100 Chapter 100 Sponsorship

Then, the group walked towards the square.

By now, the square had been cordoned off, and only those with admission tickets could enter.

Hilda and Brittany walked hand in hand at the front, chatting intimately, while Field followed behind them.

This made Field somewhat envious.

When would Hilda be able to hold his hand?

He believed it would be soon.

As he thought about this, he noticed several pairs of eyes falling on him.

Turning his head, he saw a group of people following behind.

Judging by their attire, they were all students of Heidis, tall and imposing.

Field noticed that their badges were similar to his, indicating that they were all from the same organization—the Student Council Guard.

But their badges... weren't as nice as his~ because he was the captain of the guard.

And as the captain of the Student Council Guard, he still hadn't met with the members yet.

Thinking of this, Field slowed down his pace until he was level with the group of guard students.

"Hello, I'm the new captain of the guard," Field greeted.

"Hello," a handsome young man at the forefront looked at Field and smiled.

The surrounding group of students also cast curious glances.

"So, you're the new captain of the guard, huh? You're really strong, your strength should be quite something, right?" a curly-haired young man asked.

Field looked at him.

Wow, this guy has curly hair, could he also be his enemy?

No, no, he had to take a look first, not judge based on the hair.

Field smiled and nodded, "That's right, I can't guarantee anything else, but I'm quite confident in my strength."

"Oh really? Then you must be quite strong, huh?" the curly-haired guy asked eagerly.

Field chuckled, it seemed like this guy was quite eager for a fight.

"Of course," Field nodded.

"Then let's find a chance to have a match. You know, the Student Council Guard doesn't accept rookies. I'll acknowledge you only if you beat me!" the curly-haired guy said.

Field kind of liked this curly-haired guy right away.

Direct personality, not bad at all!

God helps those who help themselves, finally, he met a good curly-haired guy.

So Field nodded, "Alright, but don't cry when the time comes."

"You won't go too hard, right?" the curly-haired guy grinned, looking both timid and bold, quite contradictory.

"Of course not, it's just a friendly match," Field said.

"Then it's settled, just don't punch me in the face!" the curly-haired guy grinned, extending his hand towards Field, "I'm Mike, and you?"

"Field," Field shook his hand.

At this moment, the handsome young man smiled, "Mike, are you really going to have a match with him?"

"Is that not okay?" Mike looked puzzled.

"Remember a few days ago, when the president lost to a big guy?" the young man grinned.

"Of course, I've heard about it. That big guy..." as he said this, Mike suddenly widened his eyes, "Could it be..."

Field just smiled, while the young man looked at Field and also extended his hand, "I'm Klein, the vice-captain of the guard. Nice to meet you. If you're up for a match later, count me in."

"I'm a bit resentful of you, too."

"After all, the position of captain should have been mine."

"Haha, then let's have a good match when the time comes," Field laughed and shook his hand.

Indeed, not all students were like Fadons, all headstrong.

Anyway, for now, Field quite liked these guard members.

"Hello, I'm Jemaine."

"Hello, I'm Carlmaro."

"Hello, I'm Jennifer."

Next, the twelve members of the guard all introduced themselves to Field.

Finally, QiQi also raised her hand.

"I'm QiQi, meow!"

This adorable little kitty made everyone laugh, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"You're probably not a student, right? I haven't seen you before," Klein asked Field.

"No, I'm an external personnel from the academy," Field said. "To be precise, I'll officially be external personnel tomorrow."

"Right now, I guess I can only be considered as an internal recruit."

Previously, Mentor Holland mentioned that mentors have quotas for internal recruits. Internal recruits can be either public officials or students, depending on the situation. Obviously, as the Student Council President, Hilda also has this authority.

"I see, so it was the president who recruited you?" Klein's handsome face showed curiosity.

To be honest, this guy does look kind of handsome, especially dressed like this, the perfect tall, rich, and handsome image.

"Yeah," Field nodded.

"Then I look forward to our sparring later," Klein smiled.

"Why?" Field asked.

"I respect the president's decision. The president wouldn't recruit someone useless, even if you have some kind of relationship," Klein said. "So, you must be capable."

"About you defeating the president earlier, I only heard about it, but now it seems it wasn't just a rumor."

"So, I look forward to a duel with a strong opponent."

This guy, the way he speaks, he's like a sunny, positive, and upbeat character.

In Field's past experience, people like him are usually hypocrites, good at disguising themselves. Like the sons of those companies or conglomerates in his past life, all posing as gentlemen on the surface, but in reality, each one more disgusting than the last behind closed doors.

But as the saying goes, don't bite the hand that feeds you. Klein hasn't shown any hostility or malice towards Field, so Field is willing to make surface-level friends with him. If he turns out to be the type of person who is two-faced, he can always reconsider later. And if he turns out to be a handsome, positive, and upbeat character, Field is also happy to be real friends with him.

"Don't worry, I won't disappoint you when the time comes," Field smiled.

At this point, everyone had arrived at the entrance to the event, and after checking their admission tickets, they were allowed in.

Entering the event, Field saw one exhibition area after another, with various merchants showcasing their goods.

They were all display samples. If you saw something you liked, you could negotiate with the corresponding merchant guild, and big deals were made this way.

So Field felt like this was a large-scale weapons exhibition, with all kinds of weapons, all kinds of magic devices, and various equipment, not just weapons.

There were also some new types of magic potions, or unique products from different races, all visible here.

With so many things to see, Field suddenly felt like the 500,000 gold in his pocket might not be enough.

"Field, next we need to ensure the safety of the president and the Heidis students present," suddenly, Klein said.

