The afternoon sun became hotter and hotter. The smooth floor tiles in the South Gate Square were shaking brightly. Looking at the empty recruitment place, Kahn sighed and said to Rondero beside him: "It seems that today's recruitment has ended here. No one will come again."
"Oh, then we should go back?" Rondero took his eyes from the recruitment office of aristocrats not far away, and smiled slightly, "This is my first time staying in a military camp."
Kahn stared at Rondro with some curiosity.
Ronderlo was the first to sign up today. At that time, the recruitment office had just been put out. He, Rick and Larry, came to Kahn with his horse, bags, and loose linen casual clothes.
"Sir Kahn, let's sign up."
This is the only sentence of the famous Knight of the Great Light of the Ice Star Mercenary Group. In less than five minutes, he completed all the procedures and simply signed the documents to officially join the Southern Cross Knights and became the first member of the Knights.
Kahn was not surprised by this.
After Roy announced the news at the celebration, Ronderro announced as soon as he would sign up to join. This incident has spread throughout Munich.
What surprised Kahn was that in the face of such a deserted situation, there was no worry or anxiety on the faces of Ronderlo, Rick, Larry, and Yarves and others who came from behind. He seemed not to realize that only those of them were to sign up, which was a huge setback for a Knights that needed to recruit 500 people.
"You seem..." Commanding the servants to pack up the tables and chairs, Kahn, Rondro and others walked side by side into the barracks, "Aren't you worried?"
"Worried?" Rick asked with a puzzled look on his face, "What are you worried about?"
Kahn pointed to the recruitment site of the foreign nobles in the distance. Although it was also empty, the documents responsible for recruitment did not seem to be in a hurry. People from different families gathered together to chat. The eyes that came from time to time were a bit of joke and disdain.
It seems that they are already sure to win.
"They..." Reek reacted, and then everyone laughed.
"Jazz," said Rick, "to be honest, we all came out of the abyss with Leo. If we didn't understand him, we wouldn't come today."
"Yes," said Alves, "We are here not only to repay Leo's life-saving grace."
"Then you guys..." Kahn said in surprise.
"Do you know, when in the abyss, how many people want to pull Rio into their own mercenary group?" asked Rick.
"How many?" Kahn asked.
"All!" Reek replied.
When he said this, Rick seemed to remember the super scout who was wandering in front of the team and seeing the danger, the magic pattern master who cracked the magic circle, the scepter who saved Alves, and the miracle that appeared in front of the desperate mercenaries sitting on the shoulders of the twelve-level demon.
Different titles, the same black-haired young man!
He said, "It's a pity that no one can succeed. At first, we thought about the opportunity to talk to Leo about this, but later, we gave up. Because we found that he and us were completely different levels of people. With his talent and future, how could these mercenaries be able to accommodate?"
A trace of arc appeared on the corner of Kahn's mouth.
Of course he knew Roy's true identity and secret, but he didn't expect that these mercenaries could see so clearly.
"So, for us, this is something that doesn't need to be considered at all." Rick smiled. "We originally thought that since we couldn't bring him to join us, we would have to watch him soar into the sky from now on. But now..."
Before he could finish his words, Larry, who had been taciturn, suddenly said, "Now we have the opportunity to cling to him now, why don't we hurry up?"
Everyone laughed.
Alves nodded and said, "In fact, it's not just us, everyone who followed him from the abyss had the same idea. However, they only need time to convince others. But I believe it won't take too long."
He turned to look at the recruitment of the foreign nobles and said lightly: "If those guys think that giving more money or using some means can make us work hard for them, then I can only say that they are too naive."
Kahn turned his head and looked at Ronderlo: "Mr. Ronderlo, do you think the same way?"
"Of course," Ronderro nodded, "Although I have only worked with Leo once, this time it's enough for me to understand one thing..."
"What's the reason?" Kahn asked.
"No matter what Leo wants to do, he will definitely have a way to do it." Ronderlo said seriously: "You will never know what he will make out of his hat next time to scare you. So, the best way to get along with him is to always stay in the same camp with him."
As he said that, he smiled at Kahn: "Your Highness, you may have a deep understanding of this, right?"
Kahn was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"It seems that there are still many smart people in this world." He patted Rondro on the shoulder: "I think you will be proud of your wise decisions in no time."
"Is that right?" Everyone's eyes lit up.
Idiots know that with Kahn's status, they must know more than themselves.
"Yes," facing the eyes of everyone, Kahn smiled and squeezed his eyes, "Wait, this time Leo will turn out a super big rabbit from his hat."
