The ceremony in St. James's Cathedral is finally over. The harvest was far beyond Rogge's expectations, and it was not in vain that they invested almost all the surplus of the 'Hammer of War'. Being able to form a new Knightly Cathar meant that Rogge would henceforth have two Knights at his disposal. Bishop Genard Hart's personal presence in the presiding diocese would allow Rogge to equip at least a thousand cavalry without any objection! The only restriction was to see how much money Rogge had and how many cavalry he could equip.

With such a good thing, of course, a good celebration feast should be put on in the evening, and Bishop Hart is indispensable. As for the location, it's still 'Helen'.

In the middle of the moon, Rogge and the others and Bishop Hart had just drunk to the point of elation on the top floor of Helen. Bishop Hart sat in the center, accompanied by Rogge, Kate and others, and the dishes on the table were still fresh and live. The main course turned out to be the borneol of a juvenile bipedal wyvern! The pale yellow whole borneol soaked in the dark yellow juice is very tempting.

You must know that the juvenile bipedal wyvern can be domesticated, or refined as a summoned beast, or used for military purposes, so the price is extremely high. The flesh of the bipedal wyvern is poor, and although there are many places on its body that can be used as a magic material, there are not many places where it can be entered. Although this dragon brain is delicious, it is not a peerless delicacy.

But in Jing Ge's words: "Whether this thing is delicious or not comes second, and no matter how bad it is, it tastes no worse if it is soaked in the thick juice that I have boiled and refined here." The key to this is that there are few things, and you can't eat them anywhere else. There are many delicious things, but what can be bought with money is not a good thing. What others can't eat, you can eat, this is status, this is the gap! I, 'Helen', are not dealing with delicious food, but this kind of gap!"

If it weren't for Stanich's special care, Rogge wanted to eat this borneol, there was no door. When he listened to Jing Ge's words, he had a deep understanding and admired it. As for how the 'Hammer of the God of War' prospered in the future, he naturally had some more experience.

Kate poured Bishop Hart another glass of wine and asked, "Lord Bishop, to tell you the truth, Salesburg is a fucking barren mountain." You, uh, how did you come up with that place? Isn't that self-deprecating?"

Hart put a large spoonful of borneol in his mouth, squinted his little eyes and tasted it carefully for a long time, before sighing with satisfaction, smiling and saying: "I originally wanted to live this life in peace, but when I saw you, the old man suddenly had some vitality again, and wanted to go into the world with you young people." Sellersburg is a bit poor, but the location is important, next to the Duchy of Ron. War between the Rhine League and the Duchy of Ron was inevitable. As soon as the war broke out, the Duchy of Bavaria naturally had to take the lead in sending troops. The place where the public [***] team arrives will be the place where the Church of Light arrives. Will the credit for the expansion of the diocese still fall into the hands of Griffin or Taylor?"

He paused, Rogge hurriedly poured a glass of wine and brought it over, Hart drank it all, and then continued: "Let me ask you, at the moment there is a hidden tide in the city of Lille, the Grand Duke, the Bourbons, the Church, and even the two empires of Austria-Hungary and Droz have intervened, and everyone knows about this. Which of you is going to analyze the current situation for me?"

Rogge pondered for a moment and replied: "Lord Bishop, the forces in front of us are too chaotic, we are still young and have no knowledge, so we really can't see the situation clearly!

Bishop Hart laughed a few times and said, "Actually, I can't tell you anything, I can't see the situation clearly. It's like a big whirlpool, except for those who really know how to water, the rest of them may drown in the whirlpool. The old man thinks that he is not a person with such skills, so of course he has to stay away from this whirlpool! There is a very wise proverb in the Eastern Continent, how can you say it? By the way, a wise person does not stand on the edge of a house that is about to collapse!"

Rogge's current admiration for Bishop Hart's old annihilation is really from the bottom of his heart. Immediately slapped his ass: "My lord, the bishop is really erudite! The villain has also read a few books from the Eastern Continent, but he is very ashamed, and has always thought that this sentence is a wise man who does not stand on the edge of a wall that is about to fall. Alas, it's good that there is no embarrassment!"

