The town was full of black smoke from the fires, and before they had time to face the upheaval of the town's rule, the townspeople returned to their homes as fast as they could, and extinguished the raging flames by all means they could think of.

This is the cry of sorrow after the calamity.

In comparison, the other part of the town is much more lively.

The soldiers dragged the griffon's body back to the bunker, and the thieves left more than thirty griffons in the town. Some of these beasts were sturdy, some of them fell to the ground, but they were seriously injured due to their height and posture but did not die immediately, and occasionally a few of them were still able to resist, but they were severely injured in the face of a large group of soldiers and dwarves, and finally had to be captured.

There were four more griffons alive, bound in heavy nets and ropes—things that were ubiquitous along the coast and along the river, and needed to be kept in bunkers until the mages had figured out what to do with them.

These soldiers who had just arrived in the town had serious expressions, and they did not dare to slack off in the slightest, the battle they had just witnessed had already made them feel awe of the ruler here.

Although what the biggest ruler is doing right now does not inspire any reverence.

The girl in the priest's robe threw half of her body on top of Penny's head, and the mage's chest tightened for a while before he pulled his head out of the girl's embrace, and he stroked the top of the girl's head: "Should I call the priest now?"

"Call my name. Hiccor snorted softly, touched Penny's head, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled brightly: "It's not as ugly as I imagined. ”

"If you don't mention it, I won't pay attention. Penny rolled his eyes, he looked at Hiccol's little face, and his heart had a faint joy of reunion after a long absence, and a wave of doubt: "Hmm...... What are you doing here. ”

Hicor was silent for a while, and his expression suddenly became serious. She got up from Penny's arms, walked two feet in front of him and stood, and made a small face: "As an apostle of my lord, I have been given the task to clear the trade routes here and spread her glory. ”

"Uh...... But here. Penny's eyelids jumped: "Seems a little dangerous......"

"Won't you protect me, Penny?" Hiccole frowned.

"Well, since it's Madame's will. Penny nodded, and saw the girl's arms around her neck, and her blue eyes looked at him:

"No, that's my will. She said softly.

...... "Ahem, it turns out that this is his 'other'." Hughes, who was in the distance, turned his gaze away and said to the female red robe.

"Hmm~ yes, if you are envious, sooner or later there will be one, maybe a colleague with enough talent. The female mage, who was writing down the results of the battle in a notebook quickly, did not raise her head, and her tone was flat, but the facts she narrated made Hughes look as if she had eaten a piece of stool.

There is no fallacy in this sentence, most of the red robes from noble backgrounds do not have the right to marital autonomy, and the spouse is likely to be a non-aristocratic red robe, but not every red robe appreciates the shape of a bald head tattoo, and this is the case with Hughes, who was born in Hantu.

It can be said that the words of the female red robe disgusted him fiercely.

But after a brief moment of nausea, he was keenly aware of something:

"I mean, something seems wrong with your emotions. ”

"There's something wrong with you. Rekita glared at him, tore off a page and handed it to Hughes, "Go, arrange for them to do things according to this list." ”

Hughes looked at the long list of things speechlessly, turned and left, and Rekita gasped in place for a few moments, and suddenly frowned, feeling that the anger in her heart had come too strangely.

However, she quickly calmed down and walked over to the female warrior standing with a sword on the side, who was a head taller than the black warrior because of her stunted growth, so she had to look up at the other party: "Hmm, you are the lady Flanderlin who broke her fiancé's leg?"

Lanni Lu squinted her eyes and glanced up and down the female red robe a few times, and showed a smile: "Oh~ You don't have to be nervous, I have never used violence against ladies." ”

"I seem to have heard that Dalamos has a very troublesome daughter in his bloodline. Rekita said calmly, "It is said that she once received the divine grace of the Lord of [***], but the samurai regiment of the Mafia Church refused to accept her as a member. ”

"Hehe, you seem to have a deep prejudice against me, which is not good. Lanew smiled and touched the bald head of the female red robe lightly, but a burst of electric shock quickly caused her to retract her hand.

"Don't get too intimate, ma'am. Rekita retracted her finger and smiled at the Black Samurai with an unfathomable expression, "I hope we can get along." ”

"Nominally, of course, I am your subordinate. Lanilou's gaze flickered for a moment, and she returned to her original position again. Suddenly, he frowned and glanced at the two people who were kissing each other over there: "I heard that this Mr. Sean is the ...... among you."

"Leader. Rekita helped Lannie Lou finish the following sentence.

"Leader?" the Black Knight squinted at Panny in the distance, repeating it in his mouth, his mind becoming more and more confused.

Penny didn't make a good impression on her.

