"Helena ......"

Zola was in a trance, this name seemed to her, and she didn't know if she would have a chance to change it back in her lifetime, Helena was no longer there, and only Zora Odinson was alive now.

"Helena is in the past, so Master Atum should make it clear what you mean. She took a deep breath and stared at Atum tightly.

"Would Her Highness the Princess believe me if I said I had come to show my loyalty to Her Highness Jason?" Atum did not change his name at all because of her words.

In his opinion, no matter what Zola's name is, she is still the princess of the Lopez Kingdom, and now the two most powerful forces in Lopez are still surnamed Lopez.

"Unfortunately, I'm not very convinced. Zola didn't bother with him, he could call it whatever he wanted, but he answered with his hands.

"I ......" Atum's expression was helpless, and he was about to speak, when the outside door suddenly creaked open and was pushed open.

"Looks like I'm here at the right time. ”

Lancelot's expression was gentle, first nodding to Zola, and then to Atum.

"Dear sir, did you know that it is rude to interrupt someone's conversation?"

Batum turned around and looked at Lancelot with a smile in his eyes, his eyes full of dissatisfaction and anger, which he saw as disrespectful to him and the Lopez royal family.

"I'm sorry, but I was so disrespectful because I was told there was an unidentified person in my soldier's barracks. ”

Lancelot was stunned at first, and then responded with a smile: "Besides, I don't even know your identity, why should I respect you?"

This is a bit ruthless, and it is clear that Atum is hiding his head and showing his tail, and he is not qualified to be rampant here.

Zola sat quietly in her seat and watched the two of them go toe-to-toe, she didn't have a good impression of this Atum, because the people Jason had sent to contact him didn't bring back any good news.

Atum had been oscillating back and forth between the local aristocracy, the Slovan government, and Jason, so she had a mediocre impression of the man.

Although he has always been loyal to the old king of Lopez.

"My name is Atum, a native of the Northlands, and I am currently the commander of the garrison of White Sword City, and I am also the Count of the Kingdom, soldier, tell me your identity. ”

Atum's face was ugly, and anyone who suffered this kind of treatment would not be happy, let alone he who had always been conceited and brave.

"My name is Lancelot, I'm from Italy, I'm a knight canonized by His Royal Highness Jason, and I'm currently the deputy commander of Lucca City. ”

Lancelot smiled and said that although he was currently in charge of the Lucca army, he had not accepted the position of Legion Commander that Zola intended to give up.

First, that is not justified, because this kind of position needs to be appointed by King Lopez, and the Iron Fang Collar has not yet broken with the Slovin people on the surface.

Second, he was afraid that the elders of the garrison would secretly embarrass him because of this, because now he would have some obstacles in giving some orders.

But the generals were very measured, and they would not interfere with Lancelot's mission, but they would make him feel awkward, as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

"Hmph, Princess Helena doesn't have your shelf......"

Atum's eyes were not good, he felt that Jason would not go against him as a legion commander because of one of his subordinates, so he said with some disdain, but he was interrupted by Lancelot before he could finish his words.

"I'm still one of His Highness Jason's unsuccessful men. ”

When Zola heard this, her heart immediately became alarmed, and her extraordinary strength quickly formed a protection for her.

Rumble!!!!

As soon as her movements ended, the energy in Lancelot's body exploded, and Zola's entire room was instantly filled with cracks.

Batum's eyes widened, the bruises on his forehead burst out, and the floor under his feet shattered, but luckily Lancelot's momentum came and went quickly, otherwise he might have fallen to his knees under this momentum.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

After Lancelot's momentum disappeared, Atum lowered his head and his eyes widened, breathing rapidly, his eyes were full of disbelief, this pressure was much more terrifying than the earth knight he had seen before.

"You ......" he looked at Lancelot, a little speechless, and he didn't know what to say.

Zola on the side exhaled, Lancelot was planning to give him a dismount, so that he could see clearly the stakes, whether it was a future with Slovin or more potential on Jason's side.

"There's no way to talk about it here, Lancelot, you're too impulsive. ”

Zola pretended to reprimand Lancelot, and then looked at Atum apologetically: "Lord Atum, I'm really sorry, let's talk in another place." ”

With that, she was the first to walk out of the ramshackle room, followed by Lancelot.

Atum's expression changed, and he swore that he really wanted to return to White Sword City with a flick of his sleeves, and then immediately lead his troops to attack Lucca City, but he didn't dare.

Not only because either Lucca City and the Iron Fang can compete with him now, but also because of what Lancelot said before.

'I'm still one of His Highness Jason's unsuccessful men. ’

In other words, Jason Earth Knight had more than one subordinate, and he didn't dare to bet on the truth of this sentence, so the idea that he was still a little hesitant was decided in an instant.

"Hoo ......"

He let out a long breath, wiped his sweat, straightened his clothes, and followed Lancelot and Zola in front.

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"It's not bad, Harris, you really didn't disappoint me. ”

Jason looked at the sixty-odd half-armored archers in front of him, who had shown themselves their great mobility and skillful cavalry and archery skills in the short hour before.

Although their skills are still a little young and flawed, Jason is still satisfied, and can't help but praise again and again, can show initial results in these few months, Harris's ability is still worthy of recognition.

"Thank you for your compliment. ”

Harris instantly put down the big stone in his heart, so that he proved his worth, and then his position was preserved.

He is not one of those gifted adults, let alone a strong man like Lancelot, he is a veteran soldier who has retired from the battlefield.

Harris understands that it takes someone who has value to stay and survive in this powerful lineup, because Jason has terrible power in his hands.

"This is not a compliment, but an affirmation of your abilities, and I hope that one day my archers will be able to run rampant across the continent. ”

Jason's eyes were full of ambition: "Even compete with the centaurs of that grassland!"