"Just a recruit! Why take the position of the big brother! ”

- Barsac

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Moda could clearly see that Frey was attacked by Anna three times before falling to the ground. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It even flashed once.

Although it was just Anna shaking her hands and moving her body without a weapon, Frey's level had reached the average of more than a dozen centurions.

Moda lowered his head again to look at the latest list in his hand, which was full of veterans who survived Fortress X last time, and the recruits that the Priest Corps helped recruit this time.

The pen was held in his hand, but it stayed on a space.

On the left side of the space is written "Thirteen Team", and above it is written the words "Centurion".

Moda who picked up the pen was really hesitant.

"I'm afraid that if Frey is allowed to take Olaf's position like this, some people will not be convinced." Moda muttered to herself.

But in the end, the nib of the pen fell, and Frey's name was written on the empty space.

Before the ink was dry, a man was already screaming.

"What! Unexpectedly let a recruit take the place of the big brother! ”

Hearing this, the man with a double short axe in one hand shouted.

The man wears a military uniform decorated with a red cross on his chest, and there is also a "13" above the red cross at the armband, and his height is similar to that of Olaf, but he is much thinner than the muscular Olaf.

"Barsac, this is Lord Morda's decision, there must be a reason for him." A soldier next to the man tapped him on the shoulder.

But Barsac, frowning, slapped the soldier's hand, and his eyes were fixed on the soldier, causing the soldier to take a step back.

Another soldier cursed Frey like Barsac, "What a thing is this guy!" Isn't it just a joke at a speech party! Obviously, he didn't participate in the monster sweeping of Fortress X at all, but he was embarrassed to say that it was completed under his leadership! ”

After speaking, he glanced at Barsac, who was clenched with his fists, "Barsak, the position of the centurion of the thirteenth team, the brothers all know who should take over." ”

"Wait, I'll let him understand who is the true heir of the eldest brother."

Barsac had just finished speaking, and Frey, who was covered in scars, happened to slowly walk towards a few people.

"What are you talking about?" Frey walked up to the crowd and grabbed his other shoulder with one hand, making a "click" sound from his moving joints.

"Nothing, just thinking about how to welcome our trusting centurion." As soon as Barsack spoke, the few people who had been surrounding him immediately shut their mouths.

"You don't have to be welcome, and to be honest, I was a bit surprised by Moda's decision.

You're Olaf's brother Basak, and I might have to ask you more about commanding. Frey may have been beaten stupid by Anna before, and he didn't notice the unkindness that flashed in Barsac's eyes.

Barsac also smiled, "Captain Frey is humble, he has commanded a big operation like sweeping Fort X, how could he not manage a small team." “

"Where, this is nothing more than a propaganda offensive of the church." Frey was a little embarrassed.

It's just that the few soldiers around Frey didn't seem to care about Frey's slightly frozen smile, and were still "touting".

"That is, how could a big man like Captain Frey, who wants to lead the Holy Land to end the threat of monsters and witches, not manage such a small team."

……

The eerie atmosphere made Frey even more embarrassed.

Seeing Frey's expression slightly stiff, Barsack smiled coldly, but almost in the next second, he regained his smile, and patted Frey's shoulder with one hand, "This group of brothers under my command is just joking, Captain Frey, don't mind." ”

"Uh-huh, I understand." Frey's embarrassed expression unfolded slightly.

Barsac also put one hand on Frey's shoulder, and led Frey towards the soldiers of the Thirteenth Team.

"What are you doing! Captain Frey has just arrived! Why are you still sharpening your broken sword here! Don't you take Captain Frey seriously? Barsack had only taken two steps before kicking the slightly obese soldier in the ass.

Only then did the fat soldier put down the big sword in his hand, turned around and stood up, "Ah! It turned out to be Captain Frey's arrival, but I didn't notice it before, so I'm really embarrassed. ”

"No, no, you don't have to be so restrained." Frey saw the fat soldier stand up in a standard military posture and apologize to himself, and his hands swung from side to side in front of his chest, looking a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's okay, my brothers are all rough people, and they don't know much etiquette, so they should teach a lesson." As he spoke, he gritted his teeth slightly, and the hand on Frey's shoulder grabbed Frey's injured shoulder again.

Hearing Frey's "hmm" cry out, he let go of his hand and looked at Frey "embarrassed", "Captain Frey, I'm sorry, I forgot that you were beaten by Captain Anna and couldn't get up on the ground before, and you didn't pay attention to it for a while, so you ...... it."

"It's okay, it's okay." Frey didn't wait for Barsac to finish speaking, and said that he really didn't want to get into such a stiff fight with his subordinates when he first arrived, and Barsac just "unintentionally" did it.

Kicked a few more soldiers who were "invisible" Frey with their heads down and recuperating, and Barsac couldn't help but scream.

"You bastards! All assembled! Don't you take Captain Frey seriously! ”

With Barsac's scolding, a group of "lazy and lazy" soldiers all suddenly moved.

In just ten seconds, there was already a neat queue.

All of them held their heads high, their eyes were blazing, and they were completely like two people before.

It's just that it seems that the eyes are focused on the wrong person, and they all look at Barsac who is giving orders.

As the captain, Frey is completely like a transparent person.

The embarrassed Frey's voice also began to become a little quieter, "Well, you don't have to be like this, just do it as usual, I'll fit in with everyone." “

But except for a gust of wind that swept away a leaf at Frey's feet, the group of soldiers remained silent, still staring at Barsac on the side.

"What are you doing! What are you doing? Captain Frey will talk to you again! ”

It wasn't until Barsac scolded again that the neatly lined up soldiers responded in unison, "Yes!" ”

Hearing the neat answer, Barsac squinted at Frey, and the corners of his mouth unabashedly swept into a disdainful smile.

It was only then that Barsac's expression dawned on Frey.

glanced at the neat queue of soldiers, only to find that the eyes were squinting at him.

But Frey, who trembled with anger, had just pulled out half of the sword at his waist, but pushed it back again, but turned away without looking back.

A few days later, Frey remembered that his eyes were still able to cluck when he looked at him squintingly.

Unconsciously the scene of himself dragging a thunderbolt scar to talk to Team 13 and the scene of a warm "welcome" from a group of people in Basak.

"It's a big deal, let's go out tomorrow and play our own games!" Frey gritted his teeth, his clenched fists pounding his thighs.