In the catacombs of Kiger, Viscount Tranka was kneeling on one knee and whispering the information he had found:

"Lord Ansardine, the next few batches of information have been checked, and it has been confirmed that the only threat target in the Parl Territory is the Wellington knight, and the rest... are not to be worried. ”

"A group of guerrillas, and dozens of pampered Templars, I naturally won't take it seriously." Ansatine tapped his fingers on the parchment beside the table, and said, "Blake will solve all the problems in the evening, but I have a question - why can't I find that Roddy's whereabouts?" ”

"My lord, he seems to have rejected the baronial title and chose to go alone..."

"Ridiculous."

Ansardin snorted coldly, he had seen the greed of humans, and he didn't believe anyone could resist the temptation of glory and wealth - but it didn't matter what the scout captain thought, the puppets who arrived in Parr with Black would naturally solve the "miscellaneous".

Afraid that things would change, Tranka added, "My lord, that Wellington knight... The strength is not weak, and it can even be called one of the two strongest knights in Ivta. ”

"Huh"

Ansatin smiled disdainfully, turned his head to look at the magic circle that represented all the puppets, and said coldly, "What is the strongest... In front of powerful puppets, they are all weak. ”

In front of him, the blue light circle flashed with thirteen nodes, representing the thirteen puppets he sent out this time.

These are not skeleton soldiers that can be smashed with a mallet in the impression of ordinary people, "skeleton soldiers" belong to the "necromancer summoning" system, and the power of the "puppet system" is that the summoned puppets are not completely controlled by the necromancer, but have their own combat consciousness according to the crafting materials, and the more precious the materials, the stronger the strength.

Over the years, Viscount Tranca has amassed a lot of wealth for Ansadine, and at the same time, he has also obtained countless materials that are enough to summon powerful puppets, and the puppets who are ready to attack at this time are far stronger than those of the same level.

His eyes swept over the magic circle, and the magic crystals that maintained control in it were steadily outputting energy, and the "puppet system" did not have high spiritual requirements for necromancers, and the only drawback was that it consumed a lot, but the "local tyrant" Ansadine was really not short of money...

After letting Tranka retreat, Ansatine was about to rummage through some recipes, because Tranka had just brought news that a lot of precious medicinal herbs had suddenly appeared in the trading market in Kiger Town.

However, it seems that the owner of the medicinal materials does not plan to sell it directly, but wants to pay a little manual fee and directly take the finished medicine, and even offers a price to provide the medicinal materials in half of the medicine, which makes Ansadine, who values several of these medicinal materials, quite concerned.

Needless to say, Tranca has already set out to make the acquisition.

Flipping through the old books, a black crow with scarlet eyes hissed twice outside the catacomb's doorway, and Ansadin turned his head with a strange smile on his rotten face.

"Tut-tut, Magda's old-timers seem to be pitiful."

With that, he stepped out of the city, raised his hand and let the crow fly over his shoulder, towards Magda's hiding place outside Kiger...

In the evening, the town of Parr.

After Viscount Tranca's chief butler, Blake, arrived, the atmosphere in the town was much more lively than before. The civilians looked at the carriages parked outside the town, and their faces showed a little envy - although the new lord was always stupid, he always had a good heart, and when he saw the temperature drop a few days ago, he even sent someone to distribute a lot of bread to those beggars, and it was obvious that this behavior had made them feel a lot of favor.

Therefore, seeing that the lord has made progress, the commoners naturally wonder if this lord will do some welfare or something.

It's just that they are very strange that none of the scouts who were originally training on the school field are missing at this time, and those who stand up to greet them are all Templars who were as pampered as their uncles in the past - these originally belonged to the sect with well-armed and well-equipped weapons, and they are very good-looking, and when the Black butler saw it, he also sincerely admired a few words, and praised a bunch of sycophants such as "heroic divine martial arts", which made this group of knights want to raise their faces to the sky.

The idea of this group of knights at this time is very unified: that group of scouts are tired and tired, and when it is time to show their faces, they are not even qualified to appear, which is really fucking sad

The surrounding civilians also made a similar comment about this - "Why didn't those boys come out?" It can't be stage fright, right? ”

"It must be that the lord thinks they don't look good, and I'm afraid that this butler will look down on them."

"Also, those guys are crawling around like mud monkeys every day, and it's really unreasonable to pull them out and stand here."

This statement made the Templars and guards feel even more embarrassed, after all, they had not participated in the battle, they were just selected strong men, and it was enough to pass the swordsmanship and horsemanship, who wanted to go through the sword and sword shadows?

However, along the way, Sodrore frowned slightly-he knew very well that the scouts would not stop training because of any big role, even if Duke Angmar came, and the only one who had the power to order them was Roddy, who had just returned...

