Renault was extremely shocked, and the guards around him looked at each other, unable to believe their eyes.
How did this kid do it?!
With the arrogance and ferocity of the razor, how could it be so docile to a stranger?!
Touching Razor's head, Roy sat down on the chair.
Renault looked Roy again in surprise and asked, "Mr. Leo is very knowledgeable about taming monsters?"
"It's easy to know a little, there's no research." Roy said lightly.
For others, the ferocious eighth-level thornback terrain dragon may be a terrifying existence. But for Roy, who inherited the Beast King's inheritance, not to mention patting the head of this thornback terrain dragon, even if it is allowed to betray Renault immediately, it will not be difficult.
"It's not that simple for those who can make the eighth-level thorn-back terrain dragon bow down." Renault came to his senses and smiled, "Often no one can get close to it except me, let alone touch its head."
"Is that right?" Roy turned his head, "By the way, Lord Renault, you just said you wanted to cooperate with me, and I don't know what I can help you."
"What you need to figure out is..."
Renault hadn't spoken yet, suddenly, a cold and arrogant voice came from the side, "It's not you who helped us, it's us who helped you."
Roy turned his head and saw a middle-aged man with a square face that looked like Renault, and came over.
What made Roy noticed even more was that behind this middle-aged man, he actually followed Ansel and Charles. However, the two of them stopped from afar.
Obviously, as their identities, they dared not enter Renault's conversation circle without authorization. And the identity of this middle-aged man is about to emerge.
Renault has four sons and one daughter.
Roy didn't know which of the four uncles this person was. However, no matter who it was, judging from the other party's tone and cold face, his attitude was not very friendly.
"Scott!" Renault's face darkened and he scolded.
"Father." Scott walked to Duke Renault and stood with a respectful look, but the look at Roy was still filled with a hint of condescending contempt.
Roy frowned.
"Leo, let me introduce you to it. This is my son Scott..." Renault introduced Scott to Roy apologetically to ease the atmosphere.
"Good luck." Roy's eyes stayed on Scott's face for a moment.
The two people collided with their eyes.
Faced with Scott's condescending contempt, Roy curled his lips and responded with indifferent look away.
Scott...that's my third uncle.
Roy didn't know how he offended Scott. But he had a strong personality and always believed in revenge with kindness and revenge. Whoever was good to him would be twice as good to others. But if anyone was bad to him, he would be twice as good to him.
If it were someone else, a look wouldn't make him angry.
But this is the Renault family.
A family that has an inseparable blood relationship with him, but turns a blind eye to his mother's death, ignores the missing self, and instead uses his fiancée to compete for marriage and seeks brides!
If Renault's kindness made Roy look cold at most, then Scott's condescending eyes made him choose to fight back without hesitation.
No one is stronger than Roy's ability to anger others. The cold look that looked away was like seeing a little person who was rashly interrupting and not knowing the rules.
Sure enough, this contemptuous and ignorant look instantly angered Scott.
Scott didn't expect that this kid would be so crazy.
As the most powerful of the four brothers of the Renault family, Scott has been attacked by countless enemies since he was a child.
Among them, there are the rich families who fought in disagreement when they were young, as well as life and death rivals on the battlefield after adulthood, and family enemies in political struggles. In terms of identity, status, power and means, any of these people are not something that ordinary people can imagine.
But these people may hate Scott to the core, may confront him in a tit-for-tat way, and even dare to set up a plan to kill him, but no one can ignore him.
The reason is very simple.
First, his surname is Renault.
Second, his name is Scott.
If someone does not understand the meaning of these two points, even if he is not an idiot, he may not live too long in the future - to such a level of stupidity, he will basically be cured.
What Scott never dreamed of was that he was ignored by a little country bumpkin who had come from somewhere.
This is a completely naked, ten times more intense provocation.
If his father hadn't been present, Scott would have been sure that he would have taught this kid a lesson without hesitation and set rules for him.
Something wrong with Scott and Roy is subtle, but obviously affects the atmosphere. Renault glared at Scott and said to Roy: "Leo, don't take Scott's words to heart. But there is one thing he said is nothing wrong. Since it's cooperation, we naturally need to help each other."
"But..." Roy glanced at Scott and said, "I don't seem to have anything to help. Lord Duke, are you mistaken?"
It would be fine if other people said this. What Roy never dreamed was that one day the Renault family members said they wanted to help him, which made Roy feel a little funny and a little sad - he was chased when he was a child, but no one would help him.
"Don't you need help?" Scott couldn't help sneering when he heard Roy's words, "So, do you think the mercenaries you recruit can become an army that can go to the battlefield without training?"
