In other words, blessings and disasters are not one-way, life is sometimes like this, with one, those Bright Knights have just been honest for a few days, who knows that the second batch of troops of the Shield of Light Legion has arrived again, in addition to a large number of Bright Knights, there is also a priesthood group of about four hundred people with the army. [No pop-up novel network]

The more experienced and older some people are, the more calm they become, but Marquis Zose is not this kind of person, or rather, his mentality has changed greatly. Yoland's reward and punishment are unfair, of course, this is what he thinks, as well as the tragic death of his beloved son, and the murderer An Fei has been at large, these are all important reasons for the Marquis of Zosse's mentality to change greatly, and after rushing to Moramachi Town with the priest group, Marquis Zosse couldn't wait for a moment, and walked directly to the town with people to find An Fei. As for what to do after finding An Fei, whether to kill An Fei immediately, or to have a war of words, or to make An Fei feel threatened, Marquis Zosse did not make a decision, he just wanted to meet An Fei.

An Fei is playing games with the mercenaries at the moment, and after getting the report of the magic group, he originally came out with Alice to greet him, but halfway through, he changed his mind, to be honest, the conflict between him and the Light Knight has become deeper and deeper in recent days, he can greet him with a smile, but people may not return his smile, there is no need to be boring. It happened that on the way, he saw Ozgüch and others wrestling their wrists around a tree stump, so he joined the game.

It is not allowed to use fighting spirit to break the wrist, otherwise it is better to simply draw the sword and fight, and Tagore is a victorious general. Ozgucci, Orsi, and others were defeated at his hands, and even another giant axe warrior, Khufu with barbarian blood, was defeated by him.

When An Fei and Tagore put on a fight, everyone bet one after another, but unfortunately except for Alice, no one is optimistic about An Fei, which has nothing to do with personal prestige, even if Napoleon, who is fanatically supported by his countrymen in another world, goes to play with others, no one will be optimistic about him.

"Isn't it??" An Fei was a little sad, on his side. There was only one gold coin, and it was still Alice. Small gambling pleasure, big gambling hurts, as long as the mercenaries are modest, An Fei will not interfere with anything, and he often participates, which is also a way to connect with the mercenaries.

"Hey...... "Ozgucci laughed dryly.

"Look, my lord. Tagore is almost a head taller than you, looking at Tagore's arm, tsk...... "Orsi shook his head: "It's not our fault, the strength is there." ”

"Lord Alice, you should bet more......" Khufu was even more simply, he didn't look down on the gold coin, and he couldn't divide the spoils, and the barbarians really liked to go straight.

"Okay. Alice laughed. She didn't care about this gold coin, she lost if she lost, and she wanted to have fun. After speaking, Alice took out dozens of gold coins and put them on An Fei's side: "What are the odds?"

"Ten for one, that's fair. Ozgucci glanced at Anfei's wrist and whispered that he didn't think Anfei's chance of winning would be greater than 1 in 10.

"One to a hundred is fine. Khufu said in a muffled voice. He looked down on Anfei even more.

"Then it's a hundred. Alice winked at Tagore as she spoke, and a woman like Alice naturally thought of other ways to do it. For example, it is implied that Tagore released the water, not to win money, but to see the appearance of Ozgüch and others. Unfortunately, she had found the wrong person, Tagore was a relatively simple-minded orc, and even if she blinked a few more times, it would be difficult for Tagore to understand.

"Begin?" said Tagore in a loud voice.

"Come on. "Anfei has adjusted the rate of his breathing very slowly.

The two hands of different proportions were held together, and compared to Tagore's black hairy hand, Anfei's hand looked very delicate, but after Ozgucci shouted to start, Anfei did not retreat as quickly as everyone expected, but gradually gained the upper hand.

Tagore became nervous, at first he didn't use all his strength, at least to save a little face for the adults, who would have thought that An Fei's strength was surprisingly great, and in just a moment, his arm was pressed diagonally. Tagore let out a low roar and tried to launch a counterattack, but at this moment, a voice that was neither yin nor yang sounded, interrupting everyone's interest: "Our Earl is very elegant, and he likes to play such vulgar games. ”

An Fei and Tagore stopped at the same time, and the Marquis of Zose walked slowly from the sidelines, he only brought a few entourages, and there was an old man between fifty and sixty years old, graceful and calm, and extraordinary bearing, An Fei looked at it at a glance, and almost didn't laugh out loud, who else could it be if it wasn't the great alchemist Jacob? Jacob looked serious now, compared to the dirty look when he gave him an aphrodisiac at the wedding, it didn't look like it at all.

