The Emerald Tower

　　 The other party's grab is just like Dean remembers.

　　 It's just that Dean at the time, lying weakly ill in the snow, and the other party was arrogant.

　　 And now?

　　 The other party’s arrogance is still the same, but Dean is different——

Snapped!

　　 When the opponent's palm was still some distance away from the long sword at his waist, Dean slapped the opponent's palm straight away, and, the next moment, a powerful straight kick hit the opponent's lower abdomen.

boom!

Even with the cover of a cotton jacket and leather armor, this foot still brought a dull sound, and the other party backed back again and again, and finally sat on the ground with a butt, which proved the dull sound. power.

　　 However, this is not over.

　　 Dean followed the other person who fell on the ground like a shadow. With a sway of his palm, the opponent's dagger fell into Dean's hand; then, the sheath was drawn toward the opponent's cheek like this.

　　 slap, slap, slap...

　　 In the loud tapping sound, the corners of the opponent's mouth swelled up for the first time, and the teeth mixed with blood dropped out several more.

　　 "You, a soldier, dare to attack the trainee knight. Do you want to be hanged?"

Dean made such a shout, and the whipping in his hand became more and more vigorous, and the other party's slightly dazed expression clearly fell into a sluggish look and was about to fall into a coma. Undoubtedly, Dean's words were not facing the one in front of him. Said the man who was beaten on the cheek by him.

　　 As for who did you say to?

Naturally, it goes without saying—the soldiers who rushed out of the barracks, heard Dean’s shout, immediately stopped their forward footsteps, looked at each other, and subconsciously looked at the person behind them. : Their head-Potts.

　　 "Stop it!"

　　 In the gaze of his men, the leader of the Fecharen Knights shouted, and strode towards Dean.

　　 "This is the first and the last time. If you commit another crime, I will hang you!"

Hearing the loud shout, Dean straightened his waist, looked at the other person whose face was completely swollen, and said in a stern tone; and when everyone thought this was the end, Dean raised his leg and put his boots underneath. , Once again made intimate contact with the opponent's face; and this time, the guard completely fainted.

　　 Most of the members of the Fecharen Knights who saw this scene shrank their necks subconsciously, and made a decision in their hearts, and they will never provoke Dean lightly in the future.

After all, no one wants to get into the flesh for no reason-look at that poor Riddle, the injury on his face is enough to prevent him from going out in two weeks, and even if the injury heals, I am afraid I can't eat meat anymore, I can only drink porridge and soup. The dozen or so teeth that fly out are still stained with blood, which are particularly conspicuous on the snow.

　　 But, it’s really comfortable!

　　 This bad guy would be punished like this, it’s really great!

　　 Most of the members of the Fecharen Knights who had this idea in their hearts, looked at Dean with a different look - even that trace of fear gradually changed.

And some of the remaining members of the Fecharen Knights looked less polite to Dean. The look that seemed to be cannibalistic was enough to explain their anger; after all, as the Fecharen Knights Formal members of, their relationship with Riddle is very good.

　　 If they weren't the identity of the other party, and they saw the group leader personally stop it, they would have rushed in.

　　 Hmph, I don’t know how high the sky is, you will be unlucky!

　　 These official members of the Fecharen Knights looked at Dean, cursing viciously in their hearts, and they were still looking forward to-they all wanted to see how their leader taught each other.

　　 "Excuse me, is it the Potts captain of the Fecharen Knights?"

Dean greeted the leader of the Fecharen Knights, walked forward quickly, and after giving a chivalry, asked politely-if not for the blood-stained one in his hand With a sheathed dagger, no one can connect the slightly tyrannical man before with the person in front of him.

　　 If the former is a butcher, then the latter is a handsome scholar, poet, or even...aristocrat.

Seeing Dean stepping on Riddle without hesitation before, Potts had a burst of anger in his heart, knowing that it was his nephew, so he was ready to treat him in his own way. It's dead-Dean dared to punish his nephew with charges such as'disrespect or offense'.

　　 He dared to punish the other party with the same charge—the sense of unyielding shown by the other party made Potts quite sure of this punishment.

