chapter 1
1 – The bottom mercenary dreams of success
The bottom life is the easiest way to get money and fame The way to get ahead is to become a mercenary.
Of course, not all mercenaries are successful.
After starting, more than half of them fall behind within a year, and the majority of the rest ends their mercenary life by staying at a decent level…
Some of the surviving mercenaries earn income that is comparable to that of the fairly wealthy, and some of them even change their status by becoming knights and even receiving lands.
Those who are so successful openly ridicule the low-ranking knights who live on a meager estate in a corner of the countryside.
In actual history, this was rare, but it happened quite often in this f*cking Mangem.
I set a goal to one day lead a large-scale mercenary company, create wealth, honor, and create my own harem…
But contrary to grandiose goals, what I need the most now, as I am just starting my mercenary life, is to find a mercenary group that I can work with and my daily bread to eat today, damn it.
“The Whitebeard Mercenary Corps is looking for new recruits! Do you have any interesting cocksuckers? I’ll buy you all the drinks and snacks, so come on in!”
When I hear about eating, my stomach automatically reflexively makes a growl.
When he went out to the city to find a mercenary position, he couldn’t get his meals on time, so his stomach seemed to be protesting that he was treating him harshly.
When I heard the name of the mercenary group, it seems that the place I was looking for as soon as I possessed it was right.
So, if you apply there, you will be able to get a job, a meal, and the start of your mercenary life all at once.
When I put my thoughts together and looked around, quite a crowd gathered near the guy who shouted that he was looking for mercenaries, probably because young, clumsy guys with the same thoughts as me had come and waited.
“Huh, babies that smell like milk. Did you guys come here because you wanted to become a f*cking mercenary like me?”
The guys next to me answered loudly.
“Since childhood, I have dreamed of becoming a strong mercenary.”
“I want to become a mercenary and become a strong man like you!”
“Just ask me to do anything! If you tell me to die, I will even pretend to die.”
The bald man who was gathering mercenaries outside the inn laughed and said,
“My name is Dalton, and I am the captain of the Whitebeard mercenaries. All of you guys are dishonest, and this body looks like it would collapse if you touched it with one finger, but I like it. I’ll give you special permission to join, you can eat without worrying about money today. Babes Think of it as your last supper and eat it!”
At those words, nearly 20 seemingly boorish young men, including me, who had just come up from the countryside, rushed into the bar, and Dalton grabbed me by the scruff of my neck with one hand.
“Wait a minute, you bastard. You can’t, get out of here, you f*cking bastard.”
“Why do you say no to me?”
Dalton pounded the armor I was wearing with his fist and said.
“Looking at the little girl wearing the right clothes, she was born into a family of knights, so she ate some ink and learned to sharpen a knife, right? What our mercenaries are looking for right now are f*ck-eats to act as meat shields! I don’t need a stupid kid who stinks like you. f*ck off, kid! Go and suck some more mother’s milk.”
“I really want to work for this mercenary. I will do whatever you ask, so give me a chance.”
When I don’t think I’ll back down easily, Dalton grabs her forehead and lets out a sigh.
“Looking at you, it seems like you don’t know your worth because you’ve just come out on your own, as if you were kicked out of a knight’s family. Even though our mercenaries look like stone-headed brats, we don’t treat them the same as those bastards who have learned to use knives and have eaten some ink, and those idiots from serf families who will use them as meat shields. I feel like I’m going to use a new recruit, but I want to hire a son of a b*tch who has learned a little bit, but damn…”
As Dalton said, the recruits in the game world were divided into two main categories.
One is the men who just came of age who were kicked out of poor serf families called meat shields to reduce their mouths, and the other is a human like me who was born into a family of knights in the countryside but became unemployed without being able to become a knight.
It was one thing for both of them to be classified as new mercenaries, but just as the treatment of new recruits differs depending on whether they are high school graduates or college graduates in reality, in the damn fantasy world, the treatment of those from a family of knights and those from a serf family was distinctly different.
