Thinking that the sacrifices of countless people in the past and present were only exchanged for a desolate sigh, Finn couldn't help but want to scold Prince Juventus and the bastard nobles who supported the alliance with the undead at that time were all dogs, and said that if he couldn't save this tragedy in this life, it would be a shame to predict the future advantage, even if he went to the realm of the dead after death, he would never be willing to rest in peace. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, when Countess Kalea asked him if he supported the Regent and Her Royal Highness the Princess, he didn't say it too thoroughly, but in his heart he had already decided to help Princess Tiphia successfully resolve the damned Violet Civil War in history, so that in the ensuing Demon Tide War, the remaining manpower would defend against the invasion of the Dark Alliance south, so as to achieve the ultimate goal of trying to reverse his fate from the beginning of his life.

Suddenly, the caravan slowed down along the riverbank, the voices of people outside the carriage became noisy, and the carriage in which Finn, Lilith, and Countess Callea were riding stopped a few seconds later, and the merchant convoy seemed to be in trouble.

"What's going on out there?" The Countess of Calea immediately became alert, and thought to herself, could she not have encountered bandits in this wilderness?

A flash of vigilance flashed across the countess's face, and Finn then looked at Lilith, who was still expressionless beside him, then turned his head to pick up the curtain of the car window, stuck out his head and called out to a young man riding a horse to protect the carriage: "May I ask why the convoy stopped?" Is there something going on up ahead? ”

The young man turned his head and recognized at a glance that Finn was one of the distinguished guests of the caravan given to them by the Lord Tax Collector under the command of the Duke of Conlotte, and immediately replied with a smile: "Please don't worry, Mr. Finn, this team will never forget to bring a team of mercenaries with them every time they travel, ordinary robbers can't rob us at all." ”

Finally, his two clever pupils twirled against the edges of his sockets, and he added to Finn, "Oh yes, I almost forgot to introduce myself." My name is Ramel Dart, a bard who travels with caravans and makes a living by putting on some entertainment shows to get some money out of the big bosses, and it's nice to meet a young man like you. ”

When the words fell, the bard named Ramil Dart looked at Finn with a smile, and took a free hand from the reins of his horse's neck and tapped the lute hanging from his shoulder, as if to say: "If you are idle and bored, sir, I am willing to play you a trivial little song below." ”

Finn sat on the edge of the carriage, his eyes a little defeated, and looked at the young poet who was not a few years older than him, but who was dozens of years better than him, and said to himself, "It's strange that you don't hide some due reward behind this insignificant little song."

Of course, the young paladin complained in his heart, but he did not dismantle the other party without mercy, after all, he knew that it was not easy for ordinary civilians living in this era to make money to improve their lives, and the bards of Ferdia had left many fascinating stories for the history of this continent, but there were not a few poor people who starved to death on the streets because of poverty.

So Finn did not want Lamir to take off the lute and play a trivial piece for himself, and then took a silver coin from the purse he was carrying, threw it to Ramiel, and said to him: "I look forward to your skill in playing the lure, but I am now more curious about what obstacle is in front of the procession, so I would like you to ride over and scout for me." ”

Ramil held his hands firmly on the silver coin he had thrown to himself from the side of the car window, his eyes lowered and stared at his hand for a moment, and then he raised his gaze again in some surprise to look at Fain again, and thought to himself - Ah, Lachry, the goddess of luck, I sometimes run to the tavern to play a few songs in a row to pick up a dozen copper coins, and today I was rewarded with a silver coin with a few words of?

Haha, it looks like this gentleman is a good guy!

Even if he is really a stupid fat sheep who is slaughtered wherever he goes, he must be a good person and did not run away!

"Then I'll go to the front and have a look, sir, please wait a moment." Immediately, Ramil happily put away the silver coin that Finn had just thrown into his hand, turned his head sideways and held the reins of his horse, and said in his heart that for the sake of this good man, as long as the guy in front of him was just a robber and did not suddenly appear a few demons who wanted his life, then he had to be brave enough to go and take a look.

As for the front of the team, how many demons really appeared inexplicably?

Heck, if all the demons come out, of course it's just a matter of throwing everyone and running away.

People don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves, and when it comes to that time, whoever is not selfish is the son of the turtle and the bastard, and the ghost will run back again to inform the good man, Mr. You.

With this in mind, Ramil soon followed Finn's instructions and rode to the front of the caravan, but when he looked ahead of the road, he saw no sign of robbers or demons, but saw another army approaching the caravan from the opposite side.

With the sound of thunderous horses' hooves, the merchants looked uneasily at the dust flying in the distance, and found that the other party was coming quickly, and the smoke and dust gradually showed the outline and shape of the soldiers marching on horseback, and there was no one who was not shiny in armor, the steel spear was straight and well-trained, and the waist pole on horseback was straighter than a sword.

Tension spread.

Soon, however, when everyone saw the banner of the army, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and recognized it as the Knights of the Church of Mithril, who seemed to be escorting the pilgrims from the direction of the royal capital along the river to the port to the east, and then by boat to the holy city of Hurengel to participate in the sacred reconstruction of the Cathedral of Tiamagos.

Ramil turned his horse's head, intending to bring the news back to Finn immediately.

The moment the young poet pulled the reins, a middle-aged Mithril knight at the head of the Order sat on horseback and took off his helmet, bright eyes with a sharp gaze and short silver hair peeking out from under his steel helmet.

The mercenaries at the front of the caravan opened their eyes wide, and immediately recognized that the silver-haired knight was none other than the rumored Grand Master of the Mithril Knights on the coast of St. Fren, and at the same time held the title of earl in the city of Andhes in the Valley of the Radiant Edge, and was deeply recognized by many church priests today, and was regarded by Pope Medrus as a model for the holy warriors.

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There is no internet in the shared house, so I can only update it in the Internet café recently, and the update time is not very stable, and sometimes I can't correct it in time if there are bugs or typos, so I hope you forgive me. (To be continued.) )