He smacked his lips with some envy: "It's a blessing for you to follow him!"
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Imperial capital, Supervision Department.
In the room of a secluded building filled with ivy, the cold fragrance lingered. Mo Ya finished reading a secret letter and handed it to Sophia opposite.
“Look at this.”
Sophia took the letter and glanced at Mo Ya with a little surprise: "Why do you show me the secret report from your Supervision Department?"
Sophia and Mo Ya are close friends for many years. Although their relationship is like sisters, they are very clear in terms of official business. Mo Ya never asks about Sophia's Knights, and Sophia is never curious about the work of this friend who holds countless secrets of the empire.
It was just a normal afternoon.
The two of them were just making an appointment to have tea, but unexpectedly, after receiving a secret report, Mo Ya actually handed it to her.
"It's about that guy, it's no secret." Mo Ya lowered her head and said while washing the teacup with freshly boiling water.
When Sophia heard this, she quickly opened the letter and read it.
"What do you think?" Mo Ya put the tea leaves into the teapot, poured water, covered the lid of the pot, and raised her head.
After reading the letter, Sophia frowned and was silent.
After a long time, when Mo Ya poured out her tea and started brewing two scattered water, she said, "Is there anything wrong with this guy?"
When such words came out of the close friend who had always been like an iceberg, Mo Ya couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"What's so funny?" Sophia put the letter on the coffee table expressionlessly.
"It turns out that he is regarded as a member of your Lulian family," Mo Ya raised her head with a smile, "What's the problem?"
"I can't see it." Sophia said with a faint expression, "The law does not stipulate that an earl cannot form his own knights, right?"
"Of course there is no provision for the law," Moya poured a cup of tea for Sophia, "but he did not think about this matter."
Seeing Sophia's expression of disagreement, Mo Ya smiled bitterly, "Don't you know that you have never stopped after he changed his identity. First, he killed Banno and Fred, knocked Scarlett, Richard and Oscar for a big ransom, and then killed Banno and Watts..."
As she said that, she rubbed her eyebrows with some headache and said, "Although on the surface, Morton is the one who takes action, anyone with discerning eyes knows that this matter is inseparable from him. It can be said that he has already been registered in the aristocratic circle. Now he is scrambling with Gilbert and his group..."
"That's Gilbert's fault first," Sophia put down the teacup, interrupted Moya's words, and simply said, "It's Lulian, not their territory."
"Yes, you're right." Mo Ya said while pouring tea, "But you have to know that the empire's aristocratic circle has been deeply rooted for a hundred years since the founding of the Grand Duke of Solan. Whether it is allies or enemies, whether it is cooperation or conflict, we have our rules."
"Only the nobles understand this rule. Others don't understand it. Just like a group of wolves, no matter how much they bite and fight, it is still a matter within the wolf pack. If a new young male wolf is added at this time and rushes around, he may immediately become the public enemy of the wolf pack."
She handed the tea to Sophia and frowned: "In the battle of the Demon of the Abyss, this guy made great contributions. His Majesty finally had the opportunity to double the ones that he had owed him before. We know this inside story, but others don't know. If you don't say anything else, just talk about Byron County in Anthus, you won't know how many people are jealous!"
"Over the years, new nobles usually have their tails to be human. After three or five years, they have integrated into the circle and have friends, and only then can they speak louder and people listen. Otherwise, they may not be able to stand firmly and will be squeezed out."
"Count carefully, there are actually quite a few such naughty young people, but without exception, they have disappeared now. Those who are more lucky and awaken faster may be able to live in obscurity and live a small life on their own acre of three-point land. Those who are less lucky..."
As he said that, Mo Ya curled her lips and shook her head. Obviously, there is no need to say about the endings of these ignorant new nobles.
The room became quiet for a moment.
Mo Ya held the teacup and stared at the heat in the cup with a faint look. After a long time, she spoke: "Although Roy, although I don't know where to find the heir of the Ferdinand family, this family has disappeared since the Roman dynasty. In the Solan noble circle, he is a real newcomer."
"If he was honest and low-key, and was actually willing to be friendly with him, there would be more people who were enemies with him from the beginning. After all, His Majesty Edward and Grand Duke Adolf were his guides, and the lessons of the Barnes and Noble family were also sufficiently deterrent."
"As long as you are not an idiot, no one will have any trouble, no one will be flirting with all their blood. The playboys who cause trouble are just a few. Even nouveau riche like the Banno family is not stupid. They just stayed on high places for too long, and had an illusion, underestimating their opponent's strength. And they even met a monster like Roy. Otherwise, they would not end up today."
