Another round-faced girl hurriedly pulled her and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense! It's terrible to be heard! ”

The half-elf girl had a very arrogant temper, and raised her chin as if there was no one around: "What is there to be afraid of, I am just telling the truth, if it weren't for Lord Rudolph's connection, how could he become an official black guard at a young age?" I can be regarded as extraordinarily talented, at the age of twenty-one, I barely passed the test of Teacher Evgenia to become a ranger, why did someone obtain the inheritance of the Black Guard at the age of seventeen? If you want to rely on real skills, whether you believe it or not, I don't believe it anyway. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, that's what it is." A serious voice came from behind the half-elf girl.

The girl's willow eyebrows were raised, her face was angry, and she was about to have a seizure when she turned around, but her expression froze suddenly, and she said a little curtly: "Second Lieutenant Ivan, I'm not targeting you......"

Ivan glared at her coldly, and said angrily: "Young Master Roland's strength, I have witnessed it with my own eyes, I can fight against the orc berserker with only one strength, and kill it with only two swords, which of you can do it?" ”

The half-elf girl bit her lip, her eyes rolling around, as if calculating how much she could stand in the same situation.

Before she could come to a conclusion, Ivan continued, "Young Master Roland had not yet obtained the Blackguard Inheritance when he accomplished this feat, can you?" ”

The half-elf girl's face suddenly turned pale when she heard this, no matter how proud she was, she had to face the reality, not to mention before she changed jobs, even if she was now singled out with the orc berserker, the hope of winning was no more than thirty percent.

Taking a deep breath, the girl bit her lip and walked up to Roland silently, put her right hand into a fist across her chest, bowed to him, and said with difficulty: "I'm sorry, I didn't say anything just now, please forgive me." ”

Roland swallowed the last piece of bread soaked in the soup, patted off the crumbs of bread on his hand, and turned back to the half-elf girl and smiled: "Those who don't know are not guilty, I accept your apology, then please pay for this meal." ”

The half-elf girl was stunned for a moment, then sneered, and sat down beside him, raising her willow eyebrows, and faintly charming in the corners of her eyes.

"Just inviting you to dinner isn't enough to express my apologies, how about a couple of drinks together? The fruit wine at this shop is very good. ”

Roland was secretly amused.

Elf girls, including half-elf girls, are not as noble and glamorous as people remember.

They are indeed very proud, disdainful of those who look down on them, but in the face of the man they like, they have another enthusiastic and unrestrained attitude, not only not cold, but also let go of their reserve and pursue love, and their sexual concepts are more open than most human girls, but the concept of marriage is very weak, after all, the free nature of the chaotic camp.

With Roland's current capital, it can be said that "Pan Donkey Deng Xiaoxian" is readily available, and it is very easy to make a girl, but he is new to the other world, and he still retains the caution of a traverser, plus the original owner of this body is not the kind of merciful boy who is merciful everywhere, if he makes an abnormal move, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not arouse suspicion, for the sake of safety, he had to ignore the half-elf girl's hookup hints, took the coffee and drank it all, got up and said with a smile: "Drinking is free, I will go to the military camp to listen to the class, and there will be a period later." ”

Ivan got up and followed, "Young Master Roland, I'm going to class too, okay?" ”

"Okay, I'm missing an old driver to lead the way."

"Old driver?"

"Well, that's what the seniors meant."

"Young Master Roland is really a witty one."

"Haha, dear Vanka, you're such a sycophant."

Roland and Ivan leave the tavern with their backs on their backs.

The half-elf girl looked at his sturdy back infatuately, her cheeks flushed, and murmured: "Young Master Roland is not only handsome, but also humorous and approachable, he is really a rare good man." ”

The round-faced girl gave her a fierce look, "Just now you said that people are gentlemen." ”

"I didn't know him at the time!"

"Tsk, look at your cheeks, come and let me shoot an arrow, try how thick it is!"

Roland walked out of the store, heard the girl's laughter behind him, looked up at the bright spring light in the afternoon, breathed the air without the slightest pollution, and suddenly felt that the world was actually very good.

In the center of the barracks is a large wooden complex that is the destination of Roland and Ivan's trip - the militia training ground.

The Far East has a harsh climate but abundant natural resources, forests are all over the wilderness, and timber costs almost nothing. The training ground is lavishly built of whole logs, the walls are unpainted, and the bark of the pine tree is exposed, and the rugged architecture complements the atmosphere of the barracks.

Roland followed Ivan's example and took off his leather boots and walked barefoot into the hall, the floor under his feet had been trampled on many times, the wood texture had been rubbed very smooth, and the touch was thick, and he walked on it without making a sound.

The inside of the training arena was very spacious, and Roland visually inspected it, and it was the size of four basketball occasions. There were no seats around the venue, and the young blackguards who had been trained sat on the ground, looking at the center of the field without squinting.

A man in Mithril chain mail sits cross-legged in the middle of the training ground, telling the students about his understanding of faith, and his words make no secret of his worship of the goddess of fate.

"This is Colonel Pavel, our Blackguard's professional skills instructor, who is preaching to newcomers and guiding them to become orthodox followers of Goddess Sindra." Ivan whispered in Roland's ear.

Roland nodded, looking into the middle of the field. Colonel Pavel looked to be about thirty years of age, not very tall, and his fair and delicate face made him look more like a man of letters than a knight, with an elegant mustache that appeared more mature than his age.

He spoke without hesitation, and his voice was clear and sincere, and it was very infectious.

"Don't let fanaticism sway your beliefs, the great goddess of fate doesn't need fanatics, how can a madman who can't even control his own actions see the direction of fate? We must remain rational and restrained while being religious, gather strength under the guidance of faith, and follow closely behind our leader, General Rudolph, and wait for the time to take charge of our own destiny. With that, Colonel Pavel clenched his left fist across his chest.

"Steadfast in faith and faithful to the leader! Wait for the right moment and take control of your destiny! ”

All the young black guards also followed his example, clenching their fists and saluting, their faces were full of resoluteness, and they all had a hint of tacit understanding when they made eye contact with each other.

Roland followed the crowd and saluted, but there was a wave in his heart.

He found that there was a slight difference between the formal Black Guard salute and the Imperial salute, with the left hand instead of the right hand.

He closed his eyes and retrieved his memories from before the seizure, quickly finding the relevant information. Rudolf Kholas once said to his son: "The right hand of a warrior must hold the weapon at all times, even if it is to salute the commander, it is not contrary to this principle, so we blackguards salute with our left hand." ”

It's okay to fool Roland before he crossed over, and it's okay to fool the imperial bureaucrats in the castle, but he can't fool Roland now.

What a solemn ceremony is a military salute, can you change it?

The Blackguard's prayer is also very meaningful.

"Firm faith, loyal to the leader, wait for the opportunity, and control your destiny!" These four sentences may seem ordinary, but they are actually profound, blending religious beliefs, personality cults, action slogans, and the belief of victory!

"You told me a prayer? ! Is this Nima obviously an underground party member's revolutionary program? Roland wiped a cold sweat, and finally understood how ambitious his cheap father was: to arm the army in faith and ideology, and now the commander of the militia, when the time is ripe, he will be the great warlord of the Far East.

With a wry smile, Roland had to face the reality: "I originally wanted to be a peaceful yain and live a happy life, but now it seems that there is no play, the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop." ”