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Chapter 9 on the camp

"Who said that country bumpkins have no right to like noble ladies? This is what His Majesty Ludwig said!" Banda retorted impatiently.

Wilt was at a loss for words. Ludwig did indeed say so, but His Majesty the Savior's strength was unfathomable. Even the Holy Demon Prince could not survive a round in his hands. Bloodline was important, but

In this world, the strong are respected after all. If Banda is really a strong man in the Holy Realm, let alone the female member of the Gloria Council, even if she is the imperial candidate or even the emperor's daughter, he will have the opportunity to kiss her.

But Banda is just an ordinary warrior.

"Boy, it's understandable to have lofty goals, but you have to have the strength to match them... Banda, do you know Mr. Lane's story?"

"Isn't it just relying on the military exploits of our ancestors and relying on our own noble status to get a knighthood?" The young mercenary said disdainfully: "The weapon that can kill the beastman leader is good. If you can give me a

I can definitely do it with the same weapon!"

"It seems that you don't know Mr. Lane's story... Mr. Lane awakened his professional talent at the age of three. At the age of sixteen, he followed his father, Lord Bald, to the battlefield and participated in the famous Battle of Lapland.

After the war, in less than eight years, the name of 'Sledgehammer' Ryan became a household name in Nord, so..." Before Wilt could continue, Boris, who was still injured, held his shoulder: "Wirt,

do not talk."

"Well, in short, Banda, you have to become stronger and work harder. That's the right way." The deputy leader stopped talking.

In his more than ten years of mercenary career, he has seen too many young mercenaries like Banda. These people all have one characteristic: they are ambitious but not talented, and they are very ambitious. Without matching strength, they spend all day doing things to get unexpected opportunities.

When dreaming of slaying dragons, I always hope that a beautiful young lady will fall in love with him, but these plots only appear in those knight novels. How can such a thing happen in reality?

On the other side, Ryan is setting up a tent.

The knight of the kingdom pulled out his long sword and swept it across a somewhat uneven ground. Smoke spread everywhere. After the smoke dissipated, a flat surface was suddenly cut out of the ground that was originally covered with pebbles and snow. Ryan

After the war hammer tamped the ground to ensure that the sorceress would not lie uncomfortably, a tent was set up on this small piece of flat land. Light blue energy gathered on the palms of the kingdom knights, and the temperature inside the tent gradually rose.

Gao, after cleaning the inside of the tent, Ryan took out the animal skins and blankets and spread all the tent floors. Then he made a gesture of invitation to Teresa: "Please, Congressman Teresa of Garland

Ms. Lovick.”

For the first time today, the sorceress looked better. She took off her high-heeled leather boots and white cotton socks and placed them at the door of the tent, revealing a pair of delicate snowy feet. Teresa walked into the tent with her staff.

Half-lying down, his tone became a little better: "You still know how to take care of people. I've had enough of staying with those mercenaries. Don't they know what hygiene and private space are?"

"Teresa, not everyone can get hundreds of gold dinars for a mission. The strength and conditions of the mercenaries are such that they can give you a separate tent. It's already very good. They can't do it for you.

Light incense inside the tent, and no one has so many animal skins and blankets to prevent your delicate body from being uncomfortable by the hard stone." Ryan sighed: "Theresa, I don't want to quarrel with you.

, you must know."

"I don't want to quarrel with you, Ryan." The sorceress put the staff aside, found a place to lie down comfortably, and took out a velvet quilt from the space ring to cover herself: "Follow the mercenary group

This action is really not a good idea. Last night, Captain Boris actually asked me to eat roast mutton without removing the fishy smell. Mysterious lady is on top. How could I put that fishy stuff in my mouth?"

The mysterious lady is another name for the goddess of magic. There are gods in this world. Calling them by their divine names or real names will be directly perceived by the gods. Therefore, most people give the gods nicknames. After all, no one wants the gods to look at them.

"But that is already a supreme delicacy for the mercenaries, isn't it? They have already given you the best thing, what else do you want." Ryan sat directly at the door and said to Teresa.

While talking, he kept moving his hands.

"I know, so what I want to say is that I shouldn't hire a mercenary group to act together. I should wait for you to join me in the last town." The sorceress said with regret in her tone.

"You can't hide behind a high wall and cast spells forever. Dear Theresa, Ms. Aurora asked her baby daughter to come out to participate in the hunt for Belt. Why didn't she want her to be trained?" Ryan just said.

