Blasphemy Chapter 24: Reorganize

The long convoy traveled westward. Four days later, it was already 200 kilometers away from the city of Lille. The ground began to become rugged, towering mountains could be vaguely seen in the distance, and the number of people was becoming increasingly sparse.

This is already approaching the border of the principality.

Since the caravan left the city of Lille, all kinds of magical creatures have been surrounding the caravan, constantly spying on it. However, Froya is not as easy to talk to as Rogge. Wherever the convoy went, crows and sparrows would fall from the trees for no apparent reason from time to time. Occasionally, several gophers and snakes also rushed out of the soil, jumped several feet high, and fell to the ground with their bellies in the air, completely dead.

By the next day, no magical creatures dared to pry around. When the convoy passed through a forest area, a delicate but very agile deer suddenly rushed towards the convoy from the forest like crazy. As soon as it ran a few steps on the grass outside the forest, blue fire continued to spray out of its body, and after a few more steps it turned into a fire deer. The fawn whined incessantly, its forehead suddenly split open, and a huge eye protruded. Under the burning flames, the demon deer's whine soon stopped.

The blue fire was extremely domineering and burned the deer carcass mercilessly. When the flames died down, only a blackened deer shape was left on the grass.

At the rear of the motorcade, Kate and Roger rode slowly past the deer shape burned out on the grass. Kate lowered her voice and asked Rogge: "Do you think this deer is also a spy of the demon clan?"

Rogg also lowered his voice and replied: "If what I just saw is correct, this deer should be the three-eyed fog spirit deer of Warcraft. It has very good eyesight and hearing, and few creatures can chase it while running in the forest. If you can catch it, you can release irritating mist to cover your escape when necessary. It is a very outstanding and very rare spy. The book says that even in the devil world, there are not many such devil deer."

"A total of sixty-two magical creature spies died inexplicably yesterday. Today, including this magic deer, only five died in total. But these five seemed to be very high-level spies. What do you think? "Did she really do all this?" Kate's voice trembled a little when she mentioned 'her'.

Rogg almost lay on Kate's ear, and then whispered: "Who else could it be besides her? But we can't say this to that big mouth of Lance. If we offend her, we can There is no good fruit to eat!"

Kate looked at the forests on both sides of the road. She only dared to glance at the ten gorgeous carriages in the motorcade with the corner of her eyes, and nodded very slowly.

"Kate, how many of her ten coachmen do you think you can handle?" Rogge suddenly asked.

"If it's a regular duel, if one comes up, I will definitely win; if two come up, I will definitely lose. Of course, if there are no restrictions on the rules, it's not easy to say."

Roger sighed and stopped talking. The two rode horses side by side and followed the convoy slowly westward.

After the three-eyed fog spirit deer was burned to ashes, all kinds of demonic creatures finally disappeared around the convoy.

Although all kinds of creatures keep falling and dying inexplicably around the convoy, the guys at Clark Chamber of Commerce are all people who have experienced strong winds and waves, and they are no longer used to strange things. The fifty golden lion knights turned a blind eye and regarded the dead as ordinary crows and mice; and although the three hundred 'Dragon and Beauty' knights were panicking, these desperadoes were all experienced. No matter who did all this, in short, it was not his fault. Since Rogge acted as if nothing had happened, they pretended to be invisible. However, thinking of Fengyue's terror and Rogge's daily behavior, many people have already set their suspicions on Rogge in private.

This may be the first time in his life that Fatty takes the blame for someone else.

On the third day after the convoy set off, all the demon spies disappeared, but those poking their heads on both sides of the convoy were replaced by some ragged bandits. Seeing the huge **** team, these unworthy little bandits naturally did not dare to make any random ideas.

Rogg and others knew how powerful and terrifying Froya was, and they always subconsciously wanted to stay as far away from her as possible. Only Lens was completely fascinated by Froya's beauty and thought of ways to get closer every day. If Froya's entourage and coachmen didn't all seem to be easy to mess with, maybe Rens would get into Froya's carriage one night.

