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The Viscount was silent for a moment for this answer, "Not just the name?" Then he gave a sarcastic smile.

"Your lord seems to have told me that you are not his knight?"

"He did not recognize me as his knight. In fact, I was sworn to be his squire with a sword." The viscount raised his eyebrows and looked at the strange metal bow on his back. Fan Tianlan, who was indistinguishable from others in his tribe, met his gaze with an unwavering gaze, "He did reject me, but so what. Loyalty is not just a contract."

The Viscount looked at him for a while, and then said, "Loyalty without a contract does not exist in this world."

"Most of the time it does."

"So you still have expectations? For this unfathomable Favored One?" The Viscount smiled, "How similar you are to me back then. But you can bet on such a person, Even if you fail in the future, there is nothing to be ashamed of. Of course, if your choice is correct, the rewards in the future will be very rich."

Fan Tianlan did not respond to his words. This attitude was not because he acquiesced to the Viscount's assertion, but because the two had completely different values, and there was no need to explain it at all.

The Viscount looked up at the twilight in the sky, and the slender cloud bands hung on the treetops, smudged into a gentle red in the afterglow of the setting sun.The sky was a clear dark blue, and occasionally some wings passed through the staggered colors. He stood quietly for a while, and then said, "But there is one thing I don't quite understand."

He turned his gaze back to the black-haired young man, "Except for the storm lord Astaros, the 'Prince Prince' Jaga, who has never publicly demonstrated his ability, when will there be a third favored person in this world?"

"What doesn't appear in front of people doesn't mean it doesn't exist." Fan Tianlan replied coldly.

"Really?" the Viscount said flatly, "Although I want to find out the true meaning of this 'magician' who came to this land, but thanks to you, he is very guarded against me. If you want to stay away from the control of the Storm Tyrant Come to the west side of Central Continent to establish a foothold. Along the way, there will be countless kings and lords who are willing to pay any price, as long as he can stay in their own land. After all, in addition to strength, he is also very talented as a manager , there are probably only a few imperial consuls who can be compared with it, right?"

"..." Fan Tianlan looked at the relaxed Viscount with an unpredictable expression.

"According to your current development, after three years, there may be... an army of at least a thousand people, a quarter of which, or more, come from the survivors." The Viscount smiled slightly, "A straight army The army belonging to those who are gifted with strength is around, no matter for the Orc Empire or Hermes, it is not something to be happy about."

"It's just a conclusion based on imagination. That's all you have to say?"

"Before everything happens, no one can be sure that the current prediction will not become a reality." The Viscount said, looking into Fan Tianlan's black eyes, "Didn't your two-color eyes look at a similar future? Even if you are still alive , but as long as there is a slight opportunity, the survivors will be like weeds, tenaciously resurrecting in any corner, such as the Havel Dominion."

"I haven't heard of it." Fan Tianlan replied calmly, "But survival is the instinct of every race. Central Continent is very vast, and it is not unusual for anything to happen anywhere."

"Although survival is an instinct, but like you, the race that can threaten the foundation of the empire and the church... probably only the demons on the other side of the rift." The Viscount thought about it for a while, and then smiled softly, "They are A born archmage, and you are born knights, and not just knights. In the Central Empire, you can still see all kinds of traces of your past glorious civilization. Looking back, your civilization is so special, There is hardly any resemblance to other races... almost as if from another world."

Fan Tianlan looked at him with some sarcasm in his eyes, "Is the race that you nobles recognize in education half the number of races that actually live in Central Continent?"

"Nature without power will not be recorded." The Viscount said, when describing this cruel law, his expression was extremely natural, "'Only the words of kings and gods can be carried by the wind', this is not what you said in your mercenary career. Are the rules long overdue?"

"And then?" Fan Tianlan looked at him, "Without power or weak power, there is no right to speak. A knight's survival is another knight's blood; a mage's progress is another mage's head. ;An empire stands on the basis of half of the continent, and it has been the same throughout the ages."

The Viscount smiled, "I'm glad you still remember these teachings."

"So in your eyes, he is the same as you." Fan Tianlan said lightly, "What else are you looking for in him?"

"Those who are endowed with strength are almost the same in essence." The Viscount said, "If I hadn't had other affairs in my hands, I would have been looking forward to continuing to wait and see, to see what redemption ushered in for those of you who were born of despair. It’s still a new nightmare. Of course, I’m just wary of this magician’s intentions. After all, there is a Hermes in my surname. If your lord wants to do something to my hometown in the future, I will It’s very, very embarrassing.”

Although the smiling expression on the viscount's face has not disappeared, his eyes have stripped away the calmness of You Rong in the past, and will always hide it, revealing the cruelty and sharpness of a schemer and a bloody warrior, "After all, a family member who has never been in this world Those who have strange powers and are still so young, even if they are separated by thousands of miles, they will still be daunting."

Just like responding to the appearance of the viscount's abandonment, the intelligent and taciturn young man who followed the black-haired magician seemed to have mutated into another existence in an instant.Bright gold floated around the black pupils, like prominences, and words fell from the air one by one, with a cold taste of iron and blood, "—don't draw his attention, unless you really want to die."

A gust of strong wind suddenly blew in front of him, shaking the chain on the viscount's wrist, and the collision made a soft noise.Raising his eyes to meet the eyes of this brilliant former mercenary, the Viscount narrowed his eyes.

"The eye of the eclipse..." he whispered, his expression very strange, "Even if you express normal scruples to your master, is it considered an offense? Is your self-esteem too sensitive, or your master is too fragile?"

