The convoy traveled west, and after four days, it was already 200 kilometres from the city of Lille. The ground began to become rugged, and the majestic mountains could be faintly visible in the distance, and the population became scarce.

It's starting to get closer to the borders of the principality.

Ever since the caravan left Lille City, all kinds of magical creatures have been surrounding the caravan, constantly snooping. However, Floya is not as easy to talk as Rogge. Everywhere the convoy went, crows and sparrows would fall from the trees for some reason. Occasionally, a few gophers and a few snakes also rushed out of the earth, jumped a few feet high, and when they fell to the ground, they were all belly upside down, and they were already dead.

By the next day, there were no magical creatures around that dared to snoop around. As the convoy passed through a wooded area, a delicate but very nimble fawn suddenly rushed towards the convoy from the woods. It had only run a few steps on the grass outside the forest when blue fire continued to erupt from its body, and after a few more steps, it turned into a fire deer. The fawn groaned, its forehead suddenly cracked, and a huge eye protruded. Under the scorching flames, the demon deer's wailing soon subsided.

Blue Fire is extremely domineering, burning deer corpses mercilessly. When the flames were extinguished, the grass was left with only a charred black deer-shape.

At the rear of the convoy, Kate and Rogge rode slowly past the deer shape burned in the grass. Kate lowered her voice and asked Rogge, "You say, this deer is also a spy of the demon race?"

Rogge also lowered his voice and replied, "If what I saw just now is correct, this deer should be the Warcraft Three-Eyed Mist Spirit Deer." It has very good eyesight and hearing, and few creatures in the forest can catch up with it, and if necessary, it can release a fog with an irritating surname to cover its escape. It's a very good and very rare spy. The book says that even in the Demon Realm, there are not many such demon deer. ”

"Yesterday, a total of sixty-two magical creatures and spies died inexplicably, and today, counting this demon deer, only five have died in total. But all five of them seem to be very advanced spies. Did she really do all this, you say?" Kate's voice trembled a little as she mentioned 'her'.

Rog almost reached Kate's ear before he whispered, "Who else but her?" If we annoy her, we won't have any good fruit to eat!"

Kate looked at the forests on both sides of the road, and only dared to glance at the ten gorgeous carriages in the convoy with the corner of her eye, and nodded very slowly.

"Kate, how many of her ten coachmen can you handle?" asked Rog suddenly.

"If it's a regular duel, I'll win if one comes up, and I'll definitely lose if I come to two. Of course, if you don't limit the rules, it's not much to say. ”

Rog sighed and stopped talking. The two rode side by side, and slowly followed the convoy westward.

Since the Three-Eyed Mist Spirit Deer was burned to ashes, all kinds of demonic creatures have finally disappeared around the convoy.

Although all kinds of creatures continue to die around the convoy for no apparent reason, it is no wonder that the guys of the Clark Chamber of Commerce are all characters who have experienced strong winds and waves. The fifty Golden Lion Knights turned a blind eye to the deaths of ordinary crows and rats, while the three hundred 'Dragons and Beauty' knights were panicked, but these outlaws were all old fritters. No matter who did all this, in short, it was not his own offense. Since Rogge is all casual, they should not be able to see it. However, thinking of Fengyue's horror and Rogge's plain personality, many people have set the target of their suspicion on Rogge in private.

This may be the first time in the fat man's life that he has carried a black pot for others.

Since the third day of the convoy's departure, the demon spies have all disappeared, but the probes on both sides of the convoy have been replaced by some ragged bandits. Seeing the huge escort team, these small bandits who are not in the climate naturally dare not have any ideas.

Rogge and the others knew how powerful and terrifying Floya was, and subconsciously always wanted to get as far away from her as possible. Only Lens was completely fascinated by Floya's beauty, and every day he tried to find a way to get closer. If it weren't for the fact that none of Floya's attendants and coachmen seemed to be easy to mess with, Lance might have gotten into Floya's carriage one night.