Moving westward, more than ten days later, the convoy finally arrived at Sellersburg without any danger.

Since leaving Sellersburg, several nobles have never had time to return here. Fortunately, a few people had laid a good foundation when they left, and everything was basically on the right track. For half a year, various instructions have been sent to Sellersburg; every month, a detailed report on the territory is sent to several nobles. But when the outline of Fort Sellers was revealed in the distance, several nobles could not restrain their excitement. They abandoned the convoy and rushed forward.

Benjamin poked his head out of the carriage, looked at the backs of several noble youths, and smiled slightly.

Froya also lifted the curtain of the car window, took a look outside, and told the coachman: "Follow me and have a look!"

The middle-aged coachman shook the reins in his hand, and six purebred Orleans tall horses pulled the princess's carriage out of the motorcade and chased it down the road at a speed that was no less than that of several noble youths.

It was already past afternoon when Rogge and others arrived at Sellersburg. After more than half a year of construction, Sellersburg is no longer the dilapidated appearance it once was. The castle has been largely restored, except for a collapsed watchtower that has yet to be repaired. Most of the windows in the main building of the castle have been covered with shutters, and a "Dragon and Beauty" flag is flying on the roof.

Two large rows of wooden houses have been built on both sides of the main building of the castle. Roboski, who arrived earlier, is assisting Doyle in directing the bandits to line up and practice in the middle of the square. After two months of rigorous training, Doyle eliminated only a dozen of the original 300 bandits. This made Robosky very proud of his ability to recognize people. After all, these bandits were all his old subordinates and were selected by himself. Now it has been proven that in terms of quality, the bandits he selected are not much worse than the elite troops of the first-class mercenary group. Within two months, Doyle added more than thirty mountain people. It won't be long before these bandits and barbarians will become the main force of Rogge's protective Holy Knights.

At the other end of the castle are two large smelting workshops, with eight towering chimneys spewing thick black smoke. Carloads of refined iron ore and coal were transported into the bellies of these two giant monsters, while hot molten steel was spitted out from the mouths of the monsters.

Beside the smelting workshop, there was a simple warehouse set up with oilcloth, and the shiny blue steel ingots were neatly stacked. Two guards were guarding the edge of the warehouse, looking rather lazy. No wonder, in this poor place, who would steal these steel ingots? Even if you want to steal it, it's not that easy to move a fifty kilogram steel ingot.

A large open space has been leveled outside the castle, with fine iron ore piled as high as a hill. Next to the storage yard is the original coolie camp. Now the coolie camp is no longer the smelly garbage dump it once was. Five rows of simple wooden houses have replaced the original pig den-like shacks. The camp is very neat and tidy, with a stream surrounding the camp. A few coolies were cleaning the camp.

When the noble youth is away from the territory, the production of the mines and smelting workshops is handled by Jin's dwarf apprentices. Toffler, who was subdued by Rogge, was responsible for managing the coolies and the purchase of supplies, and was the nominal manager of the territory. Doyle was in charge of defense and training, but of course this was temporary. Once the bandits are well trained, he will take Qiwei away and fly away. But Rogge was not going to let him get away with it. Talents are rare! But there were many big things to do in front of him, and the fat man didn't have time to think about the method to make Doyle cornered. From then on, he could only surrender to himself wholeheartedly.

But there will always be a way, and Rogge is confident.

After walking around the territory, Rogge and other nobles were extremely satisfied with this prosperous territory.

Roger smiled and said to Franco: "Although this Toffler is sinister, evil and afraid of death, he is really good at managing money and housekeeping. I always felt that his reports were exaggerated before, but I never expected that this old man Not only were things not falsely reported, but a lot of things were also concealed."

"Hey, isn't this because of you? You forced him to come forward to frame that old guy Ian, and now he has to surrender to us. Otherwise, as soon as we announce the facts, he won't be beaten by these tough mountain people. Were they chopped down?"

"Hey! You remember wrong, that was Kate's idea! Don't blame everything on me!"

"Does it make any difference to you to have one more and one less?" Franco said sarcastically.

