The Emerald Tower

"Good morning, Lord De Fendi!"

The young lady from Baron Tyre's right hand drew her skirt corner, and yawned likewise. Baidu: +

In the next ten minutes, the descendants of the two barons greeted them like friends they hadn't seen for a long time, and the subordinates and guards of both sides stood behind them, waiting quietly.

Of course, the hostility between them still exists.

Even more intense than before——

"I think we can go now?"

Baron Jenr, who didn't know where to hide before, appeared again at this time, and ended the seemingly endless greetings between the descendants of the two barons.

It was the first time that the young man of the Fecharen Knights saw the merits of this straw baron.

At least, the other party is still useful at this time!

Of course, if one of the parties is replaced by someone else, not the young lady of the Baron Tyre's house, I am afraid that Baron Jenr will definitely not come forward.

"Then, let's go!"

As Baron Jenr said, his colleague took his guards and walked at the forefront of the team. As Zhou knows, Baron Jenr, who has no descendants, had to face the invitation of the Marquis of Vauban. Go.

As for replacing with collateral relatives?

Undoubtedly, this is very disrespectful and can easily cause unnecessary disputes.

And Baron Jenr, who wants to live without any worries, absolutely does not want such a dispute to arise; therefore, he must go in person.

In this regard, Dean expressed luck.

If Baron Jal is still in Jal’s Town, and his other subordinate, Jack, wants to dominate the entire underground power of J’er’s, there will be some difficulties, then Baron Jal’s departure will let him finally A little resistance has completely disappeared.

"Head!"

Huck looked at Dean and asked with his eyes—Baron Jenr’s caravan had already taken the lead, and it was their turn or Defendi to lead, and Defendi led the guys. Some can't wait.

As the lord of Janer, it is natural that Baron Janer is the first in the team.

And when it's the second turn, it naturally needs to be won.

Regardless of strength. Still fame.

It is the standard to measure this-and the guys led by Defendi who have just lost a while, naturally will not shrink back at this time.

In fact, the nephew of Baron de Fendi has already given an order to get the second one to start.

In the face of such an order, those knights who were mercenary-born in the Defendi leader had already been out of their swords. Obviously, they were in order to complete such an order. You can do it at all costs.

The mercenaries that exist for Kimpton have always existed.

It is precisely because sometimes, their desperate spirit will appear.

However, Defendi was willing to work hard, but Dean was not willing to—if the murderous spirit surged before. If he wanted to get rid of these guys led by Defendi, then at this time, he still did not change his original intention.

However, methods and methods need to be changed.

After all, these subordinates beside him are different from each other. The opponent can recruit again after death, but Dean does not have such conditions; therefore, any subordinate is extremely precious.

If he died on the battlefield, Dean had nothing to say.

But if you die here. It is really not worth it-

"Let them live!"

Dean motioned to his subordinates.

Then, the young people of the Fecharen Knights just stood on the side of the road and watched the guys led by Defendi pass in front of them; however, those de Fendi led the guys, and then passed through the young Fecharen Knights. When in front of people, there is no trace of previous pride. Each one is extremely nervous.

When some of them passed again, they stared at the young people's every move.

Especially the captain of the knight level, and ten guys close to the knight level, all gathered in front of Dean with a vigilant look.

Obviously, they were very worried that the powerful young man in front of them was violently wounding.

After all, all the previous things have shown that the seemingly cold and arrogant young man in front of him is definitely not a good temper; and that kind of wanton murderousness tells these people who have wandered on the edge of life and death. There are countless murders in the true sense; otherwise, it is impossible to have that murderous aura.

When the last guy led by Defendy passed, the knight-level captain took his elite subordinates to retreat slowly. After more than ten yards, they turned around and chased up to the front team. .

"A clown guy!"

Huck commented on these defendi-collared guys like this.

Regarding such an evaluation, the young people around nodded.

"Let's go, it's our turn-the two-day itinerary has just begun. We have just evaluated them, and they are also evaluating us... So, I hope this evaluation will continue to the end!"

