Wren put away his warhammer and arcane torrent staff, and pulled out a new garment to put on.

He walked into the castle, where the battle was long over, and the Ultramarines had gathered around.

"Boss!"

Although they were all wearing helmets and couldn't see their expressions, as the original body, Wren could feel it, and their hearts were full of awe.

It was a perfect victory, except for Borch who escaped, and the members of the Manfarab mercenary group were slaughtered, and none of the Ultramarines were missing, and no one was even injured.

Enchanted armor and Rambo's spear, allowing them to crush their enemies with ease.

Tyrion had never fought such an easy battle, he was full of emotion, and just as he was about to speak, his spirit suddenly churned, and countless energy poured into his body, letting out a muffled snort.

"Huh?"

He immediately sensed that it was not painful, but rather that his soul was transforming and his body was being further strengthened.

"I'm going to be promoted to Legend!"

Tyrion suddenly understood, and shouted excitedly.

The other Ultramarines were shocked when they heard this, and then looked at Tyrion with envy. He took off his helmet, his eyes were closed, his facial muscles were shaking, and his whole body was in an indescribable state.

Only Wren was not surprised at all.

Since the third soul transformation, the charging range of the mobile phone has been expanded to about three hundred meters, and souls within this distance will be absorbed by themselves.

The barbarians and trolls of the Manfarab mercenary group were killed, and every soul was not wasted.

Dozens of mercenary souls provide a considerable amount of power.

Wren invested all the converted electricity into Tyrion, he was originally only one line away from the legend, and the huge soul power forcibly increased his strength to level seven, becoming a supernatural element, which caused a qualitative change, and then promoted to the legend.

The Ultramarines surrounded Tyrion in the middle, quietly waiting for him to complete his promotion.

A few minutes later.

Tyrion opened his eyes, feeling the change in himself, and his expression was complicated.

Within half a day, the changes in his life were so great that he was caught off guard, as if he had been given divine grace by Gilliman. Recently, I was overwhelmed by the Manfarab mercenary group, lost several brothers, lost a lot of money, and solved it all in a blink of an eye, and even promoted myself to a legend!

It was all a gift from Wren, and he didn't know what to say to express his gratitude.

"Boss......" Tyrion was a little incoherent.

Wren raised his hand and said with a smile: "Needless to say, I understand what you mean." He looked at the other extreme warriors and made a promise: "You don't have to rush, you don't have to rush to participate in a few more battles in the future, and everyone will have a chance to become a legend." ”

"Long live the boss!"

The Ultramarines cheered loudly.

Originally, most of them were mid-level barbarian warriors, and it would be very good to be able to step into the high level in this life, but now they have the potential to become legends, how can they not be excited?

One by one, they can't wait to find the enemy somewhere, and immediately go into battle!

"Lord Earl. ”

Wren turned his head to look, and a knight in fine armor saluted him, and said respectfully: "Below is the baron's knight captain McGina, who has seen the Earl of Glamorgan. ”

McGina is a fifth-level iron guard, a powerful transcendent relative to ordinary people, with more than a dozen knights and nearly a hundred cavalry under his command, usually high, but just now he was frightened on the city wall and his legs weakened, and he was shocked by the dragon's might, and he is still frightened.

Faced with Wren, who had repelled the dragon, McGina was terrified for fear of upsetting the imperial hero.

He hadn't forgotten that Wren had come to ask for a salary.

Wren saw the other party's apprehension at a glance, didn't want to deal with him, and asked, "Where is Baron Barkley, is something wrong?"

McGina shook his head and replied, "Lord Baron may not have recovered from the dragon's might. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrible voice rang out in the castle: "My vault!"

"Damn it!"

"Who emptied my vaults? McGina, get in here, and send someone to search the castle and recover all the lost gold treasures!"

McGina's face was a little embarrassed, "Your Excellency, this is the baron's voice......"

Wren nodded, the Baron Barkley's voice was full of anger, obviously not hurt, but his brain may be a little unclear, otherwise he would not have been fooled by Borch's few words.

"Go in and have a look. ”

"Yes. ”

McGinna hurriedly led the way, and Wren followed him into the castle. Along the way, most of the servants and guards recovered from the dragon power, and when they saw Wren, their eyes were full of admiration, even to the point of fanaticism.

If it weren't for the four Ultramarines around them, they might have gathered around to bow and worship.

Wren was a little puzzled at first, but soon understood.

These people should have seen their battle with the Golden Three-Headed Dragon, the Brave Dragon Warrior, and finally won.

In the Principality of Hohavun, there is no more heart-warming story than this.

Growing up listening to the stories of knights and dragons, countless people have longed for it, and today they have witnessed everything with their own eyes, how can they not be excited?

Not to mention, Wren's status is more noble than that of Lord Baron, and his prestige is far and wide, almost like a legendary hero coming out of a book.

With a blazing gaze, Wren entered the castle's underground vault.

The vault was hundreds of square meters, the walls were made of large rocks, and the magic alloy gate was engraved with rune circles, and the vault itself was expensive.

