The three of them waited in the hall for a long time, a full hour passed, but no one seemed to want to come, except for the two Holy Knights standing in the doorway, still standing in place. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Being hung here like this, the three of them were obviously a little impatient.

There wasn't even a chair to rest in, and they had been brought in and left here as if forgotten.

There was really no way to wait, the bald man walked up to the two holy knights, and said in a hurried tone, "Two, which one is looking for us? It's been so long, did that lord forget about it?" ”

The Holy Knight glanced at the bald-headed mercenary with a tattoo on his cheek, and said expressionlessly, "You can just wait in peace." ”

With that, the Holy Knight looked ahead again, no longer speaking.

didn't get the answer he wanted, coupled with the Holy Knight's arrogant behavior, the bald head touched the long sword on his waist, glared at the Holy Knight fiercely, and walked back with a cold snort.

And his conversation with the guards obviously fell on the ears of the other two.

Another tall middle-aged man with a beard narrowed his eyes slightly, the Holy See did not hesitate to secretly find himself from the Northland Ice Field, was it just to play a joke with himself?

Or is it that the big man who wants to see him wants to give the three of him a dismount?

It's just that such a low-level method made the middle-aged man feel a little disdainful in his heart, and he also snorted coldly, and continued to enjoy the beautiful paintings painted on the walls in the hall.

With a mounted spear behind him, the Knight of Art always looked at all this with a blank face, and lightly touched the gilded artwork placed in the corner of the wall, since it was the big people of the Holy See who wanted to see them, but the guards did not collect their weapons before coming here.

Art didn't believe they would make such a low-level mistake, in other words, it was something that the big man had specially told him, and that big man probably had a very strong force at his disposal!

So much so that they are not afraid of the Assassins mixed in at all.

The rumors about the power of the Holy See, the rumors about the various taverns on the way here, Art had long heard about it, and it was the first time in the 'Pilgrim Town' that Art had seen so many adventurers gathered together, but no one dared to make trouble inside.

If you want to subdue such people and let them obediently follow the rules, it is not enough to rely on status and force deterrence!

Only a strong force and skill that can make them feel fear, and not even the slightest thought of resistance, can do it!

Years of adventure have always taught Dilumudo Mai Yat, the pinnacle of the Silver Knight, that when his legs cross the Buck Fortress, there is always a pair of eyes watching them!

That feeling made him uncomfortable.

The entry of a cavalry regiment of fifty men is not a trivial matter for the ruler here, and it is normal to be stared at, but to be able to do this to such a point, the royal family, which is somewhat weak compared to the Holy See in the north, obviously cannot do this.

As for the horse bandits who entered the country with the name of adventurers, their corpses are still hanging on the walls of various places as a demonstration and deterrent!

At this moment, the big man who had kept them waiting for more than an hour finally appeared outside the door.

All three looked at the gate at the same time.

I saw a young man in a plain white robe walk in, followed by a young man and a young girl with an incomparably beautiful face.

And the first impression the three of them had of this young man was his golden eyes!

Deep, like endless stars.

But what made them wonder was that such a thin young man who did not look like he was twenty years old and had no power to tie his hands was the big man in the Holy See who wanted to see them?

It's just that the Knight of Art couldn't help but gasp when he saw Mien walking into the room!

Although Meen has forgotten the name of the Silver Knight, Art has never forgotten the mysterious man with golden eyes in the 'Diamond Hotel'.

Six years have passed, and the years have barely left a mark on his face!

You must know that now Di Lumuduo, even if he has just trimmed his image in the morning, he has a lot of stubble on his face at this time.

The two holy knights saw Mien walking over, their bodies became straighter, and after bowing their heads to Mine, they left the place.

Naturally, Mien would not be bored enough to deal with a few mercenaries and give them a dismount first, but he was entangled in some things just now and couldn't get out, so he came late.

It's just that the middle-aged man with a beard saw a man and a woman behind Meen, and his face was shocked in an instant!

Gray-clad Juggernaut!

The one who represents the power of contempt for the mundane, the unrivaled strength, and the legend that countless adventurers revered to the extreme!

How could he be in such a place?!

Mien walked up to the three of them with a smile on his face, "Let the three of you wait for a long time, you can call me Mien Young, and behind me is Loren, and May." ”

Being late for the first meeting with a stranger is a basic courtesy.

It's just that Mien's approachable appearance fell in the eyes of the other two people except Art, which suddenly made them a little uncertain.

The two of them looked at each other, didn't they say that those big people should be arrogant in the face of their '*** attitude?Why did this young man introduce his name to them first?

The unpleasantness that had been waiting for an hour suddenly disappeared without a trace, and all that remained was suspicion of Mien's attitude.

The bald head hesitated for a moment, looked into Mien's eyes and said, "Kalibu, the leader of the Blood Raven Mercenary Regiment. ”

The middle-aged man with a beard looked at Meehn, "Marshall, wandering mercenary and adventurer. ”

After a slight pause, he turned his gaze to Loren, who was standing behind Meen, and showed a dry smile, "You should be the 'Gray-clothed Sword Saint', I have heard of your deeds." ”

But all that responded to him was Loren's icy gaze.

After listening to the introduction of the two, Mien looked at Yat, who was still stunned, and smiled, "Dilumudo Mai Yat, the head of the Knights of Fiona, I think we should have met before. ”

Hearing Mien's voice, Art came back to his senses, and was silent for a long time, always staring at Mien's face, before he spoke, "You want to see us?"

The name of the gray-clothed sword saint, as long as he does not live in the mountains, there are few adventurers who have not heard of the name of Loren.

And the gray-clothed sword saint that Marshall mentioned just now, he could naturally hear it.

The iconic gray robe, and the girl with a beautiful face like an elf by his side, everything is as rumored!

But being a big man in the Holy See, and being able to let the famous 'Gray-clothed Sword Saint' follow him, Art suddenly felt that the mysterious person who saved him six years ago was becoming more and more mysterious in his eyes at this time.