Chapter 604

"Next you are my guard knight."

"Guard knight?"

"Haven't you heard the word?"

"I've seen it in novels."

"Then you are."

Anyang smiles and beckons Sheryl to open the door.

The morning light outside is just right, showing warm light gold, which makes the world bright and warm.

Sheryl was a little confused and embarrassed to think of her psychological thoughts when she just walked into the room. But this embarrassment did not show on her face. She was still indifferent to her face, like snow under the sun.

They went out and the door was closed again.

When Anyang was walking in the manor, Sheryl had changed into a light steel armor and followed him.

This guard knight is still very satisfying. He has a very attractive body and appearance, a smart brain and a few words. Because his personality is more proud and his interpersonal communication in the territory is not extensive. Now the average physical quality of the three points is barely enough.

Generally speaking, the physical fitness from 1.0 to 2.0 is relatively simple, and the overall combat power is not greatly improved.

However, it's difficult to upgrade from 2.0 to the top. There's a kind of way of reaching the limit. With a systematic algorithm, every decimal point power increase above 2.0 will become larger and larger, and the power increase in the later stage will become more and more terrifying.

The people who reach the ready knight in this world have basically exceeded the limit of human body in the real world.

Walking to the manor stable, there is a figure in front.

Lydia looked at his back with a cold face. Sheryl in light armour was very prominent. With a slender cross sword on her waist, she could not leave Anyang. She seemed to guard him. Her long legs were very striking.

"Ian!"

"Cousin Lydia."

Anyang walked past with a smile.

But Lydia's face was still not good, and her heart was filled with anger, and her chest was full under her light armour. Although I don't know when to start, it's my right to protect Ian in her heart.

"What's the matter?"

"What?"

"When did you get involved with Sheryl?"

"Cousin, you misunderstood."

"My eyes tell me that it's true. It's only in the morning that she's with you. I've only seen this kind of thing in Mickey and Sheryl's sisters! So, has she finally expressed her loyalty to you with her body? "

Sheryl was a little sullen, but she held back.

Although she now feels that she has beaten Lydia, she is Anyang's guard knight after all. Besides her strength, Lydia also has the status in the territory. It's not wise for her to conflict with her.

Anyang turned her head and gave her a look that didn't move. "Cousin xuelil and I didn't have the kind of relationship you wanted."

Lydia sneered twice.

When Sheryl heard this, she didn't know what to think of. When she saw it, she was a little shy.

Lydia's sarcasm grew stronger.

Anyang continued to explain helplessly: "cousin xuelil said that she wanted to support me this morning. I was just recovering from my serious injury, so I asked cousin xuelil to walk with me in the manor to relax. Unexpectedly, I met my cousin. It was really a coincidence."

Lydia frowned, thinking that he had been seriously injured, and with a gentle expression, she said, "uncle is looking for you."

Anyang was surprised: "the Baron is back?"

"You should call him father!"

"Oh."

Anyang nodded: "what can I do for him?"

Lydia looked serious: "maybe, I don't know. I just saw my uncle in armor, and he was furious without any time to deal with his wounds. It might be very important to look for you everywhere in the castle."

Anyang's face suddenly sank.

He turned and looked at Sheryl again, and went on silently: "I'll go to the castle right away."

Lydia nodded and walked with him.

The armor