After a while, the quiet hallway outside the hall reminded me of the sound of multiple footsteps again. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info saw that a herald soldier led Manid and Wiggins into the hall.

After seeing the figures of the two young mercenaries under the high platform, sitting on the lord's chair, Duke Michod showed a smile and said slightly apologetically: "I made the two mercenary friends wait for a long time!"

The face of the knight Eng, who was guarding behind Duke Michord, changed suddenly, and he was surprised to find that one of the mercenaries was the one who had appeared in the woods not long ago.

When Knight Enge thought of the other party's intention, he immediately returned to his previous expression.

Wiggins recognized the other at a glance, and he poked there in amazement like half a piece of wood. He was not afraid of the other party, but worried about the situation at the moment.

If the other party had mentioned in the presence of Duke Michod what had happened in the woods that day, I am afraid that he and his companions would once again be taken into the dungeon by the soldiers.

Although he did not kill the Svadia soldiers, he had nothing to do with them.

Manid also noticed the abnormality, but he pretended not to know, stepped forward, stroked his chest and saluted: "Salute to you, my lord, we have disturbed you by our bold request to see you!"

After the hypocritical courtesy, Duke Michod cut straight to the point. "My subordinates have told me what you are here for. I admire your actions, but the so-called Dark World is nothing more than a story of legend. ”

Manid humbly and courteously honored: "Lord Kestor, the eldest son of the Count of Arassis, Baron Berners, has sent back from the Sea of Secret Words, and it is written that hundreds of unknown ships have appeared in the Sea of Secret Words. ”

"It could be a Virgian warship, or it could be a Nord warship," Duke Kesto Michod replied lightly. "The warships of the Nords and the Virgians often fight on the seas. ”

"We have visited the King of Vegia, and they claim that they have not sailed a single ship into the Sea of Whispers. Manid replied respectfully. "Not even the Nords, who have nowhere to plunder in the barren land of the Sea of Whispers. ”

"Perhaps, as you said," Duke Michod did not deny the other party's point of view, but raised his own doubts. "But what evidence is there to prove that those so-called unidentified ships are what you call the Dark Legion?"

"My lord, we have spotted a group of black-robed pilgrims around the city of Chanda and Zhivadin, who claim to be dark cultists and recruit mad followers everywhere. ”

"Hypocrites who go around under the guise of a cult are everywhere," Duke Michod replied sternly. "If the black-robed guys are what you call the Cultists of Darkness, then I'm afraid tens of thousands of people in the entire Dehrim region will have to be captured and interrogated in dungeons. ”

Manid knew that Governor Dehrim in front of him did not believe what he was saying. As he had predicted, the whole thing was going very unfavorably.

"A group of mercenaries fighting only for the dinar," Lafad said at some point, and he walked quickly past the two mercenaries and walked to the high platform. "I actually ran here to swagger and deceive. ”

This stupid humiliation infuriated the new deputy head of the Iron and Blood Mercenary Regiment. "Your Excellency," Wiggins' expression was solemn and serious. "Please retract what you just said and apologize to us, otherwise—"

Wiggins recognized the other party just by listening to the voice, and the young master who was arrogant and domineering in the woods that day was the gorgeously dressed young man in front of him. He recognized the other person, but the other person did not recognize him.

Lafad, who had stood on the high platform, turned. "Otherwise?" he said, with a tone of contempt.

"-Please accept my duel!" Wiggins picked up when he had been interrupted.

Wiggins' right hand holding the sword subconsciously touched his waist, since he wanted to do it, how could he be missing.

Wiggins, however, didn't touch anything, realizing that the soldiers had unloaded their weapons before they could enter the hall.

Lafad smiled slightly, his gaze sweeping over the two mercenaries at the bottom of the hall.

"What do you think you are?knight?" he asked the mercenary in a somewhat teasing tone. "You are nothing more than a wild dog without an owner, what right do you have to ask me for a duel?"

"I'm a mercenary, but that doesn't mean I can't be a knight. Wiggins tried to hide his anger and said in a calm tone.

Lafad sneered with disdain. "Are you going to tell me that this guy next to you is also a nobleman?"

Wiggins replied unequivocally: "Although my companion was not canonized as a knight, he was indeed a nobleman. ”

Lafad looked at the mercenaries under the high platform with contempt. "Do the mercenaries lie like you? do you think my father and I will believe these lies you have made?" he commanded suddenly. "Someone came and ...... them"

"Shut up, you idiot," Duke Caesto said abruptly. "Hasn't anyone taught you how to treat your guests?"

