Knight with Wand

In the lord's hall of Avalon Fortress, Leon received a real "dwarf envoy" in a sense, not the nonsense he had used to cover up the identity of the survivors of Herran.

After two months, Leon saw the dwarf furnace guard captain Herm again who had left earlier. Leon was secretly surprised at the efficiency of his return from this home-seeking trip.

It's not that he was surprised by how quickly the opponent returned to Avalon Castle.

Leon had already seen the flying beasts they rode from a distance from the rooftop of the fortress this morning.

The kind of "manticore" with a lion-like head, fleshy wings on its back, and a long tail with spines at the end, is also called a "manticore". It is larger than a hippogriff, but still one size smaller than a gryphon. Although its flight speed and height are far inferior to those of hippogriffs and griffins, it is still a flying beast. It can travel in a straight line from the sky much faster than traveling on horseback.

They are being guarded outside the city by a few accompanying dwarf riders, so as not to disturb and anger the deathclaws in the gryphon tower.

Fortunately, they didn't meet in the wild, otherwise the adult griffons would kill all manticores that broke into their territory, especially if the deathclaws and cubs needed protection.

With a manticore mount for transportation, it is not surprising that Herm came back so quickly.

What Leon was really surprised about was that the survivors of Herran actually found the dwarf settlement that everyone in this era has been searching for in vain within a month or two.

Subtracting his estimate of Manticore's flight efficiency, he silently estimated how far they could go overland at the speed of Herm and his party in more than a month.

During this time, the dwarves may only be able to reach the areas surrounding the Kingdom of Orland at most.

There are also Helaen settlements around the northern border, which is also huge news.

Leon believed that there was definitely no problem with the information Laura told him. In all likelihood, the ancient Herans had indeed left as a whole family.

What the other party found should be another possibility that Laura guessed at the beginning. That is, the "remnants" like Herm who, due to some unexpected reasons, did not catch up with the ancient dwarf king and his people.

Sitting on the chair, Leon touched his chin and continued to look sideways at the strange dwarf warriors who accompanied Herm to see him.

The most direct evidence is that the senses given by the armor and weapons on them are very different from the ancient equipment worn by the dwarves of the Edel Mine Team.

The thick and sturdy heavy armor on these strange dwarves can also be said to be of excellent quality. The armor and weapons engraved with the Herran runes are obviously of extraordinary quality.

However, we can still find that the styles of their armors, which are gold and copper-colored, have curved inlays, and are interlocked with exquisite devices, are very different from those of ancient rune furnace guards and furnace technicians such as Helm and Adea.

If I had to compare this feeling, Leon seemed to have seen the general dwarf image in the art works of his previous life, standing side by side with the Caraton Skymaster in the West Omar era. He did not look like his contemporaries at all.

These dwarves are probably not from the same time period as Hearne.

Perhaps, they may be the descendants of the earlier "remnants", and maybe they have never seen the civilization of the ancient Herans.

If it were six to seven hundred years, even with the lifespan of a dwarf, there would have been several generations.

"Lord Leon, Ms. Olivia has already talked to us. Since you are facing the threat of war, the Helaans will not ignore the difficulties of their friends. How about this.

Adeya and the others will continue to work here until we support some craftsmen of the same clan to come to Avalon and complete your ordnance orders for them. There are no technical problems with those armors. It will be the same for any of my clansmen. We will wait for the second batch of craftsmen. Come here to solve your needs, and they will leave on their own. "Herm assured, patting his breastplate.

"Of course I can accept this proposal. Don't worry, I won't force your people to stay." Leon nodded in agreement, but compared to the other party's rush to pick up the dwarf survivors, he was actually more concerned about another important issue.

"Where will you live in the future? Now that you have found the location of your kindred race, will the Avalon Territory be lucky enough to establish contact and contact with the Kingdom of Herran?" Leon asked.

Helm hugged his helmet, raised his hand and scratched his beard, glanced sideways at the Steelforge guards beside him, shrugged rather awkwardly and replied: "I'm sorry, I can't tell you too much. I am no longer with the mainland countries." Traveling is now the decision of our clan leader, and it is related to our safety.

However, out of gratitude for your help, if there is a lot of demand for weapons and armor in Avalon, I promise that I will make a batch for you free of charge with my colleagues in the mining team in the future and send it over as a gift. "

Leon was pleasantly surprised. Free dwarf weapons were of great value.

And he also inferred a lot of things from the other party's words.