After traveling all the way west, the convoy finally arrived at Fort Sellers without any danger.

Since leaving Sellersburg, several nobles have not had time to return here. Fortunately, a good foundation has been laid by the time a few people left, and everything is basically on the right track. For six months, various directives were sent to Sellersburg, and every month, a detailed report on the territory was sent to several nobles. But when the silhouette of Sellersburg was displayed in the distance, several nobles could not contain the excitement in their hearts, abandoned the convoy, and galloped forward.

Benjamin poked his head out of the carriage, looked at the backs of several aristocratic youths, and smiled slightly.

Floya also lifted the curtain of the car window, glanced out, and told the coachman, "Follow and see!"

The middle-aged coachman shook the reins in his hand, and six purebred Orleans horses galloped out of the convoy with the princess's carriage, and chased down the road at a speed not inferior to that of several aristocratic youths.

It was already late afternoon when Rogge and the others galloped to Fort Sellers. After more than half a year of construction, Fort Sellers is no longer the dilapidated appearance it was back then. With the exception of a collapsed watchtower that has not yet been repaired, the castle has been largely renovated. Most of the windows in the main castle building have been fitted with shutters, and a "Dragon and Beauty" flag flutters on the roof.

Two large rows of wooden houses were built on both sides of the castle's main building, and Robeschi, who had arrived early, was assisting Doyle in directing the bandits to train in the middle of the square. After two months of rigorous training, it turned out that only a dozen of the three hundred bandits had been eliminated by Doyle. This made Robesy very proud of his knowledge, after all, these bandits were his old subordinates, and they were selected by himself. Now it has been proved that, in terms of quality, these bandits selected by themselves are not much worse than the elite troops of the first-class mercenary group. In two months, Doyle added more than thirty mountain people to come in. It won't be long before these bandits and barbarians will become the main force of Rogge's Guardian Holy Knights.

At the other end of the castle are two large smelting workshops, eight towering chimneys puffing thick black smoke. Truckloads of iron ore and coal were transported into the bellies of the two giant monsters, and hot molten steel kept spitting out of the monsters' mouths.

Next to the smelting workshop was a simple warehouse made of tarpaulin, and steel ingots with a glistening cyan sheen were neatly stacked. Two guards stood guard at the edge of the warehouse, looking rather lazy. It's no wonder who would steal these ingots in this poor place? Even if they want to, it's not so easy to carry a 50-kilogram ingot.

A large clearing had been leveled outside the castle, on which was piled up with iron ore as high as a hill. Next to the storage yard is the former coolie camp. The coolie camp is no longer a stinking garbage dump of the past, and five rows of simple wooden huts have replaced the original pigs' nests. The camp was neatly kept, with a stream surrounding it. A few coolies were cleaning up the camp.

When the noble youth were not in the realm, the production of mines and smelting workshops was taken care of by the dwarven apprentices of gold. Toffler, who was taken in by Rogge, was in charge of the coolies and the purchase of a variety of goods, and was the nominal manager of the territory. Doyle is in charge of defense and training, but of course this is temporary. As soon as the bandits are trained, he will take Kivi away and fly away. But Rogge didn't intend to let him get away with it like this, talent was rare! But there were many important things to do in front of him, and the fat man didn't have time to think about how to make Doyle desperate, so he could only take refuge in himself with all his heart.

But there will always be a way, and this Rogge is confident.

After taking a turn in the territory, Rogge and other nobles were simply satisfied with this thriving territory.

Rogge smiled and said to Franco: "Although this Toffler is yin, bad and afraid of death, he is really a good hand at managing money and housekeeping." I used to read his report and always felt that it was exaggerated, but I didn't expect that this old thing not only did not falsely report, but also concealed a lot of things. ”

"Hehe, it's not because of you, you forced him to frame that old guy Ian, and now he has to take his refuge with us. Otherwise, as soon as we announce the facts, he won't be cut down by these fierce mountain people?"

"Hey, you're mistaken, that's Kate's idea!

