You call this a shield?

If it weren't for the fact that almost all the people present were white... Hey, that's not right, who said that the traitors of the rebel army must be hostile to him?

It’s just that he didn’t understand. Yesterday, Aldrich deliberately stayed for a day to rest. He probably wanted to discuss with these people first. Why did he suddenly look out of control now?

For the time being, let's think that Aldrich didn't communicate well.

"Since you are hired, I want to test whether the strength of the people I hired can meet expectations, is there no problem?"

"Since you don't trust us, don't even mention hiring us from the start. Besides, we didn't even think about it, sent us tasks without authorization, and wanted us to show our sincerity without authorization? This is not playing tricks with you. Suggest and Put your jaw in before someone speaks."

"This kid wants to hire you, not us! I don't want you unreliable outsiders to go at all!"

Ah!

Sheld hammered his palm slightly, so it turned out that it was because there was no boss position in the end, but it was no longer a stage of deliberately avoiding, but a stage of real competition.

Aldrich's self-assertion made them feel that Aldridge wanted to occupy this position, and made it clear that his position was above the leaders of several other districts.

So as it should be, waiting for others is where they find fault.

But, in this case, why can only two people go to the first district, but Aldridge has already firmly occupied a position?

Have you admitted that Aldridge overwhelmed them?

So what would have been the original plan if Sheld and the others, who were outsiders, hadn't come?

Sheld didn't understand.

In the final analysis, he was an employee of a small company in his previous life, so how could he know so many open and secret fights, and even a little understanding of human relationships.

Seeing that the people on both sides were still arguing, Sheld pressed Sticker's shoulder, and then stepped forward and said, "There will be no result in this fight. Everyone fights for their own justice. Everyone has their own rights. Reasonable, why don't we make a compromise."

"compromise?"

Stike looked at Sheld, and Sheld returned a reassuring look.

"What do you mean by compromise?"

Langwood asked as he played with his braids that hung down to his shoulders. This action was somewhat "feminine", but it was a pity that he was too rough to be a beautiful boy.

If Aldrich wants to have this hairstyle...

Cough!

"Fight, but you have to attach some conditions." Sheld rubbed his fingers: "Seeing the performance of the strong, it's not too much to give some benefits, right?"

"This……"

Langwood was a little speechless. He probably wanted to refute, but he couldn't find a suitable one for a while, so he could only puff out his nostrils, and asked in a low voice: "If you win, this condition is not impossible, but if you lose gone?"

"If we don't do this job, it will be over."

Sheld spread his hands.

"no!"

Langwood waved his hands: "You are doing business without money. If you lose, you will have to work under my hands for one year."

Langwood raised a finger: "This year, you must resolutely carry out my orders."

"I don't think so."

Yingmu Huadao who has been silent all the time... Ah no, Entos closed his eyes and said: "This is not fair to us, we are a whole, and you can't just have it in the second district."

"Since this is the case, of course the fifth district is not welcome, we are even more short of manpower."

Cardero raised his hands exaggeratedly, as if to spread the wings of the roc, crossed his legs and squatted down slightly, bent over and made a gesture that was probably a courtesy. Shield didn't know where this was traditional, but it looked very Pompous.

Can these people really get things done?Or even if the current king is overthrown, will it be better here?

Shields was skeptical.

"Whatever you want to distribute, that's your business."

Sheld spread his hands and said, "Anyway, you won't win."

"You bastard...!"

"Huh? What's the matter? Is there a problem?"

Sheld looked at Langwood who seemed to be rushing up to beat him, and said with a light smile: "You can discuss the distribution on the premise that we lose, what's wrong with me saying a few mocking words?"

It was sarcasm, Sheld pointed out.

"Then since you have decided, let's go to the training ground..."

Aldridge sighed deeply, then gave Sheard a meaningful look: "All of you follow me."

……

"It seems that your rebel army is not very united."

Following Aldrich to their training ground, Sheard put his head in his hands and looked up at the ceiling - he was observing some graffiti on it, apparently many bored rebels played the spirit of "freedom" to create.

And he finally understood why the protagonists and supporting characters in so many anime like to walk with their hands on the back of their heads or around their necks.

Because there are no jacket pockets and trouser pockets for pockets, it is really inexplicably awkward to just swing your arms and look up at a 45-degree angle. You don’t know where to put your hands, and it feels stupid.

Of course, this is Sheard's own opinion.

"Please also call us the rebel army."

Aldridge smiled wryly: "If the former person in charge was still there, this kind of thing would not have happened."

"That is to say, because of the former person in charge, other districts followed the lead of the third district. Although it is not clear, everyone subconsciously regards the third district as the backbone. That's what it means."

"almost."

"After you, a brat, came up, the authoritative people no longer existed, so other people began to move around, and no one obeyed the other."

"Indeed, apart from exchanging information, they came here this time with another proposal, that is, there was a plan before going to District [-]. The original plan was for the former person in charge to go, and everyone agreed. Substitution."

