Whatever the reason, the news of the death of the chief monk Midler will greatly damage morale and cast a bleak shadow on the battle of the dragon slayer, so the actions of several chief monks at this time are correct, but Luo Lan can't help but playfully think that if it is really the black dragon side that does it, then as long as they know a little common sense in this regard, spread the news, even if the chief monks deny it to the end, it will inevitably cause some negative effects at that time. [Full text reading.]

Mogowarts looked at it with a deep gaze, no matter how slanderous, Luo Lan had to admit that the elder monk gave people a pleasing feeling in every gesture, just like this moment of his eyes, cordial and frank, without a trace of impurities, like an old friend for many years greeting his former companion who has returned from afar.

His demeanor and temperament are deeply deposited in a great aristocratic family, not those nouveau riche can be compared, at this time he is high, as if to prove that even nobles are different, not only identity, but also connotation.

His gaze was cast on the face of the Rust priest, and the oppressive force that Luo Lan felt that day reappeared on the latter's body.

Rust Sacrifice did not show as calmly as Luo Lan, he was even shocked by the momentum and demeanor, he stood up busily, rubbed his mouth, and let out two "oh oh" sounds without words, and was stunned and didn't say anything. One of the Templar swordsman captains behind him coughed, as if to remind him.

The Rust priest finally came to his senses and said hurriedly: "That's ...... so"

Mogowatts looked at him with a smile on his face, leaning forward a little, as if waiting for his next words.

The Rust priest lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to touch the other party's gaze, and said in a low voice, "We have selected a suitable candidate......

"I beg your pardon for not hearing clearly. Mogowatts waved his hand, smiled, and said, "Can the priest repeat it again?"

The smile fell into Rust's eyes. He felt even more nervous, his throat moved, and he mustered up courage and said with a trembling voice, "I mean." After careful consideration by the captains and me, we decided that we should not cause any trouble to the esteemed chief friars and monks present, so we decided to nominate a commander who was sufficient to take on the important task. ”

As he spoke, his voice grew louder and louder, and he no longer seemed to be flustered. And he tried to make his words sound tactful, of course, how the other party understood them was not something he could control. Originally, he was still apprehensive in his heart, worried that the other party would be annoyed and angry, but after saying it in one breath, he felt that the block in his chest seemed to dissipate, and he sighed in his heart, it turns out that some things are so simple.

Luo Lan, who was sitting opposite, also breathed a sigh of relief, he was really worried about this old priest who didn't seem to have experienced such a scene. Looking at the sweat on the other party's head, I was really afraid that the latter would break his heartstrings due to nervousness, and if he died, he would want to cry without tears.

"Is that so?" Unexpectedly, Mogoworths didn't show any annoyance, he nodded quite understandingly, and said calmly, "I suppose this should be a warrior with a lot of military strategy, right?"

"It should ...... It's the ground. Rust said in a tone that he couldn't be sure of, causing the three Templar swordsmen behind him to frown.

Thankfully, Mogowatts didn't dwell on the issue, and he nodded graciously. With a smile, he asked, "I take the liberty of asking the Lower Rakst, which noble monk has won this honor?"

All eyes were on Rust's face, and he felt not only Mogoworth, but also Deanlance, Naoras, and even Mavis staring at him, and he couldn't help but feel his throat dry, but suddenly. An unknown courage poured out from the corner of his body, and it seemed that the whole person was excited, he shook the staff in his hand hard, tried to straighten his chest, and raised his voice: "We have chosen the knightly land to be a noble crown prince. At the same time, he is also a commander who can fight well. No, it shouldn't be said about choice. It should be said that it is the guidance of the Lord, who has chosen for us a man who can be trusted—Lord Alexander Knight!"

As soon as his words came out, there was a burst of whispers from the audience, some of whom were still very unfamiliar with the name, while others were very familiar.

Luo Lan glanced at Rust with some surprise, and said in his heart that although this sacrificial lord was cowardly, he was still an excellent god stick, and he knew that he would first buckle a big hat in the name of the Lord, so that even if some people doubted him, they did not dare to doubt the God of Light.

"I doubt that a knight of Alexandria has such outstanding abilities. "Unexpectedly, it wasn't the others who attacked first, but the bright and radiant Monk Mayvis in the heavy armor of the Crimson Knight.

Her beautiful eyes shot a light like the scorching sun, and she said coldly: " The monks who led you to fight this time all have extraordinary strength, have enough identities to match, and have the experience of leading the battle, this is not just a knight who doesn't know where to come out can be compared, if the Rust sacrifice is only considered for some obscure reasons, then this knight advises you not to do so, because this is not only about your personal glory, but also related to the success or failure of the entire dragon slaying battle, that is absolutely not allowed to go wrong, I hope that the priest can consider it carefully. ”

Her words were sharp, direct and undisguised, and even pointed out the reason why Rust had chosen so much, and her aggressive posture was as unsheathed as a sword.

