Early morning, lakeside

With a soft click, Malt jumped up in the air, and took two quick steps on a big tree under her feet, and her graceful and soft body turned back in the falling leaves, and she held her sword and shot it at the ground.

Roy grinned and looked at the oncoming sword light, standing still. It wasn't until Mai'er's unpretentious shaking sword tip finally settled in front of his eyes that he shook his figure, avoided the long sword, hooked his backhand, grabbed Mai'er's wrist with a flick, and threw her out with the momentum.

"Big head, don't move!" said Malt, a little on the trunk of a tree the thickness of a bowl.

For a moment, I saw the aura under her feet rotate sharply, turning the power of the bent trunk into a streamer, jumping straight from the sole of her foot to the tip of the sword, and the straight figure was like an arrow off the string, reflecting back.

"Is there anything you are not allowed to move?" Roy still waited for Malt's moves to be old and unchanged, and then he threw his head to the ground and stretched out his foot to kick Malt.

"You've been fooled!" Malt snorted, her body spun in the air, and her long sword turned into a slash and went straight to Roy's chest.

Seeing that Roy who fell to the ground could not avoid it, the corners of Malt'er's mouth hooked a trace of bewitching and smug arc, but in the field of vision, Roy showed a familiar evil smile on his face, and then slapped his palm on the ground, and his body spun and floated past her like a flying bamboo dragonfly. In the blink of an eye, it has been transposed up and down.

Poof, Malt couldn't hold back, a sword slashed on the ground, and then he felt a pain, and the whole person was trampled to the ground from the air.

Oliver, who was watching the battle, whimpered and fell to the ground with a whimper, covering his eyes with his claws.

"Big head!" was a big word lying on the ground, his face was red with anger, and he glared at Roy, eager to rush up and fight this bastard.

"Malt, are you really a three-star armed knight?"

"No, Roy, you give me an honest explanation. Mai'er jumped up, angry and suspicious, and said, "What are you training by the lake every day these days, why does your strength grow so fast?!"

"Don't you know all about the trick of slaying dragons?" Roy lied without blinking his eyelids, looking as honest as he was.

"Don't believe me!" said Malt.

Fifteen days ago, that night, she woke up and saw Roy Lian making a mess of the small courtyard, and she strictly forbade the big head to practice in the courtyard.

told her that this small courtyard was her first warm little home after coming to the Redemption Continent, and the baby was amazing. In the past ten days, whether Roy practiced outside or went to work in the mission hall, she didn't go with her, but stayed in the small courtyard, learning to cook and take care of the flowers and plants.

Staying here is much more breathable than staying in clothes with a dead head!

But she didn't expect that in just such a short time, Roy's fighting spirit rushed to the eighth layer, and his combat skills improved rapidly, and he could actually play her, a three-star armed knight, around!

You must know that in a desperate situation, as long as you don't use demons, Miss Malt can bully the big head casually!

The psychological gap is huge!

"You must have something to hide from me!" Malt walked up to Roy, looked him up and down, rolled her eyes, grabbed his arm, and said in a greasy voice, "Say it quickly!"

The air by the lake is clear and picturesque.

Mai'er was wearing a beautiful lace white silk blouse and tight swordsman pants, and she was originally drenched in sweat because of the repeated couplets. The clothes clinged tightly to the uneven body, outlining the graceful and seductive curves. This time he held hands, and his round chest pressed on his arms, which made people's blood even more angry and difficult to control.

Damn goblins!

Roy was originally in the period of blood and strength, and was softly pressed against Malt's chest, and for a while, his heart was racing, his mouth was dry, and he was helpless.

Among the various continents of the Avalon Continent, the Dark Elves are known for their natural charm, cunning and debauched personalities, and their indulgence in the affairs of men and women.

Previously, Roy thought it was just one of the rumors of slander between the naturally hostile factions. But after more than a year of contact with Malt, he found that even if Malt was just a little girl among the elves and did not accept the charm and awakening of the dark elves' coming-of-age ceremony, she occasionally showed a little nature, which was enough to make people unbearable.

Men like women to be dignified in front of outsiders and seductive and debauched in front of themselves. The highest level of charm is not **, but the style that is revealed intentionally or unintentionally.

These things, malt is simply self-taught.

Especially in the past year or so, as she grows older and gets to know each other well, the little girl has become more and more mature in her first form of body, and this aspect has become more and more intense. She used to be a little embarrassed to tease herself once in a while, but now it's her favorite game. , cowardly, holy, pure, seductive, dignified, debauched, she has no teacher, what is she like. But everything is the same, and it always makes you think about it and your heart is fascinated.

"Is it okay to sue me?" said Malt, putting her head on Roy's shoulder, blowing like an orchid. A pair of beautiful eyes, so soft that they can drip water.

"It's time to go to the Mission Hall!" Roy bit his tongue before forcing himself to come to his senses, breaking free from his snake-like arms, dropping a word and quickly flashing people.

"Humph!" Seeing Roy running away, Malt snorted, looked down at her charming curves under the clinging silk robe, and giggled proudly and shyly.