The man in front of me looked at me with pity, sighed, and continued his words.
“Ha, you bastard who doesn’t even have blood on his head. With four of them, you’ll start with the senior mercenary in any mercenary group, and your salary will be double that of other assholes. Do you know what that means? That one of your paychecks is 10x the amount of all the sh*tty assholes that just flocked to the bar. But we’re f*cking tight right now, so we can’t hire an expensive guy like you. So, look elsewhere. If it doesn’t go off, I’ll break the f*cking head.”
If I were like the other mercenary captains in this game, they would cut my salary and try to stab me in the back just because I was a newcomer, but I was more attracted to him when he told me everything so honestly.
It’s not yet, but in fact, the white beard mercenary is a mercenary group that the named characters in the main character’s party will pass through.
Knowing this, I cannot miss the opportunity to make contact with the named characters. So I will be sure to sign up here.
“Thank you for your kind explanation.”
“Yeah, right? So hurry up and join another mercenary group with a lot of money in another city, you bastard.”
“But I also want to serve in this mercenary corps with the bottom f*ckers. Please sign up.”
“f*ck you, you bastard with sh*t on his head. Why can’t you understand even if I tell you to go somewhere else? Did you put a dick in your ear hole? Will this old man come to his senses if he takes off his goddamn helmet and digs cum out of his ear with a shovel? Get out of here, you crazy bastard who went crazy after being in heat.”
At that, I laughed.
“f*ck, is this bastard laughing? One portrait today…”
“That’s right, the crazy guy. Damn, rather than inheriting a family of small knights in the countryside and living as a beggar knight, he decided to start as a mercenary and make a proper career, he is a madman who gave up his right to inherit and ran out.”
Dalton heard me and looked at me like, ‘Is this guy really crazy?’
And I am a crazy bastard, no, an idiot who kicked the fortune that came rolling in himself.
“I know that kind of guy. What kind of disgrace would happen if a foolish bastard like me tried to be aristocratic and yelled at new recruits as senior mercenaries to discipline them. So, I wanted to be a mercenary properly, so I prepared myself from the bottom up and came here.”
“…… A motherf*cking bastard who threw a f*cking concept into the bottom of a well.”
“You have to get rid of the family succession and start slowly and properly from the bottom. Then, as the captain said, wouldn’t it be possible to receive not only a senior mercenary, but also a mercenary captain and possibly even a title? If you don’t have skills, you’ll just end up dying like those little bastards smaller than a meat shield.”
Ever since I was possessed by this goddamn game world, I didn’t hesitate even for a moment and just looked ahead.
I thought there was no time to hesitate even for a moment because the road to go was long.
Dalton and I had a snowball fight for about a minute, then Dalton grabbed his belly button first and started laughing.
“f*ck, you are right. To be honest, it’s 10 billion times better to hire a crazy bastard with ambition like you than braggart brats from the mercenary corps just because they got some knight education. So, are you going to join on the same terms as the meat shield guys over there for salary and stuff?”
“Yes, isn’t it just a shot of life anyway? After all, there will be a war sooner or later, and then my ability will be recognized. At that time, my treatment will also change.”
“Damn it, the f*cking life barracks are bastards. I liked it, you have a Fjord Tendon Ligament Placement. Eat to your heart’s content today, and go out to the battlefield as you said and show off your abilities. You son of a b*tch that smells like milk!”
When I was given permission to join, I let out a sigh of relief.
With this, you won’t have to worry about eating, and you’ve got a chance to be active in earnest.
And when we went into the bar, inside, meat shield recruits mingled with the seniors, chatting loudly and laughing, pouring alcohol and snacks.
I asked the mercenaries who met my eyes and went to the Fjord Tenfold Seat, but there was only one dazzlingly beautiful female elf there.
