The knight standing behind the bush turned around and looked at the bronze man lying on the ground.

Through the gap in the armor's mask, Lorraine Hill's eyes glanced at this extraordinary person.

Name:Guvas

Status: Seriously injured (blood loss, missing parts)

Sequence: War Sequence 6·Bronze Golden Ox Gladiator (Evaluation: Rare Pearl Grade)

talent:

Naturally strong body [Rare]: Bones and flesh are extra dense and tough compared to ordinary people, so they have great strength and strong physique. (Under the influence of this talent, practicing the Dragon Sequence, War Sequence, and Original Sequence will have a substantial bonus

, the demon sequence has a medium bonus.)

ability:

[Bronze-Gold Body] (Perfect): The ability attached to the extraordinary job can make the skin as tough as metal, able to resist most damage, and can reduce the damage received even when faced with extraordinary weapons. (Talent +4,

Originally a rare ability.)

[Power of the Barbarian Bull] (Rare): Powerful power that allows you to wrestle with monsters. (Talent +3. Originally an excellent ability.)

Skill:

[Giant Ax Combat Skill Lv.6] (Excellent): Years of using ax weapons makes you particularly good and smooth, and you gradually find your own way. Unfortunately, some details are not perfect enough. If you can have related fields

With the guidance of a master, I can surely reach a higher level. (Talent +3, from Lv.5→Lv.6)

[Survival in the Wilderness Lv.2] [Bear-breaking Howl Lv.3] [World of Warcraft Knowledge Lv.2]

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His strength is not bad. Among the adventurers, this one is considered the best. The girl commented secretly in her heart, and then finally spoke.

The sound was like the north wind passing through layers of steel fences, with a slight vibrato, low and distant.

"I saved you." Lorraine Hill looked at the person in front of him quietly in the armor, and used wind to pass through the mask, causing vibrations and simulating a human voice.

"Who are you?" Guhuas leaned against the tree trunk and slowly raised his head, observing the armored knight in front of him with the sky on his back.

He thought about it for a long time, but he didn't remember that he knew such a powerful person, and finally he simply didn't think about it.

"No matter who you are, Uncle Guhuas, I will remember this kindness. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me."

After saying that, the strong man stood up reluctantly, holding on to the tree trunk, limping, and prepared to leave.

"It's better to wait a while, the matter is not over yet. And you also need to continue treatment." The voice of the knight behind him sounded again, like the wind of rust, slightly hoarse.

"What's the matter?" Guhuas turned around with a puzzled look on his face.

Seeing him turn around, the knight took out his sword and made a simple stroke in the air. An oval round mirror appeared, reflecting the scene in the city.

In the ruins of the city filled with white smoke, some returning guards began to rummage through things to prepare lunch for the cavalry.

These people settled down for the time being, and soon the smell of food began to spread in the city.

The cavalry captain was sitting in a temporary warm tent with a brazier inside. Several cavalrymen were grilling meat. From time to time, roasted parts were put into porcelain plates for the commander to enjoy.

Although the empire imitated part of Crancia's military system and structure, the internal mentality still did not get rid of the past atmosphere. However, the people who were flattered and flattered were replaced by high-ranking military officials from the nobles in the past.

Of course, they themselves will not admit this, because these behaviors are normal to them. Isn’t it very normal for the strong to enjoy everything? They go to the battlefield exhausted just to get something.

Is it the status and enjoyment of being superior to others?

If these are stripped away, then what is the purpose of joining the army, to work for those noble lords whom you have never met? Of course it is not that simple.

"A bit salty." The cavalry captain sat by the fire, enjoying it comfortably, and then looked at the noble girl sitting motionless on the other side of the fire.

"Your name is Gweir, right?"

"Yes, sir." The daughter of Viscount Wenlani had a cold voice, lowered her head, put her hands on her knees, and put them together to slightly cover her figure.

"Oh, Gweir has such a good name." The cavalry captain looked at the girl. Although the girl tried his best to hide it, he could still see many details.

If she could be trained well, she might be a rare beauty in the south. Thinking of this, he felt a little itchy in his heart and felt that he couldn't let go so easily.

"Do you have any other family members? Now that the Wenlani family has suffered such a disaster, it may be difficult for them to survive."

"I don't know." The girl still lowered her head.

He tapped his fingers lightly and bowed his head. The cavalry captain looked at Guvir and thought carefully.

"Is that so? If you encounter any difficulties and feel inconvenient and difficult to manage the family fiefdom in the future, maybe you can come to us directly. Our army is stationed in the capital of Longjiao Province all year round..." He threatened and half-guided

As he said this, this weak noble girl was like a sheep in his eyes, the prey in his mouth.

"Thank you for taking care of me, sir." The girl replied softly, but still did not raise her head.

Seeing that the cavalry captain was a little unhappy, a burst of noise finally came from outside the tent.

"Who is it?" he asked casually, and then a cavalry stood up and quickly walked out of the tent to check.

Soon, the tent was opened, and the previous housekeeper walked in followed by the cavalry.

