No good god, including Sui Xiong, wanted to see the god of knights suffer, not even the orc gods who were hostile to him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

No, even the orc gods did not want him to be weakened, demoted, or even fallen.

After all...... As an enemy, the god of knights is a very upright, very disciplined, very moral and tolerant enemy, in contrast, the Lord of Radiance is fierce and ruthless, unscrupulous, and there is never a lower limit. It is much more dangerous and difficult to be an enemy of Him than to be an enemy of the god of knights.

However, ideals and reality are always two different things.

Leon, who received the news from Sui Xiong, hid a deep sigh in his heart, disguised himself as a young thief who took risks in order to get ahead, and came to the large military camp north of Eagle Wing City.

The Scout Battalion is located at the northernmost end of the large barracks and is the vanguard of the whole army. They have excellent logistical supplies and remuneration because they are burdened with the most dangerous and hard work.

Before the big war, scout warfare must break out first, and those warriors who are one in a hundred miles will fight in small teams or even individuals in a range of tens or hundreds of miles, trying to suppress the opponent's scouts and collect any valuable information. Often after a big battle, even if the victorious side wins, the battle losses of the scout battalion will exceed 30%, and the losing side is even likely to wipe out the entire scout battalion.

Although reconnaissance work can be done by spells or air forces, whether it is spells or air forces, the information that can be obtained is relatively vague, and there is no way to be very detailed and accurate. So even though the vast majority of generals abhor scout warfare, which takes precious elite men to strangle them, they still have no choice in their pursuit of victory.

When Leon arrived, the last group of scouts had just departed, and the scout camp was slightly empty, except for the chief officer in charge of the reorganization. Only the logistics officers who were sorting out the suicide notes and other things were still busy.

The high stakes of the scout camp are such that almost every scout leaves a suicide note before going into battle. Some people will say goodbye to their relatives and friends, some will arrange their own afterlife, and some people will tell some secrets that have been hidden for many years. These suicide notes will not be opened for the time being, and they are all magically sealed in boxes. Each box is specially locked. Only when the owner of the suicide note dies will the magic become invalid, and then the logistics officers will take out the suicide note, compare the contents of the suicide note, and fulfill the last wish of the war dead.

Generally speaking, this is a privilege that only nobles can enjoy, and among ordinary soldiers, only the scout battalion can enjoy this treatment.

"How many boxes have been opened today?" was a veteran with almost gray hair, only one arm, and a terrible scar on his face. He also limped when he walked, and at first glance he was a tough guy struggling to crawl back from the face of death.

Coincidentally, Leon knew him.

This guy's name is Stard Irif, a member of Count Arife's family, and he was a member of the scout camp during the last orc invasion, and he was seriously wounded in bloody battles on the battlefield. Later, it was found out of the pile of dead people. A life was saved under a powerful healing spell, but his severed arm could never be healed again - the one that severed his arm. It's a terrifying cursed weapon, and until you find that weapon and purify it, even advanced recovery techniques can't make his broken arm grow back.

Starr is a typical soldier, as long as there is a battle to fight, there are orcs to kill, he doesn't care who leads him. Leon remembered that his grandfather had commented on this man. Said that this man was a dog, and he was good at guarding the door. But not for Igor's family, not for the Eagle Kingdom, he only for humans.

Time flies, and the ferocious one-armed war maniac of the past is now dying. He is even so old that he can no longer go to the battlefield and can only manage some logistics work.

Leon sighed secretly in his heart, went up to say hello, and asked where he should report for duty.

Old Start looked at his paperwork, nodded, and pointed to the martial arts training ground in the distance with his remaining arm: "Over there, find little Eric, he will be responsible for reviewing your strength and using spells to determine whether you are reliable." ”

"Done?" Leon asked.

"He'll tell you what to do then, I'm very busy here. Old Sta said in a rough voice, but his expression was a little gloomy, "I still have to count how many great guys died today......

Leon was silent for a moment, saluted him, and walked towards the martial arts training ground.

Looking at his distant figure, Old Start frowned slightly, and said to himself: "This person ...... It always feels a little familiar...... Have I seen him anywhere?"

As an elite scout, although Old Sta is old and his skills have deteriorated, and he is no longer able to fight with others, his eyesight is still there, and his memory is still good. He didn't dare to brag about not forgetting it, but as long as he met and talked to people, he could be somewhat impressed.

Where had you seen the new scout turn away?

The old scout pondered for a moment, unable to find a definite answer from the depths of his memory, and finally sighed deeply.

"Alas, I'm really old! useless......"

