In a study room, several people sat in a circle around a round table. This belonged to Mio. He was always a cheerful and easy-going person. Of course, he was only like this when he was outside the military. If he asked while sitting and An Fei answered while standing, it would feel like an interrogation. Miocic didn't want to make the atmosphere tense, let alone arouse An Fei's bad feeling. There have been various scripts about An Fei's surprise attack on the Griffin Squadron, which have been widely circulated. However, as the coach of the Eastern Front Army, Mioric has everything he knows about the facts, and there are still some people who are against An Fei. As for whether those assessments are accurate or not, it depends on his own observation.
Mioric was smiling and moving his fingers lightly on the table. He was looking for a suitable and natural topic. But at this moment, Utter, who had retreated outside, suddenly knocked on the door twice and heard After Mioric responded, he opened the door and walked in, and his face became a little ugly.
"What's up?"
"Sir, there is someone who wants to see you."
"No." Mioric's answer was decisive. If people can see him if they want to see him, then what has he become? During and after the war, I don’t know how many people tried to contact him for various reasons, but in the end almost all of them were ignored by Mioric.
"But he..." Before Utter could finish his words, he was roughly pushed away. A knight in his fifties, wearing jet-black armor, walked in. Behind him were two knights of the Guards. , the shapes of the armors on the three of them are all exactly the same, even the patterns are almost the same, and the expressions between them also appear very natural and harmonious. It appears that the two knights of the Guards at the back are watching over the people in front, but in fact But it seems to be escorting.
"General!" The knight, who was about fifty years old, shouted respectfully.
"Sneferu? Aren't you going back to your hometown? Why are you still here?" Mioric looked surprised.
"Don't you want to see me, general?" the old knight named Snefru laughed.
"Haha...how could it be possible!" Mioric laughed: "Sneferu, are you reluctant to leave? Do you want to stay with me for a few more years?"
"No, General, I'm too old. I should make way for the young people behind me instead of occupying the space." Snefru smiled.
"Come here, get another chair." Mioric waved his hand: "Sneferu, you didn't go home?"
"When I go back, I will just be a small farmer, and then lie in bed waiting to die. I don't want that kind of life." Sneferu was not polite. He took the chair handed over by a knight and held it up with his hands. "Originally, I wanted to find an old friend in Violet City, and then invite him to visit the mercenary country. Who knew I met the Marquis of Zuose, who was very enthusiastic and respected me, He kept inviting me to be his chief knight, but I really didn’t want to go back to being a small farmer, that kind of life would be too boring, so I later agreed to Marquis Djoser’s request.”
"Then why are you looking for me now..." Mioric's smile did not change, but his eyes were much colder than before.
"General, the Marquis of Djoser has prepared a banquet and is waiting for you, General." Sneferu smiled and threw the chair aside: "I just said hello to the brothers, and the brothers are very happy to come to my place. I’m a guest, General, let’s go together.”
With a loud bang, the round table turned into countless fragments under Mioric's slap, shooting out in all directions. Although An Fei's reaction was extremely fast, at this time, the consequences were the same for those who reacted quickly or slowly. He only had time to make a backward movement, and like Susanna, Niya, and Chris, his whole body was covered with sawdust. What was shocking was that An Fei could feel pain when the sawdust hit his body.
Niya snorted lowly, her brows furrowed, and she was obviously hurt. She raised her hand and saw the embarrassed looks of An Fei and Susanna. She immediately forgot the pain just now, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Blooming, she is a person who can see others but not herself.
As Miocic stood up, Niya soon stopped laughing. The air in the entire study room was filled with a cold and stagnant smell. As a bystander, Niya could feel it. Feeling the tremendous pressure, Snefru had already knelt on the ground, trembling all over and not daring to speak.
Mioric seems to be a cheerful and enthusiastic person, but unfortunately everyone hides something to some extent. There is nothing to hide, only fools, and the wise Emperor Julande dared to hide something on the eastern front of the empire. The matter of life and death is left to Miocic, which proves that Miocic has something hidden enough to reassure him.
