Adolf stood on the guard tower, watching the mercenaries arguing on the wall below.
When Landreaux squeezed through the crowd and left, he frowned and turned to the military camp below the city with a hint of coldness.
Fano looked at Adolf, who had a frosty face, and whispered: "How about we cancel tomorrow's entry ceremony?"
"Cancel?" Adolf snorted coldly, staring at a group of galloping knights in the military camp, watching them dismount in front of a huge tent with more than a dozen carriages parked on one side, and start with a burly man with a full beard and a dragon-like pace.
The knight led the way and strode into the tent.
"These guys are our Lulian reinforcements, here to reinforce us." Adolf turned around and looked at Fano, "Although they were slower on the road and never participated in the battle for even one minute, they fought hard.
With such a banner, can we keep them out?"
"They are clearly here to show off their power," Fano said. "We can let them enter the city, but we have to find an excuse to cancel the ceremony."
"No matter what excuse, it's just a cover-up." Adolf sighed and shook his head.
The anger on his face turned into helplessness. He patted the rough wall tiles of the pheasant dish and said: "They showed off their force this time and wanted to target those mercenaries. On the one hand, they also showed it to me, Adolf, on the other hand."
. Now we are on our own territory, we can still make excuses, but in the future when we are in the coalition forces, what excuses will we make?"
Fano was silent for a while.
As the commander of the Munich City Guard, he was most aware of this loss.
Originally, Lullian was the weakest in the empire in terms of military strength because of its long-standing policy of resting with the people. This loss is even more damaging. In the future, the alliance army will be in a precarious situation.
Whether it is a lion or a wolf, the weakest one is always the most bullied. What's more, Lulian has been in the limelight enough in the past few years. As the most staunch royal die-hard, it is almost impossible to suffer the suppression of Donald's family.
Doubtful. If I offend these nobles again this time...
"By the way, has Roy come back?" Adolf asked.
Fano shook his head.
"This kid has a very generous heart. He left the job of recruiting people to Kahn and disappeared without a trace." Adolf shook his head and laughed, "I don't know where he went."
"Your Highness, you said he promised those 300 sets of magical costumes..." Fano said with some worry.
"This kid is not that unreliable, but I think he is bragging a little bit when he has to come up with so many magical costumes in a short period of time." Adolf laughed.
Although Roy was said to be bragging, his tone was not reproachful, but rather pampering. Just like a father seeing his naughty little son.
"Don't be afraid of time! Even if he can give us a hundred sets in half a year, no, as long as fifty sets," Fanuo said, "we will be able to relax. Five teams of magical costumes can make many people understand each other.
Got it."
Adolf nodded and was about to say something when suddenly, there was the sound of rapid footsteps.
The two turned around and saw Kahn climbing up the city wall with an excited look on his face.
"Your Highness, Roy is back!"
Adolf and Fano looked at each other, and their eyes suddenly lit up.
"Walk!"
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When Adolf walked into the living room of the castle, Roy had already fallen asleep on the sofa.
Adolf walked lightly, walked in front of Roy, and stared at him.
Because it was a private meeting, Roy did not dress up as Leo. However, Adolf discovered that at some point, this familiar face had lost its youthful tenderness and softness and became sharp and sharp.
The lines are like sculptures.
Even among the nobles, Roy can be considered handsome.
However, unlike most aristocratic young men of this age, his temperament is more perseverance, wit, and wildness.
The corner of Adolf's mouth couldn't help but evoke a smile.
He did not wake up Roy, but poured a glass of wine and drank it while waiting quietly. In the quiet afternoon, he recalled every moment from the first time he heard the name of this little handyman from Polabel to now.
One thing.
Roy, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, looked like a hound curled up in a warm nest at the moment, gentle, safe, and harmless to humans and animals.
However, only Adolf knew that this kid was not as safe as he seemed.
Hounds are tame, but Roy is not. He is a magic wolf who only lives in wind and snow, loneliness and endless fighting. No one can tame him.
His gentleness and smile will only give recognition to his companions.
As for the enemy, this boy is more cunning than a fox, more ferocious than a wolf, and more violent than a bear. If anyone thinks that dealing with this boy can be treated like other people, then he has made a wrong calculation. His experience
, will make him completely defeated!
From the little handyman of Borabel to the current Earl of Southern Cross, no one knows better than Adolf the rough and bumpy road Roy has traveled.
However, this boy with a simple and honest smile never bowed his head.
In just two years, he braved the storm and storm all the way to get here. Adolf didn't even know the future. He didn't even have time to follow his back with his eyes. Like a strong wind, you didn't even have time to reach out.
It was already whizzing by.
Maybe one year, maybe two years... Adolf firmly believed that one day in the future, when he looked at this kid again like he did today, he might look up at him.
Therefore, Adolf was very happy.
This feeling of happiness is as mellow and strong as the wine in the glass.
Fortunately, this boy is from Lulian. Fortunately, the Lulian family has always been his friend. In those choices, he did not make any mistakes.
I don't know how long it took, but Roy's eyelids moved and he woke up.
"Are you awake?" Adolf poured a cup of black tea and handed it to Roy, "Here, have a drink of water."
"Thank you." Roy was a little embarrassed.
