The Emerald Tower

"Go away!"

Feeling the wind pressure on the [Imitation Dragon Head Sword], Roerte shouted without thinking.

He knew very well that for the giant sword with such wind pressure, not to mention being hit directly, even if it rubbed a little edge, the subordinates around him would be finished.

Of course, this does not include him!

A disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then, the second captain of the lion mercenary group, firmly grasped the victory and unlocked his talent——

I saw that under the wind pressure of [Imitation Dragon Head Sword], the opponent's figure looked like noodles, twisting back and forth, as if the whole body had no bones.

Then, the whole body greeted the 【Imitated Dragon Head Sword】.

There was no one-off.

There was no scream.

Roerte, the second captain of the lion mercenary group, had his whole body attached to the blade of [Imitation, Dragon Head Great Sword] without any strength, and then the opponent's body was twisted rapidly, as if The snake is usually wrapped around a wooden post and starts to wind up.

"Even if you are powerful, what's the use? I'm the'snake man' Rolter, and I don't fear an opponent like you at all! Take it to death!"

Roerte looked triumphant, laughed again and again, his body twisted, approaching Dean quickly from the [Imitation Dragon Head Sword], and a thin thorn sword had appeared in the opponent's hand, with a touch of cold star , Pointed at Dean's throat.

Facing the close attack, Dean didn't panic at all, just raised his brows slightly.

Hum!

The insignificant vibration appeared on the [Imitation Dragon Head Great Sword], and a layer of frost covered the great sword. Of course, there was also... the ‘snake man’ Rolt.

After Dean expended 6 points of energy to maximize the attack power of [Frost Swordsmanship lv4], Rolt stuck to the blade in all directions and without dead ends. It was frozen in an instant.

If it were to fight head-on, with the strength of the opponent's great knight, it would definitely not be such a one-time freeze.

but. Who would let the other party ‘cooperate’ like this?

"Snake? Obviously not suitable for your existence in this cold place!"

Dean sneered. The [Imitation Dragon Head Sword] in his hand smashed heavily on the ground, and suddenly the frozen body of the "snake man" Roerte was torn apart.

"The team, the captain was killed!"

"The captain is dead!"

The mercenaries of the second team of the lion mercenary group yelled loudly, and each of them was full of unbelievable and... panic!

Because, the next thing is that they face a strong opponent like Dean.

At this moment, the previous ridicule and anger have long since disappeared from their hearts. All they have left is to pray!

I pray that Dean will be merciful and let them make a living!

However, this is obviously impossible!

Dean in the previous life deeply understood the so-called "kindness to the enemy is cruel to oneself", let alone now!

Even, to put it more simply, he can spare these people now, but after changing positions, when the opponent stands in his position, will the opponent spare his life?

Obviously, for these mercenaries. This is impossible.

Therefore, the next battle became a matter of course.

The great sword swung. Weeping indecision.

Blood and broken corpses were thrown on a corner of this street like garbage.

Even the Horshshire people who were accustomed to the atmosphere of the duel, faced this scene, their faces were pale, and some of them were really unbearable and turned around and opened their mouths and vomited.

The young people of the Fecharen Knights who saw this scene glanced around with a plain expression.

However, after seeing a few guards from Horsh City, they became disdainful.

As a soldier, facing such a situation. Just throw up.

If it is on the battlefield, it is the easiest to solve. After all, vomiting softly. The sword can't be moved, and it can't be run. It's a living target.

"Similar to our recruits!"

Chad commented like this.

"Weaker than our recruits...just look good!"

Mach observed more carefully. When he saw the guards at the city gates, they all began to leave their duties because of vomiting, the disdain in his eyes became more intense.

And Chad, with sharp eyes, followed his companion's gaze, and instantly discovered the situation here.

Suddenly, the same disdain appeared in his eyes.

For those who have accepted Dean’s “soldier and soldier’s vocation, which is to stick to their posts and obey orders”, such soldiers are undoubtedly the most insignificant. If Zelgaon leads here, I’m afraid the two of them are early The whip was pulled up.

"Can you declare my victory?"

Dean waved [Imitation Dragon Head Great Sword] vigorously, throwing the blood and meat sauce on the blade to the ground, a straight and thick bright red mark.

Some people who made the surrounding force hold back and didn't vomit out, they couldn't bear it anymore and vomited out directly.

The guard leader who was inquired by Dean, who was acting as the referee, also had a bad face. After suppressing the surge in his chest, the referee said dryly: "Victory, the winner is Lord Zelgaon!"