Bishop Hart triumphantly said, "Although I don't have much ability, but I am a bishop, and Griffin and Taylor often look at me unpleasantly. This time, I took the initiative to go far away, so that their eyes would be cleared, and they could fight to the death with peace of mind! Although it is easy to touch fish in mixed water, if there are sharks in this water, it is better not to stretch your hands too long. When these sharks are tired of fighting, naturally some dead fish will turn over, and we just pick up a bargain!"

Of course, Rogge and the others are sycophants again, but this time the sycophants are mostly from the heart. It's really the luck of these little fritters to have the opportunity to listen to old people like Hart to reason.

When the feast was about to end, Hart asked again: "Lord Burke has specially allocated 50,000 gold coins for the construction of the Celestian Diocese this time, and I have roughly calculated that it will cost 2,000 gold coins to build a small church, and I will give you the rest to form the knights." Lord Burke thinks very highly of your Knights. What do you think?"

Rogge hesitated for a moment and said, "The villains in front of me have less than three hundred cavalry training in Sellersburg, and it is estimated that they will be preliminarily qualified in two months." With the money allocated by Master Burke, equipment is not a problem. Just ......"

"Just what?"

"There's something wrong with the origins of these people. ”

"What kind of background?"

"This... I don't dare to hide it from you, these people used to be bandits!"

"Ah, this...... So where did all these people survive before?"

"Southern region of the Rhine Confederation. ”

"That is to say, not in the diocese, there has been no robbery of believers, and there is no contact with other believers of the Lord?"

"Exactly, Lord Bishop!"

"That's not a big problem. I have heard you say that you have received three hundred devout believers in your territory.

Rogge was stunned for a moment, but quickly came back to his senses and replied, "It's them! ”

"What did these people do before, and where did they come from?"

"They were persecuted by the infidels, so they wandered from place to place, from all directions. ”

"Very good, very good, what are you going to do with them?"

"They are willing to devote their lives to defending against the infidels, and they are prepared by the villains to summon them to the Guardian Holy Order. ”

"It seems that their faith is not very strong!"

"Rest assured, Bishop, within a week they will all become the most devout believers in the Lord!"

"Within a week?"

"Within a week!"

Seeing Hart walk away, several aristocratic young men got into the carriage and returned to the 'Hammer of the God of War' to prepare for the overnight discussion.

Franco said: "These bandits together don't know more than a hundred words, how can we let them understand the brick-thick canons of the Church of Light in a week?

Rogge laughed and said, "Who said that devout believers must be familiar with the scriptures? We just need to send a message to the Sellersburg side, so that those bandits, no matter what the situation, no matter what the problem, just memorize these points: God is always right, when God is wrong, please refer to the previous one; God points to the east, I will go east, God points to the west, I will go west." God wants me to die, and Lao Tzu will immediately light a fire*!"

"The last one is a bit of a problem, how can those bandits be stupid enough to really commit suicide for God!"

"Franco, you've had too much to drink today. What god would be stupid enough to let them kill themselves?"

"What about that Doyle?"

"He prides himself on justice, and letting the bandit become a believer should play into his hands!"

"Kivi is there too, what if she makes trouble?"

"Okay! Give her a sum of money to go to Lille to buy a month's worth of things, and why don't you just pay for it?"

Kate was silent for a long time, and finally interjected: "Rogge, even a person like you can become a guardian knight, and the Supreme God really has a time to look away!"

Rogge immediately replied: "Of course! If God is really omniscient and omnipotent, with your heart darker than the demons, can you still practice Divine Fighting Qi?"

Rogge sat comfortably in the carriage. It's a bit strange that the bandits have been transformed into triatolo knights. But if you can be a guardian knight as a necromancer, what's not to do with a bandit?

Time passed like water, and after a month's trek, Princess Floya finally arrived in the city of Lille. This time, Princess Floya came to the Duchy of Bavaria in the name of inspection, but the nobles and wealthy families were very aware of the real purpose of Princess Floya's trip. It's just that the relationship between the duchy and the allied royal family is delicate, and if the marriage is not granted, it will be an unprecedented shame for the Bourbons. Even if the Duchy of Bavaria were conquered immediately, the Bourbons would forever bear this shame.

