North Munster is much better than Desmond. This is true from any point of view. Although it is completely incomparable to the metropolises in memory, it can be considered a paradise compared to the barren Desmond. The vendors and buyers shouted loudly, as if they were trying to overwhelm each other with momentum. The noisy Xinluos head swelled for a while, and he couldn't help but ask loudly, "Gino, why is it so slow, okay?" ”

Gino, who was acting as a royal outside, jumped out of his seat, walked to the door and whispered, "My lord, we may be in some trouble. Jeremiah is negotiating with those guys, and it may take some time."

Xinlos frowned, sleeping in the open for many days in a row was really unpleasant. Desmond and North Munster have not had official contact for many years, and even if they are on official roads, it is extremely uncomfortable. The road was full of potholes, and it didn't matter if the lord was sitting in the carriage or not. I thought that if I was patient for a while, I would naturally get better when I arrived in North Munster. But I didn't expect that this kind of thing happened when I finally got to the place. One of his fiefdom nobles was stopped by a knight leading a squad of soldiers.

"Didn't you tell them who I am?" At this time, Sinloth can't come forward. Although the other party is a knight, it is nothing in front of the fiefdom nobles. But if he comes forward directly, he will become a laughing stock in aristocratic circles. At this time, it is best for subordinates to come forward. What kind of nobles are fiefs without their own right-hand men.

"I've already reported home, but" Jino was hesitant, he really didn't want to go out for the first time, so he showed his cowardice in front of his feudal monarch. But the other party was a subordinate of the fiefdom count, and he was cautious and felt that there might be something wrong with it, so he grabbed Ruziano, who almost broke out, and let the experienced Jeremia go to negotiate.

However, looking at the green-haired knight who was surrounded by soldiers, I am afraid that the situation is not optimistic.

"Let's go up and have a look."

"Long time no see, Jeremia."

"It's been a long time, Mael Siarain." It sounds like acquaintances greeting each other, but just by looking at the two of them putting their hands on the hilt of their swords, you can see it. They weren't friends. ”

"It's been three years since we last met."

"Yes, for three years and nine months, you left this scar on my face, and I will never forget it for the rest of my life" Mael's originally handsome face was completely ruined by the ugly scar that ran from his right eye to his left lip. He stroked the scar, and the flame of anger burned in his eyes: "You have been hiding well in the past few years, I haven't found you." Thank you, Lord, that you have fallen into the net this time. ”

Mael had been sent elsewhere two years earlier, and had recently been called back by the lord because of a Norman threat. Unexpectedly, he just followed the will of a certain adult and routinely obstructed the nobles who came to North Munster from other places, but he did not expect to run into his sworn enemy.

"For the Lord's sake, I decided to give you five minutes. Repent, you damn bastard! Mael roared angrily, and the soldiers hesitated, but raised their swords in their hands.

"Oh? You are very bold, what are you going to do when you attack the knights of the Fanzhuo family in broad daylight? I wonder what Lord Fred will think when he finds out about this? ”

When the soldiers heard this, they looked at the conspicuous golden lion on Jeremia's shield, and their already not very resolute attitude became even more hesitant. Some of them were not strong-willed, and even had their swords back in their scabbards.

Desmond's Van Zhuo family, as neighbors, they also heard about it. The young lord led a few knights under his command to defeat hundreds of fierce and bloodthirsty Normans, and their achievements may have been watery, but this courage alone was enough to be admired. The county of Ireland faced the threat of the Normans all year round, and the people were fierce and hero-worshipping. For such a young hero, there is really no hostility.

"Tut-tut, Mael, look at you. After so many years, I still haven't grown at all. Even your soldiers don't want to obey your orders, and you're getting more and more confused. ”

Jeremia laughed at Mael wantonly, but his eyes grew more and more solemn. Mael was not very good at martial arts, but he was a knight of the Macselgees, and it was unwise to contradict the local ruling family in the land of North Munster. But if you retreat from this, I am afraid that it will hinder the prestige of the Fanzhuo family.

It really can't go in, and it can't go back. Jeremiah knew that he might not be able to do well today, so he had to provoke him as much as possible, and characterized the matter as a personal grudge between knights. Otherwise, it will be a ** annoyance for both him and Xinluos.

"I'm not going to back down, someone has to fall today." Mael glanced at the shield in his hand, and the red and white two-color coat of arms on the shield seemed to give him infinite courage: "Red and white, resentment and friendship." When you treat your friends, you naturally have water and bread, and when you treat your enemies, it can only be blood. Jeremia, are you ready? ”

Anyway, with that adult's guarantee, I must have been careless last time, and I will definitely not lose again this time!

"The terror and deterrence of the giant beast can certainly make jackals, tigers, leopards and others cringe and fear, but not everyone is afraid. For example, maggots, ants, mosquitoes and so on in front of me. They will never care and will always be brave enough to challenge the attack, although the ignorant can be fearless. But the result of dreadnought is usually not very good-looking, isn't it a duel, I'm Jeremiah pick-up"

But before Jeremia could finish speaking, a voice behind him stopped him.

"Jeremiaqing, what happened, who is provoking the Fanzhuo family."

"Lord Sinloth, why are you here? It's a little bit of a problem here, and if you give me a little more time, I'll be able to solve it beautifully. Jeremiah clearly doesn't want to spread the matter to Sinlos, after all, if Sinlos doesn't show up, no matter how bad the situation goes, there will always be room for reversal.

However, as soon as he came forward, the nature was completely different. From the personal conflict between the knights, it will instantly escalate to the contradiction between the Van Zhuo family and the McSelch family. Desmond was in ruins, and he certainly couldn't afford the wrath of the McSelges. As a native of Desmond, he really didn't want to see that.

