Chapter 176

The misty and fine spring rain gently knocked on the flat bluestone road and splashed some transparent raindrops. The road from tunwobao to ewendell town was completely shrouded by layers of rain and fog like a veil. The far and near forests were full of green spring under the baptism of rain, and the pace of the spring season seemed to come ahead of schedule.

Dada! Dada! Dada!

A black heavy cavalry team of more than 20 people rode red horses and ran like thunder in the rain. The majestic momentum filled the air and tore open the dense drizzle.

The heavy mask covers modrian's face, and the scarlet color in his pupils keeps flowing. He has just been promoted to the Knight Chief. He needs to explore too many details about his strength, and because he chose the path of war knight, the help provided by many heroes under his command is limited.

More rely on his own exploration, including the understanding and application of [Knight aura: Blood brilliance]. Each time, he will have different harvest, just like an endless treasure that can be slowly excavated.

Oh!

The sky blue bluebird soared in the rainy night and morning. The slender wings left clear traces in the rain curtain. The subtle cyan energy surged as if it were melted into heaven and earth. The dense and blurred drizzle ignored her existence and never a drop of rain fell on the body.

When the cold wind blows, the bluebird hovers around the track and marks the mark of the full moon in the air. Then it falls like a sharp arrow and floats on modrian's shoulder. The bird's beak moves like a whisper.

"Gregory is waiting by the side of the road?" modrian frowned slightly. He didn't choose to pass through irvindale town this time, but set out directly from tunwobao to save some trouble.

But now it seems that there should be something important, otherwise Gregory won't come here without authorization. The laws of the Knox empire are more stringent than expected.

Modrian waved his right hand to show the soldiers of dreus and trefari Corps behind him to slow down. This time, there are not many accompanying people when they go to limontanlu. After all, it is the capital of a country. Too many people will cause unnecessary disputes, especially when the storm is coming, the eye-catching people will always be remembered.

Led by dreus, with vosman as his deputy and 20 trefari soldiers, they were the entourage of the trip.

In addition, considering the legendary strength and intelligence, the peer Jana and robbery are in the dark of the team to prevent accidental changes.

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The breeze carrying the drizzling spring rain drips down the lush green grass on the roadside, moistens the numerous trees on both sides of the road, and the occasional horse snoring will blow a vacancy on the dense rain curtain.

Nearby, a silent array of black cavalry stood in the continuous drizzle, allowing the cold raindrops to disperse on the surface of the armor and turn into transparent droplets.

"Hey, Horace, shall we just wait?" in front of the black array, on the far right edge, congreev in armor moved his stiff body slightly and complained softly.

"Why not greet in the town of irvindale? But be baptized by the rain in this damn rain curtain!"

The young man called Horace kept a straight posture, heard the words of his companions, and quietly explained: "because the Lord has his own considerations, maybe he doesn't want to enter the town of ewendell."

Recalling the experience of joining the guard army of ewendell town these days, Horace's heart is full of surprise and curiosity. His strict upper and lower levels, strong combat ability and perfect tacit cooperation give him a strong shock. Compared with his insight, Horace is no less than the elite cavalry corps of Gongwei Wangdu.

The scenes of training and combat also forced him to strengthen some ideas in his heart, which is why he is standing here today.

"Well, well, I don't want to know what other noble lords think." Congreve glanced at the figure in front of the array with the rest of his eyes and continued to whisper.

"Now I just want to know when we have to wait? I miss the warm bath water at home."

"According to the distance, it should be..." Horace suddenly stopped, raised his tight eyes, and his deep eyes seemed to penetrate the rain curtain into the distance.

At the same time, Gregory at the front of the black cavalry array pulled the reins, gently clamped the horse's belly, and walked forward slowly. Horace followed up tacitly.

"Eh, Horace, you......" kongriff, who was on his side, made a sound of surprise and looked at the partner who left the queue with his horse, some at a loss.

The laziness and freedom that once belonged to mercenaries were almost wiped out under the noxasian military training, and the rest was the unreserved implementation of orders, such as the prohibition of orders now.

A group of cavalry with more than 20 people broke through the rain curtain, and the roaring hooves crushed the dense rain and splashed some muddy water. When they saw the situation here from a distance, the leader gently pulled the reins, the leaping horses jumped high, and the strong hoofs kicked the falling rain.

"Good day, Lord!" Gregory saw this, rode forward and saluted respectfully.

Modrian raised his face armor. His calm face could not see any expression. He glanced at the cavalry on Gregory's side and asked.

"What's important?"

"It's Horace who wants to see you. Some news about Limon Tanlu." Gregory said, pointing to Horace, who remained calm on his side. The recruited mercenary found himself late last night and talked about some important things.

"Horace Lindbergh dahler, have you met Baron modrian!" Horace took off his helmet, put his right hand on his chest, held the sword in his left hand, pointed the sword tip to the ground, and then tilted his body slightly, which is a very standard aristocratic etiquette.

Modrian half narrowed his eyes and looked at Horace, who saluted in front of him. His surprised look flashed away.

"Lindbergh, Dale? It seems that I've heard of... Perez castle... About limontanlu... I remember."

"Ha, I didn't expect that the barren North would attract a noble of the Dale family. It seems that there is a lot of excitement in the king's capital. Do you want to find help?" modrian said calmly, looking at Horace.

There is only one nobleman in the stoke Kingdom who takes Dale as his surname. The hereditary Marquis of the Kingdom - the Dale family, and now the Marquis of dale is the finance minister of the Kingdom and the real top family.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with the previous rumors. Baron modrian is really not very popular in the Peres family. I haven't even heard of my name." Horace said with a bitter smile. From what he said, it seems that he is very famous in the aristocratic circle.

Hearing the speech, modrian was not disturbed by Horace's words. He looked at Horace's expression again and was looking for relevant memories in his mind.

"Horace... Lindbergh... Dale family... Wait, it's you?" modrian Huoran recalled the anecdotes he heard at the family banquet a long time ago. His face was a little strange. It was a rumor that had been circulating from the king's capital since ancient times.

"Aren't you sent out of Stoke and never come back for life?"

"Yes, it's me," Horace nodded and admitted, pointing to his face. "All my life!? hehe, I still have many things to put down. How can I escape in embarrassment?"

"Baron modrian must have wondered why I came to you at such a time?"

"It's simple. I want to make a deal with you!"

"With the message of Limon Tanlu..."