"Neo, how are you feeling?"

"I feel ......."

Neo Griver looked at his palms in disbelief, as well as the dozen or so pits on the ground, and suddenly gritted his teeth and smashed his fist into the ground again.

"Bang!"

An entire stone on the ground had been smashed into a crack, and the punch was at least twice as powerful as the force he had just emitted during his awakening.

"Lord Earl, I feel good!"

Neo Griver grinned, smiling and nodding to Charles, his big pie face smiling like a big bun.

Charles pointed to a small piece of ground like a spider's web under his feet, and said lightly: "Tomorrow I will go to the stonemasons of the manor and repair this broken ground together." ”

Neo froze, the corners of his mouth twitching, then nodded with a smirk, and walked back to his seat, sitting quietly.

"I'm going to form three battalions for the time being, and who else wants to be my battalion commander?" Charles took out two small porcelain vases from his suitcase and gently placed them on the table.

"Passel is willing to follow in the footsteps of Lord Earl to the end of his life!"

Passel Darnet, who had been preparing for a long time, waited for Charles's words, and before others could understand it, he strode out and knelt down in front of Charles.

Charles tilted his head to look at Olive Live, and the little girl nodded and whispered: "Passel of the Darnett family, who inherited his uncle's viscount title, had an experience of trying to awaken, but failed, and is very smart and literate. ”

Charles turned his head and asked Passel calmly, "Passel, what do you think is the difference between the noble private army and the direct legion of the military department?"

“........”

Passel didn't expect Charles to ask him such a question, so he didn't answer it at the time, but he didn't panic, and after thinking about it carefully, he calmly replied: "Lord Earl, if the number of transcendents in the two is equal, the direct legions of the military department will be more combative, but when fighting in adversity, our aristocratic private army often bursts out with greater strength. ”

"And why do you think that?"

“........”

Again Passel thought in silence, and he thought for a long time this time.

Passel was indeed smart enough to give a few bells and whistles at will, but Charles' piercing eyes stared at him, letting him know that Charles needed more than flashy answers.

But the reason for the difference in the combat effectiveness of the aristocratic private army and the direct legion is somewhat ironic.

"It's discipline!, Lord Earl. ”

In the end, Passel chose to tell the truth: "The regiment directly under the military department fights for discipline, and we fight for honor, and the soldiers of the regiment directly under the military department are bound by discipline and have a strong will to fight, but the knights of our aristocratic army are stronger, because we not only have the will to fight, but also the honor of our ancestors supports us." ”

Passer's words are a bit euphemistic, but it also shows the difference between the noble private army and the legion directly under the military department, that is, the soldiers of the aristocratic private army are all constrained by the personal prestige of the lord, and if the lord is not good, they are just a plate of loose sand and a flock of sheep, while the soldiers of the legion directly under the military department follow discipline to fight, even if the commander is a ghost who is afraid of death, they can continue to fight under the constraints of discipline.

This is also one of the important differences between the professional army and the strong army, the peasant who holds a gun in wartime and usually holds a hoe is not as good as the professional Qiu Ba who trains every day.

"Then let's create an army that is both disciplined and honor-oriented!" Charles said in a deep voice, picking up a bottle of spiritual power induction potion and handing it over.

Passel stretched out his hands and took it, and then pleaded sincerely: "Lord Earl, I beg your lord to help me awaken, I will follow your left and right, and never give up!"

Passel has already had a failed awakening, and it is not easy to get this opportunity again today, if he fails again, maybe there is no hope for this life, and no lord will invest too many resources in a mediocre person.

He wasn't Charles Chevalier, he had a dad who gave him potions to eat.

Charles did not refuse Passel's request, and reached out to grasp his hand, which was trembling slightly with excitement.

Passel swallowed the potion, and after a minute, he felt that ants kept burrowing into him.

"It turns out that this potion can really guide spiritual power into the body without the need for spiritual words....... Definitely high quality ......."

Passel has had a failed awakening experience, he is self-aware of his spiritual power fit, he is by no means a person with outstanding talent, because the last time he drank the potion and shouted for a long time, he did not succeed in awakening, and that slight spiritual power into the body feels that it is still fresh in his memory.

But now, he felt like he was about to itch to death for a minute, and the continuous spiritual power burrowing into his body made him feel full, and he wouldn't believe it if this bottle of potion wasn't high-quality to kill.

"Follow me!"

"Nidkiki...... Shawdel ...... Canward ...... Dayutswoo ......"

"Ned ...... Shawd ...... ....... Kanvo"

Passel felt ashamed, he had just listened to Charles' chanting countless times, and felt that he had completely memorized it, but now he followed Charles's recitation and realized that Neo was not a good-for-nothing stupid, and this spiritual language was indeed difficult to pronounce.

However, Charles's "Spiritual Concussion" skill worked very well, and after several times in a row, Passel was slowly assimilated, and a powerful feeling of power gradually grew in his body, and the legendary nightmare temptation also came as promised.

Ten minutes later, today's second new "knight" was successfully born.

The atmosphere in the hall was so hot that it exploded, and dozens of young knights had blood-red eyes, and their long-standing thirst for power had destroyed some of the scruples in their hearts, and they were only thinking about how to make the Earl choose themselves as the next lucky ones.

But Charles called out a name that disappointed them.

"Brut!"

"Master, I'm here!"

Brut Deman, who had been standing behind Charles, was ecstatic, and jumped out in a hurry, kneeling in front of Charles as soon as he turned his head.

He followed Charles from Bayonne to Nasser, nominally Charles' personal knight, but these days he has not had many opportunities to follow Charles, and Charles's dragon is very confused, and he wonders if he is disliked by his own master.

"Brut, you're my personal knight, but your strength isn't enough, so I want you to read and read first, but how many words have you recognized in so many days?

Brut almost buried his face in the crotch of his pants, Charles's words did not take care of his face, he regarded himself as the personal knight of the lord every day, and walked with his chin held high in front of others, which can be said to be a loss of prestige.

"Since you don't want to be conscious, then go and pick a knife for me! Take your chance, don't let me down!"

A cold porcelain vase was stuffed into Brut's hand, leaving the seventeen-year-old boy ashamed and moved.

"Master, I'll do my best!"

Charles waved his hand and said, "I don't care if you don't work hard, I am willing to give you this opportunity today because of your attitude towards those civilians and servants." ”

Charles's cold eyes swept across the hall, and his tone was serious and cold, "Your status can be noble, but you can't use nobility to oppress civilians for no reason, although civilians can't offend the majesty of nobles, but nobles can't wantonly encroach on the rights of civilians, you can toss around casually in your own territory, but in my legion, no mistreatment of soldiers is allowed." ”

"Because the Lorraine Legion is my property, no one else can infringe on my rights!"

“............”

Quiet, deathly still, Charles showed a menacing face in front of these young men for the first time.

"Willing to serve the lord!"

After a long time, the humble Neo spoke first again, making the others regret it again.