　　 But at this moment, watching Dean greet him politely, Potts' original plan obviously fell through.

"Ah you are?"

Potts, who failed his plan, was not disappointed. Instead, he asked with a serious look-the burly, tall Potts was born with a serious face, and it was this seriousness that made him fool him into taking him. Upright people; for example, the Baron Tyre and Dean from the previous life.

In the previous life, if the other party hadn't taken the initiative to expose his true colors, Dean would never have thought that Potts, who was "just and stern" in his eyes, would turn out to be a downright hypocrite and villain; however, that was in memory. Things, Dean now?

　　 Cunning is the best evaluation.

　　 Of course, no one would mind adding another one: cruelty.

Dean stood up straight, calculating whether there was an omission in the plan to kill the person in front of him, and while taking out the appointment letter, he said loudly: "Central Knights, trainee knight Dean Ken, front Come and report to you!"

After 　　's words fell, Dean made a chivalry again.

　　 He was so respectful and decent, so Potts could not find the slightest excuse for ‘punishment’.

However, when he heard Dean's name, the head of the Fecharen Knights' heart moved-he thought of the letter that appeared in front of him fifteen days ago, the letter from Jade Letter from the big man in the capital.

　　 is this kid?

Potts looked at Dean carefully-his clothes were clean and tidy, without the fatigue or embarrassment of long-distance travel, and the leather jacket covered in military uniforms obviously brought extraordinary warmth; especially in front of him. The appearance of standing upright seems to be explaining something to him, and ordinary farmers and merchants dare not do this.

　　 The opponent is a little noble!

　　 Potts guessed very surely--

You must know that if you come to Tyrrell from the emerald capital, if you are walking, it will take two months even if you don’t sleep endlessly. This can only be done by a healthy young man. If you get older, absolutely Will fall ill on the road because of the travel and climate differences.

And being able to come in advance is definitely with the help of horses. How can ordinary families have horses, of course, it is only some wealthy families, and in these wealthy families, the businessman faces the knights of a place like him The highest official is absolutely impossible to be so calm.

　　 The businessman's feeling of bowing and kneeling, even if it is hidden, Potts is confident that he can't escape his eyes.

　　 Therefore, the other party is a little noble!

　　 As for why the little nobleman?

The letter from the great figure in the emerald capital did not deliberately mention the identity of the other party, which is obviously not worth mentioning; not to mention the appearance of the other party's "no resistance" here, which has already explained enough problems— -Aristocratic background, but not prominent, wealthy, and able to maintain the aristocratic demeanor, but in the face of the crush of a real big man, it is obviously impossible to fight back.

　　 Obviously, this is very good news for Potts.

Not only was able to climb the high branch of the big man in the emerald capital through the opponent, but also could send a fortune—yes, the Potts leader has already identified the identity of the little nobleman of Dean~www.readwn.com~ and is ready to Dean squeezed some oil and water out of his body; you know, usually nobles have one or two heirlooms.

　　 And recently, the ‘Wild Fox’ Mitte in Jan’er is buying these things

　　 It seems... it can be sold at a high price!

　　 As for the so-called guilt of murdering aristocrats?

　　 It’s not him. It’s the hateful, barbarian bandits. His knights feel very sad about losing a good young man, and vowed to find out those barbarian bandits, right?

Thinking of this, the Potts commander, like a real knights commander, showed a generous smile. He took the appointment book in Dean's hand, checked it, and confirmed that it was correct. Said loudly, "Knight Dean, as the captain of the Knights of Fecharen, I accept your report-from now on you will be a member of the Knights of Fecharen!"

　　 "This is my honour, your lord!"

　　 Dean nodded with a smile, just like the role he is playing at the moment, with a kind of reserved, but in fact defiant-a smile that is completely in line with the aristocratic style.

　　 Of course, this smile also contained a little bit of joy. After all, Potts had seen everything he wanted to show to the other party, just as he thought.

　　 At this moment, both of them are smiling.

　　 But in the end, who can have the last laugh seems to be the most important thing.

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