"Training..." Roy was stunned, "You don't have to worry about this Duke, right? I have asked His Highness Adolf for this matter."
Although he was answering Scott's question, Roy didn't even look at Scott when he spoke. He just said to Renault, as if Scott was like air.
"You..." As soon as Scott spoke, he found that his father was staring at him quietly, his eyes coldly.
Scott suddenly became alert.
Although he has an extreme personality, Renault has a very strict family education. He has been taught how to control his emotions from childhood. Not to mention that he is as happy and angry as his father and brother, he still has basic control.
Especially when his father Renault was around, he was even more disciplined and did not dare to step beyond the line.
But when facing this kid today, Scott found that he was a little out of control. He acted too casually in his emotions and attitudes.
This has never happened before.
Scott drooped his eyelids and swallowed all the words on his mouth.
Seeing Scott shut his mouth, Renault changed his face and said to Roy with a pleasant look: "Leo, you may think too simple about training. Mercenaries and knights in the army are completely different professions, and there are many problems here. In fact..."
He paused and smiled and said, "Whether we are the mercenaries recruited by His Highness Adolf, we are helping with the training."
"Is that right?" Roy was a little surprised.
As a student from the first training camp, he personally went to the battlefield. He still knew the difference between mercenaries and knights in the army.
However, in his opinion, training is not difficult to have experienced generals like Fano and Eugene, the Munich Guard, a team that has experienced war baptism, and an officer like Iverson who fights from the front line.
But what he didn't expect was that Reno actually told himself that even the mercenaries recruited by the Grand Duke Adolf were all trained by the Renault family.
This is a bit unexpected.
Roy's face became solemn.
This problem caught him off guard. Soon after, he would head north to Banderz. Whether facing the demons, the city-states in the chaotic land, bandit groups and other potential enemies, the Southern Cross Knights need to complete training and integration before this.
The frontal battlefield is completely different from the previous combat environment of the mercenaries.
Although these mercenaries are the elites of the southern mercenary world, even if they do not receive any training, their combat effectiveness is enough to compete with most of their opponents. However, when facing truly powerful opponents on the real battlefield, their lack of discipline, tactics, and wrong combat habits will cost them a heavy price.
One mistake may be the ending of the entire army's stroking.
This is definitely not an exaggeration.
You should know that in the battle between jungle and mountain teams, the knights in the army have little advantage over mercenaries. However, on the battlefield of cluster combat, their combat effectiveness and killing efficiency are three to five times that of mercenaries.
In some extreme cases, this gap may even widen to ten times!
Only the strictly trained military knights know how to use limited distances to increase the sprint speed of the cluster, how to maintain the formation in high-speed charges to increase the impact, and how to break through the shield warriors and how to deal with the spears that are so beautiful before the battle.
They know how to cut the enemy's formation, how to destroy the enemy's will to resist, how to control the rhythm, how to make the enemy scatter in panic, and how to chase and harvest life.
Since childhood, Roy has worked many jobs and knows that any major is worthy of respect. It is exchanged for countless experiences, lessons, and even countless lives.
And these are the professions of professional soldiers and are not available to mercenaries. If the Southern Cross Knights pay the price for this in the future on the battlefield, Roy will not accept it anyway.
Since the Tomahawk Knights were established, and since Ronderlo and others chose to follow him, everything they had already carried on their shoulders.
No matter what it is, as long as they can increase their combat effectiveness by one point, as long as they can give them a little more chance of survival on the future battlefield, they will do it without hesitation.
Roy was silent.
Even though Roy instinctively rejected any cooperation with them since he knew Renault's identity, he could only remain silent at this moment.
Even he had to admit that in terms of military training, the Tomahawk Knights was the best choice.
A trace of expectation flashed in Renault's eyes. Since this kid started thinking, it means that his first card had worked. This was a good start.
Scott, who was beside him, raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
If his father wasn't by his side, he would almost have wanted to ask, boy, didn't you just boast that you didn't need any help, what about now?
Mercenary training is the most difficult thing in military training.
Scott dared not say the only choice of the Renault family, but even Adolf could not solve the problem. At least in the Solan Empire, there were only a handful of people who could solve it.
Roy thought for a while and said, "Sir Duke, as you know, I just came back and didn't understand the situation. Therefore, I'm afraid I have to ask the Grand Duke about the situation before talking about it."
"Of course, but..." Renault smiled slightly, raised his head and looked behind Roy, "The Grand Duke is here."
Roy turned his head in surprise and saw Grand Duke Adolf and Fano hurried across the porch of the auxiliary building, stepping onto the lawn, and walking towards this side.