Chapter Fifty-Six: Owen's Strength

"What do you want the Demon Emblem Heavy to do?" Owen looked at Rog in surprise. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"You misunderstood!" Knowing that he didn't express his meaning clearly, Rogge hurriedly explained: "What I want is the production method of the Demon Pattern Armor and the training method of the knight!"

"How to make and how to train?" Owen frowned when he heard this, not understanding the difference between this and asking for a team of demonic heavy riders.

The importance of the Demonic Heavy Rider is the hope of reviving the Everleck family, and the trained Demonic Heavy Rider can only be loyal to the Everleck family, and Rogge will not be stupid enough to violate this taboo.

But there is always a way to do everything, so I saw Luo Ge swear and said: "I want to create a demon pattern heavy cavalry escort team belonging to Luo Ji by myself, and I only need a method, so I can rest assured that you don't have to worry about it, kill two birds with one stone!"

"What? you want to create your own cavalry?" Hearing Rogge's explanation, Owen reacted, and immediately shook his head and laughed: "Hahaha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard!"

Mocked mercilessly by Owen, Rogge was angry: "Why do you think I can't do it?"

"You're thinking too simply!" Owen looked at Rogge and said, "I know that your kid has a good brain, but this is not something that can be solved by a good brain! Not to mention the magic pattern equipment and cavalry, just look at some city defenses..."

As he spoke, Owen pointed to the soldiers training on the school field in the distance and said, "You think that as long as there is a way to train, you can build an army that claims to be great?!"

"I don't plan on having an army. Rogge hurriedly waved his hand.

"Hmph, what do you want the Demon Pattern Heavy Cavalry to do if you don't engage in the army?!" Hearing Rogge's words, Owen squinted his eyes and said with disdain: "Do you know how high the value of a Demon Pattern Heavy Cavalry is, not to mention the manpower, material resources and time consumed in training cavalry, you can't buy that Demon Pattern Armor alone!"

"Why is that?" Rogge asked in surprise.

"The materials used to make the Demon Pattern Armor are very expensive in itself, and arming a heavy cavalry army is a sky-high price in itself..."Owen looked up and slowly explained: "This may be solved with money, but where can you find the Demon Pattern Master who portrays the Demon Pattern, the identity of the Demon Pattern Master is the most expensive than that of a Magic Pattern, even if a Grand Duke has to be courteous, do you think a Demon Pattern Master will care about that money?!"

Rogge naturally knows that in order to become a magician, you must first awaken the spiritual force, that is to say, all magicians are magicians, but because the conditions for becoming a magician are too harsh, not all magicians can become magicians, which is also the reason for the high status of magicians!

Thinking of this, Rogge looked at Owen and asked, "Then how did you do it?"

"This is not a big secret, it doesn't hurt to tell you...", he saw Owen with a proud look: "The magic pattern armor of our Evleck family is very special, it is a rare magic pattern that can be combined with weapons and armor, and this magic pattern is unique to the Everleck family..."

"Oh~ you use this in exchange for the magic master to make armor for you. After hearing this, Rogge nodded slowly, and then asked, "So, isn't your demonic armor rotten?"

"No way!The reputation of the Demon Pattern Master is famous throughout the Empire, besides..."Owen said this, looking at Rogge and smiling, full of deep meaning: "For the Demon Pattern Master, the value of a rare set of Demon Patterns is far greater than the value of the Demon Pattern Armor!"

Wouldn't you praise your family's magic pattern for being rare and valuable? Rogge secretly despised it in his heart, who didn't know that Owen was bargaining with himself around the bend.

"Tell me, what's your condition?!" Rog squinted at Owen and said directly.

"Boy, do you really want the magic pattern?!Just for your Luo Ji's guard?!" Owen looked at Rogge helplessly after hearing this, and said, "You are a very stupid idea..."

"I'd love to!" said Rogge, looking a scoundrel.

"You..."Seeing that Rogge was determined to ask for the magic pattern, Owen frowned and thought for a moment, and said: "You can ask Drake for the method of training cavalry, and the magic pattern can be given to you, but ......"

"But what?!" Rogge asked.

"But you have to make sure that the magic pattern will not be passed on. ”

"Yes!" Rogge said dryly.

At this time, Rogge had to sigh at the courage of Owen and Kliman, and from Owen's words, he could know how important the magic pattern was to the Everleck family.

But such an important magic pattern was given to himself just because of a verbal guarantee, and everyone could see that the sentence was just a formality, in order to win this war, for the sake of the Everleck family, Kliman and Owen simply spared no effort.

At this time, Rogge didn't know that Kliman and Owen were pressing the entire Affleck family on themselves, so bold, how could they not make Rogge sigh.

Just as Rogge thought, the Everleck family had fallen and was now crumbling, and Owen and Kliman knew that there was no choice at this point!

And if you want to revive the family, with the current situation, it is simply whimsical, but both Owen and Kliman see hope in Rogge.

After Wren's incident, the two are even more convinced that whether it is Rogge's demonic brain and mind, or Rogge's mysterious identity, it is the hope that the Everleck family can regain its glory.

