Ren Fan found that he was the standard 'honest mouth'.

Obviously, he always makes all kinds of excuses for himself, saying that he is 'just for the future', 'finding himself a better background' and so on, but in fact, when human beings encounter difficulties, he can't help but take action.

After all, even if you know that you and they may not be the same species at all, it is not a pleasant thing to watch these creatures with the same appearance fall in front of you.

Grabbed by Onexia's claws, through the almost transparent shield under him, the black smoke from the once familiar streets and alleys, listening to the bursts of miserable howls that came from nothing, Ren Fan couldn't help but close his eyes in some pain.

After all, he is not a bastard who disregards human life, or a hero. No matter what the world is, he is just an ordinary person with an excess of sympathy.

Onexia's huge figure streaked through the air, and from the city gate to Stormhaven, it was only a distance for her to flutter her wings. Lothar, who was organizing the first civilians to board the ship in the harbor, felt a large shadow pass over him, and when he looked up, he saw a huge dragon hovering around him.

The civilians who were waiting to board the ship also raised their heads, although they lived in the same world, for them, the dragon was really a new thing. These legendary creatures are noble and powerful, but due to their special status, most of the dragons in folklore are on the side of justice, helping human warriors slaughter a troll, marry a high elf or something.

But they seem to have forgotten one thing, and that is that none of the legendary good-natured dragons seem to be black.

As a nobleman, Lothar, who was a scholar for a period of time when he was young and ignorant, knew very well the meaning of the black scales.

Black Dragon, banished evil dragon, mad destroyer.......

Clutching the Great Royal Sword at his waist, Lothar held back the panic on his face. Beside him, Khadgar nodded slightly, signaling that he was ready. If this black dragon really has too much vodka and has nothing to do to trouble them, then he will be the first to ......

Scare him or her away......

There is no way, people have rough skin and thick flesh and can fly, and Khadgar, who has not yet been able to fully integrate the power of the Guardians, can only do now to put a few large fireballs to scare and scare people.

But then, the horror turned to ecstasy. Slowly lowering his elevation with his huge wings, Lothar narrowed his eyes slightly in a cloud of dust, and saw a familiar creature in the dragon's claws.

Gently patted Onexia's giant claws, and when she let go of her claws, Ren Fan fell from mid-air. But it seemed that the feeling of weakness had not subsided, and his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees. took a step forward, as if he wanted to get involved with Ren Fan, but immediately, he was pushed away by a person. Onexia, who had regained her human form in mid-air, pushed Lothar aside with a not very good-looking face, helped Ren Fan up, and then glared at Lothar viciously, and stood behind Ren Fan obediently.

Ren Fan was red-eyed just now, and she didn't care about anything, but she could see it clearly. This Lothar not only did not call the two of them when he retreated, but instead had a taste of using Ren Fan as a shield. Although Ornixia would not hesitate to make the same decision if she were in the same position, this is not a reason to forgive.

Somewhat embarrassed, she took two steps back, and Lothar's true identity surprised Lothar a little. At this time, he no longer cares about his identity, face and other things. The beauty beside Ren Fan is a dragon, so her brother must also be a dragon! And with two dragons by his side, let alone retreat, even a counterattack is not impossible......

As if seeing something, Khadgar couldn't help but pull Lothar's sleeve and whispered:

"Don't forget who they are......"

A basin of cold water instantly calmed Lothar down. Identity issues! Although dragons generally disdain human affairs, it is different when it comes to black dragons. According to the books he saw in Medivan, the Black Dragon King had committed public wrath in the war 10,000 years ago! With these two black dragons, not to mention whether it can complete the 'great cause of restoring the country'. Even if it could, in the future, Stormwind would be labeled as an 'enemy lackey' in the eyes of the dragons.

And at that time......

Gently patting Onexia's hand, Ren Fan smiled and shook his head. Although Ren Fan also felt that Lothar's behavior was not very particular, it was obvious that he needed to focus on the overall situation at this time. I wanted to show a free and easy smile, but I didn't know which sore muscle I was pulling, and in an instant, the smile became extremely strange, and Lothar couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"Your Majesty, is there anything I can do for you?"

"No, I'm not your majesty, your majesty is there."

After Lothar, in the arms of the guards, a baby was sleeping soundly. Slightly surprised, then Ren Fan hugged his fist at Lothar. How tempting the title of king is, just think about the rebellious ministers and thieves who have succeeded each other in Chinese history. Without enough perseverance, such a decision cannot be made.

"So, Sir Lothar, what do I need to do now?"

"If possible, please help you to the first line of defense to assist in the defense." Lothar said hesitantly, but looking at Ren Fan's expression, he didn't seem to resist too much, so he breathed a sigh of relief. Ren Fan's help can be said to be an unexpected joy. After all, the combat effectiveness he showed before was really eye-catching.

But hearing Lothar say this, Onexia, who had been holding back and not making a sound, immediately quit. She knows exactly how much side effect her spell will have on her body after it is lifted, not to mention her combat strength at this time, if she can maintain such a weak state now, she must praise her talent.

But before she could speak, a dark shadow suddenly appeared on the side, chattering in an exaggerated aria, and without hesitation, he covered Onexia's mouth and dragged it aside.

"Oh, my lovely sister, where have you been, do you know brother, I want to kill you!"

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Oh, sister, I know you miss your brother too, let's find a place to have a good chat......"

"Woooooooooo......oo Knock knock knock ......"

"Oh, you're still as naughty as you were when you were a kid, and you beat me in the chest with your little fist, wow...... Hahaha, ahem, ahem...... It's just spitting blood, my brother is just too excited, hahaha......"

"Woohoo......"

"Ah...... Hahaha, sister, you have good teeth......"

Looking at Onexia, who was half-dragged aside like Nefarian, Ren Fan didn't say much. Just now in order to save herself, Onexia showed her true body. With her identity, it is naturally extremely dangerous to do so, after all, there is a bronze dragon in the city, maybe at this time, the people of the Dragon Sleep Temple are already on the way here, so it is better for her to hide.

Subconsciously touching his lips, Ren Fan thought absentmindedly, and didn't even listen to Lothar's advice.

"So, Viscount Ren Fan, do you understand?"

"Uh, I'm sorry, what did you say?"

"Sir Lothar said that he made you a viscount in the capacity of a prisoner, and gave you the rank of garrison of the First Front, with full authority over all the troops of the First Front." Khadgar, who was on the side, kindly reminded.

The status of a viscount is nothing, and it is not uncommon for an earl to be given in such a situation where the country is ruined. Fief? It doesn't matter if you want the entire Elwyn Forest to you, but you'll have to run the orcs away first.

But this garrison officer is debatable. Ren Fan knows very well how many pounds and taels he has, a rookie who has not been on the battlefield a few times, the highest official is just the leader of the middle school duty team, and he is the commander of the army of thousands of people as soon as he gets started? Don't make trouble, Ren Fan doesn't like to joke about other people's lives, and he doesn't like to joke with his own lives. It would be more useful to let him command these thousands of people than to let them go directly to the bayonet and play Banzai Charge.

"Sir Lothar, I find it difficult for me to take on such a position......"

Waving his hand, Lothar interrupted Ren Fan's words. Lothar was still very satisfied with his reaction. After all, he was completely unprepared to entrust the lives of thousands of soldiers to this layman. Waving behind him, a familiar guy walked over.

Patting the captain of the pro-soldier on the shoulder, Lothar smiled and said to Ren Fan:

"Wendsol as your deputy, how about it, are you more confident?"