"Hello, have you ever heard of your soldier named Bedounat?" asked Leo as he stopped a non-commissioned officer in the center.

"Bedounat?" the non-commissioned officer thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "I'm sorry, no. ”

Leo sighed.

This was the twelfth person he had asked, but still found nothing.

After hearing Leo's sigh, the non-commissioned officer stopped wanting to leave, thought for a moment, and asked, "Can you describe what this person looks like?"

“... Unfortunately, no. ”

This is another reason why Leo's task of finding someone is difficult.

Nana didn't know what his brother looked like, and Bedounat didn't offer a way to find him.

The non-commissioned officer did not say goodbye, but patiently asked again: "Do you have any other information? ”

"All I know is that he joined the army six years ago, on an errand under Baron Rubo. Leo asked with a faint hope.

"Baron, there are not a hundred or eighty barons here, so you'll have to be patient to find them. The non-commissioned officer shook his head regretfully.

Leo had no choice but to leave disappointed again.

"Oh, hey, wait!"

The sky is endless, and the non-commissioned officer who was about to turn around and leave seemed to remember something, and hurriedly stopped Leo who was leaving.

"Six years ago, I remembered a man named Bedounat, who matched most of what you said. ”

Hope suddenly ignited in Leo's eyes, and he hurriedly asked, "Is he still alive?"

"Alive?" the non-commissioned officer smiled at Leo. "If he's really the Bedounat you said he was, he's not alive now, and I'm going to have to call him sir. ”

The non-commissioned officer brought his horse and said, "Come on, there is still a long way to go, and the famous Bedounat is on the front line." ”

Leo refused the non-commissioned officer's invitation and pointed to his legs: "Don't worry, I can keep up." ”

The non-commissioned officer also stopped insisting and rode his horse to the front.

"The Far East City is stationed with an army of nearly a hundred nobles, and the troops near the periphery are all troops who are about to prepare for the battle. The non-commissioned officer explained right away. "Bedounath is now the commander of the northern front of the mixed forces of the Viscount Barons under the command of the Duke of Cowinshire, and he has to dispatch the miscellaneous combined forces of the Viscounts and Barons on the front line at all times, and we can only find him there. ”

A hint of curiosity flashed in Leo's eyes, and he asked, "Sounds like he has a lot of power?"

"The power is so big that we are two types of people. Now just wait for him to complete the Sanctuary, and the Duke of Covenshire will crown him as the Earl of the Field. There was a hint of envy in the non-commissioned officer's eyes.

In the army, promotion is a common thing, but being crowned a nobleman is a rare thing, even if it is just a court nobleman with no real name, it is enough to motivate soldiers to fight bravely within half a year.

Not to mention the fact that there is a field count who has the right to tax, the right to mint money, and the penal code.

After the non-commissioned officer finished envious, he changed the topic and asked: "I heard that Bedounath has a sister, why didn't she come?

At the end of the conversation, the non-commissioned officer had already gotten cautious.

It is no wonder that the non-commissioned officer thinks so, Leo asks aimlessly, how do you think it is like someone entrusted to deliver the message, the family has suffered a catastrophe, and the matter of asking wandering adventurers to come to deliver the letter is not uncommon in this era of natural disasters and wars.

This is also the reason for the patient guidance of the non-commissioned officers.

Leo was slightly stunned for a moment, and said: "She is also in this Far East City, but she is unable to move, so I am the only one who came out to find someone." ”

"I see. Bedounat thinks this sister is very important, and if something happens to her, he will go crazy. ”

The non-commissioned officer dismounted, stopped in front of a barracks, and called out the sentry.

"Please report to Viscount Montero, her sister's..."

"Captain, it's her regimental leader. Leo said first.

For this brother-in-law with an unclear attitude, Leo played a trick and decided to hide his relationship with Nana first.

The non-commissioned officer nodded and said, "Just report as he said." ”

Looking at the herald's distant figure, Leo sighed, "Viscount Montero, no wonder I can't find the name Bedounat, it turns out that he already has his own noble surname." ”

Traditionally, nobles could add the name of their domain to their surname as a padding name to distinguish them from commoners. And the soldiers used to call him Viscount Montero, so Leo naturally couldn't find a Bedounat soldier.

The sinking dust soon rose again, and it was not a herald who came, but a handsome young man with slightly dark skin.

His short black hair was clinging to his scalp, his deep eye sockets were embedded in his emaciated cheeks, and his high, straight nose and slightly thin lips were placed together, making him look straight and stubborn.

The young man turned over and dismounted, stood in front of Leo, looked at him sternly with a pair of dark and deep pupils under his sword eyebrows, and asked aggressively.

"You're Leo?"

Leo couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He was sure that the man in front of him must be Nana's brother, Bedounat.

