Rise In Calradia

　　 Eleon and the James Knight both put on the armor of ordinary soldiers, wrapped their sword and axe blades, and started fighting.

　　 But to be fair, Elaine used a Nordic hatchet and a shield.

　　 Eleon took the initiative, but was shaken by the opponent, was caught by the opponent, and was knocked over the shield by the opponent with a sword. After losing his protection, Eleon was suppressed by the opponent's long sword and was at a disadvantage for a while.

　　 The other Swadia knights all showed triumphant smiles, and the two Vicia riders also talked a little uneasy.

　　Earl Claes didn't say what it was, and his expression didn't change much. But Byron was a little uneasy. He didn't want Eleon to lose the match now. It was not just him alone, but also the reputation of the entire team.

But obviously the opponent's knight was careless, thinking that the winning ticket was in his hands, so he didn't hurry to defeat Elaine. Instead, he wanted to humiliate Elaine and swayed with his sword. Ren was annoyed.

Eleon was no longer limited to using his own hands, but after blocking the opponent's provocative sword with an axe, he kicked the opponent's stomach with a kick. James almost fell and was forced by this kick. Got to take two steps back.

Immediately afterwards, Elaine played supernormally, with amazing speed, and a very beautiful one sideways dodges a stab from the opponent. He hammered James' calf and arm with the back of the axe, and James knelt to the ground. Lost the sword.

　　 The outcome has been decided.

　　 For a while, the audience was silent. The knights of Swadia felt a bit shameless, and the Vickia riders did not dare to applaud at will, so as not to upset the nobles of Swadia.

　　Byron heaved a sigh of relief, but didn't dare to show anything, and looked at Earl Claes.

　　 Earl nodded at Elaine, and the two hands placed behind his back were also brought in front of him, and he took a few natural shots.

　　 Applause rang out, and everyone was relieved.

　　 James gave up, and although he was a little uncomfortable, he still made a knightly salute to Eleon.

　　 In the tent, Earl Kleis called Byron and several heroes, asked about their situation, and praised Elaine a few words.

　　 In addition, as a reward for winning the contest, James gave Alain his spare horse. And Elaine also accepted it very readily, in line with his usual style.

　　 Now these soldiers are not turning a blind eye to Byron. Even Baron Sith’s tone of voice when talking to him has been relaxed a lot, and it is no longer like treating an ordinary civilian mercenary.

　　 "Eleon, you can always scare me and surprise me beyond my imagination."

　　 In the camp arranged for Byron and the others, Byron sat with the heroes, raised a water bag filled with red wine, and toasted Elaine a glass.

　　 "With you, I can always find a chance to prove myself."

　　 After listening to Byron's words, Eleon was very proud, and drank half of the red wine in the water bag in one breath.

　　 "Eleon, you won very well, I admire it. But this time you are still too reckless."

　　Fatis didn't mean to be happy, and reminded Elaine with some worry.

　　 "Thank you for reminding, I remembered it."

　　 Eleon nodded with a smile, but Byron could see that he was playing Fatis. He glanced at Bandak, he had been drinking and didn't want to say anything.

　　 "Fatis is right, Elaine. You are the most brave fighter I have ever seen, but sometimes we still have to consider and act. That can reduce our losses and be more wise."

　　 Byron's words had a little impact on Eleon, the other side thought about it, and admitted that Byron was right.

　　 "But opportunities always come with risks, don't they?"

　　 But Eleon apparently insisted on his own opinion, and drank all the rest of the wine, smearing a blush on his smiling face.

　　 Kress, who had been silent while sitting on the side, frowned and stood up.

　　 "I have met many people who were fearless during the day, but most of them died at night at the hands of unknown enemies."

　　 After that, Kress went out of the tent.

　　 Eleon's smile froze, and it took a while before it returned to normal.

　　Fatis handed him his wine, but was rejected. Eleon put down the water bag, got up and left the tent.

　　 Byron was not relieved, and asked Bandak to follow along.

　　 "He is really a good fighter, and he can prove his strength. It would be great if he could control himself a little bit."

　　Byron said with emotion to Fatis.

　　 "Perhaps, but I am afraid it will be difficult."

　　Fatis nodded, and took a sip of the red wine by himself.

　　 More than a minute later, Bandak came back and told Byron and Fatis Eleon that they had found a tent and fell asleep. There was Vikia’s illegitimate rider guarding them. There was no problem.

　　 The next day, Byron and the others waited for two other mercenary troops. They each had a force of 100. If not counted as heroes, the quality of the troops was not worse than that of Byron. After all, Byron's team still has 20 militias to make up for. And their team is full of hired veterans with sufficient combat experience.

　　 But their treatment is not as good as Byron. The Earl did not personally meet the two mercenary captains, but sent the knights around him to convey his orders.

　　Because it was dark when the people arrived, Byron and the others spent the night in the camp.

　　 It’s not more comfortable to spend the night outside than in your own house, but Byron is also used to it. In the previous few months, he spent more than half of his time in the wild like this. Spread a few rags, put on a coat and blanket, and it's all night. When you wake up in the morning, it's hard to make people feel good.

　　Especially when I was camping on the snowy ground when I was in Vecchia, the cold wind was blowing, and the only way to warm me was a bonfire and two blankets. Although no one had their fingers frozen, it was still a terrible memory.

　　 But it was this kind of devastating life ~www.novelmt.com~ that allowed Byron to earn a lot of silver coins, and then he had the current peony mercenary.

　　 Running a business is actually a very simple thing, and it is also a common way to make money for the protagonists in the novels that Byron has read before. At that time, he often wondered about the IQ of the natives in the novels and the author's cliché ideas, and he felt that making money was so easy. Besides, is it possible that local businessmen are not as intelligent as the protagonist? Can't you think of this?

　　 Now he realizes that he was thinking about one thing wrong. This method of buying and selling is really profitable. But he also wants one thing right, that is, making money is really not easy.

　　 When Rodok was smuggling, even if they were escorted by soldiers, they would be very careful at night, because ferocious beasts were hiding in the nearby woodland. Moreover, the venomous snake awakened from hibernation would easily kill them. When crossing the mountains, if you don't pay attention, you will fall into the abyss.

　　 In addition to natural conditions, bandits, robbers, and pirates, these people who chose to rob this road for different reasons are all objects that need to be vigilant. Every year, many businessmen and travelers die in their hands.

　　 He understands that when they have enjoyed a comfortable and comfortable life since childhood, they laughed at the local people who turned a blind eye to business opportunities. Perhaps they were also laugh at the merchants who risked their lives to earn a few silver coins. There is no free lunch in the world, and the reason why the profits of the runners are so large is precisely because this is a road that is always filled with death haze and full of hardships. Most people don't take risks because of this.

　　 "If there is no crossing, my life should still be so ordinary. However, I really miss it."

　　 Byron sighed, lying flat on the bedding, looking at the top of the tent.

　　 There is only a layer of rags in front of his eyes, but his custom has passed through this tent and floated outside.