Compared with the previous times, Regnar's trip seemed relaxed and calm. To be honest, he really couldn't stay in the Military Intelligence Department anymore. Since Snow had done well there, there was nothing wrong with letting him sit in the position of acting director for a few more days.
This time, Regnar was not particularly worried about what Snow might do to the Military Intelligence Agency behind his back. The first is Snow's identity. After all, he is a Stoker, so can everyone in the Military Intelligence Department temporarily listen to his orders and follow him completely and wholeheartedly? I'm afraid not many people may be willing.
In addition, Regnar would not really let Snow go. He left several secret sentries in the Military Intelligence Office to keep an eye on Snow's every move. And he believed that Larvin, who had suffered several losses in the Military Intelligence Department, would no longer just let this department go so casually. He still had the Inspection Department on his hands!
In addition, after Regnar observed for such a long time, he found that Snow was really loyal to him. Therefore, Regnar also thought that he might as well regard this opportunity as a test. If Snow has not made any changes, then Regnar plans to train him as his successor. This is also paving the way for him to leave the Military Intelligence Agency.
Therefore, Regnar's trip to the thousand-year-old capital this time was not as urgent as the previous times. He planned to use the portal to leave the Hawke Empire in three or four days, and then spend another half month heading to the thousand-year-old capital. Fortunately, the thousand-year-old capital is located in the northern direction of the Stoke Empire. Otherwise, it would take at least two months to rush from one empire capital to another!
"The next stop should be the battlefield area, right?" Regnar silently calculated in his heart. He was now in a mountainous forest on the eastern battlefield. As long as he passed through this forest, he would basically enter the Stoke Empire's defenses. District.
At this time, he was dressed like a mercenary, and he had restrained his aura by relying on the secret method recorded in Verles's notebook. Now he really looked like a young wandering mercenary. Such wandering mercenaries are not particularly uncommon on the battlefield. They are battlefield speculators and will do things that suit the changing circumstances. It's just that these wandering mercenaries usually form a group of about a hundred people. It is actually very rare for Regnar to walk alone.
"Huh?" Regnar vaguely heard the sound of horse hooves. At his level, hearing, smell and perception have become important means of observing external information. Sometimes they are even more real and sharp than vision.
"You might as well go over and have a look." Regnar thought in his mind, and then urged his horses to drive over. If you encounter any Stoke's raiding party, just pack them up and you'll have some fun on your boring journey.
The sound was not particularly far away from here. Regnar walked across a hillside and saw a group of Stoke knights chasing a person.
The man wore a pale golden cloth robe and looked weak and embarrassed while riding a horse. Just from his posture, Regnar could tell that the man riding the horse in front was not good at sports, and it was very difficult for him to be able to ride a horse.
"Please help me!" The voice of the man on the horse sounded very clear, but he seemed very nervous and anxious because of the situation. She saw a man dressed as a mercenary suddenly jump out and said quickly: "I can't deal with them alone, but if there is someone to protect me, I can do it! I will repay you!"
Regnar took a closer look, and then couldn't help being stunned. He smiled bitterly, and then said: "This world is really small..."
The reason why Regnar sighed like this was because he knew this person. Not only did he know him, but Kordak, Vera and Annelotte also knew him. Because this person is the granddaughter of General Manhattan, Pastor Lanmire.
As he got closer, Lanmir felt more and more that the young mercenary in front of him looked familiar. She hesitated for a moment, then rode up to Regnar's side.
"Please help me, I will definitely repay you!" Because Regna's dress was different from the past, and he also wore some disguises to hide his identity, Lanmire just felt that Regna looked familiar, but did not recognize him. Come out of Regnar.
But this did not prevent Lanmire from asking Regna for help. She was not good at riding horses, and if she was chased by others for a while, they would definitely catch up. So it was better to ask this mercenary for help. The familiarity exuded by Regna made her involuntarily trust him.
"Why are you chasing him?" Regnar was not in a hurry to reveal his identity to Lanmir. He just looked at a few Stoke knights and asked easily.
"You don't need to worry about it!" Soldier Stoker frowned and replied. These mercenaries who speculate on the battlefield are the most despised by soldiers like them. For a little benefit, any reputation and honor can be easily stolen. of betrayal.
"But I just have to take care of it today." Regnar moved his legs and put himself between the soldier and Lanmire.