When I thought about why there was only one mercenary here, when there should have been close to 10 mercenaries, the elf in front of me gestured for me to sit down.
“Are you new to our Fjord Teens?”
Bewildered, the answer came out reflexively.
“Yes, it is.”
Soon afterwards, the elf woman looked at me in disinterest and grumbled.
“The Fior Decais and the others were drinking here and went to see a pr*stitute a while ago. What’s good about it, you’re pouring your money like that.”
…… Originally, this seat was prepared by me, a new recruit, to have a conversation with the seniors and get to know them while having a drink.
I don’t think it’s too much to say that even a bastard wearing an armband with a dozen seals is going to leave his seat just to try to f*ck a pr*stitute, but…
Thanks to being able to talk to this beautiful woman alone, I don’t feel bad.
Even at a cursory glance, it’s not too big or too small to hold in one hand, with a bouncy chest, elf-specific pointy ears, golden hair, and green eyes.
The incredibly beautiful beauty I saw in the game appeared before my eyes as an elf in real life.
The female elf in front of me held out her hand and said.
“My name is Karin, I am a senior mercenary belonging to the Fjord Tens. Well, at least I ate some of my spare time as a mercenary.”
Senior mercenary, a position comparable to that of a sergeant squad leader, in terms that make sense in Korea.
That means that the beginning of my mercenary life will be difficult if I look the wrong way to the woman in front of me…
“This is Martin Mayer. Starting today, I joined the Dalton Mercenary Corps. I look forward to.”
“Please take good care of me. But that armor.”
She pointed to my armor and asked.
“Are you from a knight family?”
“That’s true, but aren’t you a newbie at least?”
Karin listened to me and nodded.
“Even if you’re the same rookie, there’s a difference between you and those idiots who don’t even have a spear over there. And when I held my hand, I knew it. Are you pretty Do you have any experience?”
“I have no experience of killing people, and I have no experience with women like those who went to meet pr*stitutes over there.”
At that, she looked at me with an expression as if she were looking at luggage.
It was understandable because saying that I have to kill people but have never killed people is the same as saying I have no career in terms of the company.
“When I was a mercenary, I met a number of young boys who came in wearing armor, and I wonder what you would be like among them. Are you confident?”
At that, I snorted and said.
“Yes, I am confident. If not, I’ll go find another mercenary and start with the senior mercenary, so why did I come all the way here to find the Whitebeard mercenary?”
When Karin heard that, she smiled very lightly.
“I’ve been a mercenary for two years, but this is the first time I’ve seen a crazy person like you.”
“Is that so?”
She reached out her index finger, lightly touched my chin, and smiled.
“Let’s prove that spirit properly. Show me you’re not just crazy.”
“Yes, I understand.”
Then she asked me with a soulless expression of asking, no longer curious, but out of responsibilities as her senior.
“What is the dream of a recruit?”
Being a mercenary captain is good, and living a stable life like a civil servant by becoming a knight of a proper family is not bad, but I was reincarnated in another world and abandoned my family to come out just to stop there.
With that meaning in mind, I said it as if declaring it.
“My dream is to become the captain of a large-scale mercenary corps or a nobleman who has been bestowed with a vast territory, and have wealth, honor, and beauty to rise to the point where everyone is envious.”
At that, Karin smiled.
“Really? Well, when I was a recruit, everyone had dreams like that. Because I did too.”
While me and Karin were having a conversation, someone came up behind me and tapped me on the shoulder.
As soon as I stood up quickly like a new recruit, the guy who hit me from behind suddenly started shouting in an angry voice.
“This f*cking baby, where is Karin on the new recruit’s topic? Your head is very cocky, isn’t it?”
…… Are you a crazy kid? Ah, no matter how new I am, this is not an army, but a mercenary.
If you bow down quietly, they will see you as a young black cow.
If this happens to me, who has not done anything wrong, then I shouldn’t just be patient and respond appropriately, right?
f*ck it, just raise your hand. Very die