"Does one more or less make a difference to you?" said Franco, sneering.

Rogge thought about it seriously and said, "That's right. ”

Soon, Princess Floya's car and the Clark Chamber of Commerce convoy arrived at Fort Sellers. Both Floya and Benjamin were amazed at the prosperity of Sellersburg. At some point, Floya had already changed into a tight-fitting hunting outfit and put on a red magic cloak. As soon as she got out of the carriage, she immediately made the bandits who were training in the square next to her look straight in the eye. Although they were repaired by Doyle for two months, they still had a hard time changing their surnames, and a few of the bold ones even whistled at Floya. Doyle's face turned blue with anger, and he ordered the few people to come out of the ranks, ready for them to memorize their surnames for a long time.

Floya, Benjamin, and Rogge were all arranged to rest in the main castle building. Paulus, the squadron leader who led the Golden Lion Knights this time, and the five squad leaders, as well as some other important people of the Chamber of Commerce, also lived in the main building. The caravan and the knights of the Dragon and the Beauty had no choice but to settle in the original bandits' houses. After some hectic chaos, everyone finally settled down. Benjamin and Floya didn't have to rest, so they rode horses and followed Rogge around Sellersburg.

By the time we visited the smelter and mine, it was nearly dusk. Floya looked at the lively coolie camp not far away, and suddenly became interested. "What is that place over there?" she asked, leaning over to Rogge, affectionately.

Rogge hurriedly turned his horse and took a step back, bowed down and said, "Your Royal Highness Princess, over there is the coolie camp of the territory, which is the most despicable and filthy place. His Royal Highness is a noble person, and it is not suitable for him to go to such a place. ”

Floya stared at Rogge with watery eyes, and asked with a crisp smile, "Why do you always avoid me? It's a coolie camp over there? It seems to be very clean, go check it out! With that, she galloped toward the coolie camp. Rogge couldn't stop him, so he had to follow behind. Benjamin smiled evilly and followed the two unhurriedly.

At this moment, the coolies had returned from their work in the mines, and it was time for dinner. In the open space in the middle of the coolie camp, four large iron pots had been erected for a long time, and the hot soup in the pots was tumbling, gushing out a rather tempting aroma. More than 200 coolies were lining up, carrying all kinds of utensils, waiting for a few cook-like men to distribute food.

A tall and fat man was full of spoonfuls of food and put them in the coolie's basin, and at the same time shouted energetically: "You coolies! It is a great blessing to be able to work in Sellersburg and to be able to mine for Lord Rogge! You are here, not only can you eat enough, but you can also eat meat! Tonight, there is a whole pork hind leg stewed in the soup! Change to another place, you don't want to know what meat tastes like in this life!"

He poured a basin full of food into a tall and thin boy and continued his high-minded remarks: "Now you can not only eat meat, but also sleep in a house that does not leak rain or wind the wind! Little Peter, look at your weight so thin, if you leave here, you will have to sleep in a pig's nest and drink what the pigs don't eat every day! As long as you work hard, no one will be whipped! There will even be a doctor when you are sick! Doctor! You coolies are already better off than many free people!"

"For you people, this place, Fort Sales, is your paradise! But don't think that this is your eternal comfort! Whoever doesn't work hard, and who doesn't keep the strength, will be sold to the mines of the Duchy of Ron!

The fat cook screamed loudly, foaming at the mouth, not noticing that a few people not far away were looking at him with interest. Toffler, who was busy in the coolie camp, suddenly spotted Rogge and the others sitting quietly on their horses in the distance. He hurriedly trotted all the way over, and said with a smirk, "Lord Rogge, uh, and this young lady and this lord, how did you come to this place!

Floya asked, "You're the steward of Cyrusburg, aren't you, and what are you doing in the coolie camp?"

