The torches were lit, and in the evening in the village of Finks, the villagers basically stayed at home honestly, so the nolan village scouts were going well - it didn't take long for many figures to appear in front of seventy percent of the houses in the village, apparently they had all been notified, and Roddy looked intently, and found Luger holding the torch, and was about to walk over, but suddenly froze.

He narrowed his eyes, looked ahead in some disbelief, and swallowed some of his saliva.

Right in front of Ruger, a young man was talking with a serious face. The other party is more than half a head taller than Ruger, with a strong but not bloated upper body, and a sword on the right, proving that he is a left-hander. Wearing a second lieutenant badge on his chest, he is clearly the scout leader of the village of Finx.

At this time, he frowned, as if he didn't want to believe the content of the parchment in Luge's hand in front of him, and shook his head and waved his hand frequently, his face a little ugly.

"I remember... Second Lieutenant Sodin doesn't seem to be able to write, does he?"

The young man's slight words made Ruger's expression change.

"We don't have more time to talk this nonsense, if we don't let the villagers evacuate today, tomorrow a squadron of orcs will wash this place in blood, do you want to see this kind of scene?!"

Ruger is not stupid, he actually understands that the letter in his hand forged Ensign Sodin is not very convincing, so he can only bluff and deceive the other party to make a decision - to be honest, he was skeptical in his heart that the orcs would gather forces to sneak attack a village with no strategic value, but remembering the serious face of Roddy when he spoke, he finally chose to believe it, but the stupid big man in front of him seemed to see the flaw.

It's a bit of a hassle.

Ruger was a little anxious and wanted to say something, but just as he saw that Roddy had walked out of the manor, the young leader came to several people with a strange expression, as if he had seen something hard to believe, frowning and staring at the scout lieutenant of Finks Village in front of him, and finally asked hesitantly-

"Sodrore?"

The big man turned his head and frowned at the strange-looking guy in front of him, although he didn't understand why the other party looked at him like this, he still nodded and replied, "It's me, we've met before?"

It's more than just seen.

Receiving an affirmative answer, Roddy's heart was shocked—but then there was a little sadness.

In the game world before he was reborn, there were countless heroes in "Ripper", and Sodrore was one of the most dazzling heroes.

He used to be the supreme commander of the rebel army, and he was one of the few powerful beings whose strength broke through the advanced professional level of 60, and he was also a legendary general with a battlefield victory rate of more than ninety percent!

However, the countless dazzling halos gradually faded after its fall to the despicable assassination, and the rebel army lost a general, and was betrayed by "friendly forces" in succession, and finally defeated.

Roddy is a witness to the entire history, and has witnessed the whole process of this general from standing out to falling. But he never imagined that the former legend would be of a similar status to himself at this moment. Just a scout captain in a border town?

If he hadn't really been reborn from that era, I'm afraid Roddy himself wouldn't have believed it.

"I-I've heard your name. To introduce myself, I'm Roddy, the scout captain of Nolan Village... Second Lieutenant Thording was unable to come in person due to injuries sustained during the battle with the orcs, so let's hurry up and report this information. He casually made up a lie, but after thinking about it, he added: "In the past three days we have killed more than thirty orcs and attacked a camp, and this information was learned by chance, because there is an orc who can speak Bringa. ”

Roddy remembered the analysis of the former regiment commander on the forum and various introductory articles, and knew that he was cautious, so he quickly listed the evidence and reasons, in order to plug all the doubts in a short time, and argue for the other party to cooperate with his actions.

"Kill more than thirty orcs...?"

Sodrore raised his eyebrows, anyone would be shocked to hear the news that the scouts could do this, but it was clear that he had not given up his vigilance at this time, and he could even say that he was a little calm.

"Seven casualties and heavy losses, but fortunately, the orcs suffered even more losses. Roddy thought about it, and immediately took out the straw sandpaper in his hand that genuinely wrote the moment of the enemy's attack, and handed it to Sodlore without hesitation: "This was found from that orc." ”

Does Sodrol know these words?

Perhaps even the scouts of the entire Finks village would not know that Roddy's ability to recognize orc writing was originally popularized by Sodrore's order, and Sodrore himself was the first military general to recognize orc writing - Roddy had reason to believe that even if Sodlore was not as powerful and intelligent as he remembered, he must have his own way of judging some clues.

"Letter?"

Sodrore took it, and the first thing he did was not to make out the words, but to rub the papyrus against the firelight—squinting his eyes for a few seconds, then staring at the handwriting and comparing them with each other, and after a minute, the scout's brow furrowed slightly, but his face tightened...

Raising his hand, he handed the letter back to Roddy and asked directly, "I believe your words, what do you need me to do now?"