The next moment he tasted the bitter fruit of lying, the black-haired youth knocked him down in the blink of an eye.Being pressed heavily on his chest by his knees, the Viscount groaned and opened his eyes. The black-haired young man had already held a branch with a broken tip in his hand, and the sharp slit stopped not far from his green eyes. to a finger's width.

Looking away from the threat at the slightest distance, the Viscount looked up at the ruthless young man. Not only was there no fear on his face, but the corners of his mouth curled up, showing a malicious smile that was completely different from his usual image, "...As expected of Ming River crosser, Arslan, the god of silvery death."

The young man with different eyes didn't respond to him. Amidst the real murderous aura, the Viscount smiled again, "The aura is amazing, but if you don't really do something, this look is no different from a coquettish woman."

But Fan Tianlan was not provoked again after a few breaths, and although the strange color in his eyes hadn't disappeared, the sharp murderous intent pervading around him gradually receded.After throwing the branch aside, he stood up.

"Since you have signed a contract with him, I will not kill you. At least not now." Fan Tianlan said, "Besides you are so weak."

The "weak" Viscount sat up from the ground, "..."

"He is not interested in you, or you." Fan Tianlan lowered his eyes and said to him coldly, "Don't assume that he is as bad as you just because you are despicable. No matter what plans you have, don't get in the way he."

"What is he trying to do here? Survive, or rule?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Fan Tianlan said, "The surname of Hermes was abandoned when you took over the sword of power from someone in the Central Empire. What happens here has nothing to do with you?"

"You even know about that incident, and it really is a bad story spread far and wide." The Viscount raised his eyebrows, "I have one last question, how long does your master plan to stay here?"

"—until he wants to leave."

The black-haired young man turned and left. The Viscount sat on the ground for a while before slowly standing up.The breeze blew past his back, and his sweat-soaked clothes made him feel chilly. He rubbed his chest and coughed a few times, and he murmured, "Lord Solaris, you have a good eye for finding a successor... I'm afraid my bones are Cracked."

Just in terms of skills, even if the Viscount is facing an opponent at the level of a great swordsman, he can still fight evenly.In the Dragon's Back secret path, he was caught without a fight because he was exhausted in the previous battles. In the face of a large number of survivors, it is wiser to compromise temporarily than to forcefully break through.At that time, Fan Tianlan's performance left a deep impression on him. At that moment, he relied on his instinct of fighting for a long time to block the attack.In fact, he doesn't care much about the outcome of martial arts. Today's provocation is to reconfirm Arslan's strength. If there is a third time, the Viscount will basically not fight directly with him-no matter how superb the skill is, in the He is also vulnerable under completely unequal strength and speed, and as a well-known mercenary, Arslan has never lacked the opportunity to fight, and after studying with Lord Solaris for a year, he is in the battle. Skills will only improve more.

If he remembers correctly, Arslan is at most 20 years old this year, so in another ten years, when he reaches the peak of his warrior power... what kind of monster will appear then?

The only one who can control such a warrior is a strange existence like a black-haired magician.Fortunately, it seems that they really have nothing to do with the fanatical returners from Javier, and as long as they are still tied to these people, there will be no threat to the viscount's plan for quite a while.

Compared with the viscount's way of thinking that it takes eighteen turns to reach a conclusion, the other person's troubles are much simpler.

The light in the tent was already very dim, Yun Shen turned on the solar lamp that had been basking on the top of the tent for a day, and then bent down with it, looking for the small gear that accidentally fell to the ground.Small things are always easy to fall off, especially in narrow and messy places.

Compared with today's noon, the log table showed a completely different scene.The sand table and drawing board have been driven to nowhere, and the desktop is full of large and small parts, and quite a few parts have been assembled. Although it has not been completed yet, the unique precision and complexity of industrial machinery have been fully expressed. After coming out, the young man who had just returned to the tent stared at those things for a while before realizing that Yun Shen was not there—in fact, he was, but he just got out from under the table.

"..." Fan Tianlan reached out to take the desk lamp in his hand. After looking around, he couldn't find any place to put it down, so he took it in his hand.

"Thank you." Yun Shen smiled at him, and then patted his dusty clothes. The tall young man on the opposite side bent down to tidy up for him silently. After a while, Yun Shen realized that his actions were not just this. mean.

"...Tian Lan?"

Putting the desk lamp in his hand on the ground, Fan Tianlan stretched out his hand to hold Yun Shen's right hand, raised his head and asked, "Why don't you want to be called Master or Your Excellency?"

Yun Shen wanted to pull him up, but there was a gap in strength, as long as the young man under his feet didn't have that intention, there was nothing he could do.Sighing softly, Yun Shen bent down and said to him with a little helplessness, "Are the values ​​different?"

"I do not quite understand."

Yun Shen smiled wryly, "It's just a deep-rooted notion from the past. I don't think I'm more noble than anyone else... Even if what I do can make you appreciate it, respect doesn't just come from kneeling and obedience. Way."

"This is my choice, and you don't have to bear it." Fan Tianlan said, "However, I don't want to call you a magician like them."

For some reason, this kind of request sounded quite childish. Although Yun Shen felt helpless against his stubbornness, he still smiled at him and said, "Then call me teacher. You can still call me by my name in private. "

"... Yun Shen?"

"Ah."

"Yun Shen." The young man kneeling on the ground repeated in a low voice, then raised his head and said to Yun Shen, "I want you to give me a sword."