The Atlas Lion branch is also well-known among the Rhine's vast lineage, and their special feature is that they are taller and stronger than their other cousins.

It is not for nothing that the Rhines are known as the two kings of Bimon, not only are they naturally superior in force, but they are also very agile in their minds. Even the weakest mountain lion among the Rhine tribe is one of the main members of the front line of the empire.

The Atlas Giant Lions are one of the strongest branches of the Rhine, and even if they don't have the aura of pure-blood nobility, it's simply because there have always been too few people in their branch to find a place to find. But anyone who knows anything about Beamon's history knows that the Atlas Giant Lions are the most highly valued members of the vast lineage of the Rhine.

Not only are they as capable of writing and martial arts as other expressions, but they are even more prominent. In addition to these two Atlas giant lion men who are engaged in the bard industry, Captain Cao has also seen members of this Rhine branch, and he has seen it the first time he came to this world.

The twelve golden mallets around Stern, who are known as the top combat power of the temple, are the twelve Atlas giant lion men who have comprehended the self-ferocious madness, and they are extremely good-looking, and their tall and strong images are very much in line with the imagination of ordinary people for defenders.

"Mentor Simmons, I think things are a little bit off. The young lion-man, with his sleepy eyes, suddenly frowned and tugged at the chains on his hands.

"Nonsense, do you still have to say that?" the elder lion named Simmons rolled his eyes.

The messenger's voice was so loud that the deaf could hear it, and the raiding regiment leader didn't take the two of them seriously, and even humiliated the envoy sent by the Golden State bandits, of course the situation was not good!

Thinking about what happened to him in the past two days, Simmons couldn't help but feel sad. The fact that a bard has romantic feelings is a very positive virtue, but this merit is also the root of Simmons's apprenticeship. If it weren't for his curiosity about the raiding leader who had recently gained fame, Simmons might have come to the Realm of Exile to follow in the footsteps of the legend.

Stuttgart's days were filled with the stories of the marauding chief. Not only was the main temple of Oracle vigorously praising him for spreading the teachings of the temple to forbidden places like the Exiled Realm, but even the famous Night Dance Legion had rumors that the raider leader had greatly stabilized the security of the eastern frontier in the wasteland, and shared a lot of responsibility for them.

As soon as Bill Simmons learned of the news, he keenly felt that the raider should be able to achieve more glory, and as a romantic bard, Simmons felt that this was the best chance of his life to become famous. If he could have witnessed the feat of the marauding leader for the first time, the poetry he created would have become famous in the country, and he would have escaped the bleak status quo of being high and low in the bard.

The romance of this industry is romantic enough, but objectively speaking, if there is no mixture. It's not romantic at all, and you have to rack your brains to even eat three meals a day.

After being captured by the Golden State Gang, Simmons was forced to try his luck and whitewash himself as a senior cadre of the plundering group, hoping to get a chance to survive because of this. At first, the plan was successful, they should have been tortured to death by these vicious hyena bandits two days ago, and it was only because of Simmons' fake identity that they were temporarily spared.

But people are not as good as heaven, and these Golden State bandit guys left their two masters and apprentices alive not because they were afraid of the reputation of the raiding group, but because they had an incomparable enmity with the raiding group. The only role of the two of them, master and apprentice. It's to help the Golden State bandits get some money. Nothing else.

If that doesn't work, Simmons knows exactly what the result will be, and there is absolutely no way these vicious hyena bandits will keep them as guests. They will only choose to brutally tear up the ticket at the first time. A hostage for whom no one wants to pay a ransom is not a hostage at all.

Simmons' lies can deceive the Golden State gang for a while, but he can't hide it from the insiders of the raiding group at all, which Simmons has long thought of. He's just gambling on his luck. Unfortunately, Lady Luck didn't favor him this time. Looking at the two bearded bandit leaders of the Golden State Gang, one of Simmons' hearts also fell around the anus. Cool.

Didn't Stuttgart say that the raiders had cleared out the area? So why are these Golden State gang guys still here fighting against the raiders? Simmons was even more angry at the thought of those unreliable gossip. If he had known that it was so dangerous, he would never have allowed the romantic factor in his body to dominate his behavior.