Rogg thought seriously and said, "That's true."

Soon, Princess Floya’s car and Clark Chamber of Commerce’s motorcade arrived at Sellersburg. Both Froya and Benjamin were surprised by the prosperity of Sellersburg. At some point, Froya had put on a tight-fitting hunting suit and a red magic cloak. As soon as she got off the carriage, she immediately caught the eye of the bandits who were training in the square next to her. Although they had been repaired by Doyle for two months, they still had bad habits and some of them were brave enough to whistle at Froya. Doyle's face was livid with anger, and he ordered those people to come out, preparing to make their memories long.

Froya, Benjamin, Rogge and others were all arranged to rest in the main building of the castle. The squadron leader Paulus and the five squad captains who led the Golden Lion Knights this time, as well as other important figures from the Chamber of Commerce, also moved into the main building. The caravan members and the "Dragon and Beauty" knights had no choice but to stay in the bandit's house. After a lot of fuss, everyone was finally settled down. Benjamin and Froya didn't care about rest, so they followed Rogge on horseback to visit the entire Sellersburg.

After visiting the smelting workshop and mine, it was almost dusk. Froya looked at the lively coolie camp not far away and suddenly became interested. "Where is that place over there? Let's go take a look?" She leaned half of her body towards Rogge and asked affectionately.

Roger hurriedly turned his horse and took a step back, bowed and said: "Your Royal Highness, that is the coolie camp in the territory. It is the most humble and filthy place. Your Highness has a noble status and is not suitable to go to such a place."

Froya stared at Rogge with a pair of watery eyes, and asked with a clear smile: "Why do you always avoid me? Do I look so scary? Let Elder Benjamin judge! Humph. Over there is Coolie camp? It seems very clean, go and have a look! I have decided." After that, she galloped towards the coolie camp. Rogge couldn't stop him, so he had to follow behind. Benjamin had a wicked smile on his face and followed the two of them leisurely.

At this moment, the coolies have returned from work in the mine, and it is time for dinner. In the open space in the middle of the coolie camp, four large iron pots have been set up for a long time. The hot soup in the pots is boiling, and bursts of attractive fragrance are gushing out. More than two hundred coolies were lining up, carrying various utensils, waiting for a few cook-looking people to distribute food.

A tall, fat man filled the coolies' basins with spoonfuls of food and shouted energetically: "You coolies! If you can work in Sellersburg, you can replace Mr. Rogge is already a great blessing to mine! Here, you not only have enough to eat, but you can also eat meat! In tonight's meal, there is a whole pig hind leg stewed in the soup! Let's change it to something else This place, you will never know what meat tastes like in this life!"

While filling a tall and thin boy's basin with food, he continued his spiel: "Now you can not only eat meat, but you can also sleep in a house that is airtight and airtight! Little Peter, look at how thin you are. If you leave here, you will have to sleep in a pig's nest and drink things that pigs don't eat every day! As long as you work hard, no one will be whipped! Even if you are sick, you will be whipped. There are doctors! Doctors! You coolies are already better off than many free people!"

"For those of you, this place, Sellersburg! is your paradise! But don't think that this is your eternal nest! Whoever doesn't work hard, whoever has the strength to stay, will Sold to the mines of Ron Principality! When you get there, you will know what regret is!"

The fat chef shouted loudly, foaming at the mouth, and did not notice that several people not far away were looking at him with interest. Toffler, who was busy in the coolie camp, suddenly spotted Rogge and others sitting quietly on their horses in the distance. He hurriedly trotted over and said with a flattering smile: "Master Rogge, uh, and this lady and this gentleman, how come you are here! This place is really not suitable to receive you!"

Froya asked: "You are the housekeeper of Sellersburg, right? What are you doing in the coolie camp?"

Toffler looked up and saw Froya's beautiful and elegant face. Although he was over fifty, his head was still dizzy. He chuckled and replied: "Well, this noble lady... I am trusted by Master Rogge to manage the coolies and daily expenses in the castle. I have to go to this coolie camp every day to see what's going on." Is anyone injured or sick, is there enough food to eat, is there anything else that needs to be done, etc."