In this tense atmosphere, Rust changed his cowering style just now, he bowed deeply, and bowed his head: "Your Excellency, Your Excellency Brother Mayvis, and all your lords, I must state that Brother Alexander is not only a knight, but also a crown prince, the next king of the kingdom of Lundanton. He raised his head, looked around slowly, and said, "Isn't such a knight with the most noble status enough to lead us?"

"A few days ago, five ships of the Order of Monks were attacked by a succubus disguised as a singer on their way to Rhino Point Bay, and there was much evidence that she was a subordinate of the evil black dragon Nimbast, and it was this Alexander knight who maintained a rare vigilance and sobriety when most of the ships were lost to the joy of soul calming. turned the tide, not only killed the succubus, but also rescued everyone, just ask. Isn't such a wise and calm knight enough to win our support?"

"Born in the kingdom of Lundantin, a kingdom that has been at war with its neighbors for many years, he spent his childhood on the battlefield, experienced unimaginable tempering and forging, and once commanded an army of tens of thousands. Isn't such a commander who is proficient in battle formations enough to convince us?"

Rust poured out all the words in his chest in one go, and the brilliance of his words made Luo Lan secretly applaud, it seems that this priest is not for nothing, at least, his eloquence is enough to prove that he can get to the status he has today.

Luo Lan looked at the chief Mayvis. Holding his breath, success or failure was made or broken in one fell swoop.

Alexander was a clever move he had arranged.

First of all, Alexander was not subordinate to any faction, which was not only the best way to put the conflict aside for the time being, but it was also very likely that he would be the object of future co-optation, so that his food problem would be enough to be solved.

Secondly, the kingdom of Lundanton is a desert zone of the Illuminati, although some nobles are devout to the Lord. However, because of the remoteness and desolation of the area, no clergy were willing to go there to suffer, but Rust and others were different, they themselves had no roots in the Central Continent, and when they arrived in such a place, they could not only continue to spread the faith they brought from the Western Continent, but also did not need to change. It is also acceptable to be given a higher status than before, both mentally and substantively.

The combination of these two aspects can be said to be that each takes what it needs and tends to its own interests.

After listening to Rust's story, Brother Mayvis couldn't help but be moved. She stood up. He said loudly, "Which one is the Knight of Alexander?"

"Me!"

As a voice sounded from the farthest corner, a heroic figure also stood up. As a royal family, Alexander naturally has an extraordinary magnificent momentum on his body, and because he was born in a remote and wild country, he has an uninhibited and heroic publicity, a confident smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, he nodded slightly, and said: "Brother Mayvis, it is quite an honor to be asked by Your Excellency. ”

Mayvis stared at the heroic man, as if judging whether he deserved such praise and glory, and the temperament of the other party was completely different from that of the knights under her command, and she couldn't help but have ripples in her beautiful eyes, and she let out a sigh of emotion, and said, "I have not met such an outstanding person until today. ”

"Boom!"

She pulled out the saber on her waist and pointed it directly at Alexander, the sharp sword was cold under the magic lamp, and said solemnly: "Knight, I, Mayvis Constantine, the twelfth rank of the upper monk, bathed in the light of the Seven Knights, now asks you in the name of the sage, are you willing to join the Knight Alliance and jointly enjoy and maintain the order under the stars?"

Alexander looked back at Mayvis's serious eyes, and in a moment he had made up his mind, and without hesitation, he replied loudly, "I do!"

"Knight," a smile welled up in Mayvis' eyes, and she pointed her sword at Alexander's side, "and you should now draw your sword and recite the knight's creed with me." ”

Alexander took a deep breath, he suddenly drew his long sword, then pointed diagonally into the air, and his voice was sonorous, and he shouted with Mayvis: "Sword and blood, knight's soul!"

Mayvis exhaled softly, she put her sword back into her sheath, and said with a smile, "Welcome, Your Excellency, Knight Alexander, you are now a member of the Knights' Alliance. She raised her jade hand, and clapped as if no one was around, and at first there was only her crisp applause in the hall, but then, all the knights present came to their senses, and clapped their palms desperately to greet the new colleague, and then, more and more people joined the ranks, and let out a tidal wave.

Morgowards and Dean Lance glanced at each other, and smiled bitterly in their hearts, they didn't expect that they spent half a day of hard work, and actually gave Mayvis such a decisive hand, and picked up a big bargain to go back, and now everyone can see that winning over Alexander is to win over the power left by Brother Middler.

The two of them had been wary of each other in the process, and each used their own means, but in the end, Mayvis intervened, which was indeed unexpected, and they couldn't help but sigh, they still underestimated the female knight too much.

"Knight Alexander, he's not a man of high morals. ”

An old voice resounded throughout the audience, completely suppressing the applause, and everyone couldn't help but look at the person who said it.

The person who spoke was none other than Master Olasser, and the position where he sat was worth speculating, he was a little more distant from the other monks, not close, not far away, his eyes narrowed slightly, his cloudy eyes flashed with a strange light, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened a little, he looked around, and snorted softly: "I have evidence that during the voyage, Knight Alexander was not the hero who so-called eradicated evil, but someone else who really made the move. ”