Toffler looked up and saw Floya's beautiful face, and even though he was over fifty years old, his head was still dizzy. He replied, "Well, this noble lady...... The villain is trusted by Lord Rogge to manage the coolies and expenses in the castle. The villain has to go around this coolie camp every day to see if anyone is injured or sick, if there is enough food to eat, where something needs to be done, etc. ”

Floya asked a little strangely, "The coolies are very cheap, and if there are not enough people, won't it be enough to buy some more?"

Toffler was also stunned for a moment, and replied: "This is what Master Rogge ordered, and the villain just did what Master Rogge ordered." If the wisdom of the adult is like the bright moon in the sky, the villain is just a firefly. The villain only knows that what Lord Rogge commands has always made sense. ”

Floya looked at Rogge, who had a tendency to lean up again, and Rog hurriedly took two steps back. Floya smiled and asked Rogge, "Tell me, why are these coolies so well fed? With this money you can buy a lot of coolies, right?"

Rogge replied respectfully: "Your Highness Princess! The villain saw that these coolies had worked too hard before, and thought that we were all God's people, and the villain hoped that the glory of God would bathe everyone in the realm, so he told Toffler to give them better food and shelter. ”

Floya's eyes made Rog's hair straight. She snorted disdainfully, knowing that she couldn't get the truth out of Rogge's mouth, so she stopped paying attention to the fat man. Anyway, there will be a chance to repair this annoying fat man in the future. I finally got rid of the annoying nobles of the principality, and I can go out and play freely, how can I not have more fun? Yes, that's it! I must repair this fat man who has been disobedient!

When Toffler heard the words "Her Royal Highness Princess," his spirit was in a trance, and his whole body trembled with excitement: "Her Royal Highness Princess! She is Her Royal Highness! She actually asked me! Her Royal Highness actually asked old Toffler! Oh! My lord!"

Benjamin looked thoughtfully at the neat coolie camp, the neatly stacked raw ore next to the camp, and the coolies' faces, expressions, and movements. After a while, he said to Rogge: "Lord Rogge, the coolies in your territory are less than 200 people, but the mine output is more than a large mine in the Duchy of Ron that uses 500 coolies, it seems that you are really very unique!

At this time, the coolies had already noticed several big people coming here, and all eyes were focused on Floya's figure for a moment. The little lovely boy on the maroon thoroughbred seemed to bring a breath of fresh air to the whole camp.

A coolie suddenly ran out of the group, and several of the guards were taken aback, and for a moment they were unable to react, so that he rushed over. The coolie rushed straight at Floya. Toffler hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, but he pushed him aside. Floya, Rog, and Benjamin sat on their horses to see who was coming.

The coolie rushed to Floya's horse and fell to his knees. He raised his head and said in a very pleasant voice: "This noble young lady, you must be a marquis! No, you are a duke! No, no, you must be a princess! Your beauty cannot be compared with the moon Modis! My noble miss, my merciful young lady, you must not bear to see your fanatical followers live in the coolie camp! You will surely save me, Carme, a poor bard!"

"Carme, a poet?" said Floya, who was in his twenties and had a very handsome face, as he looked at with interest. The eyes are very attractive blue-gray. Judging by his face, it was clear that life in the coolie camp was not bad.

"Rogge, there's a poet in your coolie camp!"

Kalme turned to Rogge on his knees again: "You are the Great and Wise Lord of Rogge, Oh, thank you, Lord, that I have finally met you today! I, Kalme, am willing to contribute my wisdom and knowledge to you! As a great, wise, and far-sighted nobleman, you must need me! You will find that putting Kalme in a coolie camp would be a great loss to your property!"

Carme continues to use his poetic language to tell how his talent, his observations, and his hard work were an insult to his status as a poet. Floya had lost interest in him. She gracefully turned her horse's head and turned back to Rogge, "I'm tired, I need to go back and change my clothes." See you at dinner!" With that, the water of the millennium of misfortune is gone, leaving behind Kalme's countless chants such as "My Angel" and "My Goddess".

As soon as Floya left, Rog's face was immediately covered with a layer of frost. He stared at the bard who was kneeling on the ground, and said coldly to Toffler, "Toffler!

