Looking at James, who was so sad that he was full of gray hair in one day, Anthony had no good way to persuade him.

For a man whose whole family has died, any persuasion is pale and even counterproductive.

But for the other person, it is useful to speak.

"How old are you, Raisa (little eggplant)?" he asked in a low tone, suppressing his anger.

The little eggplant was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "Twelve, no, thirteen." ”

"Thirteen years old can't be considered young, you're not a primary school student, are you?"

"I'm in junior high school. ”

“...... Then why are you only old and don't have long brains!" Anthony resisted the urge to roar and whispered, "In front of the survivors of the massacre, talk with relish about how his family was killed...... Do you have a problem with your brain? Do you want me to find Hanfeng to help you make some brain fragments?"

Of course, the little eggplant also knew that she was doing something wrong, she lowered her head and whispered, "I'm sorry......"

"It's useful to say I'm sorry? Look at what he looks like now! When the seed sent him to you, he was still a young man, but now he's half old!" Anthony sighed deeply and asked, "How did you come up with the idea of saying this?"

"I often see this kind of scene in movies and television, it's very funny. ”

"That's a comedy! It's a comedy! You take a comedy as reality?!" Anthony was dumbfounded, and almost couldn't help roaring, "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf can still rub the spaceship by hand, you rub one for me to see!"

The little eggplant hung her head and began to sob.

Anthony blushed and didn't say anything more to her.

He contacted President Sanyu through a private chat channel and told him about it.

"I think...... A few children in our guild should let them study hard in the castle, and even if they come out to do things, they must be accompanied by more stable people like Anka. He said with a heavy heart, "One didn't pay attention, and he made such a big news for us!"

Looking at the words in the private chat channel, Sanyu couldn't help but nodded: "You're right! They are still young, and although they are not worse than us in terms of strength, they are actually early in maturity...... I'm to blame for this. I should have thought of this when I heard them say that the maximum death penalty should be started in three years!"

"So be it, I still have a bit of a headache...... This training will make me cry, alas!"

"No way, you can let her go back to the castle, I'll gather the others back and talk to them......"

After a while, the little eggplant who got the news raised his head and looked at Anthony with tears in his eyes: "That...... I'm going back to the castle, and he'll leave his business to you......"

"Don't worry, I won't treat him badly. ”

The little eggplant nodded, wiped her tears, spread her wings and flew away, and soon disappeared.

After dealing with this matter, Anthony thought for a long time, then jumped into the carriage and said to James, who looked depressed and seemed to have nothing to love, "How old are you this year?"

Jaime was just downcast, never dead. Even when he heard Anthony and Little Eggplant arguing in a language he didn't remember at all, he didn't mean to look up.

At this moment, he still hung his head and replied in a low voice, "Twenty-five." ”

"Richard Thrace is twenty-six, a year older than you. Anthony said.

Hearing Richard's name, James's body shook slightly.

"Under normal circumstances, you'll all live another thirty years or more. The difference is that he will fight in the north and south, constantly expanding his territory, constantly ruling more lands, more people, plundering more wealth, and causing more tragedies like the Edwards. As for you, you will always be depressed and depressed, like a piece of soaked wood, thrown in an inconspicuous corner and slowly rotting...... Maybe a few more mushrooms can grow. ”

Jaime's shoulders shook as if he were about to cry.

"James Edward!" yelled Anthony, "look up and look me in the eye! Tell me, is this what you want?"

Jaime looked up slowly, a fierce glint in his eyes.

"Very well, you finally look like a man!" Anthony smiled, "Now you have two choices, you can live easily, I am also a count, and it will be no problem to arrange an easy job for you." You still have more than one million, enough for you to spend your whole life drinking, sleeping in different women's beds every day, and having fun in different wine banquet halls, do you like such a future?"

If it was a few days ago, James would say, "Of course I do." ”

But now, he didn't say anything, just shook his head silently but firmly.

"Then you have only one other choice, find a way to kill Richard, kill those who killed your relatives and friends, and make them pay for it with blood!" Anthony nodded and said, "You are still young, capable, rich, and more importantly, you still have friends, friends who are willing to support you, who are willing to accompany you to deal with Richard, and to deal with Thrace." ”

He pointed at himself with the thumb of his right hand: "Now I would like to introduce myself to you, the contemptible Doron Tara Khan, the lord of the Earldom of Tara Khan in the Trera Kingdom. I'm planning to train a strong army and stab Richard in the ass when Thrace invades the whole world - will you help me?"

Jaime smiled, but his smile was not warm at all, but there was a palpitating madness.

"Of course!" he replied in the voice of a child who would have nightmares when he listened to it.

Anthony held out his hand and shook his hand.

"Then it is decided, before you kill Richard, you must live well, even your relatives and friends, and avenge them in the future. ”

"Don't worry, until I complete my revenge, even if death comes to me, I will be left in the world with a dead face!"

So the matter was settled, and Anthony asked his men to drive the carriage and sat in the carriage to talk to Jaime at length.

"Keep your identity a secret, after all, I don't want to be targeted by Richard right now. Do you have an opinion on this?"

"No, that's as it should be. Jaime had regained his composure, his eyes shining with wisdom again, as if he had gone back to when he had commanded the crusaders.

He raised his right hand and punched himself in the face with a heavy blow, and with the sound of bones shattering, the entire bridge of his nose collapsed.

"My hair is gray, and now my nose is collapsed, and if I shave my eyebrows again, even my old friends will not recognize me in person. ”

Anthony looked at his bloodied but smiling face, looked at those eyes with pleasure in pain, and sighed secretly in his heart.

(Now Jaime, I'm afraid it is impossible to become the dragon slayer who is determined to sweep away the monsters and protect the world!)

"By the way, I need to change my name. Jaime said thoughtfully, "What should I call it?, and help me think about it, and what I come up with may be seen." ”

Anthony thought for a moment and said, "I have heard of a young man named Harry, whose father Jaime and mother Lily were killed by the enemy, and he himself suffered a lot because of this, and was constantly hunted down by the enemy. But he was never discouraged, practiced his skills hard, and finally led a group of passionate partners to defeat his enemies and become a generation of heroes. ”

Jaime smiled, "Harry, that's a good name! So from this day forward, I'm not James Edward, I'm Harry." Avenger Harry!"

With his words, Anthony clearly saw that the originally blue "James Edward" above his head had become a purple "Harry the Avenger".