An Fei moved his wrist and said nothing, it seemed that he did not welcome them correctly, there was a left plug, and the contact between the two sides must have been full of gunpowder.

"Count Anfei, is it a surprise?" said Zose slowly.

"It's really a bit of a surprise, a pampered marquis like you should stay at home, the country of mercenaries is in crisis, and it's really not for you. ”

"Everyone has a responsibility to do something in the face of the threat of undead creatures, and although I am very old, I can still give my strength to this war. Zose smiled: "It's you, you're too young, in case something happens...... Tsk, that's a shame. ”

"It's not just your responsibility, it's mine. An Fei said lightly: "What's more, Your Majesty is as kind to me as a mountain, if necessary, I am willing to fight to the death for the empire, and I will never live up to Your Majesty's expectations." ”

It's okay not to talk about Yoland, as soon as it comes to Yoland, Marquis Zose's face immediately changed, he always thought that Yolande was too partial to An Fei, and killing the heir of a nobleman in public, no matter in which country, was an unshirkable crime, but Yolande not only did not punish An Fei, but one reward after another, and the Marquis of Zose was full of indignation.

A man like the Marquis of Zosse could not understand what Yolande was thinking, and everything Yolande did was not mixed with any selfishness, and it could even be said that he had forgotten himself for the sake of his country. If An Fei killed a young man who was capable, courageous, and willing to contribute to the country, no matter how much credit he made, Yolande would not let An Fei be so free, the key is that whether it is Philip's grandson or his son of Zose, in Yoland's heart, he is just a delicious and waiting to die, a parasite, and a waste!

And An Fei first provoked civil strife in the mercenary country, and even led people to sneak attack the griffon flying squadron that posed a great threat to the city of Blacknia, and achieved brilliant results, punishing a capable young man for a few wastes, and hurting the feelings of an old friend? On the one hand, there is a mud that cannot support the wall, and on the other hand, there is a rising star, and it may even become a weapon of the country in the future, how to choose is a very simple question, at least in the eyes of Yoland.

Marquis Zose's face was completely gloomy, the hypocritical smile was gone, he suddenly leaned sideways and whispered something in Jacob's ear, Jacob nodded, and slowly walked towards An Fei, while Zose's eyes showed a look of expectation.

An Fei couldn't help sighing, acting gave Martin a slap in the face a few days ago, the world is coming so fast, he will inevitably have to be Martin once.

Ozgucci and the others, who couldn't figure out the situation, jumped up one after another, some drew their long swords, some pulled out their battle axes, and blocked in front of An Fei. Although Jacob's steps were calm, his face was calm, and he didn't show anything alarming, Ozgüch and the others instinctively felt a threat.

Jacob's face remained unchanged, ignoring the weapon in the opponent's hand, and walked towards Ozgüch and the others step by step. The dividing line between arrogance and self-confidence is very blurred, but from Jacob's age analysis, it is obvious that it will not be the former, and Ozgüch and others feel it, and they can't help but take a few steps back.

An Fei was a little helpless, he was thinking about whether it would be better to be defeated immediately when Jacob made a move, or should he hold on for a while? Fortunately, Suzanne was not here, otherwise her performance would probably reveal something when she saw her husband being bullied by an old man she respected.

Jacob's footsteps stopped suddenly, and his gaze passed over Ozgucci and the others, and cast them into the distance, where Ernest and Entos had rounded the corner and walked slowly. Jacob's expression was shocked, but Marquis Zose's expression was very puzzled, he didn't understand why Jacob didn't move, and then Jacob quickly retreated to Marquis Zose's side and whispered a few words, this time it was Marquis Zose's shock.

"Mistress Ernest, it's been a long time. Jacob said with a smile.

"Your Excellency, why are you here?" asked Ernest politely, but his gaze bypassed Jacob and fell on the Marquis of Zose, and the cold hostility pierced Zose's body.

Zosse wanted to hide behind Jacob, Jacob could embarrass An Fei for him, but could he fight against the continent's chief great swordsman for him? Even if Jacob was willing, once there was a conflict, Ernest could take his life with a wave of his hand.

"Count Anfei, I am a little unwell, so I will take my leave first, and if you have the opportunity, I hope you can come to my place as a guest. Zose retreated.

"I don't send it. An Fei said coldly, he didn't hide the contempt in his eyes.