Escorting the princess this time was a thousand royal guard knights, led by Viscount Andrei, the youngest son of the Grand Duke of Rocherio and a close disciple of the starry sword saint Prosis. After Andre left the school, he appeared in the Rhine City for only a month, and he was known as the first beautiful man in the Bourbon Dynasty, known as 'the brightest star of the Rhine'. This time escorting the princess to Lille City, the limelight has even overwhelmed Princess Floya.

With a total of 5,000 members, the Knights of the Guards have served as the royal family's escort since the establishment of the Rhine League, and have always been the most well-equipped and powerful knights in the Alliance. Even in the past few years when the Rhine League's armament was lax, its combat effectiveness was by no means inferior to that of the Archduke of Bavaria's Lionheart.

As soon as the princess drove into the city, the knights of the Guard, in a row of four, with their spears raised high, stepped neatly and slowly into the city of Lille.

Floya sat in a carriage adorned with royal coats of arms, the curtains rolled up. Her every look was so graceful that even the strictest masters of court etiquette could not find fault with it. Ofirok rode his horse beside the car, and his majesty was evident in his gestures. This man and woman walk together, the man is the hero of the world, the woman is the best in the world, the crowd of onlookers you push me, you want to get closer to see clearly.

However, more applause was given to Andrei. This 'brightest star of the Rhine' was covered in silver armor and blue robes, and followed behind Floya's car, and her delicate and stunning face caused countless girls to scream.

In the attic of a four-story house on the side of the street, Rogge was standing by the window, admiring the magnificent princess car. Princess Floya in the carriage looked weak, but the cheering people did not know how they would have felt if they had known that she had just made a big fuss in the city of Lille just ten days ago.

As for sneaking into the city of Lille, Floya and André obviously didn't care much, and they didn't bother to keep it a secret. Rogge glanced at the principality nobles and nobles who were following behind the carriage, and thought to himself: "Among these people, there are probably many people who know that Floya and Andre have already come to make trouble, right? And the nobility is the monster of monsters. ”

Rogge shook his head. Suddenly, a gaze fell on him, and Rogge's intuition was extremely sensitive, and he immediately followed his gaze and looked back, just in time to meet Floya's bottomless eyes. Rogge was taken aback, and Floya smiled imperceptibly at the corner of her mouth and withdrew her gaze. She leaned slightly towards Ophilok, whispering something to him, occasionally smiling.

André responded to the cheers of the crowd with the most standard of etiquette, except for the occasional murderous glance in his gaze towards Ophorok.

The brief meeting of eyes with Floya had already made Rog sweat through his clothes, and he slumped back in his chair, gasping for air and cursing something under his breath. It was only then that he deeply understood the meaning of Bishop Hart's words. In the whirlpool of Lille City, between Floya, David, André and Opiroc, it is like a small fish playing with a school of sharks, and it is impossible to know when the little fish that thinks they are smart and nimble will crash into the mouth of a shark.

So far, relying on his own caution, prudence, unscrupulous style, and a little luck, he has been shuttling among the giant sharks without danger. Although he was now a much fatter fish as he had been. But because of this, in the eyes of sharks, it has become much more delicious. Sharks forage for food by their mouths, and no matter how comfortable they are, they are temporary.

After weighing his own weight, Rogge knew that he was not able to participate in this game at all, and it was best to get out of this vortex as soon as possible. The question is, will Ophorok let himself slip away, but after so much effort, he finally got on the hook with the church, which made Rogge somewhat relieved. Floya's actions are even more unreasonable and lawless than herself. If she really provoked this witch, Rogge definitely didn't think she would have the slightest hesitation to kill herself. This is an instinctive instinct of Rogge about predators.

However, there is still a lot of work to do, and there is not much time left for yourself to be in a daze. Rogge quietly went downstairs and went to 'Helen' to find Jing Ge.

The arrival of Princess Floya was a major event in the social circle of the nobles of Lille City.

A series of grand court banquets were the usual program. Aristocrats of all sizes crowded their heads, hoping to get an invitation to an important banquet. After a series of banquets in the Grand Duke's Palace, there was a dinner for the princess by various noble families. The order in which the banquets were held was another battlefield for the major families to fight to the death.