"Answer me, Jeremia."

"Ah, that's right," Jeremia sighed helplessly, and said the truth.

The two young men, who had drunk too much, quarreled a few words in the tavern, and then moved their hands unexpectedly. Mael, who was already a knight at the time, carelessly suffered a big loss at the hands of the wild knight Jeremiah. The scars left on his face became a stain on his life, the ridicule of his colleagues, and the strange eyes of his subordinates. The original anger, under the magic potion of the years, did not dissipate with time, but became more and more mellow, evolving into the deepest killing intent.

Today he was caught with the opportunity, as he said, if he doesn't fall a person, I'm afraid he won't give up. As for the advice that the adult gave him the task he had given him, he had long since forgotten it.

The knight, whose IQ was burned by anger, only Jeremia was left in his eyes at this time.

After Xinluo understood the cause and effect, he nodded silently. He walked up to Ma'er, and the corners of Sakura's mouth pulled out a hint of mockery: "A weak person like you dares to challenge the Fanzhuo family." Shall I say that you are brave? Or do you not know whether you are alive or dead? ”

"What!" Mael's eyes were bloody, and he wanted to cut the beautiful man in front of him in half with a single sword, but he looked at the golden lion's coat of arms on the man's body, and the remnants of reason stopped him.

The head of the Fanzhuo family.

Can't be the first to do it to him! Do it first and you'll die!

Mael wouldn't do it first, but Sinloth didn't. The lord stepped out, twisted his waist, and his slender left fist struck at Mael, who hesitated slightly, but still exerted his anger. Such an attack, at first glance, is not worth using anger for untrained ordinary people. But the other party is the head of the baron family, although he is not afraid of him, but it will still be very difficult to fight. It's better to be cautious and use your anger, at most let him hit him twice

Boom!

The knight in plate armor, with a few unlucky onlookers, broke through the crowd of onlookers and flew out directly.

“”

"It's a terrible strange power."

"It is said that Lord Van Zhuo tore a Norman with his own hands, I didn't believe it at first, but now"

Seeing Xinlos knocking a knight with armor flying with his bare hands, the onlookers couldn't help but start whispering. Mael's body is strong, and coupled with his knight's plate armor, that weight is definitely not light, and it will be directly sent away without anger.

Ma'er fell to the ground, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, anger mixed with resentment and panic, and the blow that Sinlos had just hit had already shaken his internal organs. He saw Xinloth slowly approaching him for a long time, and quickly struggled to get up, and roared loudly: "This is impossible! How could a man have such great strength in magic, he must have used magic, he was a believer in demons! ”

If he was to be shot head-on by the knight to disperse his anger, then he had nothing to say. But what is the situation now, the knight who is burning with anger is actually knocked away head-on by an ordinary person! Aside from magic, he really couldn't understand why this strange situation was happening.

"The mournful cry of the lost dog is really pleasant."

Sinloth swept with a left hand and hit the bridge of Mael's nose. Mael's heart was shocked, and he lost his level, and he didn't even flash such a straightforward blow. As soon as the poor knight got up from the ground, he fell to the ground again. Mael's face was covered with blood, and the bridge of his nose was directly broken by Xinluos, and the miserable knight even lost two front teeth.

"Fanzhuo, do you know what you're doing? This is North Munster, not Desmond! "Mael has a rage protector in the end, although he has been shattered by a huge force twice in a row, but he has no worries about his life. He got up again, roaring loudly, with a high-pitched and piercing voice.

"Huh."

Bang bang bang!

Ignoring the pain in his left hand, Sinloth urged the kinetic energy control technique to the fullest. The fist, which was originally mediocre and full of loopholes, instantly became full of energy and unstoppable. Mael's swordsmanship was good, but he was repeatedly suppressed by Sinloth, and he didn't even have a chance to draw his sword. With his fists and kicks alone, he really couldn't beat Xinluos.

After a few parries, he was once again knocked to the ground by Sinloth, and the blood gushing out of his face made him look as hideous as a demon in hell.

"Fan Zhuo, are you really a bully!" He was put to the ground without anger, and great anger and shame filled his heart. The great pain in his body eroded his reason, and he finally managed to condense his anger while he was talking.

"It seems that I am still too gentle, and you still have the strength to speak." "Death!"

The angry knight was haunted by a faint gray rage and returned to Sinloth. The knight's gauntlet with the gray air flow and the slender pale fist slammed together.

"Humph!"

The two of them snorted at the same time, and the knight took three steps back, his face flushed. And Sinloth stood in place, his face unusually pale.

"Lord Sinloth!"

"Stop, Mael!"

The three knights who had been watching from the sidelines saw that their lord's face was different, and hurriedly pulled out their long swords and protected Xinluo from side to side. Just now Sinloth had the upper hand, so they didn't make a move. But now seeing Sinloth's pale face, they really couldn't stand by anymore.

"Lord Orn, you have to help me get revenge. The Van Zhuo family is really," Mael said sadly and indignantly to a brown-haired nobleman in his thirties. But the nobleman apparently did not listen to the grievances of a loser, and he glanced at the pale Sinloth with interest, and then turned away without saying a word.

Mael saw that the big man didn't mean to stand up for himself, so he had to wipe the blood on his face casually, and glared at Cinnos and his party viciously.

"What to see, what to see!" Amid a boo, the wounded knight parted the crowd and followed his lord.

"Gino, you help the adult to go to the priest to see the injury first, and I'll come when I go" Jeremiah was a little unwilling to let the madman go, but Xinlos's pale face and trembling appearance really reassured him.

"No, there will be a chance to take revenge in the future, hurry up and help me to the tavern, let them serve the strongest wine as soon as possible"