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Early morning.

The center of the town.

Mayor's Restaurant.

While the townsfolk were busy fetching water, Lord Rodriguez, the lord of the Rhodes Lord, dressed in his trademark black full-body armor, sat in the center of the table without saying a word, his hands propped on the table, and his face gloomy as a commander.

Paladin Lancelot stood at the table, slowly rubbing butter over the crispy white bread.

On the table were fragrant freshly baked bread, butter, parchment maps, a few papers, and a rusty axe.

The axe was huge, and for a human being, it was already a two-handed axe. It was in tatters, with many thin notches in the blade, and even a large piece in the center.

But even so, it can be seen that the owner of this axe cherishes it. All the notches had been carefully resharpened, and the blood-soaked black wrap on the wooden axe handle made the worn-out axe look like a wolf with scars but still sharp claws, and just looking at it made people feel a killing aura.

Around the two big men, the mayor of the town stood uneasily, and several black-armored attendants stood left and right at the door. Finally, a bloodied militiaman knelt on one knee beside Lord Rhodes.

Everyone in the room was enveloped by an eerie calm.

The maid who served the food unconsciously held her breath, put a large pot of broth in the middle of the table, and then hurried away.

Rod's eyes moved, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded; "It's hard work, you go down first, have a good rest, and recuperate well."

"Yes." The militia stood up and exited the room. Then several people in the room fell silent again.

In the whole restaurant, the most uncomfortable person is the mayor. Being in his own territory, his own restaurant, but he can only stand aside and wait, he doesn't have his share of eating, he doesn't have his share of talking, he can't do it without accompanying him, it's useless to stay here, and he can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

On the contrary, the most leisurely is the paladin Lancelot, who is eating buttered white bread and drinking hot broth.

"Mr. Mayor, go down too. There's nothing to do with you here, I'll let you know if I need your cooperation. ”

The lord spoke, and the mayor of the town hurriedly saluted and left as if it were an amnesty. After seeing the mayor leave, Rhodes turned his gaze to Lancelot.

"Why are you looking at me?" Lancelot's mouth was stuffed with bread.

"......" Rodriguez didn't say a word, staring at the paladin in silence.

Lancelot took a sip of the soup, swallowed the bread in his mouth, and said reluctantly, "Okay, okay, I know, I'll inform the church with the transfiguration card in a moment." But don't be too hopeful, for such small-scale border conflicts, the church generally doesn't care, and at most sends a few trainee priests from the gospel center with their eyes on the top of their heads. ”

"I want to ...... A few barefoot doctors with no nurse qualifications seem to be able to deal with the army of gray orcs. Rodriguez's eyes narrowed.

Lancelot shrugged, "Hey, that's the trainee priest of the Gospel Institute!" Isn't it a bit too much for a barefoot doctor or something...... Although I also hate the very gospel guys. ”

Rodriguez didn't want to discuss the issue and didn't want Lancelot to change the subject, so he didn't answer, just continued to stare at the paladin.

"Hey, hey, hey! Your Lord, don't look at me like that, okay? I'm just a little paladin, and you don't know what the status of our Hand of Judgment is in the Church of Light! We are paladins who say what sounds good, and we just run errands when we say things that don't sound good, okay? Spies, cannon fodder, cops, spies, that's what I do! ”

"I know that the hand of your Judgment is not a good thing." Rodriguez's voice was calm and he couldn't hear any emotion, "But I've heard...... Your Church of Light has a force department called the Inquisition? It seems that the witchers of the Inquisition are specifically aimed at foreign races such as gray orcs, right? ”

Lancelot rolled his eyes: "Then why don't you talk about the monsters that God punished?" The monsters of divine punishment are specially designed to fight against foreign races such as the gray orcs! ”

"The hand of divine punishment only appears in the Millennial War." Rodriguez's face turned cold, "You're going around in circles with me." But it's not a smart choice. To know...... I graduated from seminary. ”

Lancelot rolled his eyes and muttered quietly; "The seminary is really not too much, why teach so much...... It's getting harder and harder......"

"What did you say?"

"No, nothing." Lancelot sighed deeply, "I can only adjust two...... No, a squad of paladins is here to help you. As you know, I'm a little paladin in the rest of the department. ”

Rodriguez nodded: "Conditions? ”

Lancelot smiled and spat out two words: "Witch." ”

"No problem, I ......"

Before Rodriguez could finish speaking, the paladin unceremoniously interrupted, "Also, I want at least 10 heretics. You have to get your people to cooperate with me. ”

“…… OK. Rodriguez weighed the pros and cons and nodded.