Dean reminded his young subordinates.

Elites naturally have their own pride, but such pride is definitely not because of their character, but because of their strength.

Only truly powerful strength can have true pride.

And Dean needs this kind of elite, not a bunch of imaginary guys.

Therefore, before his subordinates really grow up, he needs to remind these young people at all times.

Dean's gaze scanned the young people around him with a unique look. After every young person came into contact with Dean's gaze, he immediately filled his heart and immediately put away his pride; no doubt, in these young people's In his heart, Dean already had irreplaceable majesty, the kind of majesty accumulated from victory after victory and never disappointment.

This majesty of "victory in a hundred battles" is undoubtedly more effective than all words.

Therefore, after hearing Dean's reminder, all the young people answered loudly--

"Yes, head!"

...

The team started to move forward, but the seemingly whole team maintained a state of being detached. The baron Jenr at the front seemed to have no plan to send a scout at all-obviously. He thinks that his own team with more than a hundred people and all armed, is impossible to be attacked.

However, Baron de Fendi’s nephew and Dean both sent their own scouts.

Not really. That kind of exchange replaces.

It's the kind that each cares for each other.

After all, with the relationship between the two parties, even if one party offers to help, the other party will deeply doubt it.

Whenever the two scouts passed by, there would be a very unpleasant stare-although the provocation had not yet appeared, it seemed to Dean that it was just a matter of time.

Dean couldn't be too clear about the behavior of mercenaries.

If he really killed a few people before, these mercenaries would definitely clip their tails and be more honest than anyone else, but they were only a deterrent in momentum.

It is far from enough for these mercenaries.

Simply put. There is no real threat of death, and you never know fear.

Dean expected that at the most noon time, such contradictions would explode again-verbal provocation, then fighting, and then. Bleeding and even death.

This is the general behavior pattern of mercenaries.

Of course, Dean will never follow the opponent's behavior pattern, he will skip the previous steps and go directly to the final result.

death!

Dean was indifferent to such death.

The positions of both sides don't need his guilt or pity at all.

What's more, his state at the moment. In order to improve the level of [Dragon Swordsmanship] faster, Dean didn't mind, killing some of the opponents more.

After all, according to the comparison between the opponent's strength and his current level, the experience given by the opponent is still very rich.

However, something was beyond Dean's expectations. During the lunch break, the guys led by Defendi did not provoke trouble, and even their eyes changed a little: dissatisfaction and dissatisfaction turned into deeper gloating.

In fact. The expression on the other's face is like this.

"Head, what are they going to do?"

Undoubtedly, Huck, the deputy head of the arrogant man, could see that something was wrong.

"It's nothing more than a'game' for some mercenaries!"

After Dean glanced at the appearance of the mercenaries, he had already guessed the best thing in his heart.

Just like knights, when mercenaries are normal, they are not entirely drinking and fighting. They also have their own training, but compared to the training of knights, the training of mercenaries is more casual.

However, one thing is the same, that is, duels and fights.

"However, our overall strength is obviously weaker than them. Even in order to take into account the face of the nobleman, Chuard Defendi will not make such a request...Thank you again, our Baron Jenr!"

Dean said thinking.

If it weren't for Baron Jenle's presence, Dean couldn't guarantee whether the opponent would take the risk.

After all, there are too many such things as deadly evidence.

Huck on the side looked at Dean thinking, and didn't bother--Huck's admiration for his young captain really increased daily.

Huck wouldn't think he could think of things that even Dean couldn't think of.

Therefore, Huck kept quiet.

However, UU reading www.uukanshu.com was at this moment, but the Chuard Defendi took the Cavaliers captain and walked towards here——

"Head of Dean Ken!"

Hurd Defendi gestured to the Baron Tyre's lady in the distance, and greeted Dean with a smile.

"Your Excellency Churd Defendi!"

Dean responded.

"I want to hold a game before dinner-a game about hunting!"

Churd Defendi said.

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As a result, from becoming an xp, the decadent computer is ready!

Hard work! !