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Torsedlin applauded and said, "My lord is hiding deeply, but I have lost my eyes. His tone was half amazed, half depressed.

He now finally understood why Duke Silverstar had canonized Wren as Earl of Glamorgan.

As an elven ranger who had lived for nearly two hundred years, Torsedlin had seen a lot, but he had never seen a non-legendary human transcendent with such powerful physical qualities.

Crushing Sicarius head-on in terms of strength, not to mention defense, Torcedlin had already recognized, it was a man of steel.

Even if the elven ranger is the best at speed, Wren won't be much slower.

Rennes has few weaknesses in hand-to-hand combat.

A few years ago, in order to get Sicarius into the arena and become a gladiator, Torcedrin also challenged Sicarius to "Makgoras".

At that time, Sicarius was not so strong, and he relied on the speed of the legendary ranger for a quarter of an hour to defeat Sicarius.

Wren, on the other hand, brutally beat Sicarius, and it was done in a few minutes, and the two were judged.

Torsedlin hasn't forgotten either, Wren is still a wizard!

Coupled with that legendary soul gun, he suddenly felt a little weak, he was probably not Wren's opponent.

"What a terrible young man!"

Tocedlin suddenly thought about it, and stopped worrying about Wren digging into his own wall.

Such a strong man with unlimited prospects will surely step into the pinnacle of the power and power of the empire in the future, and just three Macurag gladiators are nothing at all.

If he can make friends with Wren, let alone three, even if he gives all the gladiators in the arena to Wren, he is willing to do so now.

Tosedrin's brows furrowed, and he smiled: "I'll have someone send their contract over now." ”

"Good. ”

Wren put on two magic rings, straightened his waist, and hung up the Song of the Blue Sky and the rune book.

At this time, Fabian came over and whispered: "My lord, the contract signed between the gladiator and the arena can be bought out, and the buyout price is generally written in the contract. ”

"I see. Wren nodded, feeling like hemorrhage.

As the champion gladiator of the Hammer Arena, Sicarius can bring a lot of income to Tosedlin every year, and the buyout price on the contract must not be low.

Tens of thousands of gold are possible.

However, in order to subdue the Makulags, this money cannot be saved, and it is regarded as an investment in the future.

Soon, three contracts were delivered to Tosedrin.

He opened it and looked at it a few times, then suddenly hissed and tore the contract into shreds.

This move was unexpected, Wren was very surprised, and before he could ask any questions, Torsedlin said: "The contract between the three of them and the arena has been terminated. ”

Wren suddenly guessed Tosedrin's thoughts, and couldn't help but be helpless, he would rather pay than owe the other party a favor.

But the contracts are torn, and if you insist on losing the money for the buyout, it will make Tosedrin's face ugly.

Wren had no choice but to accept, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your generosity." ”

"It's just a little heart, it's a congratulatory gift I gave to the lord in advance to take back the territory. Torsedlin laughed.

Wren was full of insults, this elf is too good at being human.

He didn't stay long, let the three of Sicarius go to pack their luggage, and after a while, he went to the castle to report, and he left the arena with the people of the Dragonstone Mercenary Regiment.

It was already dark, but the streets outside the arena were still very lively and bustling.

In the parking lot, Ames's voice came from under the hood, "My lord, I'll ask Astan to go back to the Blue Water High Fort with you, and I'll go back to the garrison of the mercenary group, give me three hours, and mobilize all the men to the castle." ”

Wren glanced at the white-haired legendary swordsman and politely declined her offer.

"No need, Lord Astan will come with you, I'll wait for you at the castle. ”

Emilys didn't insist, she had seen Wren's strength and knew that he wouldn't be assassinated so easily, so she took her own people and said goodbye to Wren.

After driving back to the castle and having dinner, Wren entered his study.

Fabian has always been inseparable, and Wren waved his hand, "You go and rest, I want to sit alone for a while." ”

"Yes, sir. The wind elf stepped back in amusement.

After sitting quietly for a while, Osilia's figure was revealed, sitting on the opposite side of the desk, and said softly: "That Emilys, her identity has a lot of background, and her subordinates are not mercenaries, but they are just doing things through the identity of mercenaries, they should be people from Congartro, they may have other purposes, you have to be careful." ”

"Congatro ......"

Wren glanced at the dragon mage and was stunned.

Congatro is a large island located in the northeastern corner of the continent of Yoresser, about a quarter of the size of the empire, and can also be called a subcontinent.

The peninsula is long and flat, like a dagger extending from the mainland, piercing into the endless sea from north to south.

The climate on the island is very cold, with only the summer being slightly warmer during the year, and most of the rest of the year covered in snow.

The northern part of Congatro is connected to the mainland, and a few hundred miles further north is the easternmost corner of the continent of Joresser, across the sea from the New World.

Most of the Empire's ships to the New World would stop at the ports of Congatro, so the Congartro people were not uncommon in the Empire, and the two sides had quite frequent trade.