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Leaving the house and following the lakeside path, as soon as he passed through a small forest, Roy already felt the breath of the four red leaf knights.

"Brother Ivan, morning. ”

Roy, as usual, stopped and walked towards a large tree in the woods.

"Roy, morning. Ivan, dressed in black chain mail and a pullover knight's robe, spun out from behind the tree and smiled.

With Ivan's appearance, Sanjie also showed his figure from different directions.

"Hey, Jem, Jackson—" Roy greeted them individually. A pleasantly polite smile on his face: "You guys are early. ”

These days, although there is not much conversation, Roy has formed a tacit understanding with several Momiji Knights.

When Roy returns to the lakeside courtyard, the four knights stay outside the grove, and when he enters the city, Ivan follows him quietly, while the other three knights protect Malt and Oliver at his request.

Although the reason why Ivan, who is a knight of the Carré family, and others who protect Roy closely, is because of the request of the master Philip not to disobey. But for Roy, Philip is Philip and he is himself. He would never allow himself to insult them in any way because they were only Philip's servants.

Grandpa William once said that it is not only a profession, but also an attitude towards life, and a noble spirit that cannot be trampled on.

Humility, honesty, loyalty, bravery, justice, mercy, integrity, sacrifice, etiquette, freedom and glory are always what knights need to insist on.

No one is perfect, and no one is able to combine all the virtues in one.

However, persistence and renunciation are indeed different.

A man should take the initiative to cultivate these qualities of his own, even if he can only do some of them, even if he is just a commoner, he is trustworthy and respectful.

And those who abandon these qualities, or even ridicule them, no matter how noble their status is, their strength is strong. People will also see the meanness and ugliness under his magnificent body.

Roy never considered himself a noble man.

However, he has his own bottom line and persistence.

"Morning, Roy. A friendly smile appeared on the faces of the Momiji Knights.

In the more than ten days they have been together, they have only said a handful of things to Roy. But every morning, there is bound to be such a simple, yet enjoyable conversation.

It was just a greeting, but for the four knights of the Carré family, it meant respect.

After more than ten days of getting along, even Jackson, who has the most unruly personality among the four, has to admit that although what Roy does on weekdays and the elf that suddenly appears next to him feel a little mysterious and even weird. However, he liked this young man who had a good smile and looked good.

"Are you still going to the city today?" asked Ivan, who had always been reticent, unexpectedly after Roy.

"Yes. Roy was a little surprised, nodded and said, "As usual." ”

"Roy. Ivan hesitated and said, "I think you should be careful." Medin City isn't very peaceful right now. If I can, I'll go to the city of Muni. Transportation can be arranged for you. ”

"Oh, what's wrong?!" Roy, who had been paying attention to the front-line battle report, sank. In recent days, the Fillet Rangers and Scouts have been seen more and more frequently in the southern part of Medin City.

"Yesterday, our scouts discovered the main force of the Ferrets, the thousand-man battalion of the Fifth Legion and the two knightly brigades under the touch of Archduke Adolf, who had already fought them. It's twenty kilometers to the south. Ivan said.

Roy was taken aback and asked, "How's the battle going?"

"Not very optimistic. Ivan shook his head and said, "It's just a temporary drag on the enemy." ”

"Didn't Mr. Philip find out about this news a long time ago?" Luo Yi asked puzzledly, "I thought that Archduke Adolf would solve it in advance when he got the information. Ivan frowned and said, "Adolf's forces are already stretched thin to defend the entire Lulian.

There are not many troops who can spot check this direction. Moreover, he was also afraid of being diverted from the mountain by the enemy. So it is necessary to wait until it is determined that the enemy's main forces are in this position, and then they will not come. ”

"Two thousand-man battalions have arrived this morning, along with a few hundred mercenaries and a squadron of the Bavarian Knights, stationed just outside the city of Medin. Jem said, "When we came in the morning, we saw that there were many more soldiers in the city. They were all men under Grand Duke Adolf. ”

"That should be fine. And the Fifth Army, this line was originally their defense area. Roy breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's not exactly. Jem pouted and said, "The commander of the Fifth Legion is a third-rank general, Marquis Perley. He has a hand in fighting, but he has always been stubborn and self-serving. Two months earlier, he was ready to abandon the city of Medin, clear the wilderness, and put the defensive line in the northeast of Viscount Wenger, saying that he wanted to lure the enemy deep and stretch the enemy's supply line.

Last time, Lord Philip finally found out the information of the Philets, but Archduke Adolf sent someone to ask him to shift the focus of defense to the city of Medin as soon as possible, but he immediately refused. The reply said that there was no need to fight a war of attrition with the enemy in order to defend the city of Medding. This time, I don't know what will happen. ”

"It stands to reason that since Archduke Adolf has already sent troops, he must have discussed it with Peli. Otherwise, sending such a few people is completely sending them to death. Ivan took Jim's words and said, "But no one can say anything about the war, and for the sake of safety, it is better to go to Muuni City first." ”

Roy scratched his head.

He wasn't too worried about the Firetes. After all, since the Solan army is prepared, it is impossible for the enemy to say that the city will be besieged. There's still plenty of time.