Froya asked a little strangely: "Coolies are very cheap. If there is a shortage of manpower, wouldn't it be enough to just buy some more?"

Toffler was also stunned for a moment and replied: "This is what Lord Rogge ordered. The villain is just doing things according to Lord Rogge's instructions. If the wisdom of the Lord is like the bright moon in the sky, the villain is just a Firefly. The villain only knows that what Lord Rogge ordered has always made sense."

Froya looked at Rogge, and there was a tendency to get angry again, so Rogge quickly took two steps back. Froya asked Rogge with a smile: "Tell me, why are these coolies so well fed? With this money, you can buy a lot of coolies, right?"

Rogge replied respectfully: "Your Highness Princess! The villain has seen these coolies living too hard before, and thinking that we are all God's people, the villain hopes that God's glory can bathe everyone in the territory. , so I ordered Toffler to give them better food and better housing."

Froya's wonderful eyes made Roger's hair stand on end. She snorted disdainfully, knowing that she couldn't get the truth out of Rogge, so she stopped paying attention to the fat man. Anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities to fix this annoying fat guy in the future. After finally getting rid of the annoying nobles in the principality, I can go out and play freely. How can I not have more fun? Right, that is it! We must fix this fat man who has been disobedient!

When Toffler heard the words "Her Royal Highness," he fell into a trance and his whole body trembled with excitement: "Her Royal Highness! She is Her Highness the Princess! She actually asked me a question! Her Royal Highness actually asked old Toffler a question Already! Oh! My Lord!"

Benjamin looked thoughtfully at the neat coolie camp, the neatly stacked raw ores beside the camp, and the faces, expressions, and movements of the coolies. After a while, he said to Rogge: "Sir Rogge, there are less than 200 coolies in your territory, but the mineral output exceeds that of a large mine in Ron Principality that uses 500 coolies. It seems that you are really unique. What a great place! I can come to Sellersburg this time and gain a lot, hehe, I gain a lot!"

At this time, the coolies had noticed several big shots coming here, and all eyes were focused on Froya's figure for an instant. The cute little man riding on the chestnut purebred horse seemed to bring a fresh breath to the entire camp.

A coolie suddenly ran out of the team. Several guards were so surprised that they didn't have time to react and let him rush over. The coolie rushed straight towards Froya. Toffler hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, but he pushed him aside. Froya, Roger and Benjamin sat quietly on the horse to see who was coming.

The coolie rushed to Froya's horse and knelt down suddenly. He raised his head and said in a very pleasant voice: "This noble lady, you must be a marquis! No, a princess! No, no, you must be a princess! Your beauty is the moon modi It is incomparable! Ah! My noble lady, my kind lady, you must not be able to bear to see your fanatical followers die in the coolie camp! You will definitely save me, Carme, a poor bard Of!"

"Karme? A poet?" Froya looked at this coolie with interest. He was in his twenties and had a very handsome face. The eyes are a very attractive blue-gray. From the look on his face, life in the coolie camp was obviously not bad.

"Roger, there is actually a poet in your coolie camp!"

Kalme turned to Rogge again: "Are you the great and wise Lord Rogge? Oh, thank the Lord, I finally met you today! I, Kalme, am willing to contribute my wisdom and knowledge to you ! As a great, wise, and far-sighted nobleman, you must need me! You will find that putting Calme in a coolie camp will be a great loss to your property!"

Calme continued to use his poetic language to describe how his talent, his knowledge, and how coolie work was an insult to his identity as a poet. Froya has lost interest in him. She turned the horse's head gracefully, turned back to Rogge and said: "I'm tired, I have to go back and change clothes. See you at dinner!" With that, this thousand-year-old misfortune was gone, leaving countless Calme. Hymns such as "My Angel" and "My Goddess" were thrown behind them.