Just when he said this, the pungent smell of blood began to penetrate into the referee's mouth and nose, and the referee had a mouth that could no longer bear it, vomiting, and began to vomit.

After a glance at the opponent, Dean didn't have any more words. After handing the [Imitation Dragon Head Great Sword] to the captains of the two subordinates, he returned to the outpost and stood quietly by the brazier with a calm expression. , Said nothing.

"Dean, you won, what else is unhappy?"

The Grand Duke's swordsmanship chief looked at Dean, who was obviously unhappy, and asked from the perspective of a friend.

"I am happy to win, but the results I saw make me unable to be happy!"

Dean's expression remained unchanged and said slowly.

"Are you talking about those mercenaries? Although Earl Horsh indulged them a bit, but in some respects, it was a good choice, at least. The presence of mercenaries reduced the casualties of the soldiers, and the lion mercenary regiment Has a very good reputation-not only has the strength, but also the completion rate of the task. It is also quite high!"

The archduke’s swordsman instinctively believed that Dean was offended by the mercenaries, so he chuckled as he explained--because, in the eyes of the archduke’s swordsman, Dean at this time was just like the jadeite The old nobles in the capital are generally rigid and unreasonable.

Of course, as a noble, she wouldn't be disgusted.

"No, it's not like that!"

Facing the Grand Duke Swordsman with a chuckle. Dean shook his head with a serious face. He stared at the brazier in front of him, watched the flames move, and said solemnly: "If... I mean if, once a foreign enemy invades, the previous recruits are not as good as the new recruits. Soldiers, what will they look like?"

The Grand Duke Swordsman was startled, and did not immediately answer.

After looking at the other party, Dean directly replied: "I'm afraid I can only let the massacre!"

Then, Dean sighed silently.

He suddenly found out. Wanting to reverse the Blood Moon War is not as easy as he imagined-the defenses around the emerald are slack, and the soldiers lack exercise.

even. According to the performance of the soldiers in Horsh City just now, there is nothing wrong with saying that it is a group of civilians with weapons.

"No wonder that guy chooses to surrender!"

Subconsciously, Dean thought of the head of the lion mercenary group and what the other party had done.

However, this does not mean understanding or forgiveness.

Betrayal is betrayal, no matter how conspicuous it has aura, this will not change.

Therefore, Dean is in my heart. After a cold smile, there was no more words. Standing quietly by the brazier, waiting for the Earl Horsh.

same. The Grand Duke's swordsman did not speak either.

The swordsman frowned, thinking about Dean's words before.

Then, the frown tightened.

Because, she found that if there was an invasion by foreign enemies, it would be just as Dean said, those soldiers would only have the fate of being slaughtered.

"Although Dean is right, Horshshire and Dale are both in northern residences, with Yorkshire and Vauban as barriers. If there is an invasion by foreign enemies, they must pass through these two places, regardless of the Marquis of York. The Marquis of Vauban is a very capable person, and the knights and soldiers under him are also elite..."

Taking a deep breath, the Grand Duke Swordsman began to think from another angle.

Or...with a touch of self-comfort.

Then, slowly, the Archduke Swordsman looked at Dean again-being able to say the words before, showed that Dean's vision was definitely not limited to one city and one place, but to look at the whole situation.

"His Royal Highness really has a look at people!"

From the bottom of his heart, the Grand Duke Swordsmanship was more and more admired by the command from Grand Duke Jade to "do your best to cultivate Dean and meet all the requirements of the other party", and the bottom of my heart is even more hopeful.

"The Marquis of York is a gold-level knight. If Dean has grown to this level and stationed in Vauban, the four northern counties will have two gold-level knights stationed in key locations. The entire north of the emerald will obviously become stronger. , This is enough to make His Royal Highness more assured to organize the jade capital, and some of the ghosts in the south, Xiaoxiao, can also be completely wiped out!"

Thinking of the changes in emerald at that time~www.novelmtl.com~The Great Duke Swordsman could not help but breathe with a hint of rapidity.

She looked forward to the scene very much.

Therefore, before she knew it, she looked at Dean's eyes with an extra expectation.

As for this, Dean noticed but didn't care-he was still thinking about how to let Jade escape in the Blood Moon War.

One side is looking forward to the rise and resurgence of the country.

The other side is thinking about how to escape the fate of the country and destroy the family.

The two sides continued to maintain a ‘tacit understanding’ of silence.

Until there were footsteps outside again.

"My lord, the Norton knight is back!"

Through the door, Chad reported.

ps first update~ (to be continued) ()