"Maddie, do you blame the mentor for coming to this point today?" Simmons also gently tugged at the chain on his hand. The so-called dying man is also good at his words, and Simmons rarely showed his gentle side in front of his apprentice.

"No...... Not to blame. And it was Simmons's simple words that made the sleepy-eyed young lion man feel like he couldn't sleep enough in his life.

Tracy McGrady has the impression that the one who has been shouting at himself and speaking ill of him is the mentor he is familiar with. Tenderness like this, Maddie swears she's never seen it.

It's funny to say, as an Atlas giant lion, the bloodline of this powerful race is enough to make many fellow orcs envious. Even if it comes from a down-and-out aristocratic family, no one will underestimate Maddie. All he had to do was walk to the Imperial Recruitment Office when he became an adult, fill out a resume of his own, and then he could enter the boot camp without even any assessment. After completing the one-and-a-half-year recruit training course, he will be able to join the glorious Lionheart Legion and become a part of the Empire's ace powerhouse.

It's not an exaggeration at all, that's the talent of the Atlas Lion. As long as there are seedlings of this Rhine branch, it is absolutely impossible for the Lionheart Legion to turn a blind eye and will extend an olive branch to them at the first opportunity.

It's just that Maddie is different from other Atlas compatriots, he has never liked fighting and killing since he was a child, but has a strong taste of literary youth. He was well aware of this inclination, so he decided to embark on the path of literature. In the end, he became the poor and sour talent who followed his mentor everywhere to find a way to make ends meet......

Maddie's original dream was to study under a literary master who was quite famous throughout the empire, and then lay a solid literary foundation, and finally became a leading generation of literary masters. Everyone said that the Atlas Lion was not only physically gifted, but also had a very good mind, and this life plan seemed to have no flaws.

But when Maddie really embarked on the road of literature, he found that this road was not as easy as he imagined. Those famous literary masters are the great gods of this world, most of them are in their own right, their own time is not enough, where will they spend precious time to teach apprentices?

When ordinary writers see Maddie's appearance of five big and three rough, they will often tell him that stepping on the battlefield is the most suitable way out for him.

Maddie remained steadfast in his dreams until he met Simmons, the mentor in his life. Simmons is a mere street-fighting scumbag for those famous literary masters, and his ability to even support himself is a problem. In the Bard industry of the Beamon Empire, Simmons has only notoriety and no positive reviews.

People who know Simmons well call him Bill Poison Tongue Simmons. This title is a good indication of Simmons's bard, he has never understood what to say, and he is open-mouthed. Once you are in a bad mood, you will scold and speak viciously, which is why you get the title of "poisonous tongue".

But like Maddie, Simmons is also a member of the Atlas Lion. When he saw the young Maddie, Simmons felt like he was seeing himself when he was young, and Simmons's original school journey was also unbearable, and he suddenly felt a sense of sympathy. Even though Simmons himself knew that he couldn't fill his stomach with limericks, he still took Maddie under his door without hesitation.

This decision is not only Simmons misleading people's children, but also tying the two together to the bottom of society. Simmons has always felt that he is talented, but unfortunately he has not met him. No one can say whether this is the case, but Maddie respects her mentor and believes in it, and follows him diligently and diligently, and then mixes up day by day......

"Tell Mentor, do you have any regrets in your life?" Simmons even had a relieved smile on his face as if he was ready to use up all the tenderness of his life on this fateful day.

"Mentor, I have too many regrets! I've been studying with you for so long, and I haven't had a masterpiece that can be passed on to the world, and this is the biggest regret in my life!" Maddie's sleepy eyes widened a lot, and she asked with a look of surprise: "Is there any way you can stop regretting it, mentor?"

"Silly child, the mentor can only tell you that not all regrets have to be filled, and not all pain has to be screamed. Life with regrets is life, and you and I will not be able to escape the pain of the first stab, remember, to behave like a man, don't yell and embarrass the mentor. Simmons shook his head and comforted his students: "Remember your regrets, if you have a next life, remember not to find a mentor like me." ”

Even if the deaf and clear-sighted head Cao was sneakily hiding in the corner on the side, he could still clearly hear the conversation between the two masters and apprentices, and he couldn't help but nod when he heard it. These two Rhine guys don't seem to be as annoying as they imagined, and even Captain Cao thinks they're a little cute...... (To be continued......)