"But..." Mo Ya sighed and put down the teacup. "This time, what this guy did was so stunned. Now all the big families are expanding their army and desperately recruiting people. For a Knight of Glory, they can break the head. What's more, such a big piece of cake!"
"In the past, no one would use their brains. Not to mention that they are rebellious and unsupported, even if they can be recruited, no one dares to do it easily. Such a dominant family is not allowed in the circle. Even the royal family and Donald will be restricted, let alone other people."
"What do you want to do if you recruit so many people? What will the lord next to you think? What will your enemies think? Even your allies, I'm afraid you can't sit still. In this way, a powerful competition is inevitable. The culprit who provokes competition and destroys the balance is the public enemy."
"Of course, the situation is different from before. There was no need to raise too many troops in the past. Now I want to spend all my family property and just want to have a strong army under my command. But even so, everyone still sticks to the bottom line and does not do too much and make others feel threatened."
"This is why, this time Gilbert was able to unite so many families. This is the rule, everyone understands it, so they can cooperate in competition."
When he heard this, Sophia snorted coldly, "They are recruiting people in Lulian, which is also the rule?"
"Of course, this is unfair to your father," Mo Ya smiled slightly, "But you have to admit that this is the rule. After all, Lulian is now losing strength. Whether in terms of his own actual situation or in terms of rules, your father cannot take this cake by himself."
As Sophia looked expressionlessly, Mo Ya shrugged: "The wildebeest herd in the rainy grassland cannot be allowed to hunt only one lion group, right?"
Sophia looked away and was silent. She agreed with this statement.
"But no one expected it," Mo Ya leaned her body against the sofa and said leisurely, "At this time, Roy, the young man, came out horizontally. He rescued the more than 400 mercenaries. These people are all elites in the southern mercenary world. The worst-selling one-star knights are the Glory One-Star Knights."
"What a terrible force would such a group of people be if they join the same knights? Any family can immediately become the top power in the empire with them. Even our four major families will probably be underneath."
"The Knights are all composed of Knights of Glory, and there are not many on the entire continent. Even the Knights Templars of the Holy See have been operating for many years, but they are only at this level. Of course, these mercenaries cannot be compared with a true orthodox knight in terms of discipline and tactics, but you must admit that such power is impossible and not allowed to be obtained by a family."
"Besides, these knights, as well as famous senior mercenaries in the southern mercenary world, have an amazing influence. Now that they have become the largest source of troops in the mercenary world, once they get them, it is almost equivalent to capturing all the potential troops of the entire southern mercenary world."
"Gilbert, who represents Venezuela, dares not do such things, nor do others dare. But Roy dares to do it. As the savior of these mercenaries, as soon as he announced the recruitment of knights and the formation of a knight order, how could anyone else have anything to do?"
"The so-called tiger's mouth robbery. Not to mention Donald's nobles like Gilbert, even if they are neutral, even families close to the royal family and your family, they may not be able to bear it."
"It was not his intention." Sophia said.
Mo Ya looked at Sophia with a cold face and opened her mouth, and couldn't help laughing again.
After being with each other for many years, she knows Sophia's cold personality more than anyone else. On weekdays, she can hardly defend herself, let alone others, even for herself.
But today, she defended Roy every word.
"Yes, he didn't mean it, but objectively speaking, the fact that he caused was this." Seeing Sophia's cold face and was about to speak, Mo Ya hurriedly waved her hand, "Okay, let's not argue. You know, I announced in public that I recognized him as my younger brother in Lulian. I wish he could pull everyone over. If I weren't worried about him, why would I tell you so much?"
After hearing this, Sophia's expression eased slightly, and a hint of worry appeared on her face: "Then, he..."
Obviously, although she was tough, Mo Ya's words still entered her heart.
"This kind of thing cannot be solved by fists," Mo Ya said. "You and I know the methods of Gilbert and his group of people. I am just worried now that Roy can't be recruited by then, but instead become the most unpopular newcomer in the aristocratic circle. That may not be very beneficial to his future."
As he said that, Mo Ya stood up, walked for two steps, frowned and said, "To a certain extent, this is his first level in the aristocratic circle. Compared to other upstarts, the killing stick against him is even more sad. If you survive, no one dares to underestimate him in the future, and you can't stop..."
While thinking, she stopped and turned her head to look at Sophia in surprise: "By the way. Logically speaking, His Highness the Grand Duke knows more about these things than me. But why this time, he not only didn't have any objections at all, but also helped this kid..."
Sophia also frowned.
The two of them looked at me, and I looked at you. The room was quiet and silent for a moment. . . . . (To be continued.)