"Lord Rog, he is the second batch of coolies to buy in the territory. When he first came, he just worked quietly, but who knew that later he kept telling other coolies about equality, freedom, and the like. For this, the villain has already whipped him hard. You know, the villain has only beaten two coolies in total, but he has fully obeyed the adult's command to 'do his best to be kind to the old coolies'. ”

With a snort, Rogge asked Calme, "What do you know?"

The poet was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "The villain has traveled to many countries and speaks four languages! The villain has been involved in poetry, art, and even politics, and the villain will surely become the right-hand man of the adult!"

Toffler hurriedly interjected: "Lord Rogge, although he knows something, but ......"

"Toffler, I know this!" cried Rogge.

The fat man circled around Kalme and said, "Hang this bullshit poet and whip him severely! Tomorrow he will be taken to the slave market and sold! Remember to mark him as a poet and sell him for a price worthy of his status!"

Toffler hurriedly called two bandit guards and dragged down the poet, who was angry and pleading. Toffler's own Lord of the Rings followed Rogma, carefully asking Rog how he did this.

Rogge is still very useful for this vague sycophant. While watching the two bandit guards hang the poet on a flagpole in the center of the square and whip him severely, he patiently explained to Toffler: "What I want now in my territory is to produce as much mine and steel as possible. Therefore, what we want is a coolie who is willing to work in a down-to-earth manner! Whoever works in a down-to-earth manner, we will feed him and clothe him, and even treat him! Let him live several times better than that of coolies in other places! Those who are not honest, such as this poet, will be beaten severely. And we need to make the difference visible to everybody, so that we can tell them clearly what they can do to earn enough to eat, and what actions will be exchanged for whips!"

After admiring the poet's screams for a while, Rogge said slowly: "I am short of manpower, but it is not the kind of poet who will make himself a coolie, so I am not interested in listening to his story! A coolie is a coolie, as long as you have the strength and can work." They don't need to be smart. If I let go of this poet, I can't guarantee that there will not be another painter or singer among the coolies. In any case, hard work is the only criterion for evaluating coolies in the future! Rules are rules, and they must not be broken!"

Toffler followed along. Rogge admonished again: "You have done a good job in the past six months! In the future, the rules in the territory should be as simple as possible, three or four fucking rules are enough, and they can't remember them if they have more." However, we must not be soft on those who break the rules! We must encourage those who can find ways to do their jobs well. You have to remember that although coolies are slaves, they are also human beings, and you should treat them as sincere and benevolent, and try to remove the title of cheap bones and so on. Make it their home, so they'll find a way to get the job done faster. You have to listen to what they think, and maybe there will be a good idea among them!"

Rog finished arranging the coolie camp and rushed to the smelting workshop. Toffler stood respectfully, not turning around until Rog's back disappeared. He looked at the whipped poet viciously, gritted his teeth, and said: "Stinky boy, cause me to be disciplined by Lord Roge! Okay, I'll see how many poems you have in your stomach! Lao Tzu will fucking pull it out for you." He rushed forward, snatched the whip of one of the guards, and pulled it down with all his might.

For the next two days, several nobles were busy. The Clark Chamber of Commerce's convoy brought much-needed tools, armor, weapons, building materials, and food to Fort Sellers, and now needed to ship steel ingots and raw ore. After two days of chaos, fifty truckloads of steel ingots and more than twenty truckloads of refined iron ore were finally loaded. Since this time, more than 100 tons of steel smelted by the smelting workshop have been taken away by the Clark Chamber of Commerce. However, it will take a long time for the weapons workshop to be completed, and the future weapons craftsmen are still happily living in the mountains of the Duchy of Ron. When these craftsmen arrive in their new living environment, there will be a large amount of steel waiting for them.

The aristocratic youths spent an unexpectedly large amount of time on the defense of Salersburg. Under the work of a large number of coolies, and the sweat of the bandits who often made cameo appearances, the outer walls of Sellersburg were basically repaired in just three months. Doyle's military vision has made considerable adjustments to the castle's defense system, and its defense power is already quite good for such a small castle.

