Roland looked around and asked, "Where's your Margaret?"
Logically speaking, as a mounted dragon, Margaret would not leave Shuke.
Shuke shrugged helplessly: "This is a holy war, one of the most important events of our Light God Religion. Margaret is a red dragon, and her natural tendency is evil. Although she has not done anything bad. But. Even so, it is not appropriate for a red dragon to appear in the holy war army. If it is a silver dragon or a golden dragon, there is no problem."
The Metal Dragon Clan is from the Order camp, and I heard that they have a pretty good relationship with the Light God Religion.
Roland smiled and said, "Then you go. I will stay here for a while. If there is a situation like what you said, I will find a way to deal with it."
"Thank you."
Then Shuke led the Light Guards directly into the teleportation array, and the last ones to follow were the logistics troops of the Light Cult.
A large amount of ordnance and military rations entered the portal.
The players looked on and pointed.
This is not because they have any objections to the Light Guards, but they are learning.
Look at the opponent's military professional configuration, look at their formation, etc.
They are all people who have received more than ten years of systematic education, and it is instinctive to learn from the strengths of others.
A little further away is another army composed entirely of young nobles.
There were not many people, only about two thousand people.
If you include the logistics troops, they are probably the Five Elements people.
All of these people are pretty good-looking. Judging from their fair skin and arrogant expressions, you can tell at a glance that they all come from noble families.
Then the expressions of this group of people now became proud again.
There was no way, what was in front of them just now was the famous Imperial Guards of Light, and they were led by a paladin.
The paladin...the kind of paladin who kills people and calls you an evil person, so others will recognize you.
No one with any intelligence would think of having a conflict with such a person.
After they left, there were thousands of golden sons surrounding them.
Before they came to Hollevin from France, the eldest princess Stephanie had repeatedly told them not to mess with the Golden Sons and not to do bad things in front of them.
Otherwise, not even the royal family can save you!
They all remember it.
Moreover, their own family also has the ability to collect intelligence, and they are quite aware of the reputation of the Golden Son.
These people all like to stand up for others, and they are very powerful.
It's just that the deterrent power is not as good as that of the Light Guards.
After all, what you get on paper is always shallow.
After all the Imperial Guards of Light entered, many players also followed.
Soon the place became much emptier.
Then a young nobleman walked up to Roland and asked, "Is this your Excellency Roland?"
Roland nodded.
"The eldest princess asked me to report to you. He said you would arrange for us." After speaking, the young nobleman took out a letter and handed it over: "She asked me to give this to you."
Roland opened the letter. Judging from the handwriting, it should be written by a woman, and the signature also had the seal of the French royal family.
The letter asked Roland to take control of these young people. They are all descendants of the large and small nobles of the Kingdom of France and are the future of the Kingdom of France.
In addition, not all aristocratic young people are useless, 90% of the more than 2,000 people really want to exercise.
There are only about a hundred people who are nobles and young people who come to take credit for their achievements. These people are all nobles. You need to take more care of these people.
Of course, if they want to cause trouble, Roland can beat them as long as they don't kill them. It doesn't matter if they break off their hands or feet, since there is healing magic that can regenerate them.
After reading the letter, Roland asked: "What's your name?"
"Hunt Biden!"
Roland was stunned for a moment: "General Biden's youngest son?"
"No, I'm ranked second." Hunter was a little nervous, and he continued: "My younger brother's name is Richard."
Fortunately, he's not the eldest son... Roland vaguely remembered that King Edward of France seemed to have said that Biden's youngest son had a special relationship with his elder sister-in-law.
But Biden seems to be quite capable.
His level is Lv7. He is the highest-ranking member of the French noble army.
It seems that Stephanie did not choose anyone randomly. The commander she designated is at least somewhat capable.
"Then what are your plans?" Roland asked.
Xiangte stood up straight: "Princess, let us obey your command."
Roland thought for a while and said, "You continue to stay here and wait for a while before entering the Demon Realm to have a look."
"Okay, no problem."
Xiang nodded, returned to the army, and repeated Roland's words.
As a result, there was a movement over there, and a group of people started making trouble.
About thirty people cursed at Hunter, while Roland watched quietly.
Watching Hunter explain desperately, watching those people's arrogance getting higher and higher.
In the end, more than 20 people walked towards Roland.
Hunter was beside him and tried to persuade him anxiously, but these people were indifferent and walked straight to Roland.