Field noticed that he had already started scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

"Mike, Jennifer, you guys go guard that building. The view there is good, keep an eye out, and report immediately if you see any suspicious individuals," Klein said.

"Got it!" Mike and Jennifer immediately sprang into action.

Next, Klein arranged the guard duties for the other people. Finally, only Field and Klein were left.

Field blinked and looked at Klein.

This guy is pretty serious.

"Field," Klein finally looked at Field.

Field stood up straight and smiled, "What's up, Captain?"

With a teasing tone.

Klein smiled and shook his head, "You're the captain. I've already arranged the defenses around us. Next is the president's close protection."

Field raised an eyebrow.

Is this guy about to reveal his true colors?

However, to his surprise, Klein suddenly scratched his head apologetically and said, "Um... can I... leave the president's protection to you?"

Field: "..."

"What about you?" Field asked.

"To be honest, my fiancée and I made plans to explore the exhibition together. She's over there," Klein pointed in a direction.

Field looked over and saw a cute girl in gorgeous clothes waving at them.

"You already have a fiancée?" Field was surprised.

"Yeah, we grew up together," Klein nodded, then apologized, "This job was supposed to be mine, but I already promised her, so..."

Field pursed his lips and patted Klein on the shoulder, "It's okay, man, I get it!"

"Go ahead, leave the president to me. With me here, no one can harm a hair on her head!"

Klein immediately smiled gratefully, "Thanks!"

"Don't worry, I won't let my guard down while exploring the exhibition."

"This is a alarm magic device. If there's a problem, press it, and I'll rush over immediately," Klein handed Field something like a button.

Field nodded and accepted it.

He definitely won't press this thing.

Although Klein is behaving nicely now, what if this button is a detonator for an explosive device, and then someone attacks suddenly, he presses the button, and the square is instantly obliterated. Even if he survives, he'll be blamed as the perpetrator. Who would he reason with then?

Field calls this the fallout from nuclear rebirth.

Anyway, he'll always maintain the most basic vigilance. That's what makes a good mercenary.

Then Klein left, and Field could see him joining his fiancée, kissing her on the forehead. The girl smiled sweetly and hooked her arm around his, the two of them looking very affectionate.

If you just look at the surface, they really are the perfect couple.

And if you look closer... it seems they are.

Field didn't have the mind to focus on other people's inner selves and love lives. At this moment, he was already drawn to the lively scene around him.

Then Hilda came to Field's side, looked around, and asked, "Where are they?"

"They've gone to do guard work separately. They seem quite professional," Field smiled.

"Of course, the Student Council Guard are all elites of Heidis," Hilda smiled, then asked, "I'm going to seek sponsorship next, care to join me?"

Field immediately nodded, "Of course!"

With that, Field followed Hilda and Brittany towards the central stage of the square.

"Where should we start?" Field asked.

"Well... I plan to start by seeking sponsorship for equipment. Any thoughts from you?" Hilda asked.

Field looked around and then pointed to a booth, "That one looks good. With my keen eye as an excellent blacksmith, the quality of the armor produced by that merchant guild seems good."

"Just what I was thinking," Hilda smiled and then walked over.

Seeing Hilda approaching, the person in charge of the booth immediately came forward, with a smile on his face.

"Hello, Miss Hilda," it was a middle-aged man with a tall hat, holding a tall glass, very much like Zachary from the estate. He spoke some flattering words.

Hilda smiled politely, eloquent and graceful.

Hilda expressed interest in the equipment at the exhibition area, and the middle-aged man immediately began introducing it. Soon, under Hilda's excellent eloquence, the booth responsible for the exhibition area, the Yelta Chamber of Commerce, agreed to sponsor Heidis with fifty sets of gold-grade magician suits

 and ten sets of platinum-grade magician suits.

Followed by the second, third...

In the end, Hilda managed to secure sponsorship for Heidis and the Student Council of over two hundred sets of gold-grade magician suits and over fifty sets of platinum-grade magician suits. And all it cost was for Heidis to purchase a certain quantity of their products every year for several years, as well as to promote them. This was one of the conditions Heidis gave Hilda for seeking sponsorship, and she used it very well.

This made Field sigh at Hilda's charm.

Yes, charm, not business ability.

Hilda's demeanor and behavior were good, but not enough to make these stingy merchants be so generous. Obviously, they were doing it for Hilda's face.

Hilda's reputation isn't just in Heidis; it's also well-known in Grilah City and the surrounding cities.

Half an hour later, after drinking the tea handed to her by Brittany, Hilda asked Field somewhat proudly, "How was that?"

Field nodded, "Not bad."

"What do you mean, 'not bad'? It's not easy to secure so much sponsorship," Hilda said with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Exactly, it's quite impressive that Hilda managed to secure so much sponsorship. If you think it's just 'not bad', why don't you try it?" Brittany looked at Field with a slight hint of challenge in her eyes.

Hilda also sensed it and found that Brittany seemed to not like Field very much, feeling a bit flustered.

She didn't want her two good friends to have any unpleasantness for some reason.

But before she could speak to mediate, Field smiled and nodded, "I'm up for it."

With that, he picked up a bottle of wine nearby and headed towards the exhibition hall.

"Brittany!" Hilda's cheeks puffed up slightly, looking at Brittany with a hint of reproach. "Field is a mercenary, not a businessman. He's not good at this."

At this moment, Hilda forgot why Field came here — he came here specifically for these merchants.

But Brittany smiled and reassured her, "Don't worry, I just want to test Field's abilities. Not everyone can be friends with our little princess Hilda."

"That's not nice!" Hilda was a little angry.

"But aren't you curious?" Brittany blinked her big eyes.

Hilda was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Field's back.

Well...

She was indeed a little curious.