Ride and Cut

"I don't think you need to remind you, but you should also know that a dragon skeleton without a dragon crystal can't become an undead." Pinto's tone became very gloomy, like a cold-blooded viper covered in mucus, "Knight Richard, beheaded. The undead dragon is not only the credit of a certain person, and the spoils should not be swallowed by a certain person. I hope you can understand this."

He emphasized the emphasis on the word "knight", and his intention to overwhelm others with power was extremely obvious. Considering his identity, this threat has to be said that it is indeed sufficient.

But if Richard could eat this set, it would really make the sun come out from the west. He hugged his arms, and his head seemed to be thinking about it bit by bit: "Let me think about it..."

Staring at Pinto's hopeful gaze, he slapped his face with surprise: "I remember, the first time I had no experience in slaying a dragon, I accidentally crushed it with a slap!"

"Liar! Thief! Thief!"

It is said that General Pinto, who has always been cold and warm at ordinary times, was extremely angry and smashed many exquisite and expensive porcelains. But this is just a rumor, and no one knows the truth.

"Master Richard, are you really worried or afraid that he will mess with you?" Seedorf was walking with Richard in the camp. Richard was only wearing a thin swordsman uniform, and Seedorf was wrapped in thick bear fur, but it was the latter who was shivering with the cold. Seeing the former, he kept feeling young.

Since the night of the dead, the Pompeii Expeditionary Army moved the camp outside the city. The large areas of winter fields are extremely cold and quiet.

"As far as I know, Pompeii currently has two political forces. One is the conservative who firmly supports the Church of the Snow Goddess, and the other is the reformer who supports the introduction of the Holy Light Church. General Pinto is the most prestigious leader of the conservatives. One, his status is respectable, even His Majesty Sargerei has to respect him."

Seedorf didn't even ask if the dragon crystal existed, which was tacit understanding to both parties.

"Just call me Richard." The lord waved his hand, and he was more temperamental with the old fox. "In my opinion, General Pinto himself is also a grasshopper of the Queen of Autumn, and he can't jump for a few days."

"I want to clean up." Richard sneered, "He should first consider how to deal with the people who want to clean up him."

The lord of the mountain fort is not stunned, who can offend and who can't, clearly distinguish. The reason for pretending to be stupid and not giving Pinto a bit of face is of course there are good reasons.

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Seedorf sniffed.

There is no expression on his face. It is more like a simple communication than an inquiry.

"Pinto is a conservative, and His Majesty Sargerei is a reformist. Although I don't know why a conservative was appointed as the commander in chief, since the war is in such a way, can Your Majesty take the opportunity to clean him up?"

"Actually, I think so too." Seedorf nodded.

The two had reached the border of the camp, and the guards crossed their halberds silently, so they turned around and turned.

Although Seedorf was not a prisoner of war, he dreamed of leaving the Pompeii military camp, which was equivalent to being placed under house arrest in the camp.

This turn happened to see Higuain. Sitting on a large rock in the distance with his back to them, he was quiet and motionless. Just looking at the back, you can feel that the owner is in a state of confusion and melancholy.

"It's him again..." Richard sighed, helping his forehead.

He has recently met Higuain not once or twice, and no matter what the lord is doing, this beautiful boy will always have a deep and melancholy face. He sits alone and says that strangers should not come near him.

He just started to think that this goods may be alone, the time is long, it should be just simple.

"It seems that Little Higuain has encountered a little trouble on the road of life." Seedorf stopped and said while looking at the figure from behind.

"What's so troublesome about him." Lord Lord shrugged, "I'm so good-looking and easily become a dragon knight. Does this kind of person have troubles too?"

"Richard, don't judge other people's lives so easily." Seedorf sighed, "Do you know Higuain's background?"

This question is actually a bit funny-as a Stuart, the old fox is actually comparing a Pompeian's information about Pompeii.

But it’s not surprising to put it on Seedorf. The lord even suspects that as long as a slightly famous Pompeii soldier, the resumes of the previous three generations are contained in this guy's head.

"It seems to be the youngest son of a knight family?" Richard vaguely remembered that Bedrick told him to him.

"That's not literal." Seedorf shook his head. "Generally speaking, if a dragon knight comes from a rather humble background, he will be replaced with a knight family. If he really comes from a knight family, we will say that he comes from a family of knights. Noble family."

"Oh." Richard understood immediately, "In order to avoid embarrassing the dragon knight's face as much as possible."

"Yes." Seedorf nodded. "There is also a magician. If he comes from a humble background, he is said to be from a family of apprentice magic. If his parents are indeed apprentices of magic, we will describe it as a traditional mage family. Richard, you. As a dragon slayer, you can also receive this kind of preferential treatment. From now on, everyone will say that you are the unloved youngest son of a noble family, instead of directly saying that you are an illegitimate child."

"Why do you even know that I am an illegitimate child?" Lord Lord couldn't help taking a breath.

You know Seedorf is a famous general, and he is just a little lord of Pompeii. Thinking in another way, if Richard had tens of thousands of troops guarding Xiongcheng under his own hands, he would never care about a poor ghost pioneering lord of the enemy country, and which woman his father gave birth to.

"How fresh. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Seedorf sneered, "At least on the surface, this war was fought because of you and Hendra. I have a little understanding of what's strange about your life. "

"But Hendra seems to have changed his name to Dracula now?" Seedorf winked at Richard. "If you really want to hide it from someone who is interested, at least disguise yourself."

"Well, I see, you go on." Richard took a deep breath. In front of this mature old fox, I always feel that as long as I relax a little, all the secrets will be invisible, "So what is Higuain's background?"

"His father and mother are deserters," Seedorf said slowly.

Those who live in Pompeii and pay taxes on time are the most reasonable and legal civilians. But there are always some people who can't afford to pay taxes or other reasons, give up their original status and enter the wilderness where no one has jurisdiction to make a living.

Richard had no intention of judging whether this behavior was morally right or wrong, but at least one thing was certain-the deserters had a rather humble status, and life was very difficult, probably a little bit stronger than slaves.