After cleaning up the battlefield, El and Palanti continued to lead their army. Although he was temporarily promoted to captain of this team by GLP, El himself has not yet established enough personal prestige. The Black Knights and the City Cavalry are elite troops who are brave and good at fighting, and if they want to be truly obedient to their commands, they must show their superiority.

In this night's battle, the two silver-rank powerhouses who died in succession were both from Yuer, which is one of the reasons why Prosto gave him a heavy responsibility. Although the warriors under the command of Prolos are all elite, they lack the strong forces of the silver rank, and only Palanti can barely touch the edge of the silver.

In terms of the division of power levels, the silver rank is the dividing line between commoners and nobles, and only when this standard is reached can one be called strong. In a local legion like Isttalon, the powerhouses who can reach the silver rank are all army commanders of the level of Pros, such as the watchdog and the three grand masters of the Knights, and others like El, who have nothing to do.

This is only for warriors, the status of silver-rank magicians is more noble, such as the great magician Ampere and the great alchemist Stephen are even more prominent than the lords in Istalen. If you want to say that a magician of this level ran away to be a robber, I'm afraid the ghost won't believe it. But to say that the magician is a subordinate of Count Snecker is even more terrifying.

With a team of such a size, it is more than enough to directly expand the territory and become a powerful party, so why be a minister who works hard and hard? What kind of medicine is being sold in Count Sneike's gourd? This question is not only for Pros, but also for El.

In fact, he had more information than anyone else, at least knowing that Count Sneiker was also a messenger of truth, and that his specific mission seemed to be to validate a prophecy of disaster. But he was at a loss as to his specific plan of action, and he could not see any clear goals at all.

As the commander of the monitoring force, GLP has always done to contain unknown threats at the source stage, so his combat style is also biased towards preemptive strikes. And El's personality is the opposite, preferring to strike after static braking. The most basic quality of a hunter is patience, because in the forest you never know if you are the last yellow finch.

After reining in the troops, his first order was to slow down. Just now it was understandable that the knights were chasing only one criminal, and it was understandable that the knights were galloping in a charging formation in order to hurry, but now they are tracking a group of thieves of a certain size, and the sound of horses' hooves at high speed will alert the enemy in advance.

Although such an order is not wrong in theory, it seems a little too conservative in the eyes of knights who are full of martial ideas in their minds. With this in mind, Eyre's previous two kills of the Silver Powerhouse had also turned into a dark arrow that had no honor to speak of, so they couldn't help but look down on this freshly baked commander in their hearts.

With Er's perception far beyond ordinary people, he naturally will not ignore this negative atmosphere in the team, and he has no solution to this for the time being, the way to deal with these rough people is actually very simple, just beat them up one by one when he has free time, but now he has a heavy responsibility, so he has to talk about it later.

Compared with the distrust of the knights, what made El care more was the burning gaze from his side. The Lori Knight named Palanti has been staring at the sword at his waist since he set off.

Luthor died so unjustly that everyone only noticed the strength of his silver rank, but did not discover the true secret of his body. Only El who has experienced it knows that most of this guy's strength depends on this foil to be exerted. In terms of his own physical fitness, he can only barely reach the standard of silver, and the swordsmanship he has learned is too flashy, and only the power of this sword is enough to threaten opponents of the same level.

If it weren't for El's own speed and comprehension of the ability to regenerate quickly through the life rune, he wouldn't have been able to withstand a few rounds in front of his sword. According to Master Powell, who was hiding and peeking at the time, this foil not only has a set of enchantment effects such as "armor breaking", "sharpness", and "tearing" attached to it, but also a layer of blood light that shocks the soul like dragon power, and only by slaughtering tens of thousands of lives can such a murder weapon be born.

As he was collecting the body, El saw that no one was paying attention, so he comfortably put the sword away and turned it into his own trophy. Even if this sword is not suitable for you, if you take it back and go to Powell to cover up its appearance, it is estimated that it can be sold for a good price on the black market. The third watch can't run around with this group of soldiers in the middle of the night, and in addition to GLP's verbal promise, he still has to get some real oil and water.

In his rejoicing, El overlooked the fact that this light foil, while not appealing to other knights, was of the same type as the rapier used by Palanti. Although the strength of the Lori Knight is close to silver, as a girl and young, her physical fitness is naturally weak, and the equipment and weapons equipped are all lightweight.

"Uh...... Do you want this sword?" Feeling the burning of his gaze behind him again, El couldn't help but ask tentatively, but Palanti immediately turned his head and gave him a large back of his head. El closed his mouth in embarrassment and drove his horse forward, only to notice that gaze had turned again.

Is this a tsundere? El couldn't help but curse in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it. Lori Knight's skillful chrysanthemum popping technique left a deep impression on him, and now he feels cold in his ass when he thinks about it. If it was possible, he said that he would not want to offend the little lady.

"Well, Palanti, I'll give it to you if you like it. El secretly wiped a cold sweat, resolutely untied the sword from his waist and handed it out.

"It's your booty, I don't want it. Palanti looked straight at the foil, but her mouth was very cold. Although she tried to keep a face on her face and try to imitate Prolos's expressionless appearance, it seemed to El that she was now more like she was drooling and saying "Daddy said you can't take candy from strangers".

Can't laugh, you can't laugh, El tightened his face and forcibly controlled his expression, feeling the pity of the black knights around him, he knew that these sluts were waiting to see his good show. At this time, if you say the wrong thing, not only will Lori Knight secretly hold a grudge, but also may be privately accused by others of "molesting young girls" and other messy crimes, which will lead to personal prestige discredit.

Both loli and cats should be fed in a methodical manner, and the common trick is not to slap at will. Er had relatively sufficient experience with the latter, so he also put on a businesslike face and said coldly: "Your Excellency, Vice Captain, please do me a favor." ”

"You are the captain, you can give orders directly. Palanti said.

"Well, I now demand that everyone must obey my command unconditionally, and you hold my sword in the back, and if you find any soldiers who do not obey your command...... You look at it. After El finished speaking, he naturally handed the sword to Palanti.

"Yes, sir. Palanti did not refuse this time, honestly took the sword and held it in his arms, the smile of joy on his face flashed, and he squinted his eyes and looked around.

The black-clothed knight who was eavesdropping on the side suddenly changed his face, and pulled the unknown city defense cavalry to hide from a distance. If El was only impressed by Palanti's methods, then the ferocity of Lori Knight, these comrades who get along day and night, has become a psychological shadow.

"Stop!" Elle shouted with a sharp wave of his hand, and the marching group froze. Palanti coldly repeated the order, and the individual noisy soldiers immediately fell silent. Compared to the newcomer, she has a significantly higher prestige in the military. Paying a sword to get such a harvest can only be said to be a blessing for Seon.

"The thieves have reunited. El jumped off his horse and looked at the marks on the ground. He looked into the distance by the moonlight for a while, then turned back and asked, "Who knows where and what kind of terrain it is?"

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