It is said that blessings never come in pairs and misfortunes never come singly. Sometimes life is like this. Those Knights of Light have just been honest for a few days. Who knows that the second batch of troops of the Shield of Light Legion has arrived again. In addition to a large number of Knights of Light, the accompanying troops Also coming was a group of priests numbering around 400 people.
Some people behave more calmly as they are more experienced and older, but Marquis Zuose is not such a person, or in other words, his mentality has changed drastically. Julande's reward and punishment was unfair, of course, this was what he thought, as well as the tragic death of his beloved son, and the fact that the murderer An Fei had always been at large. These were all important reasons for the drastic change in Marquis Zuose's mentality. He arrived with the priests After the town of Moramachi, Marquis Zuose couldn't wait for a moment and led people directly to the town to find An Fei. As for what he should do after finding An Fei, whether to kill An Fei immediately, have a quarrel, or make An Fei feel threatened, Marquis Zuose has not made a decision. He just wants to fight with An Fei. See you before.
An Fei was playing games with the mercenaries at the moment. After receiving the report from the magic group, he originally came out with Alice to greet him, but halfway through, he changed his mind. To be honest, he has been with the Bright Knight in recent days. The contradiction between them is getting deeper and deeper. He can greet others with a smile, but others may not smile back to him. There is no need to ask for trouble. He happened to see Ozgucci and others wrestling with each other around a tree stump on the road, so he joined the game.
Fighting is not allowed in arm wrestling, otherwise it would be better to just pull out the sword and have a good fight, and Tagore is a victorious general. Ozguch, Orsi and others were defeated by him one after another, and even another giant ax warrior, Khufu with barbarian blood, also lost to him.
When An Fei and Tagore squared off, everyone placed bets. Unfortunately, except for Alice, no one was optimistic about An Fei. This has nothing to do with personal prestige. Even if Napoleon in another world was enthusiastically supported by his countrymen, he went to play with others. With his skills, no one would think highly of him.
"Isn't it?" An Fei was a little sad on his side. There was only one gold coin on display, and it was Alice's. Small bets make you happy, but big bets hurt your life. As long as the mercenaries are restrained, An Fei will not interfere with anything, and he often participates. This is also a way to connect with the mercenaries emotionally.
"Hehe..." Ozguch laughed dryly.
"Sir, look. Tagore is almost a head taller than you. Look at Tagore's arms, tsk tsk..." Orsi shook his head: "It's not our fault, the strength lies there."
"Sir Alice, you should bet more..." Khufu was more straightforward. He didn't care about that gold coin and had no way to divide the spoils. Barbarians really like to go straight.
"Okay." Alice smiled. She didn't care about the gold coins in the first place. If she lost, she would lose just for fun. After speaking, Alice took out dozens of gold coins and placed them all on An Fei's side: "What are the odds?"
"Pay ten to one, that's fair." Ozguch glanced at An Fei's wrist and said softly. He believed that An Fei's winning rate would never be greater than one-tenth.
"You can pay a hundred dollars at a time." Khufu said in a muffled voice. He looked down upon An Fei even more.
"Then I'll pay you a hundred." Alice said and winked at Tagore. Things are easy to change, and nature is hard to change. A woman like Alice naturally thought of other methods. For example, when I hinted at Tagore's betrayal, it was not to win money, but just to see the fools of Özgüc and others. Unfortunately, she found the wrong person. Tagore was a relatively simple-minded orc. Even if she blinked hard a few times, Tagore would still have a hard time understanding.
"Start?" Tagore said angrily.
"Come on." An Fei has adjusted his breathing rate very slowly.
Two hands of different proportions were held together. Compared with Tagore's hand covered with black hair, An Fei's hand looked very delicate. However, after Ozgucci called out the start, An Fei did not act as everyone expected. After quickly retreating, they gradually gained the upper hand.
Tagore became nervous. At first he did not use all his strength, at least to save some face for the adults. Who would have thought that An Fei's strength was surprisingly strong, and in just a moment, his arm was pressed sideways. Tagore roared and tried to fight back, but at this moment, a shady voice sounded, interrupting everyone's interest: "Our Lord Earl is very elegant, and he actually likes to play such vulgar games. game."
An Fei and Tagore stopped at the same time, and Marquis Zuose walked slowly over from the outside. He only brought a few entourages, and there was also an old man who was between fifty and sixty years old, graceful, calm, and extraordinary. , An Fei glanced at it and almost laughed out loud. Who else could that be if he wasn't Jacob, the great alchemist? Jacob looked very serious now, nothing like the dirty look he had when he was given the aphrodisiac at the wedding.