This really can't be blamed on him, Leon's identity and appearance at the moment really make it impossible to connect him with some noble figures. So while his back bears a resemblance to his father, the former king who was assassinated by his younger brother not long after he ascended the throne, who would link the two together?

Leon didn't know that he had almost been seen through his true identity, and quickly came to the martial arts training ground. In the martial arts training ground, there are many newly recruited scouts training at this moment, and many elderly veterans are teaching them the skills they need on the battlefield, trying to increase their chances of survival and victory.

"Your name is Ryan, and you're from near Rye Town in the Four Northwest Towns, and you're a thief?" Earl Eric, the commander of the scout battalion, looked at his paperwork carefully, pondered for a moment, and asked, "How is old Rhodes feeling lately?"

"Mr. Rhodes is almost retired now, and I haven't been to the Faceless Void Playground in this time, so I really don't know what happened to him. Leon replied, "But...... At least during the last Autumn Harvest Festival, he was still quite energetic. ”

Count Eric nodded, and asked again, "I remember that the Church of the Glorious Lord in Rye Town has been working hard to purify a lich, and the purification is complete?"

"I haven't been purified on the day I set off, but it's supposed to be a few days. Leon replied, "I've spent some time on the road, I guess it's been purified, maybe it will take another day or two?"

Count Eric nodded again, asked about the situation of the four towns in the northwest, especially ryetown, and finally took out a blue crystal, looked at the color of the crystal, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Good, you're not lying. He said, "Well, let's do a simple strength test." ”

He pointed to a humanoid target in the distance and said, "Now, run as fast as you can, attack that target—like you would a person—and then run back." ”

Leon looked at the target and asked, "Just attack it?"

"That's right. "You'd better hurry, the faster you finish, the higher your rating." ”

So Leon took off the folded short bow hanging on his waist with his backhand, combined the three pieces of metal into a bow arm with a twist, and then took out the bowstring and hung it, and pulled out an arrow from the gaiters and put it on, and he didn't need to take special aim, opened the bow and took the arrow, and the arrow hit the target, which was the position of the throat.

"Is this speed okay?" he asked.

Viscount Eric was dumbfounded, and after a few seconds, he couldn't help but laugh and applaud: "Awesome! Awesome! Your skills don't look like a thief!"

As he spoke, he suddenly froze—only to see the figure of "Ryan" who was close at hand suddenly and slowly turn gray, and then disappeared into the shadow of the tent next to him, disappearing without a trace.

"My lord, I'm actually pretty good at stealth. In just a moment, the voice came from behind him, "Besides, that arrow just now has a lot of luck involved, and if I do it again, I can't guarantee that I can still shoot it in the throat." ”

Viscount Eric froze again, this time for a little longer, with a few goosebumps on his back.

If the 100-step spearhead that pierced Yang before only amazed him, now this ability to sneak in front of him and go around the back in a blink of an eye made him feel a little scared.

"You...... Is he really a thief, not an assassin?" he couldn't help but ask, "stealth, snipe...... This is like an assassin no matter how you look at it!"

"Ever since Mr. Rhodes presided over the Thieves' Guild in the entire Four Towns of the Northwest, the thieves of the Four Towns have stopped in the business of assassins. Leon replied, "I have great respect for Mr. Rhodes and will follow the rules he has set." However, if I am on the battlefield, I am also happy to carry out the tasks of the Assassins. ”

Viscount Eric suddenly realized, thinking that he understood the origin of this Rien: "Old Rod, this person, he has great ability and good vision, but he is too polite to be a person, and he is kind all day long, and he will not use force if he can not use force...... I admit that he is a good money-maker, and he is also very good at managing personnel, and he has indeed made the Thieves Guild of the Four Towns in the Northwest bigger and stronger over the years, but ah, it's a pity that a talent like you is buried in small things like identification and theft tracking all day long!"

Leon smiled and didn't answer.

Although his great strength makes the lie detector crystal ineffective for him, as the saying goes, if you say too much, you will lose, and it is better to say less lies.

"Excellent combat ability, excellent stealth ability, and the rest is reconnaissance ability......" Viscount Eric thought for a moment and said, "Did you notice how many tents there are in this scout camp just now?"

Leon recalled a little and said the number of tents, not bad. As for the information that deserves special mention...... He thought for a moment, and said the number of dead in the scout camp that he had heard when he left the old staple just now.

Viscount Eric nodded his head repeatedly, and at last he took up his pen, signed the paperwork, and gave his comments.

There is no doubt that all three abilities required by scouts are excellent. (To be continued.) )