Shut up: You, Nymphomaniac Evil Sword

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The messy haired middle aged man tried his best to look serious and coughed a little more before saying while scratching his head " cough.. cough.. I think I got a severe sore throat after having all those ice creams… Young master, why waste our time with these nobodies, we should proceed  as planned.."

The thin man known as monkey from the mercenary group had a red face after watching their mercenary leaders plight, His whole face grew red as if he was going to die if he held his laughter any longer. 

Maxwell had a slight change in his expression when he heard Dror belittle his father but he easily calmed down and  spoke….

"Lets see who is going to run, inside the challenge area.." 

Then he waved his hand and led his men towards a different direction.

It wasn't long before Dror and the rest also took another shuttle to enter the planet from the space station.

Other than the small hiccup caused by the sudden appearance of the enemy right before them , the whole journey was a happy and wondrous one for Dror and the rest of his men.

It was a smooth journey for the team once the shuttle landed on the Airport, there were staff of the empire waiting to receive them and they led them to their accommodation which was arranged for the war challenge participant.

The accommodation was nothing less than a whole 5 star hotel all for the whole to settle down, with all kinds of entertainment and training facilities.

After everyone settled down on the generous and luxurious accommodation provided by the empire, Xeander came to  Dror to lead him to a secret meeting.

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But as they were about to depart, Dror's two personal bodyguards followed him.

Xeander could only sigh looking at both Chaow and Somachi.

Chaow no longer looked like that impulsive young man anymore , he was calm and disciplined like a veteran soldier. He was already in the 9th level of the warrior realm and wore a black saber on his waist along with his heavy armour and other equipment.

While Somachi looked calm and  composed like usual, with the faint True warrior realm aura leaking from him, he had a long bow on his back and two special arrow holders box by his waist that could compress space to hold more arrows.

He to wore a light armour suit along many other modern equipments attached to it.

Both of them were specially trained by Old Zhao to act as bodyguards as well as extra arms for Dror. They were extremely vigilant and alert about the surroundings after some kind special training specifically made for them by Old Zhao.

When Dror first met them after their training and saw how vigilant they were about the surrounding, he was was instantly reminded of many soldiers running through the forest in underwears… he could only feel a little sorry for this two young man thinking about what kind of weird training Old Zhao had come up with to make them so vigilant about every small thing in the surrounding.

In the end Xeander made everyone disguise as ordinary people before leaving their accommodation.

After sneaking away from the accommodation, they arrived at one of the suburb areas on the periphery of the big city.

Xeander led the rest into a small inn that was the meeting point for the rebel forces and their allies.

Inside one big room that has been warded by formation, three groups of people were already discussing something among themselves when Dror and his team arrived.

Dror observed the three people sitting around the table and the six people who were standing behind them.

The first person that got Dror's attention was a middle aged thin man with a black hat and  glasses on his eyes, unlike the other two people who were completely dressed in armor and were ready for a fight any time. This thin with a smile  wore an old style suit and looked completely harmless.

The thin man had black eyes and completely concealed his aura as if he was a normal person, similarly the two people standing behind him also had a similar outfit and looked like normal people.

The second person sitting around the table was an old man in red armor with two demon heads ascribed on each of his armor shoulder guards and had a serious look of a well disciplined army general, similarly the two young men standing behind him also showed a serious and disciplined expression very similar to their leader.

The third person  was a woman in golden armor with an eagle head emblem on her ancient type of full body armor.

The two people behind her, a young man and young lady, wore ancient type silver armor.

Dror could feel their peak level True warrior realm which was very close to breaking into the half a step supreme warrior level.

Dror couldn't help but look at his friend Xeander standing beside him,  Xeander's aura was also very close to breaking through into half a step supreme warrior level and his strength was nothing less than the three leaders sitting around the table.

The three people sitting around the table were also scrutinizing the young man and his companion that just arrived.

Xeander sent a spiritual message to Dror " they are over allies so be respectful when you converse with them, The man in the suit is called Micky he is the leader of the war challenge participant from the Federation of Elane of planet Elane, they are one of our oldest allies.

The old man in the red armor is General Raphel from the kingdom of Midier from planet Maple, he is an old cunning fox. Be careful around him.

The last one is Lady Aleria from the kingdom of Arvida from planet Avis…. The three of them lead the participants of the War challenge previous times also… Don't expect any big support, It would be more than enough if we could gain some intel from them during the war challenge regarding the deployment of the enemies.."

It was the old general Raphel who spoke up first with a sneer and mocking tone " So this is the new batch of sacrificial lamb sent by the rebel forces… hmph.. what a waste.. "

Dror didn't care much and took the empty seat after giving a casual bow to the three people.

The other two people other than General Raphel replied by slightly bowing and showing their respect.

The old general just kept his sneer and was focused on scrutinizing the masked Xeander standing behind Dror.

Then he continued with a sneer…

" Does the Rebel force want to put on their disguises even before us, their allies…. Hmph.."

The other two leaders also had a little doubtful look on their eyes as the most powerful person in Dror's group Xeander was not the leader.

And all the three leaders could clearly feel Xeanders aura, even though he had controlled and hidden it very well.

Before Dror could speak, Xeander spoke in an entirely different voice than his usual one .

" Major Dror will be the commanding officer for this operation and I am here to assist him… I am sorry  if we have caused any misunderstanding…"

The three leaders understood immediately, It was common practice among the weaker kingdoms to arrange outside help during the challenge, Even though the empire had not put in any ban on this matter.

Every kingdom would always show restraint while hiring outside help, at most even the weakest kingdom or governments or factions would hire only 10 people from  outside, not one more. This was a sort of unspoken rule.

The Three leaders clearly considered Xeander as a hired help, a mercenary or an assassin.

Raphel continued his mocking " seems like the rebels have hit some kind of lottery … even in their condition they are able hire powerful True warriors….  Tell us young man how much did they pay you…"

Chaow and Somachi standing beside Dror were starting to get a little angry and Xeander was going to speak up, when Dror stopped him by waving his hand and spoke with a composed smile.

" The price for hiring him is much more than you think, if your mocking and sneering are over can we get to real business… old fart."

Everyone still had a pleasant face when they were listening to the first part but when the sentence reached its end … There was silence in the entire room.

Shing… shing..

There was the sound of two  swords being drawn from their sheath.

The two people behind General Raphael had already drawn out their swords, with killing intent.

" hahaha… "

The old general waved his hands while laughing at his man to retreat back.

" It has been a long time since someone called me something like that.. The young people nowadays are so disciplined and well behaved that I mistake them for little girls…"

The Old general seemed to have his interest sparked, he re focused his gaze on the young man sitting right in front of him rather than the strong man standing behind.