The Emerald Tower

"The captain of the second team of the lion mercenary group... the famous jackal is still just a jackal!"

Dean said in a scrutinizing tone, and when he saw the mercenaries on the opposite side showing a proud expression, he continued talking; suddenly, these mercenaries could not help but yell.

"Even if we are jackals, will you dare to accept my challenge?"

Rolt stared at Dean closely.

"The dog came and took a bite. Will you bite a dog?"

Dean asked steadily.

"Are you timid? If you dare not, as long as you take back what you said before and apologize to us, I will assume that nothing happened!"

Rolt faced Dean's rhetorical question, a touch of complacency suddenly appeared on his face, and he said generously.

He once again thought of his own guess-the other party was just nameless!

It was only by some shameful means that the'random killer' was defeated, and even, it may be that the'random killer' himself had some problems before being defeated by the other party. The rumors of this disease have a considerable market in the mercenary world.

"A guy with a sharp-toothed mouth, think that relying on the identity of a nobleman can get through the door? I will make you regret saying what you said before, and then, bit by bit, break down your so-called honor, and then Concoct you..."

Rolt's heart began to turn quickly, especially when he thought of the previous insults, he wanted more bitterly, making Dean face scandal.

Of course, this is just the beginning, after which is the next step.

After all, the opponent is in Horsh County, and this is the base camp of the Lions Mercenary Group. He has the ability to make the other party suffer some accidents.

Or, wait until the opponent is on the road again. Come the last sudden attack and let the other party really ‘get on the road’.

For such means. Rolt is no stranger, even, very skilled.

After all, practice makes perfect!

"My education allows me to tolerate one step when I encounter such provocations, but this does not mean that I will always give in-since you want to die, then. Come on!"

Dean chuckled lightly.

"Blubbering guy!"

Seeing Dean calmly walked to the side of the clearing, Rolt couldn't help muttering; however, the pace of the past was a bit slow.

Roerte is definitely not a rough person, he has some thoughts.

If it wasn't for Dean's previous continuous ‘insults.’ and he was dizzy, he only planned to come here to take advantage of his verbal advantage.

Now, suddenly it has become a battle of life and death, and Roerte always feels an indescribable weirdness.

And this made him hesitate.

However, the words of remorse cannot be said!

If he really repented, then he wouldn't have the face to stay in Horshshire, even. The same is true of the four northern counties, and even after leaving. Later life also needs to be changed.

Even if he left the mercenary world, it was the same.

And this is definitely not the life Roerte wants, the ambitions in his heart absolutely do not allow him to do so.

Thinking of the regimental commander’s plan, Roerte was certain in his heart, and the pace of his footsteps returned to normal--

"Even if it is a battle of life and death, it is not really divided into birth and death. If the opponent is really strong. I can support a few rounds with my talents, and it is good to admit defeat at the time; and if the opponent is not worthy of the truth. Then it is my luck. Now... when the time comes, the'rewards' given by the head will definitely be a lot!"

I had this idea in my heart. Rolt quickly returned to normal.

A few steps walked in front of Dean, and then, looking at the guard leader on the side, motioned to the opponent to be the referee of the duel.

In this regard, the guard leader did not refuse.

Even, quite happy. After all, one party is a noble lord, and one party is a well-known mercenary player in Horsh County. This kind of battle is naturally expected.

Moreover, not only the guard leader, but the surrounding guards and leaders also set their sights on here.

Some daring, even more surrounded.

The atmosphere of duel has been circulating in Jade for hundreds of years. During such a long period of time, some of the unexpected and unreasonable situations in the eyes of normal people have long been smoothed out.

It becomes reasonable.

"Are both parties ready?"

The guard leader asked.

"and many more!"

Dean said suddenly.

"Why, afraid? Isn't it a bit late at this time?"

Rolt, who indicated that there is no problem, laughed sarcastically.

"Your insults one after another have made you lose your life. The reason for your life has become more and more sufficient... Are they your subordinates? They also said badly before!"

Dean glanced at him, then turned his head, as if he didn't bother to look at the other person, just pointed at the dozen or so mercenaries watching him.

"What? I am willing to bear all the faults made by my subordinates!"

Rolt raised his head.

It was a fact that his subordinates shouted at him before. After so many people heard it, Rolt would naturally not deny it; at the same time, in front of so many people, he needed to show his dignity as a leader, otherwise If so, no one will be willing to invest in him in the future.