The number of Hlaans who were unfortunately left in this world must not be large, otherwise how could their leaders be so wary of the outside world.

However, faced with the immediate crisis, Leon still did not want to give up any potential allies he could reach.

He told Herm and others the real difficulty: "To tell you the truth, Lord Herm, during the time you left, a disaster was spreading in this area. If it cannot be contained, the entire continent may face it in the future. No one can escape the monstrous disaster alone. I still hope to establish diplomatic relations with you and get as much help as possible."

After informing these dwarves about the news about eastern Kantadar, Leon saw the shock on their faces even though their beards couldn't hide it.

A few bearded men spoke privately in Herran, a language that Leon couldn't understand, with sultry voices and saliva flying everywhere.

Hem frowned, as if he had argued with others, but was still held by another companion, and his tone sounded particularly solemn.

Leon waited patiently.

Hem turned around for a long time and responded: "Ulfgard's egg, I can't easily believe this news, and I can't give you an immediate answer. I have to go back and inform the king before making a decision."

"Of course, I expect your king to make a wise choice. I will mark the location that is threatened by the undead on the map. You have a lion scorpion to ride, so you can go to investigate the truth, but don't go deep into it. I can't guarantee how many dangers there are in that area that have not yet appeared." Leon warned.

After the dwarves left the hall, Leon leaned back in his chair and thought, and he couldn't think of any better words.

No matter where the dwarf settlements are still in the world, they must be separated from here by at least a piece of northern land. With such a long distance, and tens of millions of Feru people from the Kingdom of Orland in the middle, even if the dwarf leader believes his intelligence, he is unlikely to be as anxious as himself.

Leon could only hope that the dwarf king of the time was not a short-sighted mediocre person.

I'll go to Laura later to think of a solution. I wonder if my little teacher has a good idea to impress the dwarf king mentioned by Hem and pay attention to the crisis happening here.

After dealing with the dwarves, Leon got up to arrange the expedition of the Knights.

Within half a month, the army must be assembled and follow Earl Elliver to the north of the Usato Mountains to meet General Trosa.

The mobilization order issued by Ledwin cannot be avoided. Even if he doesn't want to go south to waste time and life on the battlefield of Usato, as the lord of Orland, he must fulfill the corresponding military obligations to the king.

According to the scale of his fiefdom, providing one hundred soldiers is the most basic requirement, and the knights recorded in the kingdom must also respond to the call.

Of course, knights who cannot apply can pay a "shield tax" of four gold crowns per month instead of serving.

Corvis is traveling with Larian to a foreign land. He doesn't know where to find his knight ranger companions. He can't estimate the time of his return. He will probably miss the assembly, and he will definitely have to pay a shield tax to make up for it.

Akau was delayed because of the mission he was assigned, and he will definitely pay for him.

The same is true for Olivia. Leon dare not let her wander under the eyes of King Ledwin and Count Trosa. He can't let her follow this trip. He can only ask her and the attendant Treya to stay in Avalon to help everyone manage and guard the territory.

In order to prevent any accidents in the territory, Leon will also leave several light cavalry and eleven heavy cavalry in the Knights in Avalon for Olivia to command and dispatch.

Anyway, it's not an independent battle. The army of the Thorn Flower Family has a complete cavalry unit, and it's enough to ensure that the number of infantry is sufficient.

Brian also has to stay, not only because of his inconvenience in running long distances, but also because the ongoing recruitment and training of new recruits for the Knights cannot be separated from the host and supervision of the old knight.

In this way, except for the few people who stayed behind for their own reasons, the rest of the Knights of Avalon will be dispatched.

Including himself, Azerien, Lohak, Zabron, Filippo and others, a square flag knight, twelve lower knights, eight knight attendants, and a hundred soldiers consisting of lancers and crossbowmen will follow Elifer's army to the battlefield of Cantadar.

Twenty-one heavy cavalry, one hundred professional soldiers, six or seven small baggage wagons pulled by single pack horses, and the monthly consumption of food and grass outside the war will be about thirteen tons, including food and some meat for the soldiers, as well as hay and various grains for the war horses.

Fortunately, after all, it is a national war in response to the king's call, not a war launched by the lords themselves, and this heavy logistical pressure is not entirely borne by the lords who have applied.

The kingdom will bear 40% to 50% of the food and grass consumption for the armies of each great lord.

The great lord will also bear 40% to 50% of the supply for the armies of the vassals under his command.

