"That's because she has to look at the big picture. We're on our own," Glori said, "How's the situation in the Red Valley now?"

"It's not good. Although Auraya led the men to a few victories, they still couldn't break through," Dylan's tone of voice became very different, and he lost his optimism, "Everything is terrible. Moreover, the Idol City was still strong, and Auraya personally and Silver led people to a sneak attack, but they suffered defeat. ”

Glori saw a change in Dylan. He thought about it for a moment—Dylan's loss of smile over these things must have come from his fear of Elris. "It means that there is still hope. We don't need to be so depressed, like the battle just now. He reassured.

Glori has become so calm and optimistic now that Dylan is a little uncomfortable. "Hope has always been there. But when you hear that the knight Rizzle Mayne has arrived in the Valley of the Reds, you don't think so," Dylan closed his eyes, "Brother, now I want to get some sleep, you won't let the Shadowbeasts near me, will you?"

"Rest in peace, it's already safe here. If something happens, it won't bother you. Glori placed his sword on the grass and wrapped his cloak around his body. Brother, no matter what you've done, we're partners in adversity, and I'll watch you well—Glori calmed down. He sat for a long time, and then saw Aina coming.

"Brother, dim sew, do you want to eat it?" Aina held a slice of cake wrapped in a cloth in her hand. She crept over.

"Shhh ”

"Of course, I'll leave it for him," Aina handed Glori a piece of the snack and wrapped the rest, "Sana and Bud are in the tent, aren't you going to finish the meeting with them?"

"Don't let him stay here and sleep all the time, let him go back to the tent in a moment. Glori hung the sword around his waist and patted the dust off his cloak. He had to leave temporarily. With Aina here, Glori is relieved.

It was quiet over there, but there were a few more white horses outside. Grori always felt that something was going to happen, and approached the tent with unease. He could tell from his voice who the other people in the tent were.

"Violet, who's out there? it must be some knight who doesn't know the rules, let him come in later," Bud said angrily, "I told you, Glori Carlos isn't here!" Bud stood up and slapped the table hard. Hearing Bud's words, Glori dropped his hand to open the tent and hid to the side of the tent.

Violet lifted the curtain of the tent, looked around, and then exclaimed, "Your Excellency, you misheard, there is no one outside. If anything, I was scared away by what you just said. When Violet returned to the tent, Glori continued to listen calmly to their conversation. He feared that Hausman would do something worrying because of Bard's cover-up, even if Bard's ability was unquestionable, and he had to stay.

"Don't try to lie to me," Hausman said, taking off his hood, "you must have hidden him, you can't perfunctory us." We're here for a definite reason. ”

"Lord Bard, forgive me for my presumptuousness. Our people have reliable information, that's why we're here. Glenn, who was standing behind Hausman, said. His tone was soft.

Bard saw a figure in the tent behind Hausman and knew that Glori was still there. "I want the Golden Covenant as much as you do, and no nobleman likes a commoner hero. And he's a guy who likes to stand up for civilians, which doesn't work for us at all. If he gains the power of the dragon god, then many people will be affected by him," Bard said, "He did come to Flying Town. ”

Outside the tent, Glori heard this and understood something. Bard's words were a reminder to be careful, that selfish nobles would not be kind to a commoner. In fact, he never thought that he would invite bad things by doing the right thing. At this point, he also understood another thing, and that was perhaps the reason why Mr. Mayne did not recommend him to join the Order—that Glori was too upright for a man like him to be able to navigate between scheming, and that he treated everyone equally, and that his insistence would eventually lead to death. Leaving aside the fact that he spoke for the common people, the Golden Covenant alone would incur the envy of the nobles, and the combination of the two would make him an easy target of hatred.

Violet was pouring wine from a flask, and when he was about to pour Hausman, he refused.

"You say it very clearly. But we all know that you are a disgrace to our nobles! you are as fond of the pauper as he is," said Hausman, "like this wine...... Sword shark sauce ...... The specialty of Hunting Swamp Town, it comes from the people, not all nobles like it, you are one of the very few. ”

"Presumptuous!" Violet put the flask down and drew her sword, "No one would dare speak to Lord Bard like that!" Hausman's sidekicks stood. Walker grabbed Violet's hand and sweated for her. And Glori was about to storm the camp, he didn't want to let Hausman's men fight Bard's knights here because of himself.

"Take your sword back and sit down. Bard sighed and said to Hausman's men.

"He and your men saved the town, but you should know one thing - he hurt our people!" Hausman said solemnly. His men had been standing with nothing to look at. At this time, Glori was still tugging at his heart, and he grasped the hilt of his sword in his right hand, intending to draw it.

