But that's it, they've seen a lot of races, and it's just a small competition, just a race in the country.

If the winner of the competition in the entire kingdom or the entire continent is the real master, therefore, the mercenaries, merchants, or some other people here don't pay too much attention to it, at most they are just a guy whose martial arts are higher than ordinary people.

At least, that's what those who haven't seen the game think, and if Walls is to be more famous, he needs to play in a bigger game.

When Isaac communicated with Walls, he had secretly revealed that he wanted Walls to play for the Svadia Kingdom, but Walls had been pretending to be confused, which made Issa not know what to do.

Just as Isaac was in a hurry, something happened that worried him.

A thin middle-aged man and two burly men walked in.

The two big men pushed through the crowd, and the middle-aged man walked over on a road formed by the two big men.

"The master of my house has sent me to invite you to his house." The middle-aged man immediately spoke.

"Your master? Who is it? Instead of saying whether he was going or not, Walls asked who his master was.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man whispered to Wall's ear.

"Lord of this city."

This sentence had been expected for a long time, so Walls did not show too much surprise.

For this expression, the middle-aged man was dissatisfied, his master was the lord of this city.

It was Iyayar of the Nord Kingdom, one of the few people in this country with great fame, how could he not have any expression? But Walls was the one his master wanted to invite, so he didn't show any displeasure.

"Okay, I'll go, can I go now?"

"Yes, even now, please don't bring any retinue, rest assured, our master will not murder you, he just wants to talk to you alone."

"I see, let's go now." Walls got up, said a few words to his companions, and left.

Under the curious gaze of the crowd, Walls and the middle-aged man left the tavern, and following the middle-aged man, Walls turned a few intersections, and soon reached the center of the city, where in front of Walls was a solid stone castle, which was Iya's home.

He looked up at the top of a certain tower in the castle, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration in his heart.

The middle-aged man beside Wall was very proud, he finally saw Wall's satisfied expression, but now was not the time to appreciate.

"Please go, sir, my master can't wait."

Walls nodded, and then followed the middle-aged man to the hall of the castle.

In the hall of the castle, an old man in his 50s sat on a chair, this person was gorgeously dressed, needless to say, this was the lord of the Woche Ze. The middle-aged man walked over and stood behind Iyaya.

"Hello, Walls, I'm Iaayaar, lord of this city." Iaya saw Walls coming.

"I'm honored to be summoned by you, but let me ask you a question, what are you summoning here for?" "Come and give you a beating, do you want to eat?" Drassel saw it in his eyes and hated it in his heart.

[System prompt: Calm down my friend.] 】

Iyaya smiled slightly, "Very good, I'll tell you directly, now I want you to join my army, don't worry, I won't let you do chores or be an ordinary soldier, I will make you an officer." ”

Before Walls could answer, Wo's Golden Finger said, "Now is the time to test you." ”

Indeed, it was a battle of words, a negotiation between Walls and Iaya.

Now Walls was very eager to refuse Iyaya's recruitment, and he knew that if he joined Iyaya's army now, although he had a stable income, he would not want to restore the family's honor.

The reason is very simple, the salary you get can't support yourself to build an elite army.

However, if he refused Iyaya's invitation, then it would mean offending Iyaya, so Walls had to use his language to be more tactful, so as not to offend this powerful lord.

If Walls had strong strength and an elite army, then naturally there would be no need to be so troublesome, but the current situation is that the enemy is strong and I am weak, so I have to be more euphemistic in my words. "Why? Is it because I won the competition? Walls gave a puzzled look.

"Yes, but that's only part of it, I've seen your swordsmanship in the arena, so I appreciate your swordsmanship, I want you to work for me, rest assured, I will never treat those who are loyal to me badly."

"But I'm just a no-name traveler."

"But I don't mind, old man."

For this self-proclaimed old husband, Iyaya, Drasel felt a hint of drama.

"Isn't it too high to be your officer, and I believe that your enemies will laugh at you, and they will say that you let a nameless guy be your subordinate, which is a great insult to you, isn't it?"

"No, no, if anyone dares to laugh at you, you will go and smash his mouth." Iayajar seems very keen to recruit Walls.

"My victory at the tournament was due to a small negligence on the part of my opponent, and I believe he is more qualified than me to be your subordinate." Walls kicked the ball to Joels.

"No, I think this young man deserves some exercise."

"What about me? I feel that I should also get some exercise, I am traveling around the continent, and I believe that these experiences can give me some meaningful experiences. At this point, Walls added.

"How can a thriving tree be compared to a weathered tree, a big tree is more experienced than a small tree, and their experience is richer than that of a small tree.

Not to mention combat experience, or the ability to command troops in battle. I believe that after my trip to the mainland, my abilities can be greatly improved. If you are still willing to recruit me at that time, I will still be willing to become your subordinate. ”

Hearing this, it is a person who can hear that Walls is unwilling to play for Iyaya, but Iyaya is also a person with a lot of experience.

It is not uncommon for him to be rejected like this, and these warriors who had rejected him before are now either dying somewhere or working for someone else.

He will not choose to coerce others to be his subordinates, which is not good for his reputation, and if his reputation is not good, there will not be many people to work for him, since this is the case, he will be a favor.

"Okay, since you want to travel the continent, then I want to ask you, is your dinar enough?" Iaya was ready to take a different approach.

"I'm doing business and traveling."

"Oh, that's right, how about I give you a thousand dinars?" Iaya said generously. The middle-aged man behind him was also taken aback, why did his master give someone a thousand dinars for nothing.

Walls, who heard this, was also flattered, what did this Iaya want to do?

"Of course, the money is for you, but in the future, I hope you can help me do something, rest assured, I will never let you do something that makes you embarrassed."

This was actually another way for Iyaya, who knew that he might not become his subordinate after Wall had completed his travels, so he needed to use this method to get help from Wall in the future.

Walls knew that this was Iyaya's last resort, and if Walls didn't agree, then Iyaya would definitely be angry. It would be unwise to offend a powerful lord.

"Okay, I accept your dinar, and in the meantime, I will remember this promise."

"Okay." Iayaal smiled. Such a deal is not a loss for him.

Iaya was a warlike lord, he liked to fight, and since he was going to fight, he needed an army.

If you want an army, you must have an elite army, and an elite army must need some strong warriors, so he prefers strong warriors to money.

That's why there was this scene just now, if he were a greedy lord, then he would never do this.

At this time, Walls did not delve into Iaya's thoughts, he took a bag of money and walked quietly towards his residence.

Wall was about to return to the tavern, but not far from the tavern, Wall suddenly spotted a woman, and it was not unusual to have women in this city.

However, when Walls saw her, he felt that she was no ordinary woman, this woman was about 30 years old, carrying a Nord sword and wearing a tribal warrior suit.

And from the calluses on her hands, the temperament on her body, and the look that already radiated from her eyes, Walls could tell that this was a warrior, a battle-hardened warrior.

This is a rare female warrior. Walls' eyes were always on this particular woman, which was naturally discovered by this woman.

She was Mathilde, a Nord. At this point she saw that Walls had been looking at her, and Mathilde would of course react.

"What do you want to do?" Mathilde said as he suddenly stared at Walls.

"It's nothing, it's just that it's rare for me to see a female warrior with good martial arts. Why are people like you here? ”

Battlede's hostility waned because he could see his own martial arts, which made Mathilde know that the man in front of him was also a warrior.

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