From the moment the Everleck's family's demonic reiterate rode out of the Viscount's Mansion, Owen and Kliman were gambling, gambling with all the capital of the Affleck family, and what they were betting on was Rogge's future......

As soon as Rogge's words fell, he saw dozens of people riding horses in the distance, galloping towards him.

"Hey, we've been discovered," Rogge said in surprise.

"These city guards are not blind, we have been standing here for so long, can we not be discovered?!" Seeing Rogge's deliberate expression, Owen couldn't help but roll his eyes and said.

Rogge shrugged after hearing this, and after a while, more than a dozen people came to him, and before Rogge could speak, he heard a rude voice coming: "Where did you come from, bastard, just peeping into the training of the city defense army!"

Rogge frowned after hearing this, and looked at the dozens of people in front of him, led by a middle-aged man, about forty years old, slightly fat, with a stubble on his face, and a horizontal face, looking at the armor on his body, he should be a guard captain.

And the person who scolded at first was indeed a small soldier on the side of the captain of the guard, seeing this, the corners of Rogge's mouth curled, and he pointed at the little soldier and scolded: "Where are you a bastard, dare to talk like this!"

Even outside the city, these city defenders were used to being arrogant, and when they saw that they were scolded by a child pointing at their noses, how could they still sit down, they saw the little soldier draw his long sword, pointed at Rogge, and was about to shout and scold, but was stopped by the captain of the guard on the side.

The captain of the guard didn't pay attention to Rogge at all, but instead stared at Owen with slanted eyes, and sneered, "Who are you guys and what are you doing here?"

Knowing that these people did it on purpose, even if they didn't recognize Owen, couldn't they see Owen's deacon costume and the arabesque mark on the carriage?!

It can be seen that if you don't report it, a small soldier dares to sarcastically ridicule here, it seems that the viscount has no prestige here at all, thinking of this, Rogge couldn't help but look at Owen with a wry smile.

Seeing that Owen's face was gloomy to the extreme, his hands behind his back were clenched, and he looked coldly at the dozens of people in front of him, seeing this, Rogge secretly shook his head, a group of fools, even Walter would not dare to provoke Owen like this, this is completely looking for death!

Just thinking about it, Owen slowly took a step forward, Rogge's eyes lit up when he saw this, and when he looked at Owen, he saw Owen snort coldly, and his figure suddenly came out, and everyone felt that a black shadow flashed in front of them, and before everyone could react, Owen had crossed a distance of more than ten meters and came to the captain of the guard!

A punch was punched, the bone cracked and the muffled sound came, and I saw that the nearly two-person tall steed fell down in response, and the person on the horse had no time to react, and fell down, and the person was in mid-air, Owen grabbed it with his backhand and lifted the person up, and when everyone reacted, Owen had already carried the person back to the original place.

All this is just in the blink of an eye, looking at the wailing horse lying on the ground in front of them, everyone gasped, and Rogge looked at the scene in front of him in shock, Owen had a glimpse of his previous shots, and only now did he truly appreciate the strength of a third-order martial artist!

If this punch hits a person, how can it be returned, such a fast speed ordinary people have no power to resist at all, this is the third order, what about the fourth and fifth orders.

Rogge looked at Aowen in disbelief, and instantly thought of a lot, how could a person's physical fitness reach this level, whether it was the toughness of the muscles or the strength of the bones, the third-order martial artists were far more than many times beyond the ordinary!

Rogge looked at the broken bones of the horse in front of him, the bones that can support the shape of the horse, its bone density is by no means comparable to human bones, and it can reach this level with only one punch, and the force is terrifying!

The force is relative, and to withstand such a strong reaction force, the physical strength of a third-order martial artist is probably more than several times stronger than that of ordinary people!

Is this still human?!Why can the Warrior Force do it to such an extent?!At this time, Rog looked at Owen's eyes like a mouse in a laboratory.

"Ah!!" "Captain!" "What are you going to do!"......

A scream woke Rogge from his thoughts, Rogge could only suppress the doubts in his heart, looking at the scene in front of him, Owen was really ruthless, at this time the guard captain's legs had been broken, and Rogge shook his head with a sympathetic look.

Tsk, it's not good to offend anyone, you have to offend a martial artist, you really hate life, Rogge shook his head and thought secretly, but his mouth was not idle, and he saw Rogge shouting loudly at the people in front of him: "What are you called, a group of fools, don't call your chief over!"

"And you—" said Rogge, turning his head to look at the captain of the guard who was lying on the ground wailing, "I don't see that you are blind, and you can't see the vines on the carriage, do you know who your captor is?"

"O... Lord Owen. After this incident, how dare the captain of the guard have a temper, and immediately begged for mercy: "My lord, please let me go..."

Idiot, stupid enough! Rogge mourned in silence for this captain after hearing this, if you don't admit it to death, say that you don't know the mark of the arabesque, relying on this is the city defense barracks, Owen won't do anything to you, but since you say it, it means that you are knowingly committing a crime, that is, looking for death!

The sound of horses' hooves came from afar, and a large group of people and horses rushed towards them, Rogge and Owen looked at each other and smiled, nodding silently......

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