However, what displeased the aristocratic youth was that this defense system was too much, how to say, humane and above board. In Lance's words: "What humanity do you say to your enemies? The brain must be in water, and it is better to stab yourself twice!"

But a few aristocratic youths didn't know anything about how to defend the city. The time they could stay in Fort Sellers was very limited, and they couldn't come up with any good ideas for two days, so that's it for the time being. As for the bandits that Doyle trained, it was fruitful. After more than two months of rigorous training, these bandits were full of energy and strength. It seems that everyone is a little thicker than they were at the beginning, and they are one size bigger. It seems that in time, these bandits will surely become the backbone of the Knights of the Cathar.

The aristocratic youths privately let the bandits and the knights of the 'Dragon and Beauty' practice a few times, and the results surprised them more and more. The physical strength and reflexes of the bandits are not much worse than those of these veterans! However, at every critical moment, the bandits will still fall under the various tricks of the veterans. If this is on the battlefield, it will be a small life. Of course, these tricks that are not righteous and bright can not be taught, and only by mixing this group of recruits into the veteran team in the future can we slowly learn the cross mantra of "dragons and beauties" and knights "insidious, vicious, ruthless, lazy, gluttonous, and slippery".

The aristocratic youths climbed up and down, and Jing Ge personally led more than 300 men in different costumes to come to Sellersburg over the mountains. Jing Ge was still as enthusiastic as ever, and after everyone had a lively time, they immediately entered the main topic of 'hunting'.

The more than 300 people brought by Jing Ge knew at a glance that all of them were outlaws, with gloomy expressions and murderous spirits. There were three people in particular who caught Rogge's attention. One was a very thin middle-aged man, who looked very taciturn, but when he commanded everyone to set up camp, change clothes, and arrange night patrols, the seemingly unruly slave hunters immediately complied. The other two were tall, with strange looks and a somewhat blue complexion. The other is like Jing Ge, fat and strong, with a smile on his face. These two people were always by Jing Ge's side.

The aura of the two of them was no different from that of ordinary humans, but the little purple fire in the center of their souls could not escape Rogge's senses. These two are very strong, almost on par with Paulus, the leader of the Golden Lion Knight Squadron, that is, they are much stronger than the noble youths. To Rogge's surprise, in the entire team of slave hunters, only these three were demons. It turns out that he was still looking forward to more than half of the demon warriors.

The strength of Jing Ge's men alerted Paulus. The powerful momentum of the fifty golden lion knights also gave the slave hunters a great threat. Although the two gangs did not know each other, the intuition of the warriors and the instinctive reaction of the fighting spirit had made them unconsciously start to oppose each other.

There was a sudden silence in the small square.

The slave hunter and the golden lion knight both stood up and stared at each other silently, and the situation was about to erupt. The fighting spirits of the two sides stirred up each other, and several small tornadoes appeared out of thin air in the central clearing! The knights of "The Dragon and the Beauty" stood from afar and watched from afar in the attitude of watching the show.

Jing Ge, Rogge, and Benjamin were chatting about the last details of the 'hunt' not far away, and the skyrocketing momentum of the two sides of the confrontation immediately alarmed them. As soon as the fat man behind Jing Ge mentioned his fighting spirit, a layer of green mist immediately enveloped his whole body. He fell like a puff of smoke towards the center of the confrontation. This fat man's strength is really strong, looking at his body, to say the least, there are more than 200 catties, and his body is so light.

As soon as he fell into the arena, he immediately affected the momentum of both sides. There were a few people with relatively weak martial arts who couldn't control themselves and shot at him at that time. Paulus and the middle-aged samurai led by the opposite side were far superior to their subordinates after all, and they were the first to strike, and they shot to block the attack of their subordinates. Only two of the Golden Lion Knights couldn't control it and attacked, but the slave hunters had nearly twenty of them. The middle-aged samurai was in a hurry and only stopped seven or eight of his subordinates, and the remaining dozen or so samurai still beckoned to the fat man with various weapons.