Leon estimated that Avalon only needed to bear about 6.5 tons of food and grass supply per month. The rest would be allocated to his troops by the lord. As long as the war did not drag on for too long beyond the expected time, the Avalon public treasury reserves that had just collected taxes would be able to fully support it.

The three troops that went out to order military expansion and weapons, Azerien and Ms. Martha's team had not returned yet, only Lohak had just returned to Avalon not long ago because of his closer journey.

Seeing that there were not enough people for the meeting, Leon did not send anyone to summon him. He only asked the servants about the boy's whereabouts, and then left the main castle and walked towards the Midtown Academy, ready to talk to him about the expedition.

The brothers have always wanted to kill their enemies. Although the real murderer who killed the three families has not been found yet, it is said that the enemy of this war is the Kantardar army that invaded Serian from the east. I believe that Lohak and Azerian must want to personally make those troops who invaded their hometown and burned and killed pay the price.

Holding a bunch of lily of the valley found and picked in the valley in the morning, Lohak suppressed his joy and walked briskly.

Trying to recall the few poems taught by his sister, he came to the big house of the college to find the lovely girl he liked, and wanted to give her a gift while the fragrance of the flowers was still there.

The "big boy" with a height of two meters and a tiger's strength tiptoed to the second floor, came to the edge of the classroom, and looked out of the door with his head down.

Unfortunately, the girl's figure was not seen. Ms. Veresa was teaching some children in the house.

".Looking for Miss Sally again?"

The pleasant voice behind him startled Lohak.

He turned around and saw Miss Margarina holding the documents and smiling.

"Ah, no, no!" The oversized boy was so embarrassed that he wanted to hide the flowers behind him.

However, he had just been seen by the other party, and this clumsy action was undoubtedly a cover-up.

"Good morning, Sir Lohak." Margarina smiled softly with her lips covered, pointed to the west of the house and reminded: "Miss Sally is in the backyard, taking the children to relax and practice dancing."

"Oh! Thank you, Miss Margarina." Lohak's face was hot in the other party's good-natured teasing, and he hurriedly ran down the stairs.

When he ran outside, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he had made up his mind to pursue the lovely Miss Sally, Lohak didn't want to make this matter too well known to avoid embarrassing the other party.

Although the girl was once the daughter of a noble family in her hometown, she is now helpless.

Lohak didn't want to be the kind of clown who bullies others with his power in the stories of the bards.

Walking to the backyard of the big house, he looked down at his body again and couldn't help but feel discouraged.

An unusually tall and sturdy body is indeed something that a warrior should be proud of.

But this hunchbacked iron tower physique is not only easy to scare Miss Sally, but also ridiculous when dancing.

Whenever Lohak thought of this, he couldn't help but imagine exchanging his body shape with Azerien.

If he had that elegant and handsome face and figure, it would be so easy to please Sally. While he was daydreaming, he suddenly heard a commotion before he entered the spacious yard.

There were the sounds of young men fighting, screaming and cursing, and Sally's anxious shouting.

A boy cursed angrily: ". Bastard! Go to hell, stupid pig! Lowly bastard!"

Another thin boy struggled without giving in: ". Pig! - Bah! You are the bastard!"

". Pull them apart! Help me pull them apart!" Calling for help from the bewildered children beside her, Sally's pretty face was about to cry.

She tried very hard to pull away the boy who was punching and kicking another child.

But the world can testify that although she is the teacher of the boys, she is actually only a 15-year-old girl, only a few years older than these boys. Sally couldn't pull the two boys apart with such strength.

A few enthusiastic boys wanted to help the poor little teacher, but when they looked up and saw the majestic figure coming, they were so scared that their hair stood on end.

A shadow like an iron tower suddenly blocked the sunlight above Sally's head.

Without waiting for the flustered girl to look up in confusion, Lohak stretched out his left hand, and with five fingers as strong as tree roots, he lifted up the boy who was pressing on the other boy like a chicken.

The unstoppable terrifying force made the boy think he was being held by a dragon.

He stopped struggling, turned his head, and saw the familiar face with sword-like eyebrows and tiger eyes, and his breathing paused for a few seconds.

".Lo. Brother Lohak."

The backyard was quiet in an instant, leaving only the two boys' rapid breathing of excitement.

Sally saw that the people came to help separate the fighting boys, and she felt much more relieved.

".Thank you, it's a good thing you are here, Sir Lohak." She stood up and adjusted her skirt, and smiled helplessly.

Lohak smiled at her, but he was no longer in the romantic mood.

