The Emerald Tower

"Something is wrong!"

Dean looked at Mott, who had already issued a duel invitation to Lorside in the distance, and the weird feeling in his heart became clearer. His gaze was looking back and forth on Lorside, as if he was taking a closer look. The portrait of the vice-manufacturer is mediocre, vivid and bright red, with helplessness on his face and plain expression in his eyes...

dull?

Dean's eyes narrowed.

Whether it is more helplessness, anger, or even fear, etc., these emotions can appear in the eyes of the other party, and only plainness is inappropriate.

Thinking in another way, if it were him, he would provoke two silver-level powerhouses at one time, and he would definitely think hard about how to solve the immediate matter, instead of looking at it indifferently-the one who can do this, remove To be dependent is to have other purposes.

rely?

Dean looked at Earl Horsh subconsciously. The other party was a little impatient, but he didn't immediately stop him. After all, Mott's identity as the Silver Knight made him unable to'damage' the dignity of the Silver Knight like this.

However, Dean can be sure that at the most critical moment, the opponent will definitely drink Mott.

In the same way, Mott, who is the heir of the Carl family of Horshshire, will also consider the face of the county king, Earl of Horsh.

Therefore, Lorside will suffer a lot, but there will be absolutely no worry about life.

Therefore, the other party will be so plain.

Because the other party grasped the final result.

"Although the result is grasped, the subsequent impact is definitely not something that can be handled, whether it is Mott himself. Or the Carl family behind Mott. They will regard each other as enemies. And just for a woman, the other party is like this. Do, even if the instructor’s status is special, it shouldn’t be the case!”

"Before, the other party had a happy appearance when facing those ladies and ladies, but between words and actions, it was more of a kind of'control'-a technique to provoke the hearts of these ladies and ladies to achieve their own goals. . It’s not really good.”

Dean recalled Lor Cid's performance before and came to the above conclusion very easily.

After all, he had received similar training under the old thief's hands - and according to the old thief's standards, Lolsied was undoubtedly excellent.

And with such ‘excellent’ results, it is obvious that the other party has a bad heart.

However, if the opponent can achieve this level, he is naturally not a fool, and he can definitely see that the Grand Duke's swordsmanship is good, and he will not eat him at all.

For a silver-level female knight. No matter how hard it is, there is no corresponding strength. It is also useless.

What's more, it should be the first time the two sides met, and they made such an excessive move.

It is no longer reckless to describe it, and it is not an exaggeration to call it an idiot.

And the other party is definitely not an idiot, but he has acted like an idiot—

"The opponent's goal is not the instructor! The instructor is just one link in the opponent's plan!"

Dean, squinting his eyes, came to this conclusion based on inference.

"From start to finish, the opponent just needs a result-the result of the duel!"

And with this conclusion, some things began to become clear——

"He will be injured in a duel, and his strength will be greatly damaged in the short term. Even if something that should happen, he will not be a suspected target because of the damage to the opponent's strength. For example: I was assassinated and attacked by killing the captain of the opposing team's second team,'Snake Man' Roerte!"

Dean couldn't help but his mouth turned upward.

He wanted to understand the key, and he also understood one thing: the "snake man" Rolter absolutely has an extraordinary position in Lorceid's heart, otherwise, the other party cannot commit the crime personally. It is dangerous to arrange such a game.

"Or...Because of the death of'Snake Man' Rolt, the other party's plan was hindered, so something needs to be done to recover?"

Another guess, the same appeared in Dean's heart.

In comparison, Dean is more inclined to the latter, even if the other party is planning things, he doesn't know.

However, based on the personality of the other party, it is definitely not a person who is angry and desperate for his subordinates and is willing to take risks.

call!

Dean let out a long sigh in his heart. Although there are still unresolved things, after learning most of the other party's arrangements, Dean naturally knew what to do—

"Let's go!"

Dean gestured to the other Silver Knight Bosa and pointed to the duel that was about to begin.

Obviously, as people who have a good relationship with Mott, it is not appropriate for them to watch from a distance, at least...you have to cheer up close!

"Dean, this is not the time to gloat!"

