Inside the Seth Watchtower Camp.

Near a construction site under construction, in a simple two-story wooden hut, four guests from outside are sitting upright.

"Dear Knight Icasa! What the hell is this place! ”

A somewhat sharp, slightly caustic voice sounded, and a young man sitting on a chair in the hut, covering his nose with a white handkerchief, asked a knight beside him with a somewhat unhappy expression.

The man was exquisitely dressed, his black silk clothes were embroidered with delicate yellow patterns, the intricate coats of arms of the nobility were magnificent, the white shirt was spotless, and the white woman-like skin was puffed with some foul-smelling powder.

"O my God! It's all dirt and the foul smell of dead bodies all along the way! It's like a pigsty! O my God! The people here are also a bunch of pig-like brutes, look at their dirty clothes, and the smell of mud and sweat! Host us in such a place! It's an insult to the nobility! It's a provocation to Viscount Winton! ”

The cissy man chattered and complained, hiding his nose and being picky, and looking through the window at the hard-working slaves outside with disgust.

"Sir! You'd better keep your mouth shut! This is not the bustling and comfortable Snow Stone District of Xiliu City, and the people here are not vassals loyal to you, they are mercenaries! It's a murderer! It's a bunch of villains! It's all a bunch of outlaws! They dare to do anything! ”

"I advise you, keep your mouth shut! Your words have already offended the leader here, do you see those hostile eyes around you? Take off your noble garment, and the crowd will hang you to the camp in minutes! Like the disobedient ogre slaves. ”

A heavy voice came, and the voice was calm and powerful, like the most stable rock in the wind and snow of the Northland.

It was said by a middle-aged knight with a resolute face.

In addition to that scathing sissy, there were three knights in the cabin.

The three knights were silent, and the other two sat quietly with their eyes closed until the middle-aged knight spoke.

It can be seen.

The three knights were also warriors who had seen blood on the battlefield, they were wearing aristocratic armor, a layer of linen robe over the hard gray-black half-body armor, and the cold and sturdy helmets were kept by them, and if there was any movement, they could put on the helmets and get up to fight as soon as possible.

These people have powerful arms, one hand rests on the hilt of the sword at their waist even if they sit upright, their breath is cold, their faces are resolute, and their eyes can see vigilance and fearlessness.

They are a real group of fighting knights.

"Hell! Knights of Icazar! How dare these lowly barbarians attack the nobles?! Do they want to be hanged! I must get out of here......"

The man in fine clothes did not seem to listen to the Knight of Icazar, and he continued to complain as he pleased, and his harsh language did not cease for a moment.

The middle-aged resolute knight Icasa shook his head secretly, his face a little gloomy.

Unlike the nobles in fine costumes, Icasa, as the representative of Viscount Winton, was old and respectful in character, and when he was young, he participated in many wars of foreign development and clean-up of Xiliu City, and his bravery and loyalty were tested by blood.

Looking out of the wooden house.

Rows of slaves who were honestly carrying wood and stone for the defense of the camp, a hint of solemnity flashed in Icaza's eyes.

The number and variety of these slaves outside are more than the humans in the camp, but they still work honestly, and even those kobolds are even more afraid of hospitality, and the group of people who occupy the Seth Guard Tower is not simple.

Wild creatures like ogres and bear goblins, they are ferocious by nature, and even if they are tamed, they can rebel and defect at any time if there is a disparity in strength.

And the slaves here, when the camp defense is so weak, they all behave very honestly, which shows that this group of people still has some means.

However, when Ikasa thought about the power and mission he represented behind him, a hint of confidence could not help but appear on his face.

Regardless of the origin of this group of people, in the territory of Westflow City, no one can ignore the forces represented by Icasa.

Not to mention.

As a veteran figure in the knight class of Weststream, Icasa has a lot of channels to get news, and he has also received some rumors about the recent actions of the high-level.

Recently, there has been a lot of news in the aristocratic social circles of Xiliu City about the disagreement between the new city lord and the noble forces in the city on some issues.

Itasa knew very well that the above had already reached a consensus on whether to intervene in the military dispute in the Emerald Territory.

The new lord of the castle won a political victory.

War is inevitable.

What the aristocratic forces are arguing about now is nothing more than the distribution of the benefits of the Emerald Territory's war.

It's just that many people haven't seen through this, and there are all kinds of rumors in Xiliu City, which are just a means for many adults to confuse the public.

No matter how political interests are contested, Icassa clearly knows that those at the top are foxes who don't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles.

They dared to go to war, and there was a consensus from many parties, and it was clear that it was profitable.

Once the war starts, the power of Xiliu City will inevitably expand further.

Icasa, who represents the side of Viscount Winton, the aristocratic power of Weststream, is also bound to achieve more in the war as a knight of war.

He believed that under this general trend, a small mercenary organization would not dare to go against the will of Viscount Winton.

For this visit, he himself still has an optimistic attitude in his heart.

Merely.

In this optimistic state of mind, there are still some rat droppings that make him feel melancholy.

Like the chattering knight next to him.

It is said that war is a continuation of politics.

Viscount Winton, as the representative of most of the nobles in Xiliu City, has not been wrestling with the City Lord's Mansion for a day or two.

For this war, he naturally wants to seek more benefits.

But after all, Viscount Winton is only a representative of the aristocratic class, and in addition to the powerful city lord's mansion, he also has a variety of aristocratic allies.

Obviously.

Viscount Winton and his friends seem to have reached some tacit agreement, they want to take in some benefits beyond the distribution.

Thereupon.

This strange combination appeared.

Three knights representing the Viscount Winton's armed forces and a delicate noble prince were sent to this barbaric land at the same time.

Although Ikazar doesn't know what is so special about this Seth watchtower, it is definitely inseparable from the war policy of the upper echelons.

Their arrival is obviously a combination of many aristocratic forces behind them.

Since Viscount Winton can join forces with others, the importance of this Seth Guard Tower can be imagined.

Just as Icazar was thinking about the treacherous situation in Xiliu City.

Not far away, a tall young man with a somewhat pale face and a kobold who were submissive were walking in this direction.