However, these intrigues in high society did not arouse Rogge's interest in the slightest, and he was busy making contact with a mysterious guest at a rare time when most of the powerful figures were firmly held back by the banquet.

After more than a month of travel, the caravan of the Clark Chamber of Commerce in the Duchy of Ron finally returned to Lille from the southern part of the League. Elder Benjamin visited Rogge as soon as possible.

When night falls completely, the whole city of Lille is immersed in joy and luxury. Rogge took Elder Benjamin back to his small building. The two entered the courtyard gate, leaving the main road and not walking, but walking around among the flowers. Finally reached the door, opened the door and entered the living room, but Rogge was pulling Elder Benjamin to stand at the entrance of the living room, and only walked into the living room after a full minute.

Benjamin looked at the layout of the small building with great interest. With a wealth of experience, he has long seen that this small building is full of murderous machines and many mechanisms. Although the level of trap placement is not very good, and some of them can be seen even by a layman, Benjamin believes that all this is not as simple as it seems. The minute they stood in the doorway alone made it impossible for him to guess what kind of trap they were trying to dodge. He couldn't help but raise his evaluation of Rogge by another level in his heart.

After preparing coffee and refreshments for Benjamin, Rogge spoke: "Elder Benjamin, it is really an honor for me to have you come to see me!

"This time the harvest was quite rich. Five cartloads of porcelain were found in the southern harbor, and the rest were tea, spices, coral, precious stones, a complete sea dragon, and some relatively rare deposits. ”

"Sea Dragon?!" Rog almost jumped, "Is there really such a thing as a dragon? God, a complete sea dragon!

Benjamin looked at Rogge with a smile that looked like an old fox. "It's said to be a sea dragon, but it's just a wurm. It is only five or six meters long, and it was bought to be made into a taxidermy for private collection. The 'Hammer of the God of War' shouldn't be so short-sighted!"

Rogge's face turned red, and he changed the subject and asked, "Elder Benjamin, what you said last time about supplying us with magic silver, adamantite gold, and other rare mineral deposits......

"It's easy to do. Our Chamber of Commerce can supply you with Magic Silver, Sapprite, and Glazed Gold at cost price. Even the Tovredevilo Crystal can be supplied. The price is at least thirty percent cheaper than the price of the Rhine League!"

"The Tovre Demon Crystal! This is something that the Duchy of Ron absolutely prohibits from exporting!Elder Benjamin, you offer such generous terms, and the reward you ask for is probably not low!"

Benjamin sat down steadily, looking confident: "Lord Rog, our Clark Chamber of Commerce has very special interests among the several small countries and city-states in the southwest of the Rhine League. We hope to have exclusive access to the products of the Hammer of War within the current sphere of influence of the Clark Chamber of Commerce. Also, there is a nice iron ore mine in your territory, which, as far as I know, has not been able to produce at full capacity due to the roads. We hope that you can supply us with 1,000 tons of steel every year, and of course you can replace it with iron ore in the early stage. Finally, we have some special customers who have high requirements for magical equipment and want 'Ares Hammer' to design and manufacture the corresponding equipment specifically for them. Money is not an issue for them!"

Rogge's pupils narrowed, and he replied, "I'm afraid the last one is what you really mean, right?

"Lord Rogge, you'll never make a lot of money if you're afraid of trouble. In the current situation, only by strengthening the strength as soon as possible will not be afraid of trouble. The little people are in trouble at all times. Mr. Rogge, with your connections and position in the Duchy of Bavaria, you should not have so many concerns. Think about it!"

"Okay! However, the price of these equipment is set by us, and it is impossible to mark it with the 'Hammer of War'! And I have one more request, our caravan back to the Duchy of Ron will be protected by our personnel!"

Benjamin's eyes lit up, and the old fox keenly sniffed out the hidden mystery in Rogge's words. He asked with half-squinted eyes, "How many men are you going to send to protect our caravan?"

"About three hundred and fifty people. Rogge laughed like a little fox.

Benjamin's eyes were brighter, but he was still on the surface, but Rogge could already feel his mental fluctuations.

