Duke of Grief

"Eagle of Letters..."

Standing behind the desk, General Mobble Xingye, who guarded the Fortress of Fortress, had a complex look at the flag of the one-eyed eagle on his back carried by the Cavaliers, and asked with a sigh: "Ralph Poz How's it going?"

The Boze Knight was not surprised that the general was able to call his father's name. After all, when he was young, his father sent several letters to the old prince.

The banner of the eagle of the letter represents the mission of the Boze family. The mission of their family has been passed down from generation to generation. It has been more than 400 years ago. It has been maintaining the sorrow winds and the Xingyue Forest and the sorrow winds. The relationship with the Galore mountains is working hard.

"General Xingye, my name is Valery Poz. My father's body is as tough as ever. This time he can't get away in order to guard the sorrowful wind, so His Excellency will send me to deliver the letter." The Knight of Potts grinned reluctantly, his face stiffened by the gust of wind made it difficult for him to make any expression, making him laugh now as if the corners of his mouth were twitching.

But Mobor Xingye did not show any displeasure at this. Looking at this stiff smile, there was a kind of cordiality in his heart.

"Really?" General Mobble nodded with a smile. "I heard that you are as brave as your father. I was also an officer standing on the city wall. At the beginning, I was the father you received. And for this reason, we have formed a profound friendship."

The Knight of Potts was speechless. He looked at the general in front of him who looked like his age. It was hard to imagine that his actual age was over one hundred.

"every time……"

General Moborg’s eyes were filled with nostalgia, and his mouth smiled and said: “Your father was as big as you are now, and every time a messenger led by a sad wind arrives, we will tease. As soon as you come, we can There is a half-year break-yes, that's how it is now!"

General Mobble pointed to the knight of Boze, pointed to the corner of his mouth, and laughed, "Hah, your father was like that too! Whenever we talked about this, he would laugh, saying it was not taken for granted Really? Haha, for granted!"

The Knight of Potts touched the corner of his mouth, is it really like this...

The general smiled for a while, his smile faded, and he sighed: "Actually, just now, I thought your father had passed away... I'm sorry, because this time it was you, so I had to think too much. Even though it was already before I was mentally prepared, but when I saw you walking with that flag on, I couldn't help but think about it. But fortunately, your father is fine!"

"It's okay..." General Mobold's mouth curled up involuntarily.

Valery, although most of the half-elves of Uples hate other races, but we are different, do you know why? Not only because we are the messenger family and have been in friendship with them for many years, but also because we are knights of the sorrowful wind-the old duke, but the man who once saved Upps!

The Cavaliers remembered the proud look of his father when he talked about this matter, and met the friendly general in front of him, with a mixed mood.

After all, his father had told himself that the half-elves of Upless hated the arrogance of the world and the elves. Even if he said so, he would not believe it.

The inherent concept was broken at this moment, and the mood of the Cavaliers was very complicated.

"Ralph told you that half-elves hate other races?"

As the Cavaliers knelt in their own hearts, General Mobor said coldly.

"Ah?" The Cavaliers opened their mouths, not knowing what to say.

Seeing the performance of the Cavaliers, General Mobber nodded, "It seems..."

"Hi!" Cavaliers took a deep breath, feeling the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

"But it's okay!" General Mobor waved his hand and said the Boze Knight as a stunned one. "We half-elves are indeed like this, there is nothing to say, even the arrogance of the elves, but don't be in front of them. Say, otherwise the elves will think you are laughing at them, as long as you don’t talk about it in front of them."

The Knight of Potts blinked. It was hard to imagine that the half-elf general was so reasonable.

"Sit down first." General Mobble pointed to the chair opposite, "What can we say slowly."

The Knight of Potts looked down at his dirty body, his blood and dirt were dry on his clothes and armor, and then looked at the beautiful chair full of artistic sense, and he was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, you sit down." General Mobor saw the embarrassment of the Cavaliers and comforted him: "This is just what we sculpted at random, worthless, and there are a lot of them in the warehouse that are broken and dirty. It’s not a problem, just wipe it."

The Cavaliers watched, not speaking.

He pulled out the two flags on his back, rolled them up, hung them around his waist, and sat down gently in armor.

He saw the hollow carvings on the legs of the chair, and he always felt that if he didn't lighten it, he would break down if he sat down.

But unlike what he had imagined, he didn’t feel the chair sinking after sitting down, and he held him very firmly. You know, the Boze Knight is still wearing an armor. Even if it is light, it is a set of armor. As long as the armor is not made of magic metal such as Mithril, the weight is very heavy.

"Valery-can I call you Valery?" General Mobor's words diverted the attention of the Boze Knight from his chair.

The Cavaliers nodded and smiled: "Of course, you are my elder."

"So Valery..."

General Mobol crossed his chins with his fingers, and smiled and asked, "Xu Old will stop here, talk about your things, and then go to rest after you have finished, after all, crossing the prairie, you should also be tired, if If it’s not urgent, you shouldn’t ask to see me at this time? You want to go to Xingyue Forest, right?”

The Cavaliers took a deep breath, organized the words, and nodded, "...Yes!"

"I really want to go to Xingyue Forest!"

General Mobor was silent for a while, "Valery, if I remember correctly, the mourning wind swordsman, the most holy man in the world, Duke Morigus has passed away, right? And I also noticed, you I just said about Grand Duke and letters... I want to ask ~www.NovelMTL.com~ who are you representing now? What are the letters?"

"Natural I represent is the tragic leader!" The Cavaliers replied without thinking, then he hesitated for a moment, "but..."

Valery Poz looked up at General Mobor and saw that his face had disappeared, leaving only solemnity.

"Valery, I am your elder." Knight Cavaliers hesitated, so General Mobor said aloud: "But, I am also responsible for my countrymen-now we are fully attached to Upps Under the Xingyue Forest, if I ask nothing, I put you in the Xingyue Forest, and you have something in the Xingyue Forest, I won’t blame you, and I won’t regret it, because I Always proud of the friendship between me and your father, the friendship between Upps and the Sad Wind Leader. However, I am responsible for my countrymen, and I cannot be burdened by my fault!"

At this point, General Mobble's eyes were sharp like an eagle falcon, and he asked in a word, "Who are you representing? What is your purpose?"

"I still represent the sorrowful wind leader, but this time it was not the old duke who asked me to come, it was the new duke, the son of the old duke, the prince of Cervantes--" The mouth of the knight of Potts raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, " And our grown-up maid Serena, and Latina!"

"As for the letter..."

Isn't Latinia the goddess of wealth? General Mobrow frowned, how did he get in touch with the sad wind collar?

The thought of Latinia made him think of a deal, and when he thought of a deal, he thought of the slave hunters—the **** slave hunters!

"We are here to free the slaves!"

General Mobble grinded his teeth, and after a few seconds, he reacted.

"what?"

General Mobor, his face blank. ...