As soon as Froya left, Rogge's face was immediately covered with a layer of frost. He stared at the bard kneeling on the ground and said coldly to Toffler: "Toffler! What's going on with this inexplicable poet?"

"Sir Rogge, he is the second batch of coolies purchased in the territory. When he first arrived, he just worked quietly. Who knows, but later he kept telling other coolies about equality, freedom and the like. For this, the villain has already whipped him severely. You know, the villain has only whipped two coolies in total, but he fully complied with the adults' instructions to 'try your best to treat the coolies who work honestly'."

With a snort, Rogge asked Kalme: "What do you know?"

The poet was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "The villain has traveled to many countries and can speak four languages! The villain has dabbled in poetry, art and even politics. The villain will definitely become the adults' right-hand assistant!"

Toffler hurriedly interjected: "Master Rogge, although he knows something, but..."

"Toffler! I know this well!" Rogge shouted.

The fat man rode his horse in a circle around Calme and said: "Come here! Hang up this **** poet and give him a good whip! Take him to the slave market tomorrow and sell him!" Remember to indicate that he is a poet and sell it at a price that is consistent with his status!"

Toffler quickly called two bandit guards and dragged the poet down who was frightened and angry and begging loudly. Toffler followed Rogge's horse with his own magic ring, and carefully asked Rogge why he dealt with it this way.

Rogg was very useful to this vague flattery. While watching two bandit guards hang the poet on the flagpole in the center of the square and whip him severely, he patiently explained to Toffler: "What I want in this territory now is to produce as much ore and steel as possible. Therefore, what we want are coolies who are willing to work honestly! Anyone who works hard will be fed, clothed, and even treated! Let his life be several times better than that of coolies in other places! Those who are dishonest, such as this poet, must be severely beaten. And we must let everyone see this difference! Only in this way can we clearly tell them what to do to earn enough money and what behavior will In exchange for a whip!"

After enjoying the poet's scream for a while, Rogge said slowly: "I am short of manpower, but what I lack is not the kind of poet who will turn himself into a coolie, so I am not interested in listening to his story! Coolies are coolies, as long as they have the strength and know how to work. They don’t need to be smart. If I let this poet go, there is no guarantee that there will not be another painter or singer among the coolies. In any case, working hard is the key to the future. The only criterion for evaluating coolies! Rules are rules and they must not be broken!"

Toffler followed obediently. Rogge warned again: "You have done a good job in the past six months! From now on, the rules in the territory should be as simple as possible. Three or four are enough, and they won't be able to remember more. But we must not be soft on the coolies who break the rules. ! Encourage those who can figure out how to do the work well. You have to remember that although coolies are slaves, they are also human beings. They should be treated as human beings, and titles such as cheap bones should be removed as much as possible. Let them regard this place as their own home, so that they will naturally think of ways to work faster. You should listen more to their ideas, maybe there will be some good ideas!"

Rogg finished arranging things for the coolie camp and rushed to the smelting workshop. Toffler stood respectfully and did not turn around until Rogge's back disappeared. He looked at the whipped poet fiercely, gritted his teeth and said: "You bastard, let me be punished by Mr. Rogge! Okay, let me see how many poems you have in your belly! I will **** pull them out for you." He rushed He stepped forward, grabbed a guard's whip, and whipped it with all his strength.

In the next two days, several nobles were very busy. The Clark Chamber of Commerce's fleet brought much-needed tools, armor, weapons, building materials, and food to Sellersburg, and now it needed to ship steel ingots and raw ore. After two busy days, fifty carts of steel ingots and more than twenty carts of refined iron ore were finally loaded. In the past few days, the Clark Chamber of Commerce has taken away more than one hundred tons of refined steel produced in the smelting workshop. However, it will take a long time for the weapons workshop to be completed. The future weapon craftsmen are still living happily in the mountains of Ron Principality. When these craftsmen arrive in their new living environment, there will be a large amount of fine steel waiting for them.

The young nobles spent an unexpected amount of time on the defense of Sellersburg. With the work of a large number of coolies and the sweat of bandits who often came as coolies, the outer walls of Sellersburg were basically repaired in just three months. Doyle used his sophisticated military vision to make considerable adjustments to the castle's defense system. Its defensive power was pretty good for such an extremely small castle.

