"The agreement is not inviolable, and it is not a magical contract!" Leo's voice subconsciously raised a little, but soon looked around nervously, and lowered it again, "There is such a thing as an agreement, what determines whether it can be executed is strength and strength!" So it's impossible for Capes to have the strength to get other countries to abide by the agreement, so I think it's going to be a big mess. ”

"Really?" Rogge was a little surprised, but lowered his head to eat, "Looks like I'm going to have to be ready to run away at any time." ”

"Escape?" Leo looked at Rogge in disbelief, "Aren't you a member of the City Guard, a soldier of the Duchy of Capes?" He could say such a thing as fleeing. ”

"According to what you said, the royal family no longer has the ability to maintain the Millennium Agreement, so if it doesn't have the strength, it will definitely be destroyed, so what are you going to do if you don't leave?"

"Live and die with the country." Leo was a little excited, "Isn't that what we should do?" The war is coming, and the man should pick up the sword and carry the shield on his back, and become the legend of this battlefield and the epic existence that will be recited by future generations! ”

"Do you know magic?" Rogge asked.

"No, it won't."

"Do you know magic?"

"No, it won't."

"Do you have a bloodline inheritance or bloodline power?"

"Nope."

"Nothing, nothing, you still want to be a hero?" Rogge lowered his head again and nibbled on the pork chop.

"That's not what I said!" Leo was a little angry, "Who says that heroes are those people?" Didn't King Arthur of Britain start out as a wild boy? Wasn't the original king of Capes also an archduke with no ability at all? Courage, faith, fighting spirit, determination. These are the factors that determine the hero, not the ability! ”

"Tell me about it...... If war really breaks out. Who is most likely to be a hero in this tavern? Or legend? ”

Leo wanted to talk about himself, but looked at Rog as if he didn't want to say it was you, so he closed his mouth again, looked around for a moment, and then lowered his voice.

"First of all, the one sitting on the windowsill looked poor and sour, with his back bent, and he had no energy at all. Surely it won't be his ......"

Seeing Rogge's noncommittal nod. Leo turned his head back to look at the others.

"It's not the one in the corner, he looks so ordinary, I mean, I don't see anything special about him......"

Rog glanced at the dark-haired half-breed in the corner who seemed to be from the East. He does look ordinary. Ordinary linen costumes. Ordinary face, no swords and no other weapons, with two bracelets on his wrists. One of them looked beautiful, blue like a drop of water, while on the other hand, a quaint, indiscernible bracer, he looked like an ordinary traveler, but Rogge still felt that something was wrong.

Yes, something is wrong, so ordinary, so ordinary that you can't define an adjective other than ordinary for him.

"Sometimes it's the average person who does miracles, or surprises, or lives longer than anyone else."

When Rogge said this, he didn't know why he would say this, but he just said it subconsciously, but after saying that, Rogge lowered his head and ate his own food, a cook's son, a little city defense soldier, should not say such things that seem more suitable for poets and philosophers.

Leo didn't care, just sighed, a little leisurely: "Even if you can't be a hero, it's much better to be a hero's follower, and it will be recorded in the history books in the future, on a certain year, a certain month, and a certain day, the holy and great lion king, in a tavern, met his most loyal and brave servant, Leo, and the wheel of history began its trajectory at this moment......"

In fact, if you really want to describe it, the wheel of history does not turn like this, maybe after a few years, Leo and Rogge did not know what to do, when the wheel of history began to turn, the group of people who changed the direction of this world may be a very key person, who was waiting in the tavern for another person who really "the wheel of history began to turn forward at this moment", and in the process of waiting, listened to their conversation throughout the whole process.

It's kind of interesting, Zhou Chu thought.

Are the creators of history and destiny, the heroes and chronicles of legends and epics? He had never thought about this, and even at such a moment, all he was thinking about was how to survive and continue to be strong, but he didn't realize that he seemed to have actually become one of the people who could change some of the future and future of this world world to some extent, at least this world world world.

But this is not our world, he thought, so we need more, so we also need to make everything better and get more, as well as to ensure the plan, as for this plan, what kind of future will change this world, what kind of direction it will affect, that is what he can't think about, and he can't think about it.

So Zhou Chu just listened to the conversation of the two Noorlistt citizens named Leo and Rogge, and then continued to wait.

It wasn't until a black-cloaked man walked by directly outside the door opposite that Zhou Chu stood up and left the tavern.

Zhou Chu followed the black cloak unhurriedly, passing through several streets, and then the black cloak walked into a house, Zhou Chu looked around, and found no suspicious signs, and waited for a while before he followed, went up the steps, and knocked lightly on the door.

A muffled voice came from behind the door.

"Who?"

"Another time and space in the far east."

This was the agreed code, so the door opened quickly, Zhou Chu flashed in, and the door closed again.

It's not a big house, and the living room is a little crowded, but the furnishings around it still give people a homely feel, but the few people sitting and standing there are a little out of place.

Zhou Chu stared at the black cloak for a moment, a little unsure.

"Clever?"

"Who else could it be if it wasn't me?" Gao Ming took off the hood of his cloak, revealing his appearance, and although he had been transformed, he could still see some similarities in his facial features, and the butterfly sat on the side, giving Gao Ming a blank look.

"Don't make it look like long-lost brothers recognize each other, but don't dare to recognize each other, don't you know who is who is with the watch?"

The corners of Gao Ming's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything.

Zhou Chu looked around the living room, and then looked at Gao Ming.

"It's all here?"

"Well, it's all here."

Wang Shi, who is still very tall and can be recognized even if he has been blonde and blue-eyed, Yan Bo, an old butler disguised as the aristocratic style of the British Empire, and a little girl who looks a little timid like a doll wearing a princess dress are naturally Xiao An.

The team of the underworld, all of them are here. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you to the Emperor of Flame § for the monthly pass of the wrong boots.