"Once during a chat, His Majesty said that everyone will continue to change with different circumstances and encounters. I admit that His Majesty is right.
Yes, Sneferu..., no, no, I should call you Zuosejiashi now. Ask yourself, is it changing a little too fast? "Mioric's voice was very cold: "For the future glory and wealth of you, the chief knight, what do you think of me? piece? Snefru, to put it bluntly, you are not qualified! "
"General?" Snefru shouted in shock.
"You two, get out of here!" Mioric shouted at the two Guards knights. At the age of twenty-six, he became the supreme commander of the Holy City Guards and became a young hero in people's minds. Miocic cannot be a person without scheming. The purpose of driving people out by making things unclear is to create an impact. His own prestige is vastly different from that of Snefru. It is self-evident who the knights are willing to believe. Then the knights will Spontaneously guessing what Snefru had done for his own glory and wealth, which made the general so angry. After various versions of the speculation appeared, Snefru's reputation was completely ruined, regardless of Snefru. No matter what Lu wants to do, he can no longer find a knight who sympathizes or trusts him.
The two Guards knights turned and quickly left the study. Mioric walked slowly to Sneferu and stared at each other condescendingly for a long time. Sneferu's eyes were full of timidity and confusion. Finally Mioric sighed: "Sneferu, do you know why I suggested that you go home and become a farmer?" Now Mioric has figured it out, but Snefru doesn't know. What he was doing didn't understand what his invitation meant.
"I know, the general wants me to live a peaceful life." Snefru replied in a low voice: "I know the general cares about me."
"Wrong. First of all, you are a good soldier, and secondly, you are also a good general. But you have many problems. For example, you are too naive and too naive. You know how to fight, and the legacy left on you Scars can make recruits stunned, but you don't know that fighting is everything to you, but it is not everything in this world." Mioric's cold voice had a hint of helplessness: "That's why I let you go back. Become a farmer at home, so that even if you are fooled, you will not be in an irreversible situation. What a pity..." Miocic slowly shook his head after finishing speaking.
"General, I am... living a good life now. Marquis Zuose respects me very much." In fact, Mioric could no longer understand what he said, but unfortunately Snefru still didn't understand. When he was serving in the army, Snefru was a fierce general. He resolutely obeyed Mioric's orders and hit wherever he asked without any hesitation or flinching. Of course, he would not use his brain.
A long time ago, in order to train Miocic's ability, Juland sent Miocic to the northern front as deputy general. It was at that time that Miocic discovered Snefru and sent Snefru to him. Lu Tiao came to his side.
Because he understood Snefru's character, Mioric only asked him to do uncomplicated things within his ability. In fact, the growth period of a person is very long, especially psychologically, but under Mioric's protection, Snefru has never stumbled. If we talk about the fundamentals, Mioric really hurt him and made Snefru suffer more hardships. Maybe he won't be as ignorant as he is now.
"Sneferu, leave the Marquis of Djoser and return to your hometown. This is my last advice." Mioric said slowly.
"General, I have sworn to be Lord Djoser's chief knight." Snefru smiled bitterly: "You taught me the code of knights. Are you asking me to violate my oath now?"
"In this case... I have nothing to say, Snefru, you can go back."
"General, are you really not going?" Snefru was still feeling lucky at this point.
"Let's go, let's go." Mioric waved his hand.
Snefru stood up helplessly and opened his mouth to speak. Seeing Mioric's cold face, he reluctantly swallowed what he wanted to say and exited the study in despair.
"An Fei." Mioric's eyes suddenly fell on An Fei: "I have a request, I don't know if it is appropriate or not."
"Please tell me." An Fei bowed respectfully.
"You will be the master of Violet City from now on." Mioric hesitated: "Sneferu is my old subordinate after all. If possible, I hope you will not hurt him."
"I will try my best." An Fei did not dare to finish his words and successfully recruited Mioric's subordinates. God knows what the talented Zosser will use Sneferu to do? If forced to the point where he has to spill blood, An Fei will never show mercy.