An old man and a young man sat down and talked confidently, bargaining non-stop. Perhaps because they are both businessmen, the more they talked, the more speculative they became. But once it comes to business, every inch of land is up for grabs.

Making war money is always a compulsory course for the Great Annihilators. Although the Rhine League is still at peace with the Duchy of Ron, well-informed people have long been aware of the tensions that lie underway. Known as the 'Land of Mercenaries', the Duchy of Ron is rich in minerals and has a very developed weapons industry. The Clark Chamber of Commerce operates several large weapons workshops. In the current situation, the major mercenary groups and the regular army of the principality are frantically purchasing weapons and armor, causing the price to rise all the way. As a result, the prices of steel, iron, and bronze skyrocketed. Now it is finally the turn of all kinds of raw ore to increase in price.

For several months, due to the impassability of the road, the raw ore in Fort Sellers was piled up. The situation eased only after Rogge built two smelters at Fort Sellers. However, due to various considerations, except for the 'Hammer of the God of War' for its own use, the rest of the raw ore and steel were all stockpiled and not supplied to any weapon workshop in the Alliance. At present, the Rhine Confederation has not issued any embargo measures against the Duchy of Ron, and this batch of high-quality inventory is definitely in high demand in the Duchy of Ron, and it is a good time to make a fortune.

Benjamin and Rogge slowly unguard each other and begin to discuss the real illegal business. After some hard bargaining, driven by the common interest of war money, the two finally came to an agreement on all fronts.

The caravan of the Clark Chamber of Commerce was to purchase about fifty truckloads of grain, timber and other goods in the city of Lille. The new caravan will be escorted by Rogge and will make a secret stop at Fort Sellers on the way, where it will be converted into ore and billets and transported to the Duchy of Ron. The slave traders' forces led by Jing Ge will also secretly sneak to Cyrus Castle, where they will join Clarke's caravanserais, turn into caravan guards, and enter the Duchy of Ron in a grand manner.

Once the dwarven capture was over, the dwarven slaves were to be hidden in Clark's caravan and transported back to Fort Sales with the weapons and equipment that Rogge had ordered from the chamber.

The dwarven secret tribe's hideout happened to be not far from a large mine in the Clark Chamber of Commerce. There are only a few scattered villages in the middle, and there is not much population. It was an ideal environment for slave hunting. Benjamin also coveted the dwarven slaves, but Rogge was adamant on this point, and the old fox had to give up.

After learning that this batch of weapons and equipment was used to equip the Knights of the Duchy, Benjamin immediately reduced the price by two percent, and said that he would leave the best weapons to Rogge. He also promised to send craftsmen to help Rogge set up a weapons workshop at Fort Sellers. Rogge understood that this was an indication of the Clark Chamber of Commerce's bet on the Duchy of Bavaria. A large chamber of commerce like this, which operates in several countries, is loyal only to interests, not to a particular country.

Thinking that there must be another core figure in the Clark Chamber of Commerce who has contact with the upper echelons of the principality, it is not something that a small player like himself on the fringes of the power system can understand.

Over the next few days, Rogge traveled from one side to the other, meeting with Jing Ge, Benjamin, and Ophorok. Big bosses like Stanich and the Grand Duke of Bavaria naturally pretend not to know about these things, and if something happens, they can pick it up. After all, the Dwarven Empire is not so easy to mess with, in terms of control territory alone, it is equivalent to one-third of the territory of all human countries.

The northwest part of the continent is dominated by mountains and plateaus, scattered with dozens of dwarven empires, and there have been nearly a hundred years of war with various human countries because of the human open capture of dwarf slaves, and the strong dwarven warriors finally forced the human countries to sign a joint declaration, announcing that all human countries began to completely ban the dwarf slave trade.

Of course, driven by profits, the secret dwarven slave trade can never be completely eradicated. The ban greatly reduced the number of dwarven slaves, but at the same time increased the price and the profit of the risk. However, this time Rogge planned to attack the dwarven tribe of 1,000 people, and if the rumors were revealed, the Duchy of Bavaria would definitely flatly deny that it was involved, and maybe it would hunt down Rogge in turn. If things are done cleanly, Rogge can certainly push them all away, anyway, this is not the first time that something like this is, and it will never be the last. The key depends on whether the upper echelons of the duchy resolutely defend his heart.

