After the night talk, in addition to resolving the misunderstanding, Vincent also learned some new information.

Schiff the Skava had come from the north, and had made his way south because he had heard the untold news in the taverns of the border towns that the villages and towns to the south had been attacked by robbers and that a bounty had been offered for the help of the masters.

It's a pity that everyone listens to this news casually, and no one wants to go to the territory of the demons to find it.

Especially recently, the news that Vincent, the lord of the Coastal Territory, personally sent troops to quell the rebellion, has quietly spread in Herod.

If you accidentally run into those guys, you're definitely asking for your own trouble.

However, Schiff has had bad luck lately, not only has he not found any suitable work for him, but the horse that accompanied him along the way fell ill and died, and he sold a bow in order to cure the horse.

This forced him to think about finding a place to spend money before his wallet bottomed out.

In this era of virtual borders, except for large-scale caravans that have to take the main road to pass through the checkpoints, those loners with special identities will find secret roads to sneak in.

In this way, your identity will not be revealed because of the level check, and it will be easier for some things that are not suitable to pass the level smoothly.

However, those are not Schiff's reasons, he does not go through the checkpoints because of one thing - poverty.

As a result, after entering the coastal territory, it was not easy to find the pine forest village where the bounty was paid, and it was found that the village was on fire.

At first, I was worried that someone would come to grab the reward from me, but it seems that I was completely worried, except for the demon army, no one came.

After all, it's in vain.

Despite the fact that he had a good meal, Schiff still felt a sense of loss.

As the son of the great chief of the White Sands tribe, Shiv is also proud and dignified, he doesn't disdain to steal chickens and dogs like a little thief, after all, other people have done too much of this kind of thing, and he wants to do something different.

"What is your wish?"

Lord Vincent asked Schiff as he handed him a weapon with no blade.

"I want to be the head of the Knights, the Captain of the Knights is the equivalent of the commander of our tribe. Tsk, this is really a good saber, and the weight is not bad......

Stroking the saber with a thick back and wide blade, a leaf-like tip, and a slender blood groove, and an eagle's head on the handle, Schiff was full of praise, and couldn't help but play a few rounds in the clearing.

The scavengers spun on the ground, leapt up and down like falcons, and fought in a completely different way from the sword-wielding Herod.

It can be seen that many of these moves follow the trend and rely on inertia to exert force, which may be related to the habit they often develop in fighting on horses.

However, if a Skava has the strength to draw with Leopard, he is by no means an ordinary person.

This kind of good skill really doesn't seem like an ordinary person can cultivate by himself, it must be hard training from a young age with special training guidance.

Isn't it the same with knights' training?

Although Schiff was not handsome, with small eyes, raised cheekbones, and a beard, his knife skills were praised by the ladies present.

"The White Sands tribe is one of the four major tribes of Skava, and the commander has his own tribe and pastures, and his status is equal to that of an earl, why do you want to become the head of the knights of a neighboring country?" ….

This time it was La Niña, a young lady who was a graduate of the Academy of Magic, and in addition to magic, she also knew a lot about other countries on the entire continent.

As a neighbor of Herode, she was also intrigued by the situation inside Skava, and knowing about neighbors was a responsibility of the nobility.

"Beautiful young lady, you are a magician, you must have been tested to become a magician, right?" Schiff took off his felt hat to wipe his sweat and said generously, "This is the test of becoming a tribal leader, if you can't do it, don't think about going back to inherit the family business."

"Why do you have to have this experience to become a tribal leader?"

This time, even Ninia was a little curious.

I saw two women here

Schiff's expression became a little complicated, and Vincent took the initiative to come over and play a round.

"Let's talk about those things later, how about this knife?" Vincent asked, "Shouldn't the center of gravity be a little further back?" Do you need a hand guard?"

Schiff, who didn't know how to answer properly, glanced at him gratefully, and then carefully studied the blade of the sword, with a happy expression on his face.

"There is no need to add a gauntlet, the emphasis on riding a horse is to take advantage of the situation to slash, not to stab, the gauntlet is not very effective, the length of this knife is already very suitable, especially this golden eagle, it is so beautiful."

It's not beautiful, but now we are the little brother of the god of art, can the things that come out be the same as those made in the blacksmith shop in the village?

After a little grumbling in his heart, Vincent gave him the beautifully decorated scabbard again.

"This is just the beginning of our friendship, warriors from Skava." Vincent winked at him, "If you want to become the head of the Knights, I have an idea that should help you."

"Really? Oh, that's good news." Schiff perked up, but then took a step back, "The Death Knights of the Demon Clan are indeed very strong, but it's better to join."

It seems that after the last Demon Land War, even the Skava people, who call themselves the land of cavalry, deeply feel the fear of the Death Knights.

However, the members of the Death Knights are all powerful knights, all of whom have been transformed into undead creatures after dying in war or unnatural death, and have powerful chaotic power and magic resistance.

If you throw a dwarf like Schiff into it, it is estimated that this group of arrogant and powerful monsters will laugh until they drop a few parts on their bodies.

Don't even think about being the head of the regiment there, because the head of the regiment himself is a cameo by Brother Vincent, unless he doesn't want to do it himself, this position will not be elected or replaced, and it will not be someone else's turn to sit.

"The Death Knights can't even get in." Vincent said the truth, and then comforted Schiff, "There is no grass anywhere in the world, and if you want, it will be easier to join my Knights and become a captain."

The Skava looked at Vincent with a puzzled look, and saw that his expression was calm, not like he was joking.

"My lord, we Skava don't like to beat around the bush, do you have cavalry?" He glanced at the skeleton outside and asked, "Or do you have enough horses?"

"Horses can be bought or raised." Vincent replied with the same calm and breezy look, "Cavalry, you can help me train."

"Whether it's horses or cavalry, to be honest, everyone has them, but I have something they don't have, and I can make cavalry a presence above cavalry."

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