Peri* Shadow Knife - After destroying Ggent, Martin keeps his promise to make the goblin a servant who betrayed the orcs of the Skullsplitting Clan.

Even Martin accepted the payli in front of Tieno and other cronies.

Tieno was staring at Perry like a viper: "It took me ten years to find a master who could destroy Ggent. If you dare to betray, I don't mind spending all the remaining ten years of my life hunting you down, even if you hide to the ends of hell. ”

Tieno's words made Martin feel that Perry, a godcaster, had no way out but to be loyal to the Lorraine family.

Looking at the goblin assassin emerging from the darkness, Martin added, "Remember what I told you?"

"Remember!" Goblin Peri was categorical: "If I miss out on my master's territory, everything about me has nothing to do with my master." But as long as I flee back to my master's territory......"

In the second half of this sentence, Martin and Perley actually said it simultaneously:

"Whether it's God's punishment or God's punishment, I'll bear it for you. ”

"Whether it is divine punishment or divine punishment, the master has carried it for me. ”

The goblin had thought that his heart had long been silent, but he didn't expect that again, just like the day he heard this sentence for the first time, his mood jumped wildly.

Perry licked his somewhat dry lips, and there seemed to be a heat welling up in his throat that he had never felt in his life: yes! Only a master of this courage was worthy of his allegiance.

Whether it's the Darkmoon Clan, or the goblin god who only makes promises to Geush, it's all waste.

Peri crawled over and kissed Martin's boots emotionally, again and again.

He didn't think it was humiliating at all, but he was enjoying the power and supreme glory that his master had given him.

Martin didn't quite understand Perley's fanatical feelings as if an abandoned pet had found its owner and become a loyal dog.

But he didn't stop the goblin assassin's actions.

As a traverser, no matter how ignorant he is, he knows that light alone cannot achieve hegemony. The darkness under the light is never enough for outsiders.

A loyal dog in the dark, if used well, will work wonders.

Back at the mansion, Martin saw Tieno again at the exit.

Tie Nuo, who caused snow like snow, Rao hid his body in the corner, which was still very conspicuous.

Nodding, Martin returned to the bedroom without saying a word.

patted Susan's buttocks, and the two women, who had been hugging each other, dimly moved out of the way for Martin to lie down, and then hugged him like a koala.

Martin stared at the ceiling, unable to sleep. I accidentally snapped a real princess, which already made Martin feel like he was a big star, and then legally a fan.

In the near future, I will be ordered to marry another princess, this kind of depraved life that I once longed for before the crossing, I am a little excited to think about it.

Isn't it?

Being a duke, marrying a princess, sneaking out of a female knight, teasing a little maid, if it is a peaceful era, this is a symbol of reaching the pinnacle of life.

Martin was sober and knew how he had all this.

Beneath his feet is the life of a reconstituted clan and tens of thousands of orcs.

The orcs also established the country with martial arts, and they were slapped in the face, and it was not the orc god Geush who didn't want to turn around and kill the other party's entire family.

It's just that the rest of the clans known to the orcs are a little far away from Lorraine Castle, even the nearest goblin Darkmoon Clan is in Kalas Breeze Castle, three hundred kilometers south of Sharp Axe Peak, and if you look at the distance from Lorraine Castle, it is a full eight hundred kilometers.

There are also two provinces of the Rick Empire in the middle, one of which is still the Lopez Province, the old nest of the Lopez family.

The people of chaos cannot be measured by common sense, except for the orc clans with fixed territories, and the branch of the beastmen. They are mainly composed of half-orcs such as minotaurs, and generally roam the southern wastelands.

But no one can be sure that it will not be swept into the territory of Lorrainburg, and many of the kingdom's territories are vast and barren wastelands, and it is not unusual for thousands of people to come in without being discovered.

"Alas, I'm still too weak. ”

In a groggy state, Martin fell asleep.

The next day was the official duke's canonization ceremony. Thanks to the Red Knight's approval, Martin was able to obtain the canonization of the nobility of the kingdom as a non-knight.

This is a special case within a special case.

No one understood why the Red Knight would let go of Martin, a young hero who could easily be a role model, and it would have been good if Martin had not sworn to abide by the Eight Virtues of Knighthood, and made him an honorary knight.

Martin didn't mention being a knight, and the other kingdom leaders could only pretend not to see it.

Originally, the canonization of a duke, in the standard ceremony of Bakaria, was similar to the canonization of a knight. The canonized nobleman should kneel down on one knee, raise his sword to his feudal lord with both hands, and wait for the feudal monarch to nod his head in acceptance, and then hold the long sword.

Then the feudal king drew his long sword and tapped it on each of the vassal's shoulders with the blade of the sword.

This is the rite of worship.

Who knows......

At the much-anticipated canonization ceremony, the extravagant King Keane directly asked a table of things to be carried by him, with the canonization papers, the duke's emblem, and a barrel of barley wine, which had already been signed and stamped with fire paint.

This thing Martin knows, 33 degrees, hot to death.

In front of all the nobles, the Fat Bear King said loudly to Martin: "After drinking this barrel of wine in one gulp, I will admit that you are a man! As long as you pay your taxes on time and help me cut people at critical times, you will be a great loyal servant! Whoever dares to say that you are not will be cut down! When you marry my daughter, there will be a person surnamed Cote alive in the future, and you will not starve to death with the surname Lorraine!"

it!

It's so straightforward!, but it's often the most simple and violent things that are the most shocking!

Although Martin had always been unhappy that there was a king above him, King Keane's heroism did deeply affect his heart.

A natural recognition that filled Martin's chest.

Martin didn't like to drink very much, and if he saw this five-liter keg of spirits on weekdays, he would turn around and walk away on the spot.

At this moment, the pride that surged in his heart prompted him to lift the little wooden barrel without saying a word, pull out the wooden stopper, and pour it into his mouth!

"Gurgling ......"

The barrel is at a 45-degree angle to the ground. The nobles, generals, and knights who were watching the ceremony had thought that Martin's little white face had no more than that, but now there was consternation on their faces.

A good amount of alcohol does not mean that you can drink urgent wine, and it is easy to have an accident if you pour it in one go.

"Gollum!"

The barrel was nearly parallel to the ground.

At this time, Rao was the most picky and the generals of the other knight orders couldn't help but be moved. That's a lot. Looking at Martin, they couldn't help but think of the rhetoric they had made when they were young to destroy Gwart.

"Gollum-"

A barrel of five or six liters of spirits can be filled in three minutes, and even a cow will have to fall. However, not only did Martin not fall, his neck turned red, and he cried out loudly: "Your Majesty, am I qualified?"

The sound was like thunder, and the hall buzzed and shook people's hearts!

Trist and Fargodi, the generals who had been drinking with Martin at the head of the fortified orc city of Gggent, couldn't help but have an illusion.

They were back to that great day surrounded by glory.

The long wind is thousands of miles, standing on the top of the mountains, standing on the sea of corpses and blood built by the enemy.

Talking and laughing, the strong ashes are gone.

Pointing the way to the country——

Who else is I?

How strong and mellow that glass of wine is!?

Unable to control himself any longer, all the generals, knights, and the great nobles of the knightly faction shouted at the same time-

"Okay—"