The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

There were many ways to live in this city, and the first one is to become a mercenary. The guild provided a place to stay, but they still took a payment as a guarantee.

However, most of those mercenaries in this city had their home. Only those mercenaries that came from another city were renting the guild room.

Meanwhile, after Vesta heard his words, the tension and nervousness on his mind were relaxed. Before, he even began to consider Desmond to live with his daughter, which made him could not rest at ease.

If he was a normal child, like Gregory, then there is no problem. However, he is the son of Master Witch; what if they kidnaped him and took him as hostage and bargain chip?

As for the other option, giving him money was not the best choice, while renting him a mansion was also not good. Leaving a child with only one guardian that had 1st class swordsman or so was too dangerous.

When that happened, surely, the mistakes will befall him as the Guardian who was escorting him. Nevertheless, placing him on the guild was the best choice, yet the only mercenary was prohibited from renting there.

"Good, good. you almost shortened my life." Vesta laughed happily while patting his shoulder repeatedly. Right after he said those words, he turned silent.

He looked at Desmond's eyes solemnly before shifting through to the Annie that was staring at him expressionlessly. "Are you really sure you registered as mercenary?" He asked suspiciously.

"Yes," in an instant, Annie replied, but her answer making Vesta become more uncertain.

"If so, let's go the guild. I'll accompany you." Vesta spoke and then turned around, began to prepare the carriage.

Desmond was puzzled as his eyes kept looking at him without blinking. He glanced at Annie and found a trace of confusion in her eyes.

"What happens, young master?" Laura that was watching all of their interaction, asked. She also was confused with their situation. Her young master already said Annie was mercenary, but somehow the Guardian did not let them go.

Meanwhile, when Diana heard her father's words, she felt happy that she could be with Desmond for a little longer. She turned around and unexpectedly meet his eyes, which make her flustered.

She hurriedly turned back and covered her tomato face with both hands and clinging into her father's back.

However, before Vesta gets on the carriage, a loud sound of footsteps and another horse carriage was heard, coming from the distance, precisely from where they came.

Vesta halted his footsteps and narrowed his eyes to the newcomer, same as Desmond and his maids.  They were on their guard.

Moreover, not only was horse-carriage spotted, there were many men carried their various weapon, from the ax to the sword was seen riding horse and riding beside the carriage as if they were a guarding the carriage.

In addition, the newcomer seems coming toward Desmond and Vesta.

This commotion attracted the attention of the soldiers.  The soldiers above the tunnel began to lock their attention to the group and preparing to chant a spell while the soldiers on the ground unsheathed their weapons.

"Halt!" before they could enter, the soldier that was guarding the barrack entrance crossing his sword to the side that managed to stop the horse from advancing.

"This is a private area! Go back or state your business!" the soldiers continued and shouted. His expression was strict. Even though the newcomer outnumbered him when a fight started, still no fear was seen in his eyes.

The coachman that was sitting on the front was looking at the soldier before shifting to Desmond. His eyes turned solemn and shining as if there were stars inside.

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"We come to pick up our young master."

When the coachman's words fell on the soldiers' ears, all of them looked at him strangely.

Which young master did you mention? There is a lot of them in this city!

On the other hand, after Desmond heard his words, he was dumbfounded. The coachman's gaze and words clearly refer to me, he shouted inwardly.

He glanced at his maids, and their expressions were the same as him. Then he looked at the Vesta and found he was staring at him as if asking an answer.

Vesta clearly saw the direction where the coachman's gaze landed.

Although Desmond was still suspicious toward them, when he looked at his surroundings, there was no way he would be in danger.

"Let them in." He spoke calmly after observing the soldiers on the walls and the distance between him and Vesta," But, please stand away at least 5 m from me." He added.

As soon Desmond spoke, the soldier that was stopping the horse carriage moved his weapon and then kept his eyes vigilantly toward the group of horsemen.

After the newcomer arrived at least 5 m from Desmond, the coachman smiled and then got off the carriage. "Greeting, young master." He spoke and bow.

Desmond was still in a daze; only after a few seconds he came back to sense and stare at the coachman," Greetings," He greeted him back first before asked," Who are you? I never heard my parents have any subordinates other than in the capital city."

Desmond's words were clear to the surrounding people, who were relaxed before because they thought Desmond knew the group became tense again and prepared to attack.

Especially Vesta, after hearing his words, already stood behind Desmond with his daughter on the left side. Only after he stood behind Desmond did he realized there were magic fluctuations was forming behind him.

However, the fluctuations vanished when his eyes landed on the Annie that was sticking out her slim hand toward the direction on his back.

On the other hand, the coachman was dumbfounded with his body was still bent. He peeked at his young master and found his expression blankly stare at him.

What happens? He thought, but before he straightens his back, the sound of the carriage door opened, revealing an old man dressed in black butler clothes with his black hair.

"Young master," The old man spoke politely. Judging from his face, he looked around in his sixty. However, when the surrounding people, including Vesta, looking at him, they felt a shiver running through their backs.

What the hell? Vesta thought and unsheathed his weapon at the same time, began pressuring the old man.