Because he recognized the child who was riding on the thin classmate and beating him.

The other party was from Longka under his rule, the grandson of the Longka village official, and the little brother who had been taken care of by him.

Holding the boy in one hand, Lohak stuffed the lily of the valley in his hand to Sally.

The girl was stunned for a moment when she saw the flowers in front of her, and then she took them in a daze.

Lohak put down the boy in his hand.

He looked at the other boy with a bruised face, and then he asked the grandson of the village official of Longka in front of him: "Duke, why are you fighting?"

Duke, who was breathing rapidly, was a little afraid of the lord in front of him, but he gritted his teeth and pointed at the boy who had just been beaten by him.

"That bastard! He is a Kantadar! I hate him!" Seeing the lord brother in his hometown, the boy seemed to have someone to support him, and said hatefully.

The boy who was pointed at tightened his cheeks and pursed his lips in anger, but still held back and did not speak. He remembered that he was now under the rule of Lord Orland.

"He is indeed a Kantadar, there are many Kantadars here." Lohak nodded and asked, "Then what? I'm asking why you are fighting."

After saying that, he looked at the beaten Kantadar boy and asked in Uriah, "What happened?"

"Sir, he called me stupid as a pig, I didn't dare to talk back, and he bumped into me, so we fought." The boy with a bruised face didn't dare to offend the nobles, and answered honestly.

"You provoked him just to beat up the Kantadar?" Lohak turned his head.

Duke already understood these simple Uriah words. He opened his mouth, his eyes reddened with anxiety: "My Lord, you know! My father! My father was killed by the Kantardars! Only his head with eyes dug out was sent back. I wish I could dig out the eyes of all the Kantardars to avenge him!"

Lokhak listened to the hatred in the boy's mouth and still stared at him: "Do you mean you want revenge here?"

Seemingly aroused by his father's blood feud, this emotion overshadowed his fear for a time. He shouted to Lokhak with tears in his eyes: "Shouldn't I!? Shouldn't the Kantardars die!"

Rohark was unmoved and raised his finger to point to another young man from Kantadar, who was standing behind the boys and had an obviously strong physique: "Then why don't you go find him first? He is also from Kantadar."

Duke looked over with red eyes.

Somewhat dumb

He was the son of the mayor of a town in the south. He was as strong as an ox.

Rohark seemed to know what the young man was thinking, so he actually pulled out the dagger hanging on his side and threw it directly in front of Duke.

Seeing the gleaming blade rolling to his feet, Duke took two steps back in shock.

"Pick it up and you can do it. Kill him and dig out his eyes." Lohark said coldly.

The tall Kantadar boy who was pointed at took a step back in shock.

Duke's breathing was rapid in excitement, and he looked up in confusion.

"You have the right to take revenge. Go now and kill the enemy in your eyes. I won't stop you, and I won't let anyone else stop you."

Rohark continued expressionlessly: "Not just them, there are many Kantardar people here, your teacher Ms. Vereesa, Ms. Margarina, and her husband, Knight Larian, is also a Kantardar. Tadar people

Do what you want to do, starting with these Kantadar classmates in front of you. "

In Duke's immature brain, even his thinking ability seemed to be turned into paste. He unexpectedly picked up the sharp noble dagger out of anger.

——Keng!

Rohark drew out the long sword at his waist at the same time.

The cold light so close at hand frightened the young man that his limbs suddenly went cold, and the dagger he had just picked up immediately fell back to the ground.

Rohark calmly comforted the young man: "Don't be afraid, I won't do anything until you complete your 'revenge'.

Until you become a thug stained with the blood of innocent people, I will personally chop off your head. "

"I don't understand, sir, why? Why do you want to favor a Kantardar! Your parents are also attracted by them."

Duke was so frightened that he cried, his voice trembling with confusion.

However, before he finished speaking, Rohark half-crouched down with his sword in his hand and pulled up the young man's chin.

Looking at the boy who was as old as his younger brother in front of him, Rohark's voice was as ferocious as a demon. Every word, his face was distorted with rage, as if he had turned into an inhuman ghost.

"My parents died tragically in the atrocities of the Kantadar people. Duke, until now, I have never wanted to tear up the flesh and blood of those murderers and thugs for even a second. Crush their blood and bones with my teeth, Chew up their skin and flesh and eat them alive.”

Duke's cry was instantly stuck in his throat.

Rohark's ferocious face slowly relaxed, and his voice no longer fluctuated.