Shaking his head: "You are older than me, but your actual combat experience is probably not even one percent of mine, right?"

"I'm not a knight like you who knows how to ride and kill all day long." The sorceress did not refute. Seeing this, Ryan knew that Teresa had accepted his persuasion, so she said warmly: "You should take a good rest first.

Well, I'll go out and see if I can get some game. In such a cold weather, it would be better to get some hot meat."

Ryan has dealt with the group of female spell casters in the Gloria Council a lot, and knows that these women are very arrogant in character. Sometimes if you protect their face properly and give them a step down, you will win a lot of favors.

Impression points.

"I got it." Teresa tightened the quilt around her body and saw that the Kingdom Knight had already stood up, so she called him.

"Ryan."

"Um?"

"be safe."

"Haha, don't worry."

The curtain at the entrance of the tent was lowered, and the sorceress felt the long-lost comfort, and sleepiness soon came over her.

This was not the first time that she and Ryan had met. The first time they met was when Ryan was sixteen years old, and Teresa had just turned twenty at that time.

After Ryan was adopted by "Bald" Norman, the lord of Otterny in the Kingdom of Nord, the little boy showed incredible talents. He awakened his professional talent at the age of three. Under the witness of the Church of Justice, he successfully transformed

Occupation... So far, no one has guessed what occupation he is employed in. Many people speculate that this is a unique gift from the God of Justice. People can only confirm that his basic occupation is a warrior.

Due to some unknown reasons, he seemed to be much precocious than his peers. When he was eight years old, he had read most of the books in the Nord National Library, and completed the etiquette course for the nobility alone. He was very good at conversation and

The talent shown in his studies shocked the nobles of the entire Nord Kingdom.

When Ryan was thirteen years old, the northern barbarians went south again. His father, the White Wolf Knight Norman, wanted Ryan to follow him on the battlefield. As a result, Ryan said a famous saying: "Father, if I follow him at this time,

If you go to the battlefield, I might be cut into two pieces like a wild dog right away, so please give me another three years, and I will definitely become a knight who is not inferior to you."

It just so happened that three years later, the northern barbarians went south again and attacked the port of Lapland. Their first meeting was when Lane was sixteen years old. In that battle, sixteen-year-old Lane chopped off a

The head of the barbarian warriors, and killed five barbarian soldiers alone. King Nord named Lane a knight errant on the spot, and invited many people to participate in the ceremony. This was the first time she and Lane met.

The second meeting was when this young man was awarded the title of Knight of the Kingdom. At that time, the terrifying Chaos Beastman Lord "Fang" Gol led thousands of Beastman troops to wreak havoc in the Kingdom of Nord. Several Kingdom Knights and several

The Centurions witnessed Ryan wielding his warhammer and dueling Gor on the cliff. One man and one beast fought from early morning to dusk. In the end, Ryan took off Gor's head, which earned him the nickname "Sledgehammer" and the kingdom.

The title of knight.

No one knows what Ryan's strength is, but what is certain is that it is absolutely impossible for an elite warrior to kill a powerful Chaos Beastman Lord alone, so Ryan's strength is at least...

Teresa fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion.

"Ms. Trovik? Ms. Trovik?" She didn't know how long she had slept. The sorceress woke up with a gentle call. Although her whole body still felt very tired, she was already slightly better than before.

, looked up and saw that the person who came to call her was the mercenary Banda who kept trying to please her. Teresa just nodded. She noticed that Banda was trying hard to lengthen her neck, trying to see her face clearly, so

He wrapped his white fox fur coat around himself to prevent the hairy boy from seeing anything else: "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Lane is back. He asked me to come and call you." The young mercenary only saw the sorceress's beautiful face, her neck as white as a swan, and her long hair as black as jade. He felt a little disappointed, but he

He immediately felt Teresa's unkind gaze, so he hurriedly spoke.

"I understand, please go out." Teresa motioned for Banda to go out.

The young mercenary was looking forward to chatting with Teresa, but the sorceress had no intention of talking much. He felt very disappointed. He considered himself a bit handsome, but when he saw the sorceress's attitude, he was disappointed.

Well, he didn't give up: "Do you need any help? Ms. Trovik, I see you are very tired..."

"No, you go out and tell Ryan I'll be here soon." Teresa once again said that she didn't need it. Banda was very disappointed when he couldn't say anything and could only choose to leave.