Rogge, who was running around, always found that there were demon spies spying on his whereabouts. Although all kinds of spies of the demon clan are almost rampant everywhere, considering that Jing Ge is also a high-level demon clan, Rogge didn't take these spies to heart. The only thing that made him strange was that the strong people in Lille City were like forests right now, how could they keep letting these demon spies go free? But if he was as smart as he was, of course he wouldn't ask Jing Ge. Once the demons expose their identities in the Terran country, most of them will end their lives at the stake. So it's an absolutely taboo topic.

A mysterious temple rises in the far eastern mountains. Zhou Zhou's magical barrier blocked all attempts to snoop from the outside. The main hall is extremely majestic, with a curved vault that is fully 40 meters high, supported by two rows of bluestone pillars held by two people. At the end of the main hall was a large altar of fire, in front of which sat a richly decorated high-backed chair, on which a man was sitting. In this hall, he was so small, but at a glance, his momentum seemed to fill the entire hall.

A man wrapped in a black cloak was kneeling in front of him, reporting on the situation in various parts of the continent of Gloria.

The man in the chair was a little annoyed, and his low, strange voice resounded throughout the hall. "Enough! I don't want to hear anything about that useless little Terran fat pig! If you and your men collect this kind of stuff all day, you might as well make a snack for [***] Wyvern!"

"General, but the villain thinks it's ......."

"Shut up, my patience is not as good as you little reptiles who have nothing to do! Read me the information about Elesis again!"

"Yes, yes, sir, here it is...... Three days ago, Her Royal Highness Elesis met with ......"

Although Rogge was very busy, he still found time to go to the 'Night Home' hotel three times. Only with Lilith will he feel tired and there will be real relaxation. Lilith rejoiced every time, using every woman she could think of to make Rog relax and have fun.

She never asked about Rogge. When Rogge was very upset, she would listen quietly to his jail and then endure his stormy conquest. Rogge was always so busy, and every time he left in a hurry before dawn. Lilith wished he could stop and say to her, "Come with me!" but each time it was disappointment. Lilith knew that Rogge was unwilling to face this problem, and the nobles were like that. The girl knew that Rogge was very tired, very tired, so she chose to take these words to heart, chose to wait, and waited for the day when Rogge could say to her, "Come with me!"

Grandpa was killed by the "Wolf Knights", but those people were killed by Rogge, and Lilith no longer hated anyone. She adopted three orphan girls with the money Rogge had left her, and worked with her to keep the small hotel running. The girl has a talent for cooking, and 'Night Return' is becoming more and more famous among the neighbors. Now, with this small hotel, Lilith is able to make ends meet.

Ever since the 'Blue Wolf Knight' came to make trouble, Lilith would always find a few big men hanging out at the door from time to time, and sometimes they were drinking tea in the inn. At first, she was a little scared, but after these big men appeared, the little hooligans who used to come to the door to harass her disappeared without a trace.

Lilith happily runs the little inn. It's just that often at dusk, Rogge is always in a hurry, and the girl will be a little melancholy.

After a lot of hard preparation, it's finally time to go. The operation was called 'hunting' by Rogge. Fifty Golden Lion Knights had secretly entered the camp of Clark's caravan. Three hundred knights of the Dragons and Beauties also changed into mercenary attire and joined Clark's caravan under the leadership of Robeschi. In this operation, just in case, Rogge, Lens, Kate, Franco and Faith were all dispatched. As for the flying dragon who was hiding, he really couldn't be found for a while, so he had to stop. The 'Hammer of the God of War' was guarded by the Auphilok.

Before the 'hunting' party departed, a knight flew to the 'Hammer of the God of War' and asked Rog to go to the Grand Duke's Mansion to meet Ophirok immediately.

Rogge vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he didn't hear any orders to transfer back the Golden Lion Knight. With a stomach full of doubts, he rode his horse and followed the knight to the Grand Duke's Palace.

In an elegant and simple side hall, Opirok stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out at the scenery. David looked at the antiques and armor on display in the hall one by one. The other, dressed as a mage, was admiring the oil paintings on the wall.