As for what Hausman said, Bard had already known everything, but after confirming it from Hausman, his joy came back to him. "Glori, the one who hurt you......" he smiled at Hausman, masking his inner pleasure. "It's bad, I hope your people will be favored by the dragon god, because your men are all good people," Bard said without blinking, and said in a very reassuring tone, "They are all good people, and they don't deserve this kind of embarrassment." It's really impressive. "Made

"Tsk...... Tsk......" Hausman said, shaking his head, "Lord Bud, Lord Bud, you're embarrassing me. My brothers are waiting for your answer, and their swords are bloody. ”

Bard looked up at Violet, then at Walker.

"This is my territory, and I won't let myself lose face in front of my subordinates. Bard stood up. Grori felt the atmosphere in the tent even more awkward, and pulled his sword in half. And after Hausman learned the lesson of the Teal incident, he intensified his chase, which made Glori even more angry.

Haussman also stood up, looking into Bard's staring eyes, even a little frightened. He realized that he had gone too far and that he should take the initiative to give in. Because no one dares to really anger Bard, the iron-blooded poet, is King Velon's right-hand man and one of Kyle's mentors. He was far superior to Haussmann in terms of prestige and authority.

"Very well, I believe what you say. As rumored to be, you don't like to back off, and your eyes are just as sharp," Hausman sat down with a sigh of relief, "if you want us to leave like this, you have to grant me a request, or I won't have enough reason to persuade my men to leave with me." ”

"Tell me about it, maybe it's a good idea. Bud sat down and said. At the same time, Glori withdrew his sword and pressed the fire to hold down his posture.

Hausman breathed a sigh of relief and thought of a request that would make Bard deflated, and that request would serve its purpose. "Actually, it's not a requirement, but a mutual agreement. Hausman tried, "Let Glenn stay with you so I can know you're not really harboring a criminal!" and then I'm not going to spread bad news." ”

"You're a threat!" Violet raised her voice.

Bard waved his hand backwards, and he told Violet to pull off. "Very good, a request for a peaceful settlement. I'll prove to you that what I say is true," Bard kept his eyes sharp, "but if your people can't find the culprit you are talking about, then you have to let the person who told you the news get the punishment he deserves." He turned to look at Violet. To Hausman's surprise, Bard readily agreed.

Violet understood what Bard meant. "If anyone lies to the Knights of Merit, then he will be sentenced to death!" Violet solemnly declared.

"Of course, I'll do it your way. You Knights of Merit are not the only ones in this world who follow the rules. Hausman stood up. He put on his hood, left the tent, and looked around. "Was that your subordinate just now?" he asked, puzzled, "There was a fighting smell on the grass ahead, and I could smell blood from so far away." ”

"The smell of blood is because of the game captured, and the smell of fighting is because someone has been taught a lesson," Bard walked out of the tent, "The shadow just now must be the one who delivered the news, and there are always some of his subordinates who don't know how to do things and don't look at the time." I'll see who's hiding there?" he approached the side of the tent and noticed that Glori's figure was gone.

"He must have left just now, he must have been afraid of being punished by adults. Walker said.

"Heh, not all of you follow the rules like Lord Bud, some of you don't even know the most basic politeness, and they eavesdrop on our conversations!" Livai scoffed.

"It's better than you knights who like to give people compulsions. Violet couldn't help but say.

"Okay, it's all over. Bud said calmly.

"You'd better be careful, the Order King's men are looking for us who are rebelling against him everywhere," Hausman mounted his horse, "The Order King's assassins haven't seen it for a while. Some people say that the Night Assassins have disappeared in Mochizuki City, who can say for sure?"

"Leave Glenn behind, you can leave now, preferably even the smell. Bud said.

"We're going back to camp, but the smell of our sweat probably doesn't compare to the smell of blood. Hausman scoffed. Then he cursed from the heart. He said, "The night is still long, and it is not good to sleep soundly." ”

"No matter how long the night is, it can't compete with the insidious cunning of the human heart. Do what you want, friend. I'll make sure your guy gets the care he deserves, and I'll keep an eye on him at all times. Bud added. This sentence was like an icy blade of a sword, making Hausman wary.

"They're gone," Walker yawned, "and I'll go to town to check the sentry before I go to bed tonight." ”

"Take our guests to rest," Bard ordered Violet, "at night, the camp doesn't need a watchman, just a sentry. Glenn wanted to excuse himself, but was sure that what Bard said meant nothing else, and was sure that Glori wasn't here right now.