The fat man shouted, the blue light skyrocketed, and the fighting spirit faintly transformed into a hideous-looking monster. More than a dozen slave hunters touched his fighting spirit and flew back upside down as if struck by lightning. The fat man was not happy, and after fighting more than a dozen people, he also took more than a dozen steps back in a row, and the corners of his mouth were bloody. Rogge and Jing Ge hurried over and restrained their men.

The Golden Lion Knights have always been disrespectful to Rogge, and Paulus even looks down on this temporary boss who is not as strong as himself. Although he was instructed by Ophilok to publicly contradict Rogge, he had always loved to listen to Rogge's orders in private. As the captain of the Knights of the Golden Lion, Paulus himself held the rank of colonel and the title of baron. In terms of status, he is even higher than Rogge. What's more, under the leadership of Ophirok, the Golden Lion Knights have never been defeated, which makes them look down on good bandits like Rogge and the 'Dragon and Beauty' knights.

Rog called Paulus aside, and the two of them got into a heated argument, getting louder and louder. Paulus didn't think he had done anything wrong, and he just couldn't be polite to these evil people. He also deliberately stared at Rogge, gritting his teeth and spitting out the words "evil breath". Rogge was furious, if it weren't for the fact that the fat man's cultivation in the city government has become deeper and deeper in recent years, he immediately wanted to teach this arrogant Paulus a lesson. Although Paulus is a thirteenth-level holy knight, his strength far surpasses that of Rogge, a necromancer. However, Rogge's strength is much more than what appears on the surface.

Equipped with the "Samsara" armor and the battle axe "Soul Binding", Rog is like a movable fortress in itself, enough to make most of Paulus's attacks useless. On the contrary, Rogge's magic Paulus is something that cannot be ignored. What's more, there is a Fengyue behind Rogge who will not lose to Paulus even if he fights alone?

Rogge forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly: "Your Excellency Paulus, as a knight who cherishes his honor, you have accepted the order of Lord Ophirok to fully assist me in completing this 'hunt'! What you are doing now is not conducive to fulfilling the responsibilities you have assumed, so I doubt Your Excellency's chivalry!"

"What do you say! You dare to insult my faith and honor, and I demand a duel with you!" said Paulus, furious, and his hand was already on the hilt of his sword.

"Your Excellency, your honor should be upheld by what you have done, and I cannot insult your honor. Nor is it a knight's job to fight a duel for a personal vendetta until the responsibility is lifted. I'd love to have a clear idea with you in front of Lord Ofirok after this 'hunt'. I will accept your invitation to the duel at that time!But before I do that, I repeat once that I, Rogge, am the supreme commander of this operation! You must obey every order I make! If you fail to do so, I will take over your command of the Golden Lion Knight, and I ask you to return to Lille and explain everything to Lord Offroc!"

Rogge moved out of Ophorok, and Paulus knew he was not doing what he should have done. At that moment, I had to say stupidly, "Okay! I will help you complete this mission!" But after the 'hunt' is completed, let's see!"

Rogge ignored him and went on to coordinate his actions with Benjamin and Jingo.

Two days later, early in the morning, a large caravan departed from Sellersburg. Although the 'Dragon and Beauty' knights, slave hunters, and golden lion knights are divided into three distinct parts, after changing into a unified mercenary costume, outsiders can't see the contradictions inside. Under the powerful bullets of Rogge and Jing Ge, the slave hunters and the golden lion knights finally managed to get along. This disappointed Floya, who had always wanted to see the excitement. Fortunately, the journey is still long, and she still has plenty of opportunities to ravage this interesting prey of Roger.

After seeing Sellersburg, it was the first time that she really took some interest in this unattractive little fat man.

In any case, this twist and turn 'hunt' is finally about to begin. The mysterious Duchy of Ron is waiting for them silently ahead.

(End of Moonfall Roll)

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