However, the vault was empty, with only a row of iron shelves remaining.

Wren looked around, but he couldn't find even a golden shield, and all other precious collections, jewelry, and works of art were gone.

"It's the most greedy red dragon, Borch is really clean enough!"

A fat middle-aged man jumped in a hurry in the vault, he had a bald head, fat head and big ears, and his body was dressed very plainly, a robe that had been washed I don't know how many times, there were traces of sewing, and he did not wear any expensive ornaments, and he looked like a poor man more than a baron.

Barkley saw his Knight captain come in and shouted, "McGina......"

McGina was afraid that he would annoy Wren by saying the wrong thing, so he hurriedly introduced: "Lord Baron, this is the Earl of Glamorgan, Wren Augustus, it was Lord Earl who drove away the evil dragon. ”

"Earl Glamorgan?" Barkley's eyes were a little confused, as if he hadn't remembered for a moment.

McGinna reminded in a low voice, "Lord Earl is from Mordu. ”

Barkley's eyes lit up, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and he eagerly stepped forward and said, "Your Excellency, my vault has been ransacked by that damn Bolch, I wonder if Your Excellency can help me get things back?"

"As long as I get the treasure back, I am willing to give 30 percent...... No, forty percent ......" The baron looked pained, hesitated for a few moments, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I am willing to give half to the earl." ”

"I'm sorry. Wren shook his head and said, "I can't get it back." ”

What are you kidding, Borch is an adult dragon, equivalent to a legendary mid-level transcendent, and he barely beat him away when he exploded with all his strength and snatched the treasure from the dragon's lair, Borch must go crazy and fight with himself.

Baron Barkley didn't give up, "Not even you?"

Wren shook his head firmly in refusal.

Barkley sat on the ground, crying and mourning, tears flowed out, and wailed: "I have worked hard to run the territory for decades, save money, and I am reluctant to wear even more expensive clothes, and I have finally accumulated a little family fund, and now it is all gone!"

"Workin, why are you treating me so cruelly?"

"Oh my God......"

"Damn dragon, he actually used a spell to trick me into opening the vault, 835,000 gold shields, not even a copper plate left for me, and the collection of generations of ancestors......"

"I curse you that you will not die well, but you will fall into the abyss and hell!"

Baron Barkley wept heartbreakingly, and the servants and guards poked their heads outside the vault.

Wren was unfamiliar with him and didn't know how to comfort him.

However, judging from the looks of the Maginer and the people in the castle, it was clear that this Baron Barkley was a miser, a Grande character, who was very stingy with his men, otherwise they would not have secretly gloated.

Such a person will not be merciful to the people of his realm.

The more than 800,000 gold shields may be the cream of decades of looting and crazy taxation, and being ransacked by the dragon can also be regarded as a retribution.

Wren exclaimed with a straight face, "Baron Barkley." ”

He called three times in a row, and Barkley, who was sitting on the ground crying and grabbing the ground, came back to his senses, regained the proper etiquette of a nobleman, and got up and said, "Your Excellency, is there anything I can help you?"

"Hmm. Wren nodded, "I'm asking you for the commission of the Blood Oath Mercenary Group today, I heard that you don't want to give it, is there such a thing?"

Barkley's face froze when he heard this, and he hurriedly shouted, "I was bewitched by the evil dragon at that time, and that was not my real idea. ”

"That's good, give the money. Wren reached out.

Barkley grimaced, "My lord, you can also see that my money has been robbed of by Borch. Not to mention eight hundred gold shields, even eighty gold shields, I can't take them out now. ”

Wren sneered.

The eye of the soul can see clearly, this guy is lying, dignified baron lord, how can there be only one treasury, and this kind of person's character will not put all his eggs in one basket.

"Less nonsense. His face sank, "Either give me the money, or I'll demolish your castle." ”

Barkley was an ordinary person, and he was immediately frightened.

"Yes, yes...... Please wait, Your Excellency. He didn't dare to deny it anymore, and his fat body ran out of the vault, and a few minutes later, he returned with a stack of gold tickets, and handed it to Wren with a reluctant face.

After taking the golden ticket, Wren turned around and left.

The corpses outside are all over the ground, and Barkley will find a way to deal with them, so he doesn't have to worry about it himself.

Under the awe-inspiring gaze of the people, Wren took out the Arcane Torrent Staff and opened a portal in the open space of the castle, and the Ultramarines rushed in.

After two teleportations, everyone returned to the airship.

There was a jubilant celebration, the ultramarines took off their armor and took turns resting, Wren also returned to his cabin to read, and as night fell, the airship landing field gradually quieted down.

Wren, who was half-lying on the bed, suddenly looked up and looked into a corner of the room.

Didn't wait for him to speak.

A tall figure came out of the shadows, he had short milky white hair, a handsome appearance, a scar on his left eye, his eyes were like cat pupils, he carried two long swords, and said with a smile: "Wren, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, you are now a celebrity in the empire, and I often hear your name in Hohavin." ”