However, what dissatisfied the young nobles was that this defense system was too, how should I put it, too humane and aboveboard. In the words of Lens: "How can you be humane to your enemies? Your brain must be filled with water. It would be easier to just stab yourself twice!"

But several young nobles knew nothing about how to defend the city. The time they could stay in Sellersburg was very limited, and they couldn't come up with any good ideas after wandering around for two days, so that was it for the time being. As for the bandits trained by Doyle, the results were impressive. More than two months of rigorous training have made these bandits energetic and strong. It seems that everyone is thicker and one size bigger than before. It seems that given time, these bandits will definitely become the backbone of the Guardian Knights.

The noble youths privately let these bandits compete with the 'Dragon and Beauty' knights for several matches, and the results surprised them even more. The bandits' physical strength and reflexes are actually not much worse than those of these veterans! However, at critical moments, the bandits will still fall to the various tricks of the veterans. If this happened on the battlefield, his life would be at risk. Of course, Doyle cannot teach these unfair tricks. Only by mixing these new recruits into the veteran team in the future can they slowly learn the "drag and beauty" knight's "sinister, vicious, lazy, greedy and slippery" nature. "The mantra of the cross is over.

While the young nobles climbed up and down, Jing Ge personally led more than 300 men in various costumes over the mountains and ridges to Sellersburg. Jing Ge was still as enthusiastic as ever. After everyone had a good time, they immediately got into the main topic of ‘hunting’.

It was obvious at a glance that all of the more than 300 people brought by Jing Ge were desperadoes, with sinister expressions and murderous intent. Three people in particular caught Roger's attention. One was a very thin middle-aged man who looked very taciturn, but when he directed everyone to set up camp, change clothes, and arrange night patrols, the seemingly rebellious slave-catching warriors immediately obeyed his instructions. One of the other two people was tall, had a strange appearance, and had a bluish complexion. The other one is like Jing Ge, fat and tall, with a smile on his face. These two people are always with Jing Ge.

The breath of the two is no different from that of ordinary humans, but the purple fire in the center of their souls cannot escape Rogge's induction. These two people are very strong, almost as strong as Paulus, the captain of the Golden Lion Knights. In other words, they are much stronger than the noble youths. What surprised Rogge was that among the entire team of slave-catching warriors, only these three were demons. It turned out that he was expecting more than half of the demon warriors.

The strength of Jing Ge's men aroused Paulus' vigilance. The powerful momentum of the fifty golden lion knights also posed a great threat to the slave-catching warriors. Although the two groups did not know each other, the warrior's intuition and instinctive reaction of fighting spirit had made them unconsciously confront each other.

The small square suddenly became quiet.

The Slave Catcher Warrior and the Golden Lion Knight both stood up and stared at each other quietly, their situation was on the verge of breaking out. The fighting spirit of both sides stirred up each other, and several small tornadoes appeared out of thin air in the central open space! The knights of "Dragon and Beauty" stood aside and watched from a distance with the attitude of watching a good show.

Jing Ge, Rogge and Benjamin were chatting not far away about the last details of this 'hunting' activity. The storming momentum of the two sides immediately alarmed them. As soon as the fat man behind Jing Ge mentioned his fighting spirit, a layer of green mist immediately enveloped his whole body. He fell to the center of the opposing sides like a wisp of light smoke. This fat man is really strong. Looking at his body, he weighs more than 200 kilograms at least, but his body is so light.

As soon as he fell into the field, he immediately affected the momentum of both parties. There were a few who were relatively weak in martial arts who couldn't control themselves and attacked him. After all, Paulus and the middle-aged warriors led by him were far more powerful than his men. They came first and took action to block their men's offensive. Only two of the Golden Lion Knights were unable to control themselves and took action, while nearly twenty of the slave-catching warriors took action. The middle-aged samurai hurriedly stopped only seven or eight of his men. The remaining dozen samurai still greeted the fat man with various weapons.

