The Emerald Tower

Dean and his entourage were invited by the guards to enter Horsh City. In a post behind the city gate, they were waiting for news from the Great Norton Knight-this is a small and narrow building made of solid wood. After setting up a brazier, only three people can stand.

Obviously, this post is more of a sentry post.

Refusing the guards' invitation to go up to the tower and enter the real post, Dean and the Grand Duke's swordsman entered the post and waited quietly.

"Instructor, are you familiar with that Mott Carl Silver Knight?"

Standing by the brazier, Dean asked suddenly.

Of course, such an inquiry has no special meaning, it is just pure curiosity.

Dean still knows a little bit about the Mott Carr who has only one side. In Dean’s memory, the opponent fell to the death of Horsh County and died on the battlefield, accompanied by Earl Horsh. Completed the promise of nobles and knights; Dean has considerable admiration for this silver knight.

After all, under the circumstances at the time, if the opponent really wanted to run, he could definitely rush out.

Under this premise, the opponent chose to die in battle. Just this point was enough for Dean to put the opponent into the friendly camp.

And in order to get a better understanding of the other party, Dean naturally had to ask the Grand Duke Swordsman who seemed to be quite familiar with the other party.

"Mott once traveled to the three southern counties. I have played against him several times, and after that, there have been some friendships! It's not what you think, it's just pure admiration for each other because of our strength!"

The Grand Duke's swordsmanship said very simply; however, when he saw Dean's thoughtful look, he frowned. Added a sentence.

"Well, I know!"

Dean nodded.

Perhaps this seems to be overwhelming to others. But here, the Grand Duke Swordsmanship is completely feasible.

after all. The other party doesn't like men.

When Dean knew this in his last life, his whole person was not good.

However, this life is here and then, got used to it.

Of course, Dean would never say so bluntly for the sake of the relationship between teachers and friends.

Some secrets always need to be hidden in my heart.

It's like a secret in his own heart. You can't tell other people, can you?

Because he already knew the secret of the Grand Duke Swordsman Master, Dean was very calm when faced with the explanation of the Grand Duke Swordsman Master.

As if it should be.

However, this kind of reaction left the Grand Duke Swordsman somewhat puzzled.

She could see that Dean really recognized her explanation, not perfunctory—this is undoubtedly a good thing. Compared to her usual explanations, the jokes of friends and companions around her are undoubtedly stronger, but I don't know how much.

but. Inexplicably, the Grand Duke Swordsman always felt that there was something wrong.

"Could it be that my secret was discovered?"

Subconsciously, this thought came up in the heart of Grand Duke Swordsman.

However, soon, she shook her head and threw this thought out of her mind-because she was sure that she did not reveal any flaws.

No matter when it was with Dean. Even when Dean was away, he was very cautious.

Even when teaching the daughter of Baron Tyre. She also restrained herself vigorously.

"It's because of our relationship, so. Is there any trust in me?"

From the bottom of my heart, the swordsman leader of the leader looked at Dean subconsciously. In this short, narrow post, Dean was still standing straight, like a javelin, and the huge sword stood on his body like this. Beside, there was a faint **** aura, which was enough to make ordinary people shocked and fearful.

However, the Grand Duke's swordsmanship was not like this, her military career had already made her accustomed to this kind of breath, and even felt closer and closer.

And under the light of the flame, Dean's profile, bright and dark, carried the perseverance and fierceness that belonged to a battle general.

"Unfortunately it's a man..."

The Grand Duke's swordsman stared at Dean, and finally sighed silently.

Dean naturally felt the sight of the Grand Duke Swordsman, but he didn’t care—in this short, narrow post, whether there was anything to care about around the two of them, put his sight on each other’s Naturally, it is a normal thing to do with the body; moreover, with the relationship between the two parties, there is no malice in such a survey.

Therefore, Dean took it easy.

Coupled with some plans in his mind for this southbound trip, it made Dean ignore these trivial matters.

For a while, inside the post, apart from the "cracking" sound of the dry firewood in the brazier, there was quiet and joy.

However, when a series of slightly heavy footsteps sounded outside, Dean subconsciously pushed open the door of the post—

A group of different dresses, some in leather armor, some in steel armor, and a few in cotton robes, appeared in front of the post with a variety of weapons in their hands.

"Mercenary?"

Dean frowned.

