"Roy?" Scott nodded for a moment. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

During an after-dinner chat, he listened to Ansère tell the story of what had happened since he arrived in Lurien.

It was precisely because of following the boy named Roy that Ansel, who was originally just a side branch of the family, was born and became the leader of the third generation of disciples of the family, and became one of the inner circle of the family.

Later, because of his timely advice to Charles in the rainy night battle in Muni City, the family was able to retreat from a catastrophic defeat, and he also got Adolf's friendship and established the grand duke for the family's operation in Lulian, and now he is a person that his father Renault also values very much.

It can be said that without Roy, there would be no Ansel today.

It's a pity that the almost legendary boy has died under divine punishment, and Scott originally felt quite angry and appetized after hearing about his deeds, and wanted to meet him.

At this moment, hearing Ansel suddenly mention Roy again, Scott's eyes narrowed slightly: "What?"

"If I'm not mistaken, one of the old knights who went in just now was Roy's Bodyguard, Mr. Rook," Anse El said, "and I saw him with my own eyes last time in this Stormwind Tavern. ”

Speaking of this, Ansel's eyes seemed to be in front of him again, and there seemed to be another scene of Rook flying from the sky like a meteor, holding the injured Roy in his arms.

The terrifying momentum and coercion made Ansel feel like he was facing a flying mountain.

When Percy and the others arrived, Rook left. Then, the whole city saw the corpses of Schilling and the others and the rebellious nobles hanging from the trees.

Until now, no one has been sure who did this.

But Anse Air knew that it was definitely Rook's doing. In order to avenge Roy, he kills everyone cleanly.

Anse El didn't expect to meet Rook here today. And when the old man walked into the tavern with his friend smiling, a thought that had been hidden in the depths of his heart suddenly came to mind. An increasingly strong sense of certainty made Anselle's throat feel a little dry.

Not long ago, on a rainy night in Muni City, from the moment Ansel saw Sog in the mansion of Grand Duke Adolf, he subconsciously connected Roy and Leo. It is precisely because of this that he advises Charles not to underestimate Adolf's determination.

However, he never told anyone about it, but carefully buried it in his heart, and carefully observed it, trying to confirm his judgment.

The answer was revealed after the Battle of the Abyssal Demons.

Especially when he saw the 100 sets of celestial transformation costumes that Adolf personally confirmed for Leo during the entrance ceremony, he was almost sure that he was not wrong. Although his appearance has changed greatly, the young man who also has a pair of dark blue eyes is Roy.

You know, the Power Storm Suit was worn by Roy himself when he followed Roy on his expedition to the fjords. Even if it looks different, the core thing can't be hidden from him.

Therefore, when he saw Rook, he subconsciously pulled the guards who were trying to make trouble for the other party.

"Oh?" Charles was surprised to hear Ansel's words, "You mean, he's the ...... who killed the Fire King's Sword Saint disciple and Schilling last time."

Anse Air nodded.

Charles gasped. He had heard Ansel talk about these things.

Under Scott's bewildered gaze, Charles whispered in his ear. The more he listened, the more surprised Scott's gaze became.

When Charles finished speaking, Scott's eyes narrowed slightly: "Let's go, let's go in." ”

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In the Storm Tavern, it was bustling.

As soon as they entered the door, everyone felt a rush of heat and noise. Avoiding a few drunken mercenaries, Anse El had to raise his voice and ask a waitress to help him find a seat, and the group squeezed through the messy drinking tables and the crowd and sat down in the corner.

After ordering some wine casually, Scott and the others immediately focused their attention on a group of old knights five or six tables away.

Today's Lulian is becoming more and more prosperous and lively. People of all identities flocked here from all sides of the empire in search of opportunity. Among them, there are naturally some older mercenaries and knights.

Some of them were vassals of a lord. Outwardly, these old knights usually have a non-arrogant attitude, well-dressed, well-trimmed beards and hair, and clean boots. Although they are not young, they still maintain a standard and sturdy figure.

Just look at their clean and steady hands and the swords on their bodies to know that it is definitely an extremely dangerous thing to provoke them.

Others, wandering mercenaries or freelancers.

This kind of person looks like a variety of things. With the exception of some of the revered [old horses] among the freelancers or mercenaries, most of them wore unmatched armor and led thin horses covered in mud, with dirty faces, greasy beards and hair, and unusually depressed looks.

Most of these people have been wandering around since they were young. It is believed that there is wine today and drunk today, and every gold lulang earned is spent on wine glasses, gambling tables and women's bellies. When you run out of money, you go to the mission hall or some other place to pick up work, and play with your head.

When I was young, I was fine, but when I was older, life was not very good.

The long-term depression has profoundly changed their appearance. Aside from dirty clothes and messy beards, the most striking feature of this type of person is their cloudy eyes. In their eyes, you can see pitiful, numb, or cunning, but you can't see any look of confidence.

Usually these two types of people belong to two worlds entirely. Rarely will come together.

However, the group of old knights on Rook's side seemed to be a little different.

There were twelve of them. The youngest looked to be in his fifties, and the oldest looked to be in his seventies.

Everyone seems to come from a different place and dress differently. Some looked like noble gentlemen, some looked like they came from some caravan escort, others looked like they had just disembarked from a ship, smelled of fish, and one wore a sheepskin coat characteristic of the northern highlands.

If you were to guess their profession, the answer would be varied. Mercenary, noble knight, commander of the army, lord of the manor, or some of the Underworld's executors who walk in the shadows...... Aside from age, you'd be hard-pressed to spot the same traces from their clothing and appearance.

But it's just such a group of old people, but they are gathered together.

