The small town of Lyon is not big.

If it weren't for the fact that this place was close to the land of the barren moon and was a supply depot for a large number of adventurers, such a place would hardly be inhabited, let alone develop into a small town with a population of more than 1,000 people.

The climate in the Land of the Wild Moon is unpredictable, and it is already autumn, which is the time when the number of adventurers has greatly decreased. The influx of people has turned the already cold business of the small town of Lyon into a boom.

The seasoned merchant had already sniffed out something unusual about it, and the people who poured into the small town of Lyon did not look like they were about to enter the land of the barren moon, but as if they were waiting for something.

More than a dozen crows hovered in the sky, their fiery red eyes reflecting the earth.

Morrigan stood on a hill and could see the incomparably desolate scenery of the Land of the Wild Moon in the distance.

With a croak, a red-eyed crow hovering in the sky suddenly flapped its wings and flew straight down, landing on Morrigan's arm.

"Strange, what the hell is this kid going to do?"

Stroking the crow's supple black feathers, Morigan murmured softly.

There was no trace of the army around, and there was no trace of the Serpent Legion's scouts. The number of people on his side has increased over time, but the chips in his hand have not changed. That is, Will's power is becoming smaller and smaller over time.

In this case, Will was still able to be patient and quiet, which really made Morrigan a little admired.

"Your Excellency!"

Some panicked voices came from not far away, and Lennylord's spies hurried up to Morrigan, as if there was something urgent.

"What's wrong?"

"The guy you're looking for, he seems... It seems..."

The words couldn't help but make Morrigan frown, Lennylord's spies are professionally trained, and it stands to reason that they shouldn't be so formless!

"What seems like it?"

"Like.. At... There it is!"

"Appeared?" Morrigan said incredulously, a radius of hundreds of miles was within the surveillance range of his crows, how did Will appear out of thin air?

"Where is he? How many men did he take with him? Did our men clash with them? How was the battle going?"

After a few questions, this Lennylord spy was a little overwhelmed, he paused, calmed down, and then said: "He's alone, and now he's in a restaurant in the small town of Lyon!"

"What is he doing in the restaurant?"

Perhaps too surprised, Morrigan inadvertently asked a very stupid question.

"Eat!"

So, the Rannylord spy replied with an even more stupid answer.

“.......！”

Morrigan had never seen a person who could eat with relish under the gaze of dozens of pairs of murderous eyes.

In the small restaurant, Will sat at the table in the center, ordered a bowl of noodles, a plate of meat, and two side dishes, and was eating in full swing.

With a wave of his hand, the guards retreated, and Morrigan walked into the tavern alone and sat down in front of Will.

With a swoop, Will picked up the bowl of sea-dish, drank the foamy soup, wiped his greasy mouth, and greeted Morrigan in front of him.

"Yo, here!"

The fat proprietress who still had the charm came over with another bowl of noodles, and Will buried himself in the food again, not caring about Morrigan's appearance at all.

So, what's going on with this kind of scene of old friends meeting? I have to say, looking at Will's appearance of eating noodles all his life, Morrigan is really a little hungry!

"What an appetite Duke Badr has!"

Morrigan has been waiting for Will to appear these days, thinking about what Will will find to break through the killing array set up by his teacher, but in the end, what he got is the answer in front of him.

"Would you like a bowl, please?"

Will looked up and smiled, his seemingly loyal look giving Morrigan the urge to punch him.

Morrigan is a smart man, and a very smart man.

But every smart person who makes a decision always has the urge to compete with another smart person.

Although Morrigan is a woman, she is a young man and is unwilling to live under others. But this Will in front of her, every time she acted, it was unexpected for her, which really made her a little frustrated.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Morrigan asked bluntly.

Will put down the bowl in his hand and spread his hands, "I'm like this, isn't it obvious?"

"It's a bit surprising that you look like a dusty man. ”

Morrigan looked at Will carefully, his robe was torn, his shoes were still stained with mud, his body was covered with dust, and his hair was messy.

"What about the Serpent Legion?"

"Alas!" Will sighed and said, "The world is declining, and the hearts of the people are not ancient! Those Romanov soldiers smiled when they saw the money, but when they really asked them to contribute, they fled faster than anyone else! ”

"You mean the hundreds of soldiers are gone?"

Not only did he disperse, but he also took a lot of money with him when he left. As soon as I thought about it, the son-in-law of the Mikhail family could not be the son-in-law, so it was better to take refuge in Lennylord! How about I still be worthy of a duke? In this way, you can tell your emperor about it, give me a discount, I don't want a dukedom, give me an earlland!"

The young man in front of him was really a scoundrel, and his soft appearance made Morrigan feel that he had nowhere to go.

"Why do you think I'll promise you? You know, your head is worth a duke? Kill you, and I'll be the Duke of Lennylord!"

"Eldest sister, don't be joking, you're going to kill me, you did it just now, will you still accompany me here to do it?" Will said indifferently.

"Who's your name, big sister?" said Morrigan angrily.

"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue!" Will hurriedly apologized. "It's ma'am, ma'am!"

Looking at Will's flattering look, Morrigan's heart was even more vigilant. Naturally, Morrigan wouldn't believe Will's words, but she wondered, what exactly did Will want to do?

In my heart, if Will really wants to return to Lennylord, the value of it, even his teacher Anthony, and even His Majesty Romulus VIII, have to weigh it well.

After all, this Duke of Badr has been sent to the south since he was a child, and he has not experienced the cruelty of the Bloody Moon, and there is no grudge against the Empire.

You don't even need to give him a dukedom, you just need to give him a fictitious position in the capital, and find a royal woman to marry him, but the reward is far more than a duke. Anyone will be tempted!

It's just that Morrigan looked at Will, who had no precautions at all, and his heart was full of curiosity, and he had an urge to compete with him.