"Just a first-class soldier?" kukas narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously. He didn\'t believe what the other party said. If the holder of the finrier ring was really only a first-class soldier, he would have been caught long ago. In his opinion, the other party is at least a third-order or even more professional.

"Yes, he is definitely just a first-class soldier." one eyed soldier said seriously, "but the two women around him are so powerful that the elf woman looked at me and made me feel like dying."

Just as the one eyed mercenary said this, the three or five mercenaries who came in led hundreds of mercenaries to leave in a hurry, and then other mercenaries followed. Obviously, just when kukas was talking to the one eyed mercenaries, the mercenaries got new news and set off immediately.

There were not many people left in the pub, but only two or three hundred people. Most of these mercenaries were small mercenary regiments, or some large mercenary regiments stayed here. They knew they didn\'t have much power to compete for the finriel ring, so they stayed in the tavern to discuss whether to hunt Warcraft there next time, or sort out their intelligence, or find a chance to sell it at a good price.

"It\'s snowing." a mercenary by the window suddenly shouted. This sentence made everyone curious. Yes, it snowed. Kukas pushed away several mercenaries and rushed to the window to look out. He saw large snowflakes falling in the sky, and soon there were large dark clouds spreading towards them from the depths of the Rocky Mountains.

"It\'s just autumn. How can it snow?" kukas muttered in a low voice. He knew that the snowflake was not natural weather. It was definitely caused by some powerful spell casters. Kukas was almost completely desperate at the thought of a powerful caster participating in the competition for the finriel ring.

Ordinary mercenaries don\'t know about it, because they have never heard of anyone who can change the weather. So they were just curious and looked at the large snowflakes falling outside.

"It\'s best to snow for three days and nights. At that time, all the people who enter the Rocky Mountains will be trapped inside. Ha ha, let them grab the broken ring and die in it sooner or later." a mercenary giggled. He slapped the table and asked the maid to give him the cheapest liquor to drink again.

"Is the mountain closed by heavy snow? Maybe the snow in the Rockies will melt away soon." kukas took a deep breath and said in a rough voice, "are you interested in going with me to the Rockies to find the holder of the finriel ring? Whether it is successful or not, I will pay you 500 gold coins per person. What do you think?"

"We can only move in the periphery. The Warcraft in the Rocky Mountains are very strong, and we don\'t dare to go in at all." a mercenary shouted after drinking a glass of wine: "although the gold coins are attractive, the premise is that we must enjoy our lives."

"Forget it, what I need is mercenaries who can enter deeper." kukas shook his head. However, none of the mercenaries here is willing to follow him into the depths of the Rocky Mountains, because it is really dangerous. If a small mercenary regiment of three or five hundred people enters the interior, there is a half chance that the whole army will be destroyed. Although they love money, they still know what kind of money they can take and what kind of money they can\'t take.

"We can lead you deeper into the Rocky Mountains, but you need to pay at least 5000 gold coins." just then, there was a burst of hearty laughter outside the tavern, the door opened, and four people in black cloaks came in from the outside.

After these people entered the tavern, they immediately attracted everyone\'s attention. People\'s eyes kept cruising on them, focusing on their fingers exposed outside their robes. As long as they see someone with a ring on their finger, they will rush up to check it without hesitation. Of course, the end result is that none of the newcomers has a ring.

Kukas was relieved to see that there were no rings on those hands. Because according to his knowledge, as long as the finriel ring is worn by the holder, it can only be removed after the holder becomes an eighth level professional. Before that, even if someone cuts off the holder\'s finger, the ring will be transferred to another finger, even to the wrist.

"At least let me see your face first!" kukas giggled. He shook his huge body and walked towards the four people. As they walked, the waiters had to worry about whether the floor of the tavern could continue.

"Of course, no problem, but what I want to say is that the four of us, a total of 20000 gold coins." the first person to speak smiled brightly. Then he took off his cloak and showed his true face. A yellow face, with some messy long dry yellow hair, triangular eyes, distiller\'s grains nose, big mouth, and some yellow teeth exposed from his mouth. The whole person feels uncomfortable at first sight.

The other three also took off their cloaks, an ordinary young man and two almost beautiful women. One of the women looked like a middle-aged man. She carried a two handed sword behind her and an arm shield with ancient patterns on her arm. The young woman didn\'t have any weapons. She just played with some precious stones in her hand. From time to time, she looked down at the precious stones in her hand and smiled, revealing two little tiger teeth.

"Tell me about the deeper part of the sunset mountains. Can you resist the Warcraft there? I don\'t want to be distracted to take care of you. I don\'t have many men. Moreover, they have a bad temper and I\'m afraid they are not in the mood to take care of you." kukas narrowed his eyes and carefully surveyed the four people. In his perception, the Yellow faced youth is just a third-order soldier, The other three are the breath of a fourth-order soldier. No, the smell of that ordinary looking young man was actually the smell of a knight.

"Ha ha! Don\'t worry. We\'ve been going in and out of the Rocky Mountains for a long time. Although the Warcraft there are powerful, we have a secret way to avoid those Warcraft. We won\'t meet too powerful Warcraft at all. Don\'t worry. We\'ve at least received more than ten groups of mercenaries into the depths of the mountains. It\'s a pity that they went deeper later, I\'m sorry The Yellow faced youth seemed to be the leader of these people. He introduced the situation in the depths of the mountains in detail.