At this time, Quivenlar didn't bother to pay attention to the major's adjutant whose face was blue and pale, but directly pushed open the door of Blue Moon's office and walked in. The door slammed shut, locking out the adjutant major and the many assistants to the adjutant of the major rank who had quietly peeked out to see what was going on.

Lan Yue, who was reading a bunch of texts, raised her head, lifted her black glasses, and said with a delicate face expressionlessly: "My brother Kuiwenlar, your cousin just now is very lacking in chivalry and aristocratic cultivation. ”

"Manners? Self-cultivation? Hell demeanor and cultivation! Quivenlar strode over to Blue Moon's desk, propped his hands on the table, leaned forward, looked down at her, and said sentence by sentence, "I heard that you recruited that young man named Zhang Yuan into the Judgment Paladin?" ”

"Yes, he's in the training camp that Curry hosts right now. If nothing else, in three months we will be ready for a new paladin. Blue Moon replied with rare seriousness.

"Damn it!" Cavinlar slammed his desk and shouted, "I'm thirty years old, older than you, please don't treat me like a child!" I want to ask you, how are you going to solve the death of Bruneina! ”

"On the Ottoman side, I'll deal with it." Blue Moon's electronic pen spun rapidly between her fingers, and those who knew her well knew that it was a sign that she had begun to get impatient, and Quevaral certainly knew it.

"So, you're going to let Brunei die in vain? You should know that he is my most respected brother. I asked you to interfere in the pursuit of Zhang Yuan, so that Brunei can rest in peace, not to recommend male pet candidates for you. Quivenral's tone began to calm down in the last two sentences, but the coercion contained in them was much heavier than the roar he had just made.

The swirling electronic pen stopped suddenly, Lan Yue's face changed, and she looked at Quivenral coldly, and the tip of the electronic pen clicked on the office desktop.

"Quivenlar, I am accommodating and loving to you for the sake of my adoptive mother. But don't humiliate me with this accommodation and affection as weakness, this is the last chance I will give you, and the next time I hear you humiliate me, I will break your limbs and let you recuperate in the headquarters forever! Lan Yue said word by word, with no expression on her face.

Quivenral still stared at her silently, for a long time, and finally understood her expression. He knew that she would never compromise on this matter.

Quivenral took a deep breath and said calmly, "Miss Blue Moon, or should I call you General Blue Moon, I know your determination in this matter. However, I need to remind you that to be able to sit in this general's office today, in addition to your undoubted prowess, the support of my mother's family is also indispensable. And I'm thirty years old and I've officially entered the Holy Knights. According to the family regulations, they already have the ability and qualifications to inherit the family. If you refuse to back down in this matter, then I think that from tomorrow onwards, the power and power of the family will no longer be under your control, and you will no longer be able to provide you with refuge, and you will be left alone to face the entire Ottoman family. ”

He took another deep breath and continued: "I didn't have any interest in power and status, and I once hoped that my family could prosper under the leadership of my sister you, and I could live a peaceful life for the rest of my life. Whenever you need it, I'll stand with you. But now it's different, although I'm not as strong as you, and I don't have experience, but there are enough elders in the family to help me, and I'm determined to take this responsibility myself, rather than let a woman mess around. ”

After saying this in one breath, Quivinlar's face was a little pale, and his gray hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead. He straightened up and let out a long breath, his lips losing their blood.

"Of course, I trust your judgment, and if nothing else, we will see a new Paladin in three months. But there are always many surprises in this world, isn't it? Even if there really aren't accidents, we can create some accidents. I'm sure there will be a lot of people who want to see such an accident. With that, Quivenral walked out of the office.

Before opening the door, Quivenlar suddenly turned around and said quickly, "Sister, take care." Then he hurried away. This time his voice fluctuated slightly.

In the huge office, Lan Yue sat quietly, like a statue. She actually knew that there would be such a day earlier, even if she didn't break with this adoptive mother's son for Zhang Yuan, her adoptive mother's family would never allow her, an outsider who was powerful but did not have the slightest family bloodline, to dominate.

Tomorrow, this brother of Blue Moon will shoulder the heavy responsibility of the family, although he is still very immature, but he has begun to show the decisiveness of his choice and the ruthlessness of his style. Quivenral's decisiveness was even beyond Blue Moon's expectations, but his decision was the right one for the family, and it was an extremely unwise choice to abandon the Ottoman family that had been friendly for many years for the sake of an insignificant outsider.

After kicking her out of the family, Blue Moon's decision would not affect the relationship between the two families. And she was confident that Osman would come up with enough to compensate for the loss of a judging paladin general.

And herself, from tomorrow, will no longer be a member of the family. From now on, Blue Moon, the youngest major general of the Adjudicating Paladin, will face the whole world alone.

With a slight tap of the black electronic pen on the screen, Zhang Yuan's image jumped out. In the photo, Zhang Yuan has his back to the sunset, moving forward steadily, and the anti-materiel sniper behind him only reflects a little dazzling light from the mouth of the gun. His entire face was hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see his face clearly, only the faint glow in his pupils.

"Zhang Yuan, that's all I can help you, I hope you can become strong as soon as possible, just as strong as you were in the Warcraft world." Lan Yue sighed and said to herself.

After the training, the next few days are endless physical training. If the previous training made the trainers feel the erudition and selflessness of this instructor of Colonel Curryon, in the next physical training course, they thoroughly understood the origin of a small part of Colonel Curryon's prestige.

Curry has set different training volumes according to the abilities of each rider trainer, and if the will is strong enough, then all the trainees will be exhausted at the end of the day, that is, they don't want to do anything but fall asleep in bed.

Those who have the ability to strengthen their fighting genes will train several times more than others. Although each of the knight training team members more or less hid some of their own abilities, and Colonel Curry didn't ask at all, the amount of training given was exactly according to each person's limit, no more, no less.

Zhang Yuan's ability to strengthen his fighting genes is very weak, which is probably an ordinary high-level high-level. However, the training content and amount of training that Curry gave him were based on the standard of second-order ability enhancement based on fighting gene strengthening, and especially strengthened strength training.

In terms of body, Zhang Yuan's endurance is particularly long, and he is very meticulous in the distribution of his body, which can mobilize the last drop of his body, which may come from years of life in the wilderness, saving every penny of energy to make it play the maximum role almost becomes an instinct.

And Zhang Yuan's strength and body defense are relatively not so prominent, only roughly equivalent to first-order strengthening. I don't know if it's a coincidence, Curry's training content just hit Zhang Yuan's weakness.

It wasn't until 12 o'clock in the evening that Zhang Yuan finished the final training of 200 weight-bearing and 500 sandbags. When he moved back to the barracks and threw his body on the bed, he didn't even have the strength to eat. The overload of training made every muscle in his body hot, and a large number of muscles in his body were so tired that they lost control and kept spasming.