Of course, the biggest reason is that this red-robed mage has taken away his prey.

Thinking of this, Lanelou felt a burst of anger in her heart, but what happened next made her dare not vent this anger quickly.

Most of Bane's followers have a caste personality, which is a special creed that they have subtly developed under the influence of their teachings, and the more devout they are to the Black King:

They are willing to submit to the powerful and show reverence and loyalty, because such domination is the manifestation of the black king's priesthood, and the weak and incompetent leaders are targeted by their contempt and malice.

Being able to get the charisma of the Black King is of course a good cultist, so this type of surname also appears on Lannilou's body, and from what she has seen and heard in the past few years, it is clear that this red-robed mage named Penny Sean is far from the real ruler.

After a victory, he did not immediately gather his soldiers to consolidate his gains, nor did he come to subdue her, a newly subordinated subordinate, and from this point of view, this man's sense of leadership was inferior to that of the woman named Rekita.

Lannie Lou had already begun to sneer in her heart, and she decided to take another look at the situation, and then decide whether to find an opportunity to break this man's leg and snatch the lovely Hipcol baby back.

Anyway, she'd done this kind of thing many times, and her family and church would solve all the problems for her, wouldn't they?

She stuck out her tiny tongue and licked her lips gently.

...... In the small square in the center of town, a group of gray dwarves and Ser soldiers set up platforms and wooden pillars, and the corpses of more than thirty dead griffons hung from them. Penny sent the girl back to his residence, tired from his journey, and looked back at the mansion before he breathed a sigh of relief.

In his heart, the important surnames of other things must be ranked behind the girl.

It's his responsibility. Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen to become a red-robed mage.

There must always be a point of union between the individual and the world.

He withdrew his trance-like gaze and saw the Black Armor lady standing beside him, and then he remembered 'business': "You are Captain Ferrandrin, welcome to your arrival." ”

"Well, you're welcome, Lord Sean, I'm your subordinate. Lanny replied with an eyebrow raised.

Penny frowned secretly, he didn't analyze any kindness from the tone of this sentence, thinking about the reputation of the Ben believer, he guessed that it might be because of his own negligence that made the other party unhappy, so his tone was humble: "I'm sorry for the snubbing just now." ”

As everyone knows, his words made Bane's black knight even more contemptuous.

As a ruler, he actually apologized to his subordinates? Is there any consciousness of the superiors?

"Thank you very much for escorting Hikkor here. ”

"Oh, nothing, my dear lord. When Lanew heard this, she put her slender fingers on her upper and lower lips and smiled slightly, "This is what I should do." ”

Penny frowned again, for he always felt that something was not quite right with this sentence coming out of the mouth of this Bane's follower.

If this sentence had come out of the mouth of a believer in Tyr, he would never have felt this way. What's more, the taste of this smile is also a little too weird.

But he could only say thank you in the end, and Lannie Lou nodded on the surface, but her heart was even more contemptuous.

Being able to deal with those griffons may have some skills, but this kind of self-conscious appearance of the superior is still far from being able to get her loyalty.

Forget it, for the sake of his respectful words, I won't break his legs.

However, the prey must be taken back.

She thought of this, and her mood grew cheerful, and it seemed to her mind that it would have been easier to snatch Hiccor from such a gentle hand.

It's a big deal to use a strong one.

"Your Excellency, you're all set. Selman Dickey stepped forward and said to Penny.

Penny nodded, and at the call of the Searle knights, the townsfolk gathered in the square, cowering closer to each other, staring at the group of Searle rulers in the center of the square with fearful expressions.

Although this attitude did not seem to change much from before, Penny nodded in satisfaction.

Because in the eyes of these townspeople, there is a submissiveness that has not existed before.

Whether it is oppression by power, material inducement, or whether or not the people can be sincerely subordinated, if the ruler wants to obtain the minimum obedience of the governed, the ruler must establish a sufficiently solid order.

The main point of repelling the griffin attack is not to deal a blow to the bandits, nor to deter the townspeople and enemies, but to prove that the red-robes have enough strength to establish order in the town and not to plunge the town into complete turmoil due to a conflict with the bandits.

The corpses of more than thirty gigriffons on the high wooden pillars shocked the hearts of these townspeople.

Rekita sneered and gave an order to the knight beside her, and then several Serge soldiers dragged the country man who was tied into rice dumplings to the center of the square.

These country men turned pale, as if they had anticipated their fate.

The eyes of the townsfolk were also focused on them.

The trailer for this drama has been played, the stage has just been set up, and it seems that it is time for the official opening.

Penny raised his hand, hesitated slightly, and when he saw Rekita's gaze, he frowned and waved his arm.

(To be continued)