Originally, Dean thought it was the Earl of Horsh who arrived, but he didn't expect it to be a group of mercenaries.

Of course, and more importantly, Dean felt a strong sense of bad intentions on these mercenaries-it was really obvious to look at the other party's slightly provocatively dancing weapons and sarcasm smile.

"stop!"

Chad and Mach yelled and stopped these mercenaries, and the surrounding veterans of the Fecharen Knights drew out their weapons.

There is no good impression on the mercenaries themselves, plus the unkindness shown by these mercenaries, almost immediately, Chad and Mach put each other into the ranks of the enemy.

"Oh, what's going on? Is this the manners in County Vauban? What a disappointment!"

The slick sound came out with a low voice, which made people unconsciously disgusted, especially when the owner of that voice came out, it made the young people of the Fecharen Knights frown.

His thin body, cheeks, and thin eyes all looked mean.

Plus that bright red tongue. The licking back and forth between the corners of the mouth makes people feel uncomfortable from the bottom of my heart.

"Etiquette in County Vauban? What status do you want to treat you with the etiquette of a county? Do you rely on your status as a battlefield vulture and a ghoul? Etiquette in County Vauban. It's not that cheap! "

Dean stood there, speaking slowly. The voice clearly spread all around.

Suddenly, the complexion of the leading mercenary and the surrounding mercenaries changed.

However, they have no way to refute—because, as Dean said, their status is not qualified!

Mercenaries, seriously speaking, are just more free people.

There are no nobles, etc., what a respectable status.

even. In some places, they were expelled as thieves.

And the leader Roerte, the captain of the second team of the Lions Mercenary Group, hated him deeply. He didn't think that he wanted to taunt the opponent, but he was seized by the opponent.

Sharp-toothed guy!

He cursed like this in the bottom of his heart, but Rolt was still the same on the surface. He looked at Dean and asked knowingly: "Is this Lord Dean Ken Zelgang?"

"When can a commoner face the nobleman without salute and just call his name?"

Dean didn't answer directly. Just sneered a few times.

When ordinary people meet aristocrats, they usually greet the aristocrats with the etiquette of taking off their hats, or simply bending over or kneeling on one knee.

but. In most cases, hat taking off is more appropriate.

Of course, in some places, kneeling is the mainstream-for example: Xiti!

"You are offending me, you know? Or...you can't understand the sins of offending the nobles at all? You really should be hanged here, just to show your example!"

Dean looked at the change in the other's face, did not stop, but continued.

The other party has shown strong hostility, then it is the enemy.

And for the enemy. Dean will naturally not be merciful.

"Earl Horsh is really too kind to let you humble things. Walk calmly on the streets-compared to the leaders, you jackals. The gutter is where you should be... "

With a trace of slander, Dean spoke word by word, but spoke extremely fast.

Suddenly, the expressions of the mercenaries who were in front of them changed from light to light in such words, especially Roerte, who had inspired most of the people to come, his expression was completely blue.

"I, I, want to challenge you!"

In the end, the second captain of the lion mercenary group who was only planning to taunt Dean, roared.

"Challenge me, are you worthy?"

Although Dean was eager for the other party to do this, the sneer at the corner of his mouth remained.

After all, the opponent is a great knight anyway, and he is also hostile. Once the opponent is let go, if he is secretly tricked, it is likely to cause some trouble to him.

Coupled with the identity of the opponent's lion mercenary group, Dean has no reason to let him go.

As for why Dean is so sure?

For those who are able to have great knight-level mercenaries in Horshshire, apart from the lion mercenary group, Dean can't think of anyone else to come ~www.readwn.com~ and for this he has been taken care of by the king of Horshshire, but When the West Tier was approaching the city, the mercenary group that was directly facing the battle, Dean didn't have any more emotions except for the accident.

Simply put, the lion mercenary group except a few people.

If possible, Dean plans to kill them all.

However, what Dean didn't expect was that when he hadn't figured out how to start, the other party sent him to the door!

Of course Dean would not let go of such a good opportunity.

However, considering the face of the Earl of Horsh, Dean would never take the initiative to propose, but was waiting for the other party, as if now—

"I am Roerte, the captain of the second team of the Lions Mercenary Group!"

Rolt shouted loudly as if to prove that he was qualified.

ps first update~ (to be continued) ()