And, he had one more important thing to do.

However, out of prudence, he thought about it and decided: "Brother Ivan, you won't accompany me today." Help me take care of this. I'm going to the city to do something. We'll leave as soon as we're done. Anyway, the first training camp will start in more than 20 days, and I have to prepare early. ”

Ivan thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, be careful yourself." We're here for you. Leave your elven girl to us. With us, a hair of her is indispensable. ”

Roy thanked him, broke up with Ivan and the others, and walked briskly towards the city center.

As soon as he stepped onto the streets, he found that there were many more soldiers on the streets, as Jem had said.

There were regular soldiers in standard armor and uniforms, mercenaries in a variety of armor and costumes, hordes of knights and militiamen pushing and pulling carts of ox carts.

Regardless of the type of clothing they worn, the articles and numbers they wore or painted with paint clearly identified them - the Lulian regiment of the Grand Duke of Adolf.

In the continent of Avalon, the political and military systems of the three empires are all roughly the same.

The whole state system is like a giant pyramid. The spire is naturally royal. This family owns all the land and power.

And these lands and powers, the royal family, in addition to its own retention, usually divided most of them among the great nobles below in order to gain the support of this class.

The great nobles who received power and land would be obliged to serve the royal family. But at the same time, they would give the land, the power, and the obligations to the smaller nobility.

Thus, the pyramid was formed.

Generally speaking, nobles need to be armed in order to protect their territory. However, in order to consolidate imperial power, a regular army was available only to the royal family. The nobles of all ranks could only keep up to a certain number of private armies, and in time of war, they could summon the minor nobles below or the revelations of the fiefdoms to fight for themselves.

And in non-war times, any nobleman who privately gathers more than a thousand battalions of armed forces is regarded as a rebellion.

However, the wisdom of the nobles is endless.

Since it is not possible to form a professional army in the territory, the nobles simply put their own force in the hall of mercenaries and knights.

Many of today's knights and mercenary groups are nominally independent teams, but in fact, they are all private armed forces raised by the great nobles.

Except for the office branches in the city, they cannot own the city and land, and they cannot gather on a large scale. All activities must be within the rules set by the royal family. In addition to accepting some commissioned work, he also runs some properties, and from time to time he has to obey the dispatch of the royal family or the knight's palace. , although it seems that the great nobles spent a lot of money on the Knights, and usually did not play a role. But once a war breaks out, these knights and mercenary groups can immediately become the main force of the nobles' armed forces.

Just like the Bavarian Knights and Coastal Mercenary Regiment of the Grand Duke Adolf, as soon as the war broke out, they immediately gathered under the Grand Duke to fight against the Ferrets. The speed is faster than the direct legions and knights of the royal family, I don't know how many times.

Therefore, the composition of these Lulian legionnaires on the streets is very complex, including the Munie City Guard under the Grand Duke, the Bavarian Knights and the Coastal Mercenary Regiment, as well as the nobles and their private soldiers from more than 300 large and small noble territories in the Lulian Province. There are also mercenaries who are paid for.

When these signs were unified, but all kinds of soldiers appeared on the streets of Medin City, the entire Medin City suddenly became tense and busy.

On the way to the mission hall, Roy saw soldiers running back and forth along the way. A large number of baggage trucks, like flowing water. Some soldiers were a**, others were resting on the side of the road, wiping their weapons and shields.

Isn't there also soldiers in white vests, carrying stretchers and driving carriages to take the wounded to the treatment center.

Baron Smith, the lord of Medin City, sent down the soldiers and knights, and all of them were dispatched. Looking up, the originally empty city wall was already full of soldiers on guard and people transporting supplies.

All the way, all the way to see, all the way to listen.

By the time he reached the central square, Roy had a better understanding of the current situation.

From the mouths of the people gathered in front of the billboards, on the roadside and in the square, he knew that the current members of the Lulian Regiment had been stationed outside the city of Medding, cutting down trees and building camps. and Medin City into a corner. Prevent the enemy from forming a siege of the city of Medin before the arrival of the Fifth Army and the main forces of the Grand Duke Adolf.

And the battle on the front line continues. The situation looked bad, and from time to time the wounded were sent down from the front line.

The troops that were originally stationed on the defensive line south of the city of Medin were fighting and retreating. It is estimated that it will not be long before the flames of war will reach the city of Medin.

Now, Baron Smith has imposed a discipline on the city, and the gates are only allowed to go out, not enter. At the same time, a conscription order was issued, recruiting mercenaries in Medin City to join the newly formed rabble. And there is news that Archduke Adolf, who is determined to defend the front line of Medin City, is also on his way to Medin City.

Hurrying into the central plaza, Roy was about to walk across the street towards the mission hall, when he suddenly heard an earth-shattering commotion and roar.

Turning his head, he saw that hundreds of people were gathering in front of the church in the dusty open space of the square, shouting and scolding at the same time.

Church?

Roy's heart moved, and his feet subconsciously turned, following the surging flow of people like a tide, squeezing into the crowd.