"Lord Earl, a person's identity is not an important issue, even within our Order, there are all kinds of people from different origins."

Elijah replied slowly—his hand resting on the fence of the flowerbed, his gaze wandering silently on a hyacinth with its outstretched leaves, one of which was already blooming a little blue, its fine, curly petals like the threads on those fine carpets.

"The same flower has different colors, and the rich colors make the scenery in front of you beautiful—"

"I'm sorry, Elijah. I do have some prejudices against the mountain people, and they bring back unpleasant memories for me. Of course, as the lord of Talon, a narrow and arrogant mind is undoubtedly a great mistake, and thank you for the reminder that I was corrected in time. ”

The conversation between the two was quite codeword, but Count Wolf was very frank, and the two smiled at each other, and the relationship between them did not look like a lord and a knight, but almost a pair of old friends who had known each other for many years-

In fact, Elijah Eliot was one of the few figures who could influence Count Wolfe's decision-making, and in this respect he gained even more trust than the successor to the Earl's title, Fred Wolfe.

Time passed in a whispered conversation between the two.

The morning breeze and the light of the sun spread in the garden, and a faint pillar of soft light pierced the promenade in the garden, and the two walked peacefully, discussing the current war, the current situation, and the future of Tarun—

The management of a territory does not only rely on strong force to do a good job, most of the time, it needs to consider many aspects, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it affects the whole body.

"Then I'll leave it to you to teach the Ensadians a lesson."

However, Count Wolf was still indignant at what the Ensadians had done, and when he saw the knight in front of him nod solemnly, he immediately smiled with satisfaction - Elijah had never let him down, and it was the greatest blessing of a lord to have such a loyal and capable subordinate.

"Lord Earl, it doesn't seem to be too early."

"Well, I'll be waiting for you and the amazing young man in the study."

When he came to the City Lord's Mansion, Elijah had already watched the time, and now more than half an hour had passed, but there were only ten minutes left before the eight o'clock in the morning that he had agreed with the young man—the City Lord's Mansion was most of the main street away from the Iris Knights, and if it was a ride, this time would be completely sufficient.

When Elijah returned to the Order's station, he met Gross and his knights—the knights formed an impenetrable circle centered on the young man, and in this circle, a knight with a sword in his hand was engaged in swordsmanship with the young man.

To be precise, it should be said that it is guidance.

Gross's swordsmanship is essentially the essence of countless players' combat experience and experience, and the knights' martial arts come from the practice and exercise of one board and one eye, in contrast, Gross's every move and style makes these knights have a refreshing feeling-

In front of the eyes of these knights, it was as if a new world had opened up regarding the use of the long sword.

The voices of admiration and emotion are endless.

Gross squinted, and couldn't help but feel a little smug in his heart - being a good teacher is a common human psychology, and he is naturally not exempt from vulgarity, but his reason makes him more or less restrained, and does not show that kind of smug look.

When Elijah entered the camp, he quickly jumped off his horse, and the soldiers who were already tending to the horses took the reins. His steps were getting closer and closer, and he was walking quickly towards the noisy space in the camp—

"Commander—"

"Lord Elliot—"

Several sharp-eyed soldiers noticed Elijah's arrival, and immediately saluted and shouted—

The originally lively atmosphere seemed to have fallen into freezing point at this moment, and the knights were still communicating and discussing in various ways one second, and the next second, although they still maintained their previous posture and movements, they lost all their voices-

Then the knights and officers turned around and lined up in line to salute Elijah.

The tacit understanding between each other is like one person.

It's not a loss to the elite troops in the Northland, the Iris Knights.

Elijah saw Gross outside the ranks of the knights—the young man withdrew his sword and nodded to Elijah. His status is not a soldier, so those military etiquette does not apply to him for the time being.

……

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the City Lord's Mansion a street away.

The guards of the City Lord's Mansion nodded and smiled when they saw Elijah, and without any hindrance, Gross and Elijah walked through the garden of the vestibule under the guidance of a servant, and came to the outside of Count Wolfe's study—

The area of the city lord's mansion is very large, there are ten acres, and the buildings of different heights are scattered among all kinds of beautiful trees, if there is no familiar person to lead the way, it is very easy for people to get lost.

Count Wolf's study was an inconspicuous three-story stone house in the city lord's mansion, and at the top of the house was a graceful curved spire, like an open umbrella cover, this kind of style was typical in the Elantt kingdom in the last century, and in this day and age, it is no longer very common—

Probably, it should belong to a cultural relic that records the vicissitudes of history. Gross's guess proved correct, and he quickly saw that the building's façade was covered with turquoise vines, and in some damp, dark corners, patches of moss like abstract paintings were everywhere.

"Lord Elliot, Lord Count is waiting for you in the study."

Earl Wolfe's maid bowed and spoke gently to Elijah. Her gaze lingered on the young man's face beside the Knight Captain, but she quickly moved away.

Meeting rooms, corridors, spiral stairs.

The sound of sonorous footsteps sounded.

After entering the study, Gross finally met the Lord of Taron, "Count Wolf", Savalen Wolfe, who had left a strong mark on history.

"You may be seated, don't be too restrained, young man."

The furnishings in the study were not luxurious at first glance, there were no dazzling gold and silver utensils, no elegant classical oil paintings or vases, and the walls of the study were covered with a layer of pure brown wallpaper, and in a few conspicuous places, there were several brass coat hooks, and a huge air-dried bear head with a diameter of three feet—

Underneath the bear's head was a dark brown fur couch, which, judging by the color, also seemed to come from the poor giant bear. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} 》，; Talk about life and find a confidant~

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