Scene 456 Spectator III

The young man made no move, but the black-armored knights got up and chased in that direction. Sir Rasbourne tugged on his collar and seemed to want to follow, but the young man next to him grabbed his arm:

"You can't go."

"Let her run away and we'll be in big trouble!"

"She can't run away, calm down, my friend, that little girl only has the strength of the Black Iron level at most. Although those Bansian knights are of little use, at least they won't be unable to handle this little thing. "

Roseben thought about it, and then he calmed down: "You are right, get ready, I will accompany you to the square."

The young man smiled slightly.

"Although I don't know who this Earl is, he is proud enough that I have to act as a mortal myself."

He tilted his head: "This feeling is honestly a bit strange."

"This is not a simple human being. Be careful. He is quite close to William and Turaman."

"It's those gray mages who should be worried. I heard that the fortress designed and built by mortals has some unique features."

Rasburn could not help but smile when he heard the teasing tone in this Bugaman's voice.

A fortress that mortals are proud of, that is really a joke.

The square outside the main entrance of Fir Castle was already crowded with people, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier. There was already a thick layer of snow on the knight statue above the fountain in the center of the square, as if there was a thick layer of cushions on the bronze shoulders, and on the long tassel of the helmet. Also dyed white.

In the nearby bar, people crowded towards the window seats, and the square in Nuoda was silent. Everyone seemed to be waiting for someone to appear.

Hainf sat by the window of the bar, staring at the snowflakes melting into water stains on the window lattice.

He felt as if he had been having bad luck since he said goodbye to the wizard. First, he failed to find his brother. The lady-in-waiting at Firsburg told him that Mr. Cremontolo had moved out for several days. The fir collar was so big, of course he couldn't find it bit by bit.

To make matters worse, the northern road leading to Pallas and Gendenel was actually blocked by rebels. Everything was fine before he left Eruin. He was extremely worried about his father who was still in Vladapest. But it was no use.

After all, even if the rebels did not surround Paris Fortress. As an emerging nobleman who is close to the royal family, he has nowhere to go at this moment.

Perhaps we can only wait for the war to end, but the prospects are dim.

Even Her Royal Highness the Princess was trapped in Jean Denel and had no news at all. Several of Count Tonigel's capable men, including the staff lady, were not in the Fir Territory at the moment.

For a moment, the young man felt that he had no choice but to think about how he had encouraged Luo Linte when he was in Sarnan. He did not expect that the situation between the two of them would fall apart so quickly.

Depressed, he could only find a bar to drink here while thinking about his future plans. All in all, he must first confirm the whereabouts of his father, if he was really killed in Vlada. Then you have to find a way to take your brother away.

If Her Royal Highness the Princess can bounce back in the future, she should give him a place in the family, right?

Just when Hainf was about to get drunk, news about the earl came.

It seemed that from that moment on, things started to change for him.

He found that he seemed to have chosen a wise position. In just a quarter of an hour, several groups of people wanted to "spend a lot of money" to exchange for his position.

There was also a hot female swordsman among them, who boldly gave him a wink.

However, after a painful decision, the young man still flatly refused. It was also the first time that he could see the hero he admired up close.

"Stingy sir, is this okay?" The female swordsman who called herself Claudia sat beside him reluctantly. Huddled with him and spoke in his ear in a husky voice.

"Miss Claudia"

Although the female swordsman is only average in appearance, she still wears thick leather armor. But he can't hide his hot figure. Hainfu only felt his mouth go dry. He was not an inexperienced first brother, but this was just too much.

"Don't worry," the female swordsman interrupted him with a smile: "It seems that you are not a native of Tonigel, and you are also interested in the Earl?"

"Aren't you also a local?" Hainf stammered.

"You don't know, I am a mercenary. In Tonigel, there is no mercenary who does not respect the earl. He stood up for us in the battle in the Fir Territory."

Seeing the admiring look on the female swordsman's face, Hainfu couldn't help but feel a little disgusted: "But didn't the Fir Territory expel many mercenaries and adventurers?"

"Those notorious guys, how many normal people do you think would welcome them? People in Tonigel do this. I applaud them." Claudia replied disapprovingly.

Hainfu suddenly understood and nodded silently.