Leo looked at Bedounat calmly and said, "It's me." ”

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Leo showed no intention of flinching, and Bedounat's gaze calmed slightly.

"It's bold. Come with me, I think we have a lot to talk about. ”

Bedounat led his horse and led Leo deeper into the barracks.

While Bedounat was trying to get to know Leo in terms of appearance and spirit, Leo was also trying to get to know him through the army that Bedounat had trained.

Based on Leo's understanding of the combined army, the big nobles often send specific troops to form a complete combat unit because of the large number of their own armies, and directly obey the dispatch of the commander-in-chief of the battlefield, while the small nobles have mixed forces, and often only form a unit by integrating the armies of multiple nobles to complete the orders on the battlefield.

This kind of integrated soldier is often the most troublesome part of the commander-in-chief.

They often have combat habits brought from their respective territories, and are prone to huddles in unfamiliar environments. These shortcomings will disrupt the order of the barracks in peacetime, and disrupt the combat deployment on the battlefield, even if they are used as cannon fodder in the front, there is a lot of risk.

However, in Leo's perception, these soldiers may appear closer in a squad because they have fought together more times, but there is no obvious cross-camp huddle behavior.

That's quite a commanding skill.

Although it is unclear how Bedounath did this, Leo judged that he must have had an extraordinary personality, which may be the reason why he was able to do so in six years.

Leo silently followed Bedounat to his tent.

Although Bedounath was the commander-in-chief of the Northern Front, his tent was far less luxurious than that of the Babanic.

The camp tent of several square meters is worthy of a bed and a low table, and the low table is not even equipped with chairs, so you can only sit on the edge of the low table.

Bedounatra went to the tent and cleaned up the papers scattered on the table.

"Why is it just you? Nana?"

As soon as he sat down, Bedounat asked about his sister.

"She's not well, so I'll look for you on his behalf. Leo said truthfully.

A stupid question.

Bedounat coughed dryly, changed direction and continued to ask, "Why are you here?"

Li Aoqiang held back the gaze he usually used to look at the fool, and said as calmly as possible: "Didn't you invite us here?"

"Oh, uh, yes. But you haven't written back to me saying you're coming, you guys—" Bedounat subconsciously found an outlet.

Leo sighed in his heart, and began to wonder how his brother-in-law's position came about.

"It takes two months for a letter to go back and forth, and by the time the next letter comes back, you'll all be at war, and there's no way we're going to waste the spring waiting for your reply in the town of Minutemins. So it's best to start right away. ”

Bedounat, whose words were interrupted, coughed again.

"Ahem, well, yes, you made the right decision. ”

The corners of Leo's mouth curled slightly, and his senses for this brother were much better.

Bedounat, too, sensed that he was not fit for the kind of cold image he had tried so hard to create, so he simply let go, pressed his arms on his legs, leaned forward slightly, and brought his head to Leo.

"When did you arrive in Far Eastern City?" Bedounat's voice became eager, eager to hear anything from his sister.

"It's just noon today. ”

"Where do you live?"

"An inn for the relatives of the Viscount and Baron's army. ”

"You didn't encounter blackmail, did you?"

"There was one, but I ran away. ”

"It's terrible. Bedounat frowned. "Although I have the heart to stop these chaos in the rear, I am still weak, and no one will listen to me. ”

Leo nodded.

He had a rough idea of what kind of person this new field nobleman was.

Bedounath is eager, simple, kind, full of ideals, and full of enthusiasm for realizing his dreams has not yet been smoothed out by reality.

"I'll give you my token later, and you'll go straight to the inn built for the immediate family of the nobles. ”

"The six-story building?"

"That's right. ”

"However, I refuse. ”

This was much more than Bedounat expected, and he couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

"Because I'm sheltering the civilians of that hotel right now, and all extortion is forbidden. ”

Bedounat was stunned, and after half a ring, he shook his head and said, "I thought the adventuring group was a bunch of mercenary guys. ”

Leo smiled slightly and said, "But we are still bound by ideas. ”

"What's the name of your party, and how big is it?"

"The Dragon Adventure Group, counting Nana, that's six people. ”

"It's a bit small. Bedounat muttered. But just for Nana, the larger the group, the more likely it is to be excluded, and the six people are just right to carry forward the virtue of unity and fraternity. ”

"Is Nana's food and clothing okay? She is not very easy to move, and I am afraid that she is the one who is holding back the team. Maybe I should give her a little more money to cover her living expenses?"

Leo snapped his hand to stop the worried brother's groundless conjecture, and said helplessly: "Nana is now the richest person in our team, and you won't be able to earn back one-tenth of her fortune after ten years of fighting." ”

Bedounath was silent again.

"Since she's doing well, I'm relieved. He scratched his head and asked one last question: "Also, are you really just his regimental commander?"

"Of course. Leo smiled and said, "Not only. ”