An Fei flexed his wrist and said nothing. It seemed that he was right not to welcome them. With Zuo Sai here, the contact between the two sides would definitely be full of gunpowder.
"Count Anfei, are you surprised?" Zuose said slowly.
"It is indeed a bit unexpected. A pampered Marquis like you should stay at home. The mercenary country is full of crises and is really not suitable for you."
"Facing the threat of undead creatures, everyone has the responsibility to do something. Although I am very old, I can still contribute my own strength to this war." Zuosei smiled and said: "It's you, you are too young. Well, if an accident happens...tsk, that would be a pity."
"This is not only your responsibility, it is also my responsibility." An Fei said lightly: "What's more, Your Majesty has been so kind to me. If necessary, I am willing to fight to the end for the empire and will never let down His Majesty's expectations."
It's okay not to talk about Julande. When it came to Julande, Marquis Zuose's expression immediately changed. He always thought that Julande was too partial to An Fei and killed the heir of a nobleman in public. No matter which country he was in, They are all serious crimes that cannot be shied away from, but instead of punishing An Fei, Julande gave him rewards one after another. Marquis Zuose was full of indignation.
People like the Marquis of Djoser cannot understand Julande's thoughts. Everything Julande does is not mixed with any selfishness. It can even be said that he has forgotten himself for the sake of the country. If Anfei killed a young man who was capable, courageous, and willing to contribute to the country, no matter how great his contribution was, Julande would not let Anfei be so free. The key is that whether it was Philip His grandson is still the son of his Zuosei. In Yolande's heart, he is just a dandy who is waiting to die, a parasite and a waste!
And An Fei first provoked civil strife in the mercenary country, and even led a sneak attack on the Griffin Flying Squadron that posed a great threat to Blacknia City, and achieved brilliant results, punishing a capable young man for several wastes, Want to hurt the feelings of an old friend? No king with any sense would do this. One side is a piece of mud that cannot hold up the wall, and the other side is a rising star who may even become a weapon for the country in the future. How to choose is a very simple question, at least in Juland's view, it is very simple.
Marquis Zuose's face turned completely gloomy, and his hypocritical smile disappeared. He suddenly turned sideways and whispered something in Jacob's ear. Jacob nodded and walked slowly towards An Fei. Zuo Sai's eyes showed an expectant look.
An Fei couldn't help but sigh. He gave Martin a slap in the face while acting a few days ago. The retribution came so quickly. It was inevitable for him to become Martin again.
Ozguch and others, who were confused about the situation, jumped up one after another, some drew out their swords, some drew out their battle axes, and stood in front of An Fei. Although Jacob's steps were calm, his face was calm, and he didn't reveal anything alarming, Ozgucci and others instinctively felt a threat.
Jacob's expression remained unchanged, ignoring the weapons in the opponent's hands, and just walked towards Ozgucci and others step by step. The dividing line between arrogance and confidence is very blurry, but judging from Jacob's age, it is obvious that it is not the former. Ozgucci and others felt this and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
An Fei was a little helpless. He was thinking, when Jacob takes action, should he be defeated immediately, or should he hold on for a while? Fortunately, Susanna was not here, otherwise her behavior might have revealed something when she saw her husband being bullied by an old man whom she respected.
Jacob's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he looked past Ozguch and others to the distance. Ernest and Entos had rounded the corner and walked slowly towards here. Jacob's expression was shocked, but Marquis of Djoser's expression was very confused. He didn't understand why Jacob didn't move. Then Jacob quickly retreated to Marquis of Djoser and whispered a few words. This time it was changed. Marquis Chengzuose was shocked.
"Lord Ernest, long time no see." Jacob said with a smile.
"Your Excellency Jacob, why are you here?" Ernest asked politely, but his eyes bypassed Jacob and fell on Marquis Zuose. His cold hostility stung Zuose. Feeling cold all over the body.
Zuo Sai wanted to hide behind Jacob. Jacob could embarrass An Fei for him, but could he confront the mainland's chief swordsman for him? Even if Jacob was willing, in the event of a conflict, Ernest could take his life away with a wave of his hand.
"Count Anfei, I'm feeling a little unwell. I'll take my leave now. If you have the chance, I hope you can come to my place as a guest." Zuosei retreated.
"I won't send it away." An Fei said coldly, without hiding the contempt in his eyes.