What's more, the two sides are already in a duel now, it is already a battle of life and death.

More things will not change this fact.

At the same time, it can also enhance the loyalty of subordinates, so why not do it.

And the applause of the subordinates that sounded around made Rolt's mouth curled up-he was proud of what he did for himself.

He can be sure that after this incident, his reputation will rise to the next level in the lion mercenary group!

After all, when the mercenaries make a choice, a considerable part of it depends on reputation.

"There are some mistakes that you can't bear. What's more, you are already unable to protect yourself. What else do you want to bear? Come together!"

Dean scanned the opponent in front of him and said straightly.

"What do you mean?"

Rolt frowned.

"Don't you understand Jade's lingua franca? I mean: they have insulted me, so. I let them go with you!"

Dean looked at each other with idiotic eyes, as if worried about the other's IQ.

"You want one to challenge us all?"

Roerte had thin eyes originally, this time. Thoroughly squinted into a slit, and his heart began to spin quickly--

"One challenge all of us? Is it really sure. Or is it bluffing?"

Rolt looked at Dean carefully, this time very seriously.

However, he still didn't see anything outstanding.

This gave him some more choices in his heart.

"Hmph, it's definitely a bluff, even the'random killers' won't challenge our team at will...Thinking that this can coax us out of trouble?"

Rolt snorted coldly from the bottom of his heart and raised his hand without hesitation. Suddenly, a dozen mercenaries who were on the sidelines walked in.

This scene. The people who were onlookers around let out bursts of exclamation.

After all, the lion mercenary group is in the local area, but it has a considerable reputation, especially those elites who have been incorporated into the team, are rumored to be good players with one to ten.

Coupled with the cooperation between the teams, its combat effectiveness has doubled.

But now, Dean is going to challenge the opposing team by himself, which naturally makes people talk about it.

However, in such discussions. The young people of the Fecharen Knights had a face of indifferent expression-after Dean faced the robbers in the deep forest of the snow, they had long been accustomed to Dean's fighting style.

However, some people don’t know why--

"Lord Zelgaon. Is this all right?"

The guard leader who was the referee couldn't help asking.

"No problem, this is Lord Zelgaon, his own choice-start now?"

Rolt wouldn't give Dean a chance to go back, and said loudly first.

"can we start?"

The guard leader who was the referee asked again.

"and many more!"

Dean said again.

But this time it stopped, the sarcasm on Rolt's face became stronger, and the guard leader who was the referee subconsciously asked: "You want to change the previous..."

"Of course not, Chad and Mach brought my saber!"

Dean interrupted him and shouted to his subordinates.

"Yes, my lord!"

Immediately. Chad and Maher ran into the outpost and carried the [Imitation Dragon Head Sword] out.

Looking at the [Imitation Dragon Head Sword] being carried out. Rolt and his subordinates were surprised. The onlookers around were even more straight out exclaimed.

Undoubtedly, everyone was shocked by the size of [Imitation Dragon Head Great Sword].

"Maybe it's just a prototype..."

A few mercenaries pretended to disdain.

boom!

However, before he finished speaking, Dean, who had already received the [Imitation Dragon Head Great Sword], put the giant sword straight on the ground.

Suddenly, the heavy muffled sound made the mercenaries in front of them shut up.

No matter how ignorant these mercenaries are, they can still feel how true the weight of [Imitation Dragon Head Great Sword] is.

And fighting with someone who uses such a giant sword...

Subconsciously, the mercenaries, including Roerte, felt tight in their hearts. Two of the mercenaries began to sweat on their foreheads~www.readwn.com~ Let's start! "

Ignoring the panic in the face, Dean said to the referee who was also terrified.

"Oh, oh, open, start!"

The referee stammered.

Woo!

As soon as the referee's words fell, Dean's [Imitation Dragon Head Great Sword] made a dull sound of breaking through the air, and enveloped the opponent in front of it at a speed that did not fit its own size.

ps second more~

In other words, Decadent discovered that there was a yellow braised chicken rice nearby at noon, and there was also yellow braised pig’s feet in it. It tasted good, especially the pig's feet~ quite awesome~

Thank you for the reward of 200 starting coins in the Eastern Han Dynasty, Weijin, and the 100 starting coins of Liri Shizhicheng~~~ Decadent bow again, thank you brothers and sisters who support decadence~~~ (to be continued) ()