Lafad resignedly, "Father, is it necessary to be polite to treat such a lowly and liar-ridden mercenary?" he suddenly proposed. "This mercenary actually lied in front of you, you should have someone put him in a dungeon and pull out his lying tongue!"

"You ignorant fool," said Duke Kestor, with a look of annoyance. "The badge on his armor will prove his identity!There's nothing to do with you here, go back to your room, don't annoy my guests here!"

Lafad did not dare to disobey his father's orders, so he had to disappear into the hall with a resentful face.

Before leaving, he whispered beside Wiggins, "I remember you!" and his voice was so soft that only the two of them could hear it.

Wiggins raised his voice and once again declared, "Lord Kesto, we are fighting only for the dinar, but we will also fulfill our contracts with our employers dutifully. ”

"I'm sorry, my friend. Duke Michod believed each other's words, even though they were meeting for the first time.

The duke knows very well that credibility is the purpose of mercenaries and the foundation of mercenaries, and mercenaries who do not abide by their credibility will not be able to survive for a long time.

"Your Excellency," Manid said. "It's not your fault, and you don't need to apologize for it. ”

"Let's forget about this unpleasant affair!" said Duke Michod's eyes, and the deep wrinkles on his forehead and the corners of his mouth seemed to be full of smiles, and even his gestures carried a brisk rhythm.

"To express my sincerest apologies, I have to do something for the two warriors who have come from afar. Duke Michod clapped his palms and gestured slightly to the Knight of Engel behind him.

After seeing the duke's clapping movements, Knight Enge nodded clearly, and then quickly turned around and walked towards the corridor, but before turning around, Knight Enge still took a deep look at the black-haired boy who was standing still.

In the somewhat empty hall, with every step of the Knight Engel, there was a very rhythmic sound of footsteps.

Each step is lifted with the precision of the slightest, and the interval between each footstep is full of momentum and heaviness.

As the sound of footsteps faded, Enge's figure disappeared around the corner of the cloister, but even though the knight's appearance was no longer visible, the footsteps like giants still echoed in this luxurious hall of granite and marble.

What is this for? Wiggins and Manid looked at each other in bewilderment, and both saw puzzled glances in each other's eyes. What do you mean by Master Caesto?

"I just told Sir Engel to just go get something. Duke Michod smiled slightly when he saw that the two of them were puzzled by the fact that he had instructed his men to do something.

"Before he returns, I want to talk to you about some topics. Kesto Michod lifted his chin slightly, then rubbed the ring on his right hand that represented the lordship of Veruga.

"Your Excellency, please speak. Manid clasped his right hand across his chest and bowed down in the most humble way.

"Where is your hometown in the Kingdom of Vegia?" said Count Kestor, muttering, a question that could not have been simpler, and not at all level.

But even the simplest question that comes out of the mouth of a lord requires a careful answer from vassals and subjects.

Who knows if this question is not an implicit murderous motive? Although the duke in front of him is not their feudal lord, they are just a mercenary.

Manid took a step forward, stomped his feet and saluted, and answered the question: "My hometown is in the Vizan region, my lord. ”

"Grace......," Duke Michod groaned, holding his chin lightly with his right hand, as if wondering where the [Vizan] area was.

"Oh, it's from the Vizan region!" said Duke Michod, who looked up at him and nodded his chin. "It's a place where oak is abundant, and I've heard that everyone there has a good hand at archery, and it must be very good compared to yours!"

Archery, Oak, Manid's head was marked by black lines.

He could not understand how oak could be abundant in a region where most of the cold snowfields except for a few mountains were abundant, and that archery had never been his honor.

"Yes, sir. Bows and arrows are exactly what he is good at. Seeing Manid's speechless predicament, Wiggins stepped forward to solve the problem.

Although Wiggins's words were just nonsense, the Duke on the throne did not hear the falsehood at all, but said with satisfaction: "In a few days, I hope you can go out of the city with the army to help exterminate the bandits and robbers entrenched in the land of chaos." ”

"We will, my lord. Manid said respectfully, "The glory you have given us, and the expectations you have given us, are the reason for our fight. ”

As there was no nourishment between them, a crisp and rhythmic sound of stamping echoed through the hall. (To be continued.) )