"Passive Talent [Bloody Champion]: This is an era of advocating force, and there is no superfluous territory on the Kaos continent, which must be defended with blood and life. There is nothing more worthy of the people to follow than a powerful lord. You have +8 Legend of Humans, +2 Legend of Dwarves, +2 Legend of Wood Elves, +5 Legend of Orcs, +3 Legend of Children of Chaos, and +2 Legend of Vampires. ”

"[Bloody Champion] Attached Passive Perk [Martial Wind]: As a lord, you are known for your bravery. Your lords are more interested in military training and gladiatorial matches, and all towns with your mermaid banner have +10 security. All types of soldiers under your command have +50% training efficiency, +2 attack skills, and +2 defense skills. ”

[Bloody Champion] Secondary Action Skill [Name of Champion]: When you report your name, all hostile beings have a 50% chance to be intimidated, a 20% chance to be indifferent, and a 30% chance to be enraged! ”

"The [Blood Champion] talent will persist until you are killed, or suffer a publicly humiliating defeat. ”

"As you have a +13 Legend in the Human World, reaching the level of [Fame], your name will be sung by all bards and become the latest hit. You'll be pleasantly surprised and frightened. ”

Martin really doesn't understand, for Mao [Bloody Champion] will be a talent. No matter what, the benefits are real anyway.

With a dark smile on his face, Martin left the subspace.

Almost as soon as he left the small space created by this divine power, there was a slight throbbing in his soul. Martin did not ignore this change, and as he immersed himself in his own spiritual world, he discovered an unexpected surprise......

"Young Master!"

Martin ...... Lord Lorraine!"

"Your Excellency Lorraine!?"

Seeing the real daylight again, Martin felt like he was in a different world, as if everything that happened in the bloody arena was an illusory dream.

The first thing that caught his eye was naturally the stinky boy Gal , and seeing that this kid was dressed like the one in the bloody arena, Martin's heart was stable.

He nodded towards Gal, receiving an ecstatic look in response.

Then there's Sylvie, with her short ear-length hair fluttering in the wind, and her purple eyes full of concern, which stand out whenever and wherever she is!

Martin smiled: "Makes you worried." ”

In an instant, the young and beautiful female knight's eyes rose like mist-like moisture, and she bit her lower lip lightly, as if she wanted to say something, but unfortunately the timing was not right!

An existence dressed in luxurious clothes and a presence in dazzling armor squeezed directly into Martin's vision with a bit of incomprehension.

Afraid that Martin would not see it, the man in the fancy dress stood less than a meter in front of Martin, and then punched his chest with his right fist and gave Bakaria a knightly salute.

"Your Excellency Martin Lorraine, I am the Marquis John Lallana, the special envoy sent by His Majesty Court! I have come with the Knights of the Golden Eagle to protect your safety, to escort you to the city of Kot for the sacred rites of the Red Knights, and for the triumphal ceremony dedicated to you and the people of Lorraine. ”

This marquis, who was in his fifties, had gray temples and bright eyes. His appearance was impeccable, and his speech was equally peaceful, without the slightest feeling of being overwhelmed by superiority. The words were both formal and concise, which made Martin very comfortable to listen to.

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiley man, Martin listened, and returned a knightly salute at that time. I guess I can't get along with the knighthood, and as a traverser who inherited the previous Martin's Yu Ze, I still have to have basic etiquette.

"Martin is back, please thank Your Majesty for your concern for me! At the same time, I have also worked hard for His Excellency Lallana and His Excellency the Head of the Regiment to wait for me for many days. I'm sorry everyone!" Martin's words were quite decent, which made the Marquis and the Golden Eagle Captain, who had eaten the northwest wind for many days, feel a lot more comfortable.

It was early winter, and in the absence of foreign enemies, it was really not a comfortable thing to come and camp in the wilderness.

Trist looked at the fiery red armor on Martin's body, feeling the divine aura on it, and the smile on his face couldn't help but be a little bigger: "Your Excellency Lorraine has returned in triumph, this is a grand event for the entire Bakaria. yes, I wonder if you need to take a break?"

It's a bit of a cryptic way to ask Martin if he's injured and needs to recuperate.

Looking at the old knight with white hair and white beard, short hair almost forming a white rectangular shape with a Chinese face and beard, Martin naturally recalled the long memories of the dead ghost Martin.

Martin's face was full of smiles, and it was a face that seemed to be stuck in a good memory: "Uncle Trist, you are too out-of-sight." If you call me Martin, it's fine. When I was four years old, you hugged me and played with me!"

That's right, Uncle Trist was a man of the year at the same time as Lorraine, and he was a brother who worshipped his son. Previously, Trist called Martin 'Lord Lorraine', and that was the need of the scene. And I haven't seen him for ten years, and Martin's reputation in the royal capital is not good, and I don't know if Martin will not recognize him as an uncle once he is successful, Trist is quite cautious.

Now that Martin is 'uncle' and directly closers to each other, Trist is of course willing to have a good relationship with the old brother's only son and the kingdom's popular fried chicken.

At that time, an old man and a young man, even if they were still wearing armor, came to a warm hug.

"Little Martin, you have grown up and have the ability, seeing you, I seem to see the majesty of old Lorraine again!" Uncle Trist patted Martin's back vigorously: "Yes, it's not an outsider, uncle, I'll ask you directly, are you really not injured?"

Before Martin could answer, Gar next to him smiled: "The young master of my family killed 15 strong people of various races, and most of them were orcs, and he was not injured at all, but it is amazing!"

When his master speaks, Gar, who is a servant, interjects and comes in, which is actually a bit taboo.

When everyone saw Garr's excessively young and childish face, and then felt the faintly revealing and unusual murderous aura on Garr's body, everyone was a little relieved.

This is the example of a faithful servant who will risk his life to follow his master!

Trist was interested: "Little Martin, this is ......"

"Gal, the guards I picked out in Lorrainburg. He is also good, killed 5 of them, and also made great contributions to the Red Knight's position in this competition!"

Martin's words that sounded like an understatement made the knights, including Trist, suddenly look at Gal differently.