Lord Arnold, loyal to the kingdom of Anton Weisen, although they do not have deep contacts, but nominally, the other party is the country recognized by history.

For some reason, Lady Cathy Langar deigned to come here, and the whole town was in a state of panic.

The kingdom has been in a state of frequent military campaigns lately, and the awakening lion is rumored to roar and shake the half-hearted vassals who are ready to move.

Although Arnold recruits warlords and is administratively independent, it is wishful thinking to face the kingdom iron knights!

He announced an early tournament and invited Lady Cathy to watch it, in fact using it as a sign to gather the lackeys who were on their knees and allegiance.

The sharp-minded see the opportunity, and the same ambitions, the same vile souls, lead them to form groups and make windfalls in them.

Selling secret recipes, buying and selling illegal drugs, and buying alchemical materials......

And that's not all.

The daughter of the Langar family, the attraction is even greater than the vortex, and at this athletic conference, the nobles who have been included in the list are listed longer than the tavern menu.

And there are still neighboring forces and families with low status, sending their heirs here.

And none of them came empty-handed.

Looting and stealing valuables have become the most popular trades of the moment, and underground markets have never been more prosperous, with countless people being pierced with daggers every day in their trades......

But they enjoyed it, and the robbers and pickpockets were already in a carnival before the convention.

"This shipment completely ruined me."

The horse dealer whispered, revealing the birthplace of Hagena's remote coastal area, a dirty port known for theft and illegal trade.

Most of their businesses violate the lord's decrees, but the distribution of materials is uneven, and the various needs of the people at the bottom are forced to support this profession.

About two days ago, a beautiful black horse appeared on the grassy slope outside the city.

This farm, which is dedicated to grazing military horses, is occupied by it alone.

From the first time he stepped on the spot, the horse dealer knew that this beast was smarter than a child, elegant and handsome, and worth a lot of money.

Believing that it belonged to some nobleman, they formed a gang, bought the checkpoints, and devised a plan to shoot it down at night with a short arrow of secret medicine that they had begged for a lot of money.

But......

The specially invited "watchman" scared away from the city that night.

The horse dealer only knew in the language that the other party hastily left behind - this thing was Miss Cathy's mount.

And that woman is the source of Tayganda's.

Their wild dogs live on the remains of their prey, but they have taken the giant cubs.

Adam and Lukka didn't light the oil lamps, it was afternoon outside, and when the sun was just right, it was only when the house was covered and deliberately covered up, and the inside looked dim and oppressive.

Rewards and bans have been issued, horse dealers have entered the city through the trails to hide, unwitting troops have searched along the perimeter of the city, and many bandits and bandits have been affected by bloody slaughter.

"Why don't you kill it?"

"Don't dare, sir. Lady Cathy put down her words, if the horse became a corpse, the person responsible would regret being born in this world. Those Anton Weisen people know too well how to torture people! ”

"If I'm not mistaken, you just said that you have accomplices, where are the others now?"

"Heh, that group of scum ran overnight and was stopped by the captain of the Duheng guard in the city. At this moment, he was hanging from a big tree in the West End, his stomach was sliced open, and he smelled foul......

When we heard the news, we quickly ran away with our horses, and that night the old place was torn to pieces. ”

The horse dealer's expression was solemn, his hands and feet were tied, and he sat on the ground, if it weren't for the sound, he would be no different from a dead man.

"Fools, you have meat and you want to run away from the wolves."

At that moment, there was a strange noise in the room.

Da, da.

Royal Froma staggered to his feet, the grey cloth slipping off, as if a splint had just loosened the escalator.

"Oh my god, that's the last potion bottle. Untie us, my lord, it will kick our bones with its hooves, and it will hurt the crooked beaks and riffraff! ”

The horse dealer began to struggle, apparently with some bad memories, and although he was soon threatened by Luca to shut his mouth, he still trembled and even choked with sobs.

Adam untied his sword belt and threw it on the ground, spreading out his hands and spinning them around as if he were a search.

This creature is intelligent and has an amazing physique.

"Take it easy, kid."

He spoke softly and slowly approached the other.

Royal Froma shook his neck and sobbed, like a dying prisoner defending his last dignity.

It has elven blood, and can feel that the other party's bloodline has no history.

The legitimacy of the king has a blessing, and his heirs or canonized nobles are required to take an oath, and the kind of loyalty that is wagered on the name is protected, and curses or secret arts can be passed on!

Adam had come to the front, and he believed that the note was true.

Sure enough, the index finger ring mark flashed in the dimly lit room, and the old object that had changed throughout history was blessed with a lost secret technique.

Although it has been replaced, it has been engraved into the soul at the same time as recognizing Adam.

[The lord's ring will defend your identity before you die, and this will not be invalid because it is lost, and those who have a first glimpse of the mystery or the same blood origin can be aware of it. 】

"Whew, yes, good, relax."

The horses gasped and were quietly caressed, except for the occasional swaying and trampling due to fatigue and weakness, and there was little intention of resisting.

"Hell, you didn't get your fingers bitten off or your knees kicked off."

"Keep your mouth shut."

Adam scolded in a deep voice, and with a solemn face stroked the whip marks on the horse's body, carefully observing the blood clots.

Fortunately, there is no disability, and the condition is complete.

The saddle is gone, apparently this accessory has long been replaced with coins and is scattered somewhere.

……

At this time, outside the city of Taigangda.

The whip marks were horrifying, the flesh was blurred, and the corpse had completely lost its motion.

The onlooker opened his mouth sluggishly, and a foul stench came from under his crotch, and the water stains gathered and spread, mixing with the plasma.

The abuser washes his hands, curls up the hide, and dips it in water.

"It seems that he didn't deceive me, so what about you?"

The military commander's voice was cold, but he didn't get a response for a long time, and when he turned around, he found that several of the hooligans had passed out with convulsions, and their heads were still shaking.

"Well, you don't either, so you can't be wrong."

With a wave of his hand, the Anton Weisen cavalry pierced several hearts with steel swords, and then dragged them away and burned them all.

The military commissioner opened the delicate square box, and there was the Langar family emblem inside, and Lady Cathy once said:

"Royal Froma will never leave you without showing me my status symbol."

The cavalry had been assembled, and they had come to Taiganda with only ten men, but they were well-armed and skilled.

"Sir, if we leave like this, will those shitties be able to protect Lord Cathy?"

"Listen, you have a friend in the city, and the other party's methods are not simple, so it's not your turn to worry about it! Bitch-raised, do you understand how derelict it is for us to lose the royal Floma? ”

The cavalry was silent, and even their horses bowed their heads to avoid the reprimand.

His whip was never merciless, and military discipline was remembered and feared in the midst of brutality.

"Alright, the break is over. Now it's confirmed that Ma has never left the city at all, so he will go back with me to find it! ”

The horses covered in Mithril soft armor kicked up dust and clear hoof prints, destroying weeds and bombarding dirt roads.

After a long time, the crow fell.

They rested on the rotten wood, their feathers swaying in the autumn wind of the wilderness, silently waiting for the pile of charred and hot corpses to slowly lose their temperature.