Rogge walked into the side hall and saw David, and his heart immediately jumped a few times.

Ophorok turned around and said to Rogge with a smile, "You're coming quickly!"

"This is a matter for your subordinates, and I don't know what you have commanded you to summon your subordinates. Seeing that David was present, Rogge was full of salutes to Ophiloke.

"Tomorrow's 'hunt', there is someone who is very interested, she will be of great help to your operation, let her join. ”

Rogge looked at Ophorok with some confusion. He followed Opherok's gaze to the mage who was admiring the painting. The mage sensed Rogge's gaze, sneered, turned around, and said, "Don't remember me so soon?" Rogge suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and his brain was dizzy.

It turned out to be Princess Floya!

Rogge was unsteady on his feet, and he didn't care about etiquette, so he touched a chair and sat down. He stammered, "Your Highness Floya, I, you, how can you be interested in your subordinates' little hunting? This hunt is too dangerous, and with your incomparably noble status, you cannot venture with these inferior nobles. This is too degrading to your status as a princess, and it is also a blasphemy to the dignity of the royal family. My subordinates would never dare to do this!"

Floya walked over and stood in front of Rogge, her little face leaning in. If there was no one around, Floya's affectionate gesture would undoubtedly make Rogge ecstatic. But at this moment, the princess's nominal fiancé, Ophilok, was watching from the sidelines, and if he had the slightest intimacy with the princess, his head would be unstable. Rogge desperately hid back, but behind him was the back of the chair, and there was no way to hide. Floya's suffocating little face kept coming over. Seeing that the tips of the two noses were about to touch together, Rogge sighed secretly, and the whole person fell to the sky on his back, and even the person with the chair fell heavily to the ground.

Floya covered her mouth and laughed, and said, "Are you so afraid of me? Can I still eat you? With this princess out of the horse, your 'hunting' will only succeed, and will not fail! Even if you fail, these two people will naturally carry the black pot for you, what are you afraid of?"

Rogge secretly cursed in his heart, if something happened, David and Ophilok would carry the black pot for themselves is the real hell. He looked at Ophorok as if asking for help, but saw the usually majestic golden lion looking at him in confusion, and Rogge gave up.

But the fat man is not willing to be so controlled by others, he has to take back something. He turned his head to look at David and asked, "The princess is so fond of hunting, and her subordinates should obey their orders, but they don't know about the 'Night Return' hotel......

David smiled and said, "The 'Night Home' Hotel? What is that place? Is there any great show?"

Seeing David pretending to be stupid, Rogge couldn't help it. He had to get up from the ground, and when he turned around, he suddenly saw Princess Floya standing close behind him, and the twin peaks protruding from his chest were almost grazing his arms. Rogge screamed, jumped backwards, tripped over a chair, and fell again. This naturally provoked a string of crisp laughter from Floya.

Rogge sighed, it seemed that he could only take Floya's eternal calamity with him. Although with her strength, this hunt can be said to be a sure success. But she acted moodily, and who could guarantee that she would not tie herself up and sell herself to the dwarves? What made Rogge shudder even more was that the operation she thought was secret was known to others. If someone has set a few traps for this, I'm afraid this trip to the Duchy of Ron will be my last trip.

The day of departure has arrived.

Before dawn, the convoy of Clark's caravan left the city through the west gate of Lille. It was a huge caravan consisting of nearly a hundred wagons, and there were nearly four hundred mercenary knights guarding it alone. Such a large number of guards are enough to make all bands of thieves retreat.

On a hill on the side of the main road outside the city, Rogge and other aristocratic youths rode on it, watching the caravan trucks pass by one by one. Rogge looked wordlessly at the ten wagons at the back of the convoy. Floya really has the style of a princess, although she claims to have only brought thirteen guards, but all the luggage is enough to load eight carriages! Although the ten coachmen hide their strength in every way, the strength of their energy, Rogge can make it clear with his mental power.

Rog looked westward, and the road meandered into the distance, and at the end of the road was the mysterious Duchy of Ron. This will be the first time that the twenty-four-year-old Rogge has stepped out of the territory of the Rhine League.

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