Bossa looked at Dean's expression and couldn't help smiling bitterly.

"Compared with the head of the mercenary regiment, I just stand on Mott's side!"

Dean shrugged of course.

In this regard, Bosa has nothing to say.

Although the previous few people are more harmonious, but everything is relatively compared.

Undoubtedly, between Mott and Lor Cid, Bosa is also inclined to the former, after all, the same strength will always be treated the same.

You let a billionaire and a beggar treat each other equally, this is undoubtedly a fantasy.

At most, it's just the former's pity for the latter.

And, some of the subsequent things that seem to be friendship-but that are just what it seems.

In front of the strong, naturally only the strong can exist.

As for Dean?

With the gimmick of "giant change", coupled with continuous record, less than three months after the knight's baptism, it has reached the level of surpassing ordinary knights.

This growth rate cannot be underestimated even by the two Silver Knights.

After all, this is less than three months.

What if it is three years later?

In fact, neither Mott nor Bosa. All secretly admitted. It does not take three years. As long as Dean maintains his current growth rate.

It only takes one to two years.

It should be at the silver level!

As for the gold level?

Obviously, it can't be calculated purely by time. Even Dean with the ‘Giant Change’ is just a little bit easier than others.

Everything that needs to be done is still to be done, and everything that needs to be experienced also needs to be experienced!

However, this was enough for two silver-level knights to regard Dean as beings of the same level.

The irrefutable Bosa. With a wry smile, he followed Dean and appeared in the inner circle of the duel circle—just along the fifteen-foot diameter edge of the duel circle, near Mott's side.

Obviously, such a position has already explained everything.

Mott smiled at Dean and Bossa who were supporting him, then turned around, staring coldly in front of him, who seemed to be just unhappy, but disgusted at the moment.

"Mott. I am nothing special..."

Lorside seemed to want to explain something.

"Who allows you to call me Mott? Please call me Mott Carl by full name!"

Mott said coldly.

And Lorside stagnated, his face was not only ugly. And when it is painful, it will seem to have suffered much harm.

Immediately, the ladies and ladies standing behind Mott began to twitter.

"It's really lacklustre!"

"Lorceid also considers him a friend!"

"Look at that sad look, it's so painful that I can't breathe!"

...

Such words kept coming and going one after another, and Lorside showed an increasingly sad expression in response.

But Mott was not affected at all, just looking at each other coldly.

For a silver knight, it is not unrealistic to use such a means to influence his own fighting spirit; after all, those ladies and ladies look like potatoes and sweet potatoes to Mott.

Without peeling, or without peeling, it is the smell of the whole body (referring to the makeup and personality of these ladies and ladies in Mott's eyes).

"Can you two start?"

A middle-aged man with the appearance of a housekeeper walked out at the sign of Count Horsh.

"Ok!"

Mott nodded straightly.

"It's OK!"

Lor Cid's voice trembled, but his face was struggling.

This makes those ladies and ladies feel pity.

Even Dean, at this time, had to admire Lolceid's acting skills-if it hadn't been in advance, Dean would have already identified the other party's bad intentions.

Then at this time, it is difficult for him to find that the other party is pretending.

After all, that kind of acting is so real, it just seems to be the truth.

Of course, in the following duel, Lorside was injured, which is also an absolute fact——

Ding!

Kimpton was bounced with a crisp sound, and then landed on the thick blanket without making a statement, but in the silence, Mott drew his sword aggressively.

Cang!

In the crisp sound of swords, a cold light slashed across.

Click it!

The sound of broken bones reverberated throughout the hall~www.readwn.com~ Most people did not see clearly what was going on, they only saw the flash of sword light, and then, Lor Cid’s arm , It bends at a strange angle.

In response, Dean chuckled lightly.

He thought of what Mott said before--

‘I must smash his paw first, and then, smash his neck! ’

Undoubtedly, Mott did just that.

However, it was only at this point, Dean had already seen Earl Horsh’s open mouth——

"Stop, wait!"

Count Horsh shouted loudly in the next moment.

At this time, Mott's palm had already appeared on Lorside's neck.

ps first update~ (to be continued...)()