"What do I listen to, half of the reason you hired us is to take the opportunity to strengthen your strength and increase your hand?"

Sheld squinted at Aldrich. He would not believe that Aldrich had no plans for this series of actions.

"a ha ha ha……"

Aldridge just let out a slightly embarrassed laugh.

The current situation of the rebel army is probably the sudden death of the emperor in his prime.

"Later, please be merciful."

"Oh?"

Sheld raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You have full confidence in us."

"Didn't I say that I can see a lot of things. I probably know your strength. This is also the basis for me to believe that you are not upper class."

Aldrich said helplessly: "If there is such a powerful guy, and he is our enemy, he must have been on our list long ago."

The training ground was not too far from their previous ground, and it was about four passages away, but what Sheld didn't expect was that the rebels could still have such things as a training ground here.

"Those so-called upper class people don't seem to care enough about the lower class."

Shield looked at another huge open space here, and the boxes above erected the tip of a pyramid in a subtle way, covering the top of the training ground.

If you look from the outside, it must look like a pile of boxes stacked high.

It's a good way to cover up, but it always feels unsafe, and there is an illusion that you will be buried alive at any time.

"What about those guys?"

Sheld looked around, and Aldrich said that when he followed up, the three live treasures didn't follow, but went to the other side. Sheld thought there was some extra passage to this side, but it didn't seem to be the case, there is no extra here import and export.

"They should go get the equipment. By the way, what do you use?"

Aldrich asked.

"We all have weapons ourselves."

"No, I meant you."

"I?"

Sheld pointed to himself: "Do you want me to fight?"

"They will definitely look for the weakest." Aldridge said with some embarrassment: "They are not particularly decent guys."

Shield: "..."

What I said meant that I looked particularly easy to bully, right?Sheld snorted softly: "It's okay, if you really want to choose me, I can beat them without a weapon."

"As soon as I came, I heard some people talking big."

Langwood's voice came from behind.

He was clearly wearing an artist's ponytail, but his voice was very noisy and rough.

Shield picked out his ear, turned his head, and saw Langwood holding a broadsword in his hand and waving it with one hand.

Should it be said that he is a warrior? Sheld envied this power a little bit, and he also wanted to carry a big sword on his back. Swords and magic are one of the romances of men.

It's a pity that with his current strength, it would be nice to be able to play with the church's one-handed cross sword.

Don't think that a one-handed sword is very light. You must know that some office workers may not even be able to use a large iron pan for cooking.

"Whether it is a lie or not, we will know later."

Sheld snapped his fingers: "So, what rules, how to fight, who fights whom?"

Q skirt Yiluba②I7

The second volume is surging: Chapter 259 Chapter 150 Chapter [-]

"We are three-on-three, wheel-to-wheel battle, two victories in three battles, one side surrenders or dies and loses."

"Huh..."

Seeing Langwood's full confidence, and looking at the two people behind him looking like Wang Fan, Sheld couldn't help complaining: "Wow - why do you look so villainous..."

According to the conventional different world script, the extremely individual girl will be the protagonist's harem or pseudo-harem, and the extremely individual boy will be the male protagonist's good friend.

In addition, there is another situation, that is, if the above two conditions are met, but the male protagonist does not recognize it, then he is basically a villain.

Sheld tentatively feels that he is still the "protagonist" among this group of people.

cough cough...

Thinking of this, Sheld couldn't help but blush.

However, the other party can naturally say three-on-three, probably not because of the stability of the triangle, nor because Aldrich's combat power can be ignored. As a scroll warlock, Aldridge's replica scroll can be thrown as a grenade.

"Subconsciously, I didn't regard this guy as someone on their side at all. It's obviously a rebellion...uh, the rebel army."

Sheld looked at Aldrich with some sympathy. He was obviously rescued in the third district, but everyone didn't take him seriously at all.

No, maybe he took it too seriously and was squeezed out instead. If he can come up, he can maintain the operation of the three districts. He is entrusted by his predecessor, so he must have outstanding ability.

These old guys feel a sense of crisis?

It is undeniable that sometimes people tend to break the legs of fast runners, but they don't want to run faster, and the former ignores other factors, which sounds much easier in terms of the process alone.

"Three against three, then we..."

"As an employer, it's reasonable for us to want to see the strength of a specific person?"

Dalt was about to recommend himself to form a team when he was interrupted by Langwood.

Reasonable?Let's be reasonable, but Sheld can also refute with "we are a team", just like in the game, a guild has a life-type player, and he doesn't play PVE or PVP, so can he be said to be fishing?

The gameplay is different and the positioning is different.

However, Sheld just raised his hand, signaling the other party to pick someone.

If you want to ask why... Anyone in the team can fight, what a big deal.

"Yes, it can be regarded as a preferential item for you."

"whispering sound……!"

Langwood spat lightly, with an unhappy expression on his face: "You can take advantage of this moment to be proud, we will choose her, and her, and you."

Ikes walked out of the crowd with a calm face, and then Neveu also walked out with an innocent face.

This is too picky.