Looking at Cadiz, who was sitting quietly next to Count Boria in the distance, Adil withdrew his gaze, and a little doubt rose in his heart.

"Is it the news that Count Boria deliberately blocked it, or is it something else?"

He looked at Boria in the distance and thought to himself.

Of the two possibilities, Adil is more likely to be the other reason.

The reason is simple.

As the commander of the Guard, the Knight of Flal has fought for Count Polya for many years, and is absolutely his own.

In terms of identity, the Knight of Flal has a distant blood relationship with Count Polya, and his status in the entire territory is also second only to the leader of the Black Knights, Arcadilla.

The identity and relationship are sufficient, according to common sense, there is no need for Count Boria to hide it from him in this matter, and there is no reason to hide it so deeply.

Thinking of this, his gaze couldn't help but shift, and gradually turned his gaze to Arcadilla, who was opposite Count Boria.

In front, Arcadilla was wearing a well-fitting dress, her blonde hair was scattered, and she looked handsome and cheerful, and she didn't know how many noble girls she had captured on this occasion.

As if sensing Adiel's gaze, he put down the glass in his hand and turned to look into the distance.

Two sharp lines of sight collided in mid-air, as if rubbing off a little spark.

Adil looked at Arcadilla as she looked at him in the distance, a gentle and humble smile on his face.

He raised the glass on the table, shook it, and then lowered his head, no longer looking in that direction, and appeared low-key and silent.

A banquet went crazy late.

The drunken nobles and warriors were carried down by the servants to rest, and when the original people were almost seventy or eighty percent gone, only the last group of people was left to continue the end of the banquet.

Arcadila and Count Boria were also drunk at this time, and seemed to have drunk a lot, and at this time they also went back to rest.

On the side, watching the two people in the center leave the table, the knights who were sitting on the side before got up one after another, divided into two distinct groups, and left around the two respectively.

"How's it going?"

After walking a long way, outside the castle, Arcadilla looked at the knight beside him and asked.

At this time, his face was calm, his posture was straight, and although his body was a little messy and smelled of alcohol, he couldn't hide that kind of heroism, and he didn't look like a drunk person at all.

Maybe he wasn't drunk in the first place, and the drunken appearance before was completely pretended.

"The situation is still under control. On the side, a knight replied: "There are seven knights under Count Boria, one of whom was killed in the front line before, and two of whom were rebelled by us, so there are only four people left, and each of them has a certain army in his hands. ”

"And among these four people, the most difficult thing is the old thing that Flal has. ”

"You still missed one, don't forget the new knight named Adil, counting, there are still five people. A man on the side interjected.

"How can that be the same. The man before said disdainfully: "A new knight who has been promoted for less than two or three months, I'm afraid that the adaptation period hasn't even passed yet, and I can solve him with one hand." ”

"Don't underestimate this knight, although he hasn't been promoted for a long time, his strength will definitely not be weak, and he may even be about to catch up with Flal. ”

Standing in the center, Arcadilla shook her head.

"How is this possible!"

On the side, several knights who followed Arcadila shouted in unison, a hint of disbelief flashing in their eyes.

"It's true, I can't be wrong, this kid is putting a lot of pressure on me, it's incredible. ”

Arcadilla said slowly, and then a sneer rose on his face: "Hehe, if I'm not mistaken, he won't be fourteen in a few months." ”

"Thirteen-year-old knight powerhouse, this half-elf bloodline is really easy to use, such a talent, even I can't bear to kill him. ”

His face gradually turned cold, and there was no hiding the murderous intent on his heroic-looking face.

"This..." On the side, a knight said with some hesitation: "Since the adults have taken a fancy to his talent, why don't you send someone to test it and see if you can rebel?"

"It's useless. The expression on Arcadilla's face remained unchanged, but she said coldly, "Have you forgotten that this kid is of the same race as old Boria, why do you want to help us outsiders deal with your cousin?" ”

"And, you forgot?"

He continued: "Not long ago on the front line, we just united with that group of orcs to trap the noble coalition army, if I remember correctly, Baron Essiran died there, besieged by a group of orc warriors, and finally died a miserable death. ”

"We just killed someone's father on the front foot, and now you come to tell me about rebellion?"

Speaking of this, Arcadilla shook her head and came to a conclusion: "In the entire Northland, anyone can be rebelled, but Flal and Adil can't. ”

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On the other side, Adil was walking alone on the narrow road, with no one around, and seemed quiet.

At this time, it was already the middle of the night, and the sound of insects around it was intermittent, breaking the silence of the night.

Before he knew it, he had come to a flat area where he had trained.

There was no one in the familiar place at this time, and after a while, Adil walked to the center of the training ground, drew his sword from his waist, and thought quietly.

"The original knight's secret technique, after reaching the level of the great knight, looks much more crude. If it's against those knight levels, it's fine, but if it's a big knight level like Arcadilla, I'm afraid it won't play a big role. ”

Thinking of Arcadilla's appearance and the terrifying physical fitness of the other party, Adil stood in place and thought silently.

"Chip, build a mission, and under the existing information, perfect the knight's secret skills!"

After a moment, he ordered the chip in his mind.

In an instant, Adiel's mind conjured up a huge stream of information.

In the past, his perception and experience of using knight secret techniques, as well as the knight secret techniques used by other people, all appeared in Adiel's mind at this time, as a chip reference, as the basic information for perfecting knight secret skills.

"Mission 1 was successfully established, and the estimated remaining time to complete it is four days and three hours. ”

A mechanical voice sounded in my head for a split second.

Adil stood where he was, training for a while before leaving.

A few days later.

One morning, Adil was awakened by a mechanical prompt in his head.

"Ding! The deduction is complete. ”

Listening to the familiar mechanical sound in his head, Adil slowly opened his eyes and touched his forehead before reacting.