In the past few days, he was either practicing or busy with the Heavenly Transformation Demonic Equipment. Although the time in the final battlefield was much longer than the time outside, he still didn't have much time to rest. After returning to Munich, he was waiting for Adolf's arrival.
At that time, I fell asleep without realizing it.
Roy didn't know how long Adolf had been waiting, but he knew that his sleep was not short.
Seeing Roy drink tea and put down the tea cup, Adolf sat down on the sofa opposite him, pondered for a moment, and asked: "Do you know everything about the outside world?"
The expression between Roy's brows became cold and he nodded.
The first time he came back, he had already heard Kahn talk about everything that happened in Munich during the three days he left.
Obviously, he has become the public enemy of the nobles.
Thirty-one nobles united, and the power they represented included almost all the noble alliances in various regions of the Saint Solan Empire. They received a salary that was 20% more favorable than the conditions offered by themselves. In addition, there were spread of bribery plans.
The rumors and the troops outside the city...it was such a big battle.
Roy has no intention of becoming an enemy to anyone.
Especially in this matter, he already knew his trump card and never regarded the other party as an opponent who could threaten him.
However, things have obviously changed now.
This is Lulian. Let’s not talk about his relationship with Adolf. Let’s just talk about recruiting mercenaries. In order to get Adolf’s permission, he paid for 300 sets of magical costumes.
This is not only out of respect for Adolf, but also out of respect for the rules.
If he hadn't done this, or if it was the local noble lords of Lullian who were targeting him, then he really wouldn't have anything to say.
But now, with his master's permission, he has become the public enemy of a group of arrogant and evil people... Roy thinks that the only explanation may be that he seems to be easy to bully.
"There are many circles of imperial nobles. Some are large, some are small, some are strong, and some are weak. Each has its own traditions and ways of doing things," Adolf said, shaking the wine in his glass, "but one thing is
The same thing is qualifications and qualifications."
"Have you ever seen a group of monkeys? The monkey king is high up, surrounded by his confidants. The lowest status is the new little monkey. If any ignorant little monkey breaks the rules, he doesn't need to take action, the others
Even the monkeys will give it a good lesson."
Adolf pointed at Roy: "You are the little monkey now."
Roy's mouth curved into a sarcastic arc.
Adolf said: "New aristocrats usually receive a beating. This is the tradition of the old aristocrats. They have to set up rules for these newbies who don't know the world and teach them how to behave in the aristocratic circle. Be cautious, docile and obedient. This is
It’s the most basic.”
"This kind of thing is usually a small conflict. For example, the excuse is that the rice fields were trampled by the servants of the new rich, such as breaking the tax card, or the territorial lines are not accurate enough. Anyway, no matter who is right or wrong, find a way to slap him in the face, the rules
And it stood up."
As he said that, Adolf looked at Roy and raised his eyebrows: "However, this time, you caused a bigger trouble and offended more people. If you want to talk about the killing stick of the upstart, this killing stick of yours
, it can be regarded as the biggest and most cruel meal in the hundred years since the founding of the empire."
"Should I feel scared, or should I feel honored?" Roy blinked.
"You should be sorry... In order to set rules for you, they didn't even pay attention to me. Tomorrow morning, they will enter the city with their troops and show off their power on my land, Adolf." Adolf laughed: "
This slap is not just yours."
"Then..." Roy smiled and said with drooped eyelids, "Can I take back this slap?"
"Pull it back?" Adolf was stunned.
This kid has a strong and tough personality, and he knows it better than anyone else. If others don't mess with him, it's fine. If someone provokes him, this kid can poke a hole in the sky. His talent for causing trouble was originally used by Scarlett and
Adolf had already seen this happen to Xilin and others of the Lanlith family.
But even so, Adolf still didn't expect that this kid's reaction to this incident would be to withdraw.
Those are thirty-one nobles. Even I don't want to offend easily. Does this kid really know what he is doing?
"Have you thought about the consequences?" Adolf asked.
"I've never thought about it," Roy said calmly, "However, I know that whether it is in aristocratic circles or other circles, the so-called qualifications and qualifications sometimes actually mean whether your fist is big enough."
"But our fists..." Adolf said with a bitter smile.
"If they want to turn against each other and start a war, I will definitely not be their opponent. With thirty-one families and the alliance of forces behind them, no matter how stupid I am, I am not stupid enough to become an enemy of the entire empire," Roy laughed, as if
A fox said, "But it's not like we're not fighting now..."
Adolf's eyes were half-squinted, and his heart skipped a beat. But at this moment, Roy waved his hand, and a ray of golden light flew towards him in an arc.
Adolf stretched out his hand to catch it.
On the palm of his hand, a space ring lay quietly.
"This is……"
Adolf subconsciously checked the space ring, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he stood up with a shudder, surprised and happy.
"Time is tight, that's part of it." Roy said with a smile.
Adolf looked at Roy blankly.
After a moment, he burst out laughing.
"Okay! That's great!" He was so excited that he couldn't control it. He walked back and forth for several steps, then clenched his fists, "Then..."
The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time.
"Your Highness, please send me an invitation first," Roy said. "As for tomorrow...this time, let's let them take a good look!"
"Take a good look..." Adolf chewed these words. The more he chewed, the more flavor he got, and the more he chewed, the more excited he became. "You're right, we have to let them take a good look!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around quickly.