At this time, there was a commotion among the crowd. Hainf also saw a group of people appearing in the direction of Fir Castle. More than a dozen black-armored knights surrounded someone and walked out of the city gate behind the drawbridge.

"The lord is coming out!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

Hainfu became excited in an instant and even forgot about the beautiful scenery around him. He grabbed the window lattice and almost leaned out to see clearly what the legendary Earl was like.

The crowd also became excited, and the whispers seemed to quiet down for a while. Then people spontaneously chanted the name and honorific that had been passed down orally, and the humming sounds gathered into a torrent:

"Count Tonigel."

"Descendant of Sword Saint Darus."

"Our lord."

It was as if just such a title could eliminate all the uneasiness and fear they had felt over the past few days.

That is the pride of the Tonigel people. This pride makes them understand that as long as its owner has not left them, all today's difficulties will be a thing of the past.

Become a memory of yesterday

"Lord Lord!"

"Lord Lord!"

Spontaneous shouts came one after another like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

Hainf himself felt excited, as if all difficulties no longer existed. The earl was naturally invincible, and what did the Bugas mean to him?

He also joined in the shouting.

But the female swordsman asked in his ear: "Have you seen the Earl?"

"Ah, that's not true." Hainf was slightly excited, "But I have heard every rumor about him. He is the greatest knight in our kingdom in this era."

"Yes," the female swordsman also cast her gaze in that direction: "I only saw him from afar once a year ago. The Earl is a very special nobleman."

The young man was riding on a highland horse produced in Golan Elson, enjoying the cheers of the crowd indifferently.

"I'm a little surprised," he turned over and said to Sir Rasburn beside him: "This mortal actually enjoys such a high reputation here. He must be a guy who is good at demagoguery."

"Mortals regard this as a kind of power." Rasburn replied with a cold face: "That's why there are so many people who deceive the world and steal fame, but they don't understand what real power is."

The young man just smiled and shook his head when he heard this.

Klin dragged Rollint forward among the fanatical crowd, trying to get closer to the Earl, but it was somewhat futile. Brando shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand, and an invisible force separated the crowd. , so that they can continue to move forward.

The snow has been falling heavier and heavier, and the sky is filled with white.

Brando was not as enthusiastic as the two teenagers. He had already put on his hood silently. Upon seeing this, Akane also pulled up her gray hood and stood behind him.

Both of them saw Count Tonigel in the distance.

"Sir, do you want to squeeze through?" Albert frowned: "That guy must be a fake!"

"Of course he is fake." Qian gave Albert a shudder angrily: "Do you still need to say this?"

"Sister, I" Albert felt that he was extremely unjust. He was not clearly angry at the lord, nor was he speaking for the enemy.

"Why is Miss Jutta over there?" Akane frowned and whispered, "Has she been deceived or under some kind of coercion?"

"That's not her."

Brando shook his head.

His face had darkened, and he turned to Albert and others and said: "Albert, you take the Gray Wolf mercenary group to Fir Castle first, but don't act rashly. If there are enemies, you first find out what Fir Castle is." What happened, what happened to Miss Jutta."

"Sir, leave it to me." Albert nodded immediately, whistled, and the rest of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group immediately turned around and left in the other direction.

"Should I go too?" Qian tightened the halberd in her hand and couldn't help but ask.

"No," Brando shook his head: "Let's wait and see what this guy wants to do."

He raised his head and looked in the direction of Fir Castle with a gloomy expression.

He had to first determine who were the enemies behind him. If the other party was able to go deep into Tony Geer to perform such a show, it must not be as simple as just the local nobles from the southern region contributing behind the scenes.

Luolint and Klin, who were among the crowd in front, shuddered subconsciously.

"What's wrong?"

"Why didn't Mr. Wizard follow?" Klin touched his neck, looked behind him strangely and said, "Aren't he and you together?"

"Leave him alone," Luo Linte considered whether to run away, but after thinking about it, he gave up this futile plan: "He is a weird guy."

Klin shrugged, "Let's go faster. We are very close to the Earl here. Oh my God, now I have something to talk about. Look at those guys who dare to pretend to be senior in front of me."

Luo Linte sneered at the little guy's mentality, but he was also a little excited. Although things in the north bothered him, at least it wasn't the current matter, right?

(To be continued.)