In fact, not only Roland, but also many players around him were attracted by this movement.
More than twenty people stopped in front of Roland, and they looked at Roland.
Roland also looked at them quietly without speaking.
After a moment of silence, among the more than twenty people, a young man who looked brighter and seemed to be good at communication walked out.
He stared at Roland and said, "Are you the Master Roland that Her Royal Highness the Princess said?"
Roland raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly.
"I'm sorry to take up some of your time." The young man seemed quite polite, and his smile was very friendly and contagious: "Although the eldest princess said, we all have to listen to you, but I want to ask, Your Excellency Have you ever led an army?”
"No, I'm better at fighting alone." Roland paused and said, "Besides, I'm also good at commanding team battles."
"In this case, you are incapable of leading us." The young man continued with a smile: "Army combat is different from squad combat. It involves many things. People who have not learned this knowledge cannot do well."
Roland said: "So what do you mean?"
"Your Excellency must be very capable if you are recommended by Her Majesty the Princess." The young man pointed to the noble army behind: "But all of us are very noble, so we cannot sacrifice any of us. You You know what I mean."
"You want to stay behind and not participate in the battle? No problem, this is our original plan."
The young man waved his hand: "That's not what I mean. We also want to participate in the battle, but we will only kill some demons that can be killed, and they will not let us get hurt. You should understand what I mean by now."
Understood! Of course I understand!
He just wanted Roland to tie up the demon prisoners and send them to be killed.
"Yes, yes, but what price do you have to pay?"
Roland didn't feel insulted. He has long been very clear about the virtues of nobles in this world.
The other party's thoughts and views are very different from those of the players.
Things that many players find unbelievable and incomprehensible are, in their opinion, common sense.
For example, even though the eldest princess had given repeated orders not to conflict with the Golden Son, they still did so.
Just because they feel that... they are nobles, as long as they speak more tactfully and not so bluntly, it will not be a conflict.
"Didn't you agree that we should come here to take credit?"
"It's true that we agreed to let you take the credit, but we didn't say that we would protect you or follow you." Roland smiled.
The young man's expression was a little confused. He looked at his companions and found that their expressions were equally confused, so he continued: "We have so many noble heirs here, and you are not willing to obey us? The king didn't ask us to recruit him. From the squad and the private army?"
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Roland was stunned.
Then he realized that the king of France was burying himself in a pit.
The old king probably wanted these noble heirs to capture some golden sons for the use of France.
After all, immortal warriors and mages would be a big killer for any family if they got them.
Afterwards, seeing how many golden sons each noble family can recruit will show how strong their background is.
Of course... the royal family doesn't need this.
He felt that his daughter Stephanie had already caught the biggest potential among the golden sons, Roland!
It turned out that the king had this idea, but Stephanie knew more about the Golden Son, so in her letter to Roland, she said... as long as he didn't kill him.
"There may be people willing to obey you." Roland pointed to the players around him: "As long as the reward code you offer is high enough, there will always be people willing to follow you. Whether you can win people over depends on your ability. .”
The young man looked at the golden sons around him, a little confused, and then he said: "Why don't you, Mr. Roland, help me select a few people? For every person who is willing to join my family, I will pay you a gold coin as an introduction fee."
One gold coin is a lot of money!
If it were Roland two years ago, he would probably take over this task.
But now... After handing over the multi-person teleportation magic circle to the goddess of magic, he will no longer be short of money in the future. Money is no longer as important as dignity and face.
He shook his head and said: "I'm not interested, you can handle it yourself. But I still have to say something. When you stay here, you must abide by the rules here. You'd better not do things that are more degrading to the dignity of the nobility, otherwise He was beaten to death, but you can’t blame me.”
The young noble looked at the players around him. He took a step forward and asked in a low voice: "Your Excellency Roland, please tell me whether we should go to the front line and fight the demons with real swords and guns."
This guy has a very high emotional intelligence.
"No, unless you strongly request it." Roland said with a smile: "So you can recruit people with peace of mind, but remember, if others don't agree, you must not force yourself to come, otherwise I cannot guarantee your safety."
"Understood!"
The young noble looked at the players around him and was eager to try, especially the attractive female players, who were his main targets.
Then he looked back at Roland: "I heard that Mr. Roland seduced the queen of this small country two years ago. I am deeply impressed. I am also very interested in other people's wives. Let's exchange experiences together later."
Roland's face immediately turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.