There was a moment of silence, and Ruger opened his mouth wide to hide his shock, for they both knew that the text of the letter was written in orc language... And for them, the orc text is completely from heaven!

Now the other party only took a few glances and completely believed Luo Di's words, not to mention his ability to judge orc characters, but even this courage was unprecedented.

Sure enough, it was the demonic guy.

Roddy was both happy and sighed - the Sodlore in front of him was still only a young ensign. But in this case, he can still calmly analyze and make decisions, which is really...

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Luo Di didn't want to have a bad relationship with this kind of guy in his heart, he had also participated in several foreign wars organized by the other party in later generations, and he deeply understood the iron blood and strength of this general.

At this time, Sodrore decided to cooperate, and Roddy did not pretend to be pretentious, he looked at the team that was about to enter the village in the distance, and said clearly: "The orcs will attack tomorrow, so we must move quickly - and not encounter any resistance!"

"Ruger—"

Luger, who was named, immediately straightened up, and the sound of the heel of his boot hitting was unusually crisp.

"Let the team continue to assist the villagers to leave, don't bring extra things, and there must be no one left here before midnight. ”

"Yes!"

He immediately turned around and trotted away, and then only Roddy and Sodrore were left face to face - looking at the young man in front of him who he could only look up to, but now he was only a second of second rank, Roddy hesitated for half a second and then solemnly saluted, and then said, "I'm going to convince Butler Hall and that Miss Sally, but I don't expect to succeed." So if there's a dispute, try to keep your people out of coming. ”

Sodrore narrowed his eyes, he stared down at the scout he had met for the first time, as if he was considering and measuring something, and finally nodded silently, returned the military salute, and turned towards his men.

"Whew. ”

Roddy breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if Sodrore doesn't have the decisive general temperament that he did later, Roddy finds that he can't seem to completely get rid of the "past". Or the impact of the "future" that has become obscure.

Turning his head, in the dim light, the hall steward was furious at several terrified servants, because he finally noticed that the villagers were packing up en masse, and the servants of the manor were standing and scolding, and the butler was sweating profusely, but he could not stop the duke's daughter, Miss Sally, from riding a horse to the footsteps in front of him.

"Hello, Steward Hall. ”

Sally, the Duke's daughter, came to Hale and gracefully turned over and dismounted. Although the duke's daughter was young, she was very imposing, and in the light of the torches, she saluted politely, and when she raised her head, her eyes flashed slightly, as if she was a little surprised and curious, and asked softly, "Is the Finks Village going to move en masse today?"

Her tone was simply inquiring, but it sounded like a reproach to the butler's ears, which made his back suddenly sweat coldly, and he stammered to reply, "Miss Sally, I... This one... The villagers seem—they..."

Hall couldn't say a full sentence for a long time, but at this moment, a voice sounded in his ears that he absolutely did not want to hear-

"Roddy, the captain of the second team of Nolan Village Scouts, wants to report a message to the esteemed Miss Sally. ”

Village, scout, captain. These three words are destined to be as humble as civilians, and in the eyes of Hall, the housekeeper of Finks Village, this unknown snack is simply using himself as air...

He was already depressed and nervous when he encountered bad luck one after another, but he was interrupted again at this time, and immediately turned his head in annoyance and shouted-

"Who are you, and what qualifications do you have to stand here and speak?!When will the scouts from Nolan Village need to report here?"

"You are a passover, and I will punish you with the most severe law!"

Butler Hall didn't know that being so angry was tantamount to leaving Sally aside, who was supposed to speak. It's just that when he scolded Roddy with his head and face, he never thought... Roddy's gaze did not look at him from beginning to end, but stared straight at the duke's daughter, who had just dismounted.

This was the first time Roddy had seen the daughter of the old duke who had died in history, and in his imagination, this girl should be innocent, maybe a little mischievous, or quiet and quiet. At this time, he saw that the other party's face in the firelight was indeed delicate and slender, but the inexplicable momentum of "winning in hand" made him frown slightly.

Seem... There was a premonition that something wasn't quite right.

"Steward Hall, I think I still have the right to decide whether or not I should listen to this scout's report, right?"

Sally noticed Roddy's gaze, and she didn't seem to think the scout was rude, but simply interrupted the housekeeper's chatter.

At this moment, Hall was like a duck that had been smashed with a stick, his mouth slightly open, and his expression was stunned.

The young duchess's daughter was known for her politeness and gentleness, but at this moment the butler could never have imagined that the words ringing in her ears carried a trace of coldness that made him palpitate.

Sally, whose face was cold for a moment, ignored Hall and turned her gaze to Roddy - the curvature of the corners of her mouth disappeared, leaving only seriousness.

"So... Captain Roddy, do you have any news to report?"