The Marquis of Walleden's Palace.

The prestigious waterfront banquet hall still sings and dances lightly during the day, and the sheng music flutters.

Most of the participants in this luncheon banquet were young handsome men and women, and almost none of the older people could see them. In this cold day, in this hall where the four seasons are like spring, it is so pleasant to have a hearty youth ball.

Therefore, the atmosphere in the hall can be called extremely warm, and occasionally one or two guys disappear, which naturally will not attract the attention of others.

But the strange thing is that this young man who bypassed the pillars was actually alone. You must know that these secret compartments are originally set up for lovers to steal fish, isn't there a beautiful woman waiting for him somewhere?

Rounding the curtain again, the lad reached the deepest corner. In the dim and ambiguous light, he suddenly felt a pang all over, as if someone was staring at him without blinking from a crack.

The young boy walked as usual, but showed the badge that was clasped in the palm of his hand. Then his gaze was withdrawn, and he continued on his way, entering a private room at the end of the narrow passage.

"For the Empire. The voice was elegant, but the tone was full of the roar of Jin Ge Iron Horse. The handsome young scribe leaned against the window, smiling at him.

"For the Empire, for the King. The new boy knocked on his chest with one hand, like a noble knight swearing an oath, the two looked at each other and smiled, and the newcomer sat down and greeted, "Modesic, are you back?"

"The usurpers are on the move, Norman City is in jeopardy, and it's time for me to return. Mordschic played with the badge in his hand, a lion made of black iron, with a fierce mane and a roar in the sky.

"It's our job that's not done well. The young man blamed himself for being the head of the "Iron Lions" who stayed in Norman.

"Don't say that. Don't expose your strength, so as not to startle the snake, this is the strategy formulated by the king, so that you can lure the snake out of the hole and eliminate the remnants of the nobles in one fell swoop. Modescic's voice soothed, "Winster, what I want to ask is, fellow Norman, are you ready?"

"I'm waiting for a moment to start. Winster straightened his back like a gleaming spear. He was not a commoner, but a concubine of the Duke of Tagore. But this identity. What brought him pain and suffering.

As a veteran family of the Snowton Empire, there are hundreds of people in the Tagor family, among whom only the eldest son is eligible to inherit the family. The sons-in-law of inferior status can become imperial officials under the shadow of the family, and then Xu Tu will be promoted. Again, the first class can be in charge of the family business. At least it can be mixed with a full bowl.

But like a concubine like Winster, the mother is generally a humble servant or even **. In the big families that value blood, they have no place to speak of. If you are better, you will be sent to the army to mix with a low-level military attaché, and you may die on the battlefield at any time, and if you are a little worse, stay at home and be a steward. He was called and drunk as if he were a subordinate.

What's more, in order to protect their reputation, some families refuse to recognize the existence of these illegitimate children, leaving them to fend for themselves, and even sending people to secretly kill people.

It can be in humiliation and suffering. Little by little, the survivors sharpened their sharpness. In aristocratic families, it is already a very common phenomenon that noble concubines are useless, but humble concubines are outstanding.

They are unwilling to be subservient, but they are powerless to fight against the behemoth-like family, so they have to grit their teeth and endure it. It wasn't until King Nacini founded the "Iron Lions Club" that Modusic secretly tried to get in touch, and finally recruited the most outstanding and resentful of them into the Lion King's command.

More than half of the members of the "Iron Lions" who stayed in Norman were bastards, and they quietly lurked in the aristocratic camp, like watching eyes and swords with sheaths.

And now they will draw their swords from their sheaths.

Violet Tower.

"The list says that there are three types of enchanted arrows, what does that mean?" The dragon egg deal was almost complete, and the two sides were finalizing the details, and Illo put down the papyrus and asked the question he was most concerned about.

"That's right," Turanzer explained, "In the Middle Ages, the 'Temple of the Sky' once formed its own army of demon archers, and after years of development and improvement, we have developed a variety of enchanted arrows...... In the feather section, we've attached a 'Wind Blessing' circle that allows the arrows to be fired faster and farther...... The arrows have different specifications such as killing, control, and restraint, which are enough to deal with all emergencies, and this time, we have brought the three most commonly used, namely 'wind blade excitation', 'wind restraint', and 'wind wing traction', hope, this ...... Sir can like it. ”

The last hesitation revealed that someone had taught him how to speak. But the Half-Elf Ranger didn't mind, he really loved these enchanted arrows.

"Since you are so sincere, Master, we will naturally not make it difficult," Allegri took over and agreed with a smile, "We can sell the dragon eggs to you, but there are two small conditions. ”

The master said. "Turanzer has a big deal. Rubian, who was next to him, didn't say a word, obviously not holding out any hope for this deal.

"First, in addition to this batch of arrows, we hope to be able to purchase a batch of enchanted arrows from the 'Sky Temple' every year. Allegri held out a finger, this dragon egg had been brought back by Illo, and he was more concerned about the half-elves.

"No problem. Turanzer immediately agreed, without the slightest hesitation.

"Second, I hope to have more magical exchanges with the Sky Temple," Allegri held out a second finger, "Master, for example, can you take a moment to serve as a guest instructor in the Herseus Valley?"

"Well, what is it......" Turanzer pondered, and after a moment, he nodded and replied, "I can only spare about two months a year. ”

"That's enough," Allegri smiled, "We won't charge the magic crystals and gold coins brought by the master, and the right should be your salary, master." ”

Turanze and Rubiang glanced at each other, which was not a small amount.

"So, deal?" Allegri asked with a smile.

"Of course, deal. Turanze stood up, the palms of the two held each other across the table, and the wind magic and the fire magic surged each other, forming a flame tornado in the air, which was a sign of the conclusion of the contract, and it was also the most common joint spell of the two magicians thousands of years ago.

... (To be continued......)

PS: (Today's second update.) ）