On the other side, the mercenaries were yelling because Kingdom Knight Ryan brought back a whole reindeer!

The huge reindeer were being skinned and divided into pieces by the mercenaries using short knives. After experiencing the sorrow of huge casualties, the mercenaries were finally able to get some comfort from the venison dinner in the evening. Ryan graciously allowed the mercenaries to take the meat.

After taking away part of the reindeer meat, he was left with only one hind leg and two venison steaks.

"Tsk, damn knight, it's just good luck." Banda saw the mercenaries cheering for joy, and his face became even more ugly: "They really know how to buy people's hearts, and nobles can buy people's hearts. These people hide in hiding all day long.

Those who collect taxes behind high walls and enjoy the offerings of the poor deserve to die!"

Although he said that, the aroma of roasted venison came one after another. When Wilt saw Banda coming, he took the initiative to hand the short knife with the barbecue on it to Banda: "Master Ryan brought the barbecue. The weather is so cold.

Eat more!”

"Hmm~" The young mercenary was indeed hungry. At this time, he couldn't care so much. He took the barbecue and ate it sweetly.

"Let's do this for now. I'll go check on Theresa. You can do your own thing." Ryan didn't want to stay with this group of mercenaries. Their behavior of exchanging bowls, chopsticks and cutlery made Ryan feel uncomfortable. Besides, the mercenaries

The soldiers were originally at odds with the knights.

The knight profession is a model of the lawful camp. From the paladins of the good camp to the black knights of the evil camp, no matter what kind of knight they are, they all tend to be lawful.

But mercenaries are different. Some mercenaries fight to protect what they love, and some can swing their swords at anyone purely for profit. However, they all exist in the chaotic camp. Knights and mercenaries are born in a

An antagonistic relationship.

Ryan also doesn't have much favorable impressions of the mercenary profession. In many online novels in his previous life, mercenaries are the embodiment of bravery, kindness and wisdom. However, since he came to this world, he has only seen more of them.

Benefit, ignorance and sword are at odds with each other.

The vast majority of mercenaries are willing to do anything for money.

Ryan took two deer steaks and a deer leg and walked towards the tent he had set up. But before he could reach the door of the tent, Teresa was wrapped in a white fox fur coat and raised the tent curtain.

Seeing Ryan holding something raw, the sorceress frowned: "I thought you had cooked it."

"???Do you know I'm back?" The knight of the kingdom was very surprised. He took out an iron pot and put it on the fire. He also set up a shelf and prepared to make food.

"Didn't you ask Banda to call me?" Teresa wrapped herself tightly in a white coat and sat opposite Ryan, revealing only a mature and beautiful face. The winter in Nord is really too

When it's cold, if it's normal, the sorceress can use spells to ensure that she's not affected by the environment, but now she's very weak.

"Banda?" Ryan was still confused. The two looked at each other strangely for ten seconds. The kingdom knight immediately reacted and said with a smile: "It seems that another young man has fallen under Ms. Trovik's skirt."

, maybe with just one look from you, he will be willing to die for you. I can only congratulate you for having another suitor."

"I don't want to quarrel with you, Ryan." The sorceress said coldly.

"Okay, okay, you do have that kind of breathtaking beauty, no one can question this." Ryan cut the deer steak into small pieces and put them into the iron pot, while adding various seasonings and picked wild vegetables.

He planned to make a pot of venison and wild vegetable soup.

"Have years of traveling taught you sweet words to women and good cooking skills?" Faced with Ryan's flattery, Teresa had to admit that this man could indeed speak, and her tone was much slower.

"No, many years of traveling have taught me more. If I have the chance, I will tell you what I have encountered over the years." Ryan took out a spoon and stirred the ingredients in the iron pot. Waves of aroma wafted out of the iron pot, making him

People move their index fingers.

"Why do so many people think they are the hero of the story? An ordinary-level mercenary?" the sorceress said faintly, smelling the aroma from the iron pot.

"You're saying that now, but you were the same way back then. I remember when we first met, you didn't even look at me seriously. You just thought I was a lucky kid." Ryan said.

He complained that when the two met for the first time, Teresa also spoke to him with this arrogant attitude.

"Okay, the top priority now is, what should I do with Belt? My magic power has been exhausted and I can no longer use magic to chase him." The sorceress blushed, looking extremely beautiful, and took the initiative to change the topic.

"Let's eat first. After dinner, we will discuss in detail what to do."

"Okay." (To be continued)


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