Could it be that something happened?

Sodrore has a steady and cautious personality, and he can still think of such details while chatting with Blake, which no one else can do, but along the way, he didn't see Roddy's shadow at all, but only saw Wellington in front of the Baron's Palace.

"The dinner party has been arranged, and Butler Blake should take a little rest here."

Sodrore was born into a noble family, so he naturally understood this habit of flattering each other and holding each other's stinky feet. Viscount Tranca's status is not low, so Sodrol gave the other party enough at this time - Blake touched his goatee, looked useful, and threw out the baron without any money, and then walked into the baron's palace with two guards.

Wellington stood silently aside, the characteristics of the "Ghost Knight" made him seem non-existent, but his eyes flickered slightly when he thought of the two guards, and when he turned around, he found that in the crowd not far away, Roddy's figure was silently walking by.

"It's kind of interesting."

Wellington was not young, and he saw the affairs of the nobility more thoroughly. However, in his opinion, he just thinks that this Black doesn't have much purpose, and to support him is to bring sweet dates with a stick to frustrate Sodrore's sharpness.

After all, as a new lord, Sodrore is too young, unrooted and inexperienced, and it is normal for the "old nobles" to come and take care of it.

Thinking so in his heart, the Wellington knights didn't take Blake seriously, after all, with his status, there was no pressure to face Viscount Tranca. He turned his head, wondering what the consequences of the scouts' training methods would be, but suddenly he looked up, and felt a shadow flash in the distance—

When she looked closely, she saw a slender figure in a cloak standing on the roof of a tailor's shop looking around, and the tailor downstairs was shouting something at her, but the veiled woman didn't pay any attention to it, just glanced indifferently, turned around and jumped over another wall, although she was nimble, Wellington shook her head, sighed and left—

"Where did this kid come from, madman..."

Roddy, who was complained about by the ghost knight, was not easy at this time, although he was a little nervous, but after seeing the Black butler, he instinctively raised his vigilance.

Roddy is well aware that the biggest difference between himself and others is that he can see the "system interface". The existence of the "Peripheral Character Status Bar" allowed him to avoid many disasters, and now the font shows bright red Blake and the guards, forcing Roddy to make various plans.

He wasn't sure that the other party was hostile, but there must be demons when he used anomalies, and it wasn't a bad thing to be cautious after all - so within half an hour, the scout team had already been asked by him to enter the state of "first-level combat readiness", and even all of them had already put on metal armor and hid in several warehouses in the town, and even the war horses were ready.

If something happens, then go directly, if nothing happens, the right is a drill.

After doing this, Roddy sent someone to inform Sodrore and Wellington, and even had his weapons hidden in the venue of today's dinner - on the other hand, he told the Templars and Temple Guards to keep their faces untouched, so that they could keep their faces up and not show any flaws.

Ruger and Carter took the order to lead the team with serious faces, and Roddy hurried to the room that Sodrore had arranged for him a long time ago - the "belongings" in Nolan Village had already moved over, and to be honest, there were not many old things. The room was very simple, the furniture was very new, and there was a basket next to the table, and Roddy hurried over to confirm that it was the egg that he had obtained in the "Swamp of Death" - of course, it was not an egg but a "snapping turtle" at this time.

This snapping turtle is not much different from the wild snapping turtle on TV in Roddy's impression, the size is also very small, less than half the size of a palm, there are some edges and corners on the head, and the shape of the turtle shell is sharper than that of tortoises and the like, but that's all.

The "Ranger" can have up to four pets, and only one can be carried out to fight in peacetime, and the rest can be kept in the "beast pen", and the same is true for the "Demon Hunter". Luo Di thought about it, and directly selected the "domestication" skill from the skill column, and directly began to "domesticate" the snapping turtle.

Although the other party is small, it belongs to the "Warcraft" after all, and Luo Di does not expect this little Wang Ba to bring any advantages in combat, but attaches great importance to the skills it can increase for himself.

The snapping turtle was stunned, and the weather was cold, at this time it was as motionless as a stone, and accepted Roddy's domestication without even the slightest resistance - the process went surprisingly smoothly, a faint light flashed, but Roddy suddenly snorted...

A mysterious force crashed into his mind, making him feel like he had been smashed. But then the feeling faded away, and then disappeared without a trace.

"That's it?"

Roddy looked at the snapping turtle that was looking up at him, and a frame popped up in front of him - [Choose a name for your pet]

He was not interested in paying attention to this, and immediately looked at his [Status Bar]: "Soul Link" Duration: N And the [Skill Bar] in the lower left corner, a new turtle shell icon unsurprisingly lit up...