"And ......"

"Don't overdo it."

"Of course, no." Lancelot blinked and said slowly, "I still want to ...... ...... in the hands of heretics You've been to seminary, you know. ”

"Hmph." Rodriguez pursed his lips disdainfully, "I naturally don't care about those strange little inventions, I really don't know why, your Holy Light Church obviously already has ...... But he still restricts others...... How could those earthy inventions threaten you? ”

There seemed to be some concerns, and Rodriguez's words also omitted a few important points.

Lancelot shrugged and said, "Not only don't you understand, but I don't understand either." But what does it matter? The big guys at the top like this, so we villains can only do what they like. ”

"Yes, you can toss as much as you want." Rodriguez stood up, pointed to a point on the map, and said, "But your team of paladins must be here within three days." ”

"Oh? Have you chosen the location of the decisive battle? Lancelot looked at the map and was a little confused, "No...... It's not like a good place for a decisive battle......"

"Of course not." Rodriguez flashed at the fire, "This time, it's not like the gray orcs are just grabbing some food and leaving. Therefore, we must first avoid the edge, see what they want to do, and then give them a fatal blow from the side!! ”

"In other words, all your villages and towns have been abandoned?"

"It's a necessary sacrifice."

"Hehe, Lord Lord, he really killed decisively." Lancelot laughed, "It seems that you are a more hypocrite than us hypocrites." Tsk, dozens of villages and towns, thousands of civilians will be lost...... That's a lot of money. ”

"3 days, get here." Rodriguez emphasized.

"Okay, good, 3 days for 3 days...... Not counting today, right? I'll just count you today. With that, Lancelot, who had eaten and drunk, quickly wiped his mouth and slipped away.

It wasn't until the paladin's back disappeared that a black-armored squire who had been standing behind the fallen lord said in a soft female voice: "Father, do you trust him so much?" I've heard that he's been making small moves in the past few days, and the small village where all the villagers were slaughtered inexplicably seems to have something to do with him......"

"Hmph, the people of the Hand of the Holy Judge are nothing more than a bunch of lackeys. They can't afford to make big waves. But now it's time to employ people, and a squad of paladins can already influence the situation of small-scale battles, and I need this power. ”

"But...... His target seems to be the nobles you recruited...... This ...... your credibility"

"It's just a 1-star ordination holder, even if it's a nobleman, it's just a nobleman in a small federal country, and it doesn't matter to us. Will they still be able to cross the sea, climb over the orc plateau, and attack my territory? Rodriguez smacked the table, "Now, everything is secondary, the most important thing is ...... Survive this orc plague! Including you and me, we have to work very hard to survive! ”

"This ...... It can't be that bad, right? It's at least 20 years before the Millennium War, how can it be? ”

"No, I think ......" Rodriguez shook his head, picked up the heavy axe on the table, and showed the totem on the axe to his daughter.

"It's ...... This is the Bloodaxe Tribe!?? The female voice was surprised.

"Yes." Rodriguez nodded and sighed, "The Millennium War seems to be ......"

“…… Ahead of schedule. ”

……

On the other hand.

After leaving the dining room, Paladin Lancelot walked around the garden a few times and came to his room.

Walking into the empty room and seeing a few more strange things on the table, Lancelot picked them up and fiddled with them, and said to the air, "These things, all of them belong to that person?" ”

"That's right."

A female voice responded in the air.

Lancelot fiddled with a short piece of rope, this rope was so fine and extremely high, only such a thin section, the paladin did not even use all his strength to eat!!

There are several other things that are also strange, a lightweight cylinder of unknown material, with copper underneath. There were also a few deformed balls of lead, which, despite being badly deformed, could still be seen to be in order.

"That'...... Have you investigated all his details? The paladin turned and looked at the woman in a black dress who appeared behind him at some point, "My Miss Poison Rose Blake Ruth." You didn't mess it up this time, did you? ”

"Of course." The woman smiled charmingly, "It's just a small one-star ring holder, and I heard that he is still a small nobleman in a small federal country." But what does it matter? Anyway, you have a lord on top. ”

"In that case, you should try not to come forward, just take my orders and let Rhodes's soldiers do it."

"Hehe, do you want to stir up Rhodes' relationship with those mercenaries...... As you wish......"

As the woman left, the room fell silent again.

If Chen Yin was here, he would have noticed that the three things on the table were all related to him: a nylon paracord, a copper-bottomed plastic scattergun case, and several deformed projectiles.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! 】