Early the next morning, Arnold walked into the military headquarters building in confusion, and waited for Reg to arrive in the office hall. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yo, it was early, I thought you would be late. Arnold heard this, turned around, and happened to see Reg come in with a mocking expression.

"Smack!"

"Arnold Jean, commander of the 7th Battalion of the 2nd Column of the Fortress of Glory, has met the Commander. ”

Although Arnold was surprised by the closeness of Captain Regg, he was a regular soldier after all, and he knew that military discipline was particularly important in the army, so this courtesy was meticulous.

"Okay, okay, there's no outsiders here. Reg replied casually, "Hank, close the door, I hope no one will bother us for the rest of the time." ”

"Yes, sir. The adjutant nodded, closed the door, and stood guard.

"Feel free to sit down. Reg pointed to his chair, there were no outsiders in the hall, he brought a drink himself, poured Arnold and himself a drink, and sat down as well.

Arnold is not an ordinary person, there is not much hierarchy in his world, and he quickly adjusts to Regg's atmosphere without feeling any inhibitions.

Arnold took a sip of his drink, breathed a long sigh of relief, and when Reg sat down, he asked with a smile: "Commander, you specially asked me to come over in private, but what is the important matter?"

"Well, there's a big problem. Reg drank his drink down and refilled himself a second one.

"......" Arnold was startled, waiting for Regg's explanation.

"I believe that recently, you have also felt some undercurrents, and the appearance of Lerwick is actually not unexpected, if he hadn't learned that his brother-in-law would come, he would not have dared to be so bold and ignore my existence. ”

"Brother-in-law?" Arnold said, surprised.

"Brilliant Fortress, a group of big people came a few days ago. The Grand Priest - Bristol, the highest-ranking figure in the Kingdom of Adelaide by the Holy See of Light, his words, even the king cannot be taken lightly. This time, he brought two-thirds of the power of the Adelaide Holy See of Light to personally investigate and destroy the undead. This person has little to do with our military department, and even I welcome it, and with the light force to which he belongs, our pressure will be greatly reduced. ”

"Another big man, he has a nickname called 'Three Hands,' not to say he's a thief, but to talk about his violence and blood. When a person kills someone, the fastest speed is only holding two machetes in his hand, and the speed at which he kills is like having three hands on his body. His name was Anjef, the Queen's own brother, a sharp knife in the hands of the Council of Nobles. ”

"It's him!" Arnold's hair stood on end, and his back was a little cold, he knew that this person was the most notorious villain in the aristocratic circle, and there were countless noble families that had destroyed him in his hands. The aristocracy whose family was ruined hired countless killers to assassinate him, but none of them succeeded, which shows the horror of this person.

Such a character is actually Lerwick's brother-in-law, and the circle of nobles is really small.

He actually beat his brother-in-law under the nose of this terrifying Anjief.

Arnold felt as if he was in big trouble.

"I have to say, though, you're better than I thought. You are heroic, resourceful, and a rare talent to be made. Reg suddenly looked up and smiled at Arnold.

Regg's unreserved praise made Arnold feel a little embarrassed, he laughed, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Commander, then you should tell me the purpose of coming here now, right?"

"Of course. Reg got up from his seat and paced to the window of the office hall, looking at the entire fortress wall, and asked a question in a leisurely tone, "Do you know what pushes a race forward?"

"Outstanding talent?" Arnold promised.

"Nope. For individuals, talent is a gift. Talent is a curse for the race. Like the mighty dragons, the flawless elves, is there a difference between 10,000 years ago and now?" asked Regg.

"Not much has changed. Arnold shook his head, the elves are still cowering in the forest, and only the wind elves have a huge plain because they have a good leader.

"The dragon clan has hardly changed, and the number has shrunk to the point of panic. Regg laughed: "The perfection of the individual creates the tragedy of the race, and the dragon race is a distinct column. So Arnold, do you know what the answer is now?"

Reg looked at Arnold expectantly, and he imagined that Arnold would give him the answer he had in mind.

"Desire. Arnold was silent for a moment, then uttered two words again, and added: "Individually imperfect human beings naturally yearn to be perfect, and human beings have the strongest desire. ”

Arnold thought that if there was one race that was changing the fastest, it was the human race, which seemed to change every day.

Reg laughed, which was exactly what he thought in his heart: "Yes, it's desire." It is one of the most wonderful forces in the world, and there is no such thing as good or bad. If there are too many, it will make even one ant grow into a demon. Less, even if it is as powerful as a dragon, it is as small as dust. This glorious continent is filled with countless demons, who are full of hunger and thirst to devour everything, and this needs to be guarded by righteous warriors. ”

"Where are the righteous warriors?" Arnold said.

"He's right here. Reg pointed at him, and then at his heart, "Don't you understand, the so-called justice, is here." It is a heart that is not for power, not for profit, but for chasing a common dream!"

"A warrior is a person who is glorious as a warrior and walks on the path of pursuing glory. Those who have dreams and glory are righteous warriors. ”

Regg's sudden scream woke Arnold from a dream.

Arnold was silent as Reg spoke, and he felt the blood rolling and boiling like magma in his chest, and the strength flowing from his clenched fists.

"Dreams and glory!" Arnold murmured as he stretched out his fist.

As he spoke, Reg kept looking at him, a young and wise junior, and he was very pleased.

"Alright, let's get down to business. After a while, Reg saw that Arnold had come to his senses, and his spirits were refreshed, as if he had changed into a different person, and he thought that such a blow had not been in vain.

"Anjief is the man sent by the Council of Nobles to restrain me, and everyone understands that since the old king took care of political affairs, all the affairs of the kingdom have been handled by the people of the Council of Nobles, who are greedy and stupid. For the sake of a little immediate benefit, he did not hesitate to destroy the cornerstone of the entire kingdom and frantically exploited the power of the royal family. ”

"Doesn't the royal family still have Princess Sylvia?" said Arnold.

"Princess Sylvia is wise and wise, but unfortunately she is a daughter. Reg sighed lonely.

"His Royal Highness is not yet an adult, and there are some crazy people in the noble council who want to wipe out the last bloodline of the Alfred royal family earlier. ”

Reg shook his head, shook the pessimistic information out of his mind, and continued: "Anjev brought a letter of appointment from the council, and he asked me to recover the lost authority of the Brilliant Fortress as soon as possible, and deprived me of the command of the Brilliant Fortress, and now I only have the military power of the Red Fire Legion in my hands. ”

"What?" Arnold was a little shocked, he didn't know anything about these news, he was suddenly a little afraid, if it wasn't for Regg to tell him these news, his supreme commander had inexplicably become his enemy, so it was too easy to kill himself.

"You're right, the moment I officially hand over the command, your death is not far off. Reg looked at Arnold and sneered.

"Fortunately, you found me in time, and I think I can give you a way out before I leave. Reg tossed a copy of the mission to Arnold.