And looking at their relationship with each other, it is also very strange. Whether it is well-dressed and looks relatively high, or poorly dressed and looks humble, there is no difference between each other. They talked excitedly, putting their arms around each other's shoulders and pouring wine.

The look in each other's eyes, the demeanor and the movements, make it hard for you to believe that they are people from different walks of life.

And more importantly......

"These people are not ordinary. After looking at it for a while, Charles suddenly spoke.

In the family, Charles was not known for his fighting prowess, but this did not prevent him from learning how to judge the strength and danger of a knight. And this ability was originally born with the Renault family, who led the Order of Tomahawk Knights. Most of the time, it only takes one glance for them to know if someone is an enemy or not.

Charles didn't know where the old knights around Rook came from, but he knew that any one of them was more dangerous than all the people in this tavern combined.

It was an indescribable feeling. It's like facing a pack of tigers snoozing in the sun, and you instinctively know how bad the consequences of provoking them are.

Scott nodded slowly with a solemn expression.

Compared to Charles, as a powerhouse in the Sanctuary and in command of the family's core secret guard, he can see more things.

And this is precisely the strangest thing about him.

You know, the intelligence agencies of the Renault family have tentacles all over the continent. Not to mention the Solan Empire, even the Pompeii Empire, the Philip Empire, and even the major families and forces in the Chaos Land, Scott has accurate and detailed information. Know all about the strong ones that deserve vigilance and attention.

This near-unforgettable ability has always been Scott's most secret and proudest place.

But now, looking at the dozen or so old men over there, no matter how much he searched in his mind, he couldn't find any information that could match them.

Who exactly are they and where do they come from?

How could such a group of people be so obscure?

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly, a group of people at the next table gradually amplified the argument of the voice, which attracted everyone's attention.

"I don't believe it, we have so many excellent generals in Lulian that we can't train a team. If nothing else, let's just say that our Muni City Guard and the Bavarian Knights, who are worse than them? The invasion of the Freys has completely defeated even the province of Pru. We're stunned to win......"

"Don't shout. Speak well. I know all of what you're talking about. If you want to say proud, I am just as proud. But wasn't Miss Sophia there at that time? Now that she has gone to the imperial capital to form the Fire Phoenix Legion, how many of our generals in Lulian count on their fingers, how many of them are ranked in the empire?"

"yes. I've heard that even General Fano can't do anything with these mercenaries this time. The strength of these guys is not to be said, but the temperament is more eccentric and hotter than the other. Besides, they have been mercenaries for so many years, and their combat habits have become ingrained and difficult to change. ”

"Look, what did I say earlier? In the past, there were many mercenaries who joined the army, but why did we only have a rabble army over the years? Why didn't we organize them into a separate army earlier? That's why. The character and habits of the mercenaries are impossible to change by training!"

"So, this group of people recruited by our Lulian can only be dismantled and used?"

"It's the best way to go. ”

"But what about the Knights of the Southern Cross? I heard that Mr. Leo is also going north to fight the demons in the future. If you don't finish the training, you're afraid you'll suffer a big loss. ”

"Who knows?"

......

For a time, there were different opinions.

As the table broke, the other drinkers around were also attracted to it. Acquaintance or not, many people chimed in as soon as they spoke, apparently keen on the hottest topic of the moment.

Hearing this, Scott snorted coldly.

Obviously, these people didn't know that the training of the mercenaries recruited by Lulian had been solved with the takeover of the Renault family. If it weren't for the fact that the kid named Leo hadn't appeared, the training of the Southern Cross Knights would have started a long time ago.

On the other side, the old knights at Luke's table also stopped talking, listening intently to the discussion of everyone, exchanging a complicated look with each other from time to time.

"Rook, do you know about this?" asked Michaud in a low voice, putting down his glass.

In the eyes of everyone, Rook shook his head. When he left Muni City, the Southern Cross Knights had just completed their recruitment. The training hasn't started yet.

"It seems that our little master is in a little trouble. Michaud said thoughtfully.

"The little master is not in the city?" Bai He suddenly turned his head and looked at Luke in surprise. He had just heard from the talkers that Leo hadn't appeared for more than ten days.

Luke smiled bitterly: "I've been looking for you everywhere these days, how would I know these things." ”

"And what now?" asked Shirakawa, "so let's just wait?"

"I'll go to Fano first. Luke thought for a moment and said.

He was about to get up, but was grabbed by Michaud.

"Wait......" Michaud said.

"What?" Rook wondered.

"Adolf and his man, Fano, know who you are?" asked Michaud.

"Hmm. Rook nodded.

"Alright, let's go together. Michaud slapped the table and said, "If we can find the little master, it's naturally best, if we can't find it, let's not wait." Just go to the barracks. ”

"Barracks?" everyone was stunned for a moment, and then their eyes lit up.

"That's right," Bai He said excitedly, "Training this kind of thing is a trouble for others, what is it to us? Compared to mercenaries, I think those regular armies are bullshit, and there are few armies in the three empires that I can look up to. ”

"That is, no matter how good a soldier is, he has been trained as a fool by those laymen. Leng Jin agreed.

And another short and stout, broad-faced and square-nosed old knight Ji Feng also said: "It's best if you don't train well." If we really train them well, we have to correct it, but it will really be a headache. ”

Bai He Huo Ran got up: "Then what are you waiting for?"

Throwing money and paying the bill, the gang got up and walked out of the tavern.

The drinkers were still arguing, and many were shouting loudly, red-faced, oblivious to the departing old knights. Only the gaze of Scott and the others followed them until they were obscured by the rebounding wooden door.

Looking back, Charles saw Scott's thoughtful look and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"I've always thought there's something strange about these guys, but ......," Scott said, shaking his head. It was a sudden flash of thought in his mind, what it was, but he couldn't grasp it.

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