"Help me hold them back. I'm a high-level priest. Just give me a chance to use magic." Lanmir said quietly.
"The high-level priest can't defeat a dozen low-level warriors?" Regnar was stunned and couldn't help but ask.
"I..." Lan Mier's face turned red, and she said hesitantly: "I have no training in combat... I can only use magic to save people..."
It seems that compared to Irene, Lanmir's combat ability is limited. Waste, waste! Because priests are blessed with divine magic, their physiques should be much better than ordinary people. Coupled with all kinds of weird magic that can attack and defend, can add blessings, can cast curses, can make noises, and can be cute, the combat effectiveness of high-level priests should be as strong as that of high-level warriors!
It turned out that these two priests were pretty good. One of them was as weak as an ordinary girl, and the other was probably not much stronger than a mid-level warrior. They obviously have considerable power, but due to their personalities and experiences, they have never been able to use this power. This situation really made Regnar dumbfounded.
It was quite funny when he saw Lanmir's embarrassed look. This woman was very beautiful, and her personality was not particularly unpleasant. From a man's perspective, Regner felt that it would be a good thing if Kordak could bring her into his room. After all, you can't let your boss stare at you if you hug him and do it one by one, right
Thinking of this, Regnar thought that he might as well explore Lanmire's meaning later. But for now, naturally we still have to deal with this group of Stoke people who are extremely impatient.
"Wait for me for a while, and we'll talk after we deal with them." Regnar said to Lanmir, who was full of doubts. She seemed to have vaguely remembered something, but she still couldn't figure out that the guy in front of her was Regnar.
The Stoke people were originally a little afraid of this mercenary. They also knew that Lanmir was a high-level priest, but he was chased around by them because he was not good at fighting. But it would be different if another warrior was added at this time.
You must know that these mercenaries who dare to speculate on the battlefield are not weak. If he protects the priest and releases two magical spells at this time, this battle may not be fought.
So the Stoke people were always shouting there, but they did not attack rashly.
But Regner didn't bother to talk to these Stoke people. His figure disappeared directly from the horse, and the next second, Regner appeared behind the shouting Stoker.
Regnar put his right hand on the back of the soldier's head, and then the Shadow Blade stretched out like a poisonous snake spitting a message. The sharp shadow crystal destroyed the Stoke soldier's brain in an instant.
Regnar did all this in just one second, and he killed a Stoker without any pause. Stoke's horse collapsed due to Regnar's sudden burst of speed. It let out a scream, and then threw the corpse of the knight to the ground.
At this time, Regnar had already arrived on the second knight's horse, the same action, the same result.
As Lanmere who watched everything the whole time, she only felt that this man's figure was blurry. The only time he was clear was when he appeared on the back of Stoke's horse one after another. When he stood behind these people After enough, these Stokers were all dead. And it only took him more than half a minute to kill these dozen people.
Regnar once again appeared on his horse. His horse raised its front hooves and then let out a high-pitched neigh, as if mocking those of the same kind who had fallen to the ground.
"You are..." The confusion on Lanmir's face became more obvious. She was not stupid. She naturally knew how an ordinary young wandering mercenary could be so strong? The young man in front of me must have a lot of background!
"Long time no see, Miss Lanmire." Regnar showed a signature smile: "I am..."
But before Regnar could tell who he was, Lanmire reacted: "Wow! It turns out to be you Regnar! It's in vain, sister, that I said so many good things to you, hoping that you would help me! Morning! Just whistle and you'll run over!"
"How did you know it was mine?" Regnar couldn't help but be curious.
"Who else can have that iconic mean smile besides you?" Lanmir curled his lips.
"Yes... is it..." Regnar has a head full of black lines, Annelotte, Vera and Irene are characterized by their hair color, Inelise has big green eyes, and Kordak is burly. figure. It would be better to come to him, Regnar, because his trademark is actually a smile, and it is a mean smile. Regnar couldn't help but feel extremely depressed when he thought of this.
"Hmph! Fortunately, you are here, otherwise I would really have to explain it here today, sister." Lanmire also expressed his gratitude to Regner in a faint way.
"Ah, these are all small things, small things..." Regnar waved his hand in confusion, and then asked: "By the way, Miss Lanmere, what are you doing here?"
"What are you doing?" Lanmir's momentum suddenly increased: "I want to find Kordak, and I want to ask him if he is willing to marry me!"