".So, after becoming a knight, I swear that I will not only find the murderer of my family but kill him with a thousand knives."

He also wants to chop all the bastards like them who don't deserve to live into pieces with his own hands and send them into the bottomless abyss.

I will take revenge on all these beasts. After saying that, he let go of the young man, stood up with his sword in hand, lowered his head and asked Duke, who was looking at him blankly:

"What about you? Do you want to pick up a dagger, kill the innocent classmates next to you, become a beast like those thugs, and then be killed by me?

Or should you put away your resentment of torturing innocent people until you find the murderer of your father and repay the blood debt yourself? "

After hearing this, Duke couldn't help but sit down on the ground in frustration, and couldn't help sobbing louder.

“.But how can I find them?

When I grow up, they may have died on the battlefield." The young man cried aggrievedly to the eldest brother.

Seeing the child make his choice, Lohark finally softened his expression.

"So what? Aren't there a lot of damned people in this world who can't be killed? Or would you rather beat up an innocent classmate than kill all the bastards who do the same thing as your enemies?" Lohark said, taking it back. He picked up the long sword, picked up the dagger and put it back into its sheath.

He waited quietly for the boy in front of him, and his crying gradually subsided.

After a long time, after all the children around him had been taken away by Saili, Duke stopped crying, rubbed his eyes and got up from the ground: "Brother Lohak, I'm sorry, I have embarrassed Lonka."

"Do you still want revenge?" Lohark asked.

"I want to." Duke lowered his head and asked hesitantly for a long time, "Should I not want to?"

"If you dare, I will slap you on behalf of your grandfather now." Lohark glared at him.

He turned around and finally showed a smile: "How do you want to take revenge now?"

After being angry and crying, Duke seemed to feel a lot more relaxed. He looked up at the lord brother and said, "Go and find those murderers and those villains like murderers in the world. I think I want to become a powerful knight like you, so You can take revenge on them.”

"Becoming a knight? A knight can't bully innocent and weak people. You just provoked and beat up your classmates. How do you deal with it?"

"I'm going to apologize! No, I have to let him beat me back."

"It's a deal, even one less punch won't matter. If he has a few purple spots on his face, your face will be the same, and you'll have to pay him a few more punches! Until the other party forgives you."

Rohak rubbed the boy's hair and used another damaging move: "If he doesn't dare to hit you, you hit him and force him to fight back and beat you up hard. Do you understand?"

"Yeah! I understand!" The boy nodded.

Seeing Duke get up and run back to the college building to apologize, Lohark relaxed his tense expression and sighed.

Maybe it's because of similar experiences.

He liked this kid very much when he was in Longka. He often took care of him during his stay in Longka. According to his grandfather, his father was the previous Longka village official. He was recruited to the northeast of Thorn Flower Territory and died on the border when resisting the harassment of Kantadar. In the end, only a head was found in the pile of inhuman Jingguan.

Thinking of the hatred this child had, Luohak shook his head. If he hadn't met his current companions, he would have the same idea as the other party just now.

However, he met too many people, and he learned how to classify his enemies by their behavior rather than their ethnicity.

Gradually letting go of his thoughts, Luohak clenched his right hand regretfully.

He wanted to give flowers to the girl he liked, but he only cared about teaching the kid a lesson halfway. He hoped that his ferocious and frightening appearance just now had not frightened Miss Sally.

He clapped his hands and turned to leave. Suddenly, he saw Leon leaning against the wall at the entrance of the backyard and staring at him with a smile.

For no reason, Lohak felt a sense of embarrassment as if he was being scrutinized by an acquaintance.

Leon walked over with relief and climbed onto his good brother's shoulder.

"Now it seems that my past worries were unnecessary.

Lohak, you are a true knight. I am proud to be your close friend."

Hearing Leon's serious praise, Lohak's face became even hotter.

"Don't laugh at me. I just feel that if it were you, you would definitely say that to me." The big man scratched his face. He was just instinctively imitating the other person's tone.

"No, you don't understand. If I were you, I would definitely not be as good as you."

Leon shook his head sincerely.

The teacher's tea room on the second floor.

Sally gently fiddled with the white lily of the valley in her hand.

She couldn't help but lower her head and sniffed the fragrance.

On this flower that rarely blooms in summer, there is a strong fragrance and a nobleness that makes people fall in love.

Attached with 3,200 words, it can be regarded as a free little extra of Lohak. Alas, it’s December 2nd, my birthday, but unfortunately I still can’t stop working overtime and typing.