"Hello, sir, are you satisfied with your lunch?" His eyes wandered, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the intact Gweir in the tent.

In fact, he had no feelings for the viscount's daughter, but now that Guweil was related to whether his life could continue, he couldn't help but be interested in her.

Without the sole heir of Viscount Wenlani, his identity and everything would become rootless, and his rigid knights would no longer listen to him.

A steward's existence is always dependent on his master. Without a noble master, he is nothing.

At least for now, he can't let anything happen to Gweir. As for the future, when he finds a way out, he won't have to worry so much.

"Let's just settle for lunch." The cavalry captain was about 30-40 years old. He was also from a small noble family and was not interested in these polite words.

He summoned the soldiers on the side, took away the meals beside the stove, then stood up, his body tall and straight, and walked a few steps on the ground with his black boots, before arriving in front of the map at the rear.

"Now that the rebels in the city have been cleared, our army will return to the station before dark, and you will handle the rest by yourself."

"This...but many of those rebels have fled to the mountains. I'm afraid they will come down to invade later." The steward said worriedly. He knew how many pounds he had now, and he could deal with those unarmed farmers. If those

He did not have the confidence to resist the rebels who were fearless in death.

"We can't control this because it's not within the scope of our responsibilities."

Just kidding, as the elite legion of the empire, the troops directly under the Regent, how could they be stationed here for this little viscount?

"If Miss Wenlani feels unsafe, she can apply to the corps headquarters in the capital of Longjiao Province, and a small number of personnel may be approved there to assist in the garrison." Naturally, these garrisoned corps are not elites like them, but other new recruits.

military.

Although these colleagues are not as strong as them, the captain also believes in their discipline and combat capabilities. After all, many of his subordinates were drawn from them.

"Isn't there any way to accommodate this?" The housekeeper didn't believe this argument. In his opinion, ordinary soldiers were greedy and bad, and sometimes they were worse than rebels.

After all, he had been responsible for recruiting troops during the Great Expedition before, and he would send all the gangsters and criminals there. Anyway, this way the territory would be clean and stable. This is also the reason why many nobles did not oppose the emperor's edict back then.

"How? Do you think I'm joking?" The officer's face was gloomy. He had received strict discipline training and naturally despised the old aristocrats who regarded rules as nothing.

If everything can be accommodated, how can people's hearts be at peace, huh.

Seeing that the officer's face turned cold, the steward quickly apologized, although he didn't know what was wrong. Isn't this a very common inquiry?

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he did not dare to say more after that.

"Then everything will be subject to the commander's arrangement." After saying that, he glanced at Gweir who was sitting next to him before retreating.

In the afternoon, the cavalry took turns to rest for a while, and then at the officer's call, they lined up again and prepared to leave.

Soon after, a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats sounded on the mountain road again, and these red-clothed cavalry drove past quickly, like red silk swimming in the mountains.

The small town became deserted again.

The housekeeper led people to count the gold coins, calligraphy and paintings, jewelry, porcelain, etc. recovered from the ruins, and roughly estimated the value of these things. Although many valuable items were taken away by the red cavalry, there was still some left.

part.

After getting rid of some sundries that are worthless and difficult to sell, the other items are probably worth more than 1,200 extraordinary gold coins.

It's too little. You must know that Viscount Wenlani's ancestors were very wealthy. They originally had many good things, but it was a pity that they were all destroyed in fires and looting.

The housekeeper felt that the money was like flesh and blood cut off from his own body, and he felt heartbroken. If he had known about it, he would have secretly hid part of it. Anyway, since the Viscount was dead, no one could prove it.

He led several knights to the noble girl who stayed behind, bowed and saluted, and then greeted her respectfully.

"Hello, Miss. Please forgive me for the time being."

The girl stood in front of the ruins of the castle, with her back to the firelight. All she could see was her long black satin hair and her beautiful figure under the hair.

"Yes." After a moment of silence, the aristocratic girl replied slowly, and gradually turned around. Her blue eyes were like the distant starry sky, and she could not see the ups and downs of her emotions.

"Ahem, Miss, now we have prepared a residence for you in the city. It was a property of the family in the past. The style and decoration are also very comfortable. How about you rest there tonight." After that, he also said

After summoning the two remaining maids, they walked out anxiously, preparing to take the noble girl to rest.

Although he wants to take advantage of this eldest lady, the situation is not stable at the moment, so he should comfort her first. The housekeeper lowered his head, looked at the crow-green dress on this noble girl, and thought to himself.

Maybe it would be a good idea to get her to marry the cavalry officer. Judging from the situation during the day, the officer was very interested in this young lady.

But in this case, it would be difficult to swallow up Viscount Wenlani's family property. It would be better not to find such a big backer for her. In the housekeeper's mind, his thoughts were racing and he began to think about how to find a way out in the future.

After this turmoil, he no longer wanted to stay in the southern border. He just wanted to get a lot of money and wealth and move to the eastern border of the empire. It was said that it had always been stable and stable.
To be continued...