Because of the cold weather, it is not suitable for living, and the population of Congatero is small, just over 30 million.

The sprawling peninsula is ruled by seven families, divided into seven kingdoms, and the head of the most powerful of them is on the throne.

The secret of the rule of these families is that they borrowed from the ancient bloodline cultivation methods of the orcs, integrated the bloodline of the demonic beasts into their bodies, and multiplied and developed from generation to generation, each forming a unique transcendent professional system.

Each family has a kind of magical beast as its family crest.

Now ruling Kangatero is the giant deer family, and most of the transcendents of this family are giant deer warriors who have fused the blood of the "greenhorned deer". They are sturdy, possess brute strength, and their family bloodline brings extremely strong self-healing ability, and they are claimed to have an immortal body after being promoted to a legend.

However, Congatro's most recognizable transcendent class is not the Giant Deer Warrior.

It's the Zhuogenburg family with the true dragon bloodline.

The Drogonburg family claims to be descendants of the true dragons, also known as the Dragonborn family or the dragon knight family, and worships the dragon god "Bahamut", and their transcendent profession is called "Dragonborn Apostles"!

For more than 2,000 years, the Dragonborn family has been the holder of the Kangatro throne, but there have been several faint kings in a row, causing the people to live in poverty, the royal power is shaky, and finally provoked a war that engulfs the entire subcontinent, and more than a hundred years ago, other families joined forces to oust the throne, and even the family fief was divided.

Wren had read Congatro's information before, and as soon as he was reminded by Osiria, he immediately remembered it.

"Ma'am, is Emily a descendant of the Drogonburg family?" he asked.

Osiria was surprised in her eyes, and she felt a little admiration in her heart.

This lord's knowledge and eyesight were really unexpected, and he guessed the truth with just a casual word.

She nodded slightly and sighed, "Your Excellency the Earl has good eyesight, you can see it at once." ”

I can see you're a rainbow dragon......

Wren laughed in his heart, but said, "It turns out that Emilys is a dragonborn apostle, not a dragon vein warlock!"

At first glance, the two look very similar, but in fact there is an essential difference.

The Dragonborn Apostle does not need to fuse demon souls, has awakened spell casting abilities from the bloodline, is better at melee combat, has a close relationship with real dragons, and is easier than anyone else to form a soul contract with a dragon and become a dragon knight.

Dragon-vein Warlocks are transcendents in the general sense, who need to collect dragonborns' demon souls and have stronger spell-casting abilities, and they are the dragon's sworn enemies.

Wren couldn't help but look at Osilia opposite, no wonder she didn't show hostility towards Emilys.

Emily was half of her race.

Wren was a little worried, Emilys's background was extraordinary, as a legendary dragonborn apostle, she had gathered a large number of men under her command, and she would never just want to be a mercenary.

It is clear that this woman wants to reclaim the royal power of Congatero.

"Does she want to borrow my connections to climb to the rank of Duke of Silver Star and help her restore her kingdom?" Wren guessed to himself, "If that's the case, Emilys' idea is doomed to fail." ”

Kangatero is thousands of miles away from the Empire, and it is difficult for even a Holy Soul Wizard to meddle in such a distant country.

But on the flip side, Congatro's struggle doesn't affect his own territory.

Wren felt that he was overly concerned, maybe Emilys really just wanted to make money to support her army.

He didn't bother with the Dragonstone mercenary group anymore, but discussed the knowledge of magic with Osiria: "Ma'am, I would like to ask you a question. ”

"How should the Rainbow Ray spell shorten its cast time?"

This dragon mage is a student of Master Anthy, and a legendary mage himself, with extremely deep knowledge of magic, especially in the arcane, and it would be a waste not to ask her for advice at such a good opportunity.

Osilia hesitated.

She knew that Wren would also become a student of the teacher in the future, so she did not refuse, and replied: "You should start with its rune structure and split it into seventeen smaller rune ......"

The two talked more and more deeply, and time passed imperceptibly.

After more than an hour, Osilia suddenly stopped talking and disappeared.

Immediately, there was a knock on the door.

Wren was listening attentively but interrupted, a little unfinished, but he knew that Fabian was outside the door, and he had something to do with him, so he didn't blame and asked him in.

"Your Excellency," Fabian said, bowing, "Lord Sicarius has arrived. ”

"Let him in. Wren nodded.

The tall figure of Sicarius entered the study, there were no scars on his body, his clothes were neatly dressed, his expression was solemn, his eyes were calm, he knelt down on one knee in the middle of the study, bowed his head and said, "Meet the lord." ”

Wren saw his posture and immediately realized that the other party should have made a decision.

He was overjoyed in his heart, pretending not to know what was going on, and a kind smile appeared on his face, "Sicarius, I just want you to serve me, not allegiance, there is no need to do this. ”

"I am willing to serve your lordship. Sicarius raised his head and said solemnly.