The fat man shouted loudly, the green light surged, and his fighting spirit faintly transformed into a ferocious monster. A dozen slave-catching warriors came into contact with his fighting spirit and flew back as if struck by lightning. The fat man didn't have a hard time either. After fighting against more than a dozen people, he took a dozen steps back in succession, with blood coming from the corner of his mouth. Rogge and Jing Ge hurried over and restrained their men.

The Golden Lion Knights have never been very respectful to Rogge, and Paulus even looked down on this temporary boss who was not as powerful as himself. Although Ofiloch ordered him to do so, he would not openly contradict Rogge, but privately he never listened to Rogge's orders. As the squadron leader of the Knights of the Golden Lion, Paulus himself held the title of colonel and the title of baron. In terms of status, he is even higher than Rogge. What's more, under the leadership of Ofilok, the Golden Lion Knights have never been defeated, which makes them look down on good gangsters like Rogge and the "Dragon and Beauty" Knights.

Rogge called Paulus aside, and then the two began to argue fiercely, and the sound gradually became louder and louder. Paulus didn't think he had done anything wrong at all. He just couldn't be polite to these people with evil auras. He also stared at Rogge and spit out the words "evil breath" through gritted teeth. Rogge was furious. If the fat man hadn't become more sophisticated in recent years, he would have immediately wanted to teach the arrogant Paulus a lesson. Although Paulus is a thirteenth-level holy knight, his strength far exceeds that of Rogge, a necromancer. However, Rogge's strength is far more than meets the eye.

Equipped with the "Reincarnation" armor and the battle ax "Soul Binding", Rogge itself was like a movable fortress, enough to make most of Paulus' attacks in vain. On the contrary, Rogge's magic Paulus cannot be ignored. What's more, there is Fengyue behind Rogge who will not lose to Paulus even if he fights alone?

Rogg suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly: "Your Excellency Paulus, as a knight who cherishes his honor, you have accepted Lord Ofiloch's order and fully assisted me in completing this hunt. '! What you are doing now is not conducive to fulfilling the responsibilities you have undertaken, so I doubt your chivalry!"

"What did you say! How dare you insult my faith and honor, I demand a duel with you!" Paulus was furious and his hand was already on the hilt of his sword.

"Your Excellency Paulus, your honor should be maintained by your actions. I cannot insult your honor. It is not a knight's behavior to duel for personal grudges before the responsibility is relieved. This time' When I come back from the hunt, I am willing to have a clear discussion with you in front of Lord Ofiloch. I will also accept your duel invitation at that time! But before that, I reiterate that I, Rogge, am responsible for this operation. The supreme command of the Golden Lion Knight! You must obey every order of mine! If you cannot do this, I will take over your command of the Golden Lion Knight ~IndoMTL.com~ and please go back to Lille City to fight against Ofilo Your Excellency, please explain everything!"

Roger moved out of Ofiloch, and Paulus also knew that what he did was really inappropriate. At the moment, he could only say angrily: "Okay! I will help you complete this mission! But after the 'hunting' is completed, we will see!"

Rogg ignored him and went back to coordinating operations with Benjamin and Jing Ge.

In the early morning two days later, a huge caravan set off from Sellersburg. Although the 'Dragon and Beauty' knights, the slave-catching warriors and the golden lion knights are divided into three distinct groups, after changing into uniform mercenary uniforms, outsiders cannot see the internal contradictions. Under the strong pressure of Rogge and Jing Ge, the slave-catching warriors and the Golden Lion Knight finally managed to live in peace. This really disappointed Froya, who had always wanted to watch the fun. Fortunately, the journey was still long, and she still had plenty of opportunities to ravage Rogge, an interesting prey.

After seeing Sellersberg, it was the first time that she really became interested in this little fat man with an unattractive appearance.

Anyway, this ‘hunting’ with twists and turns is finally about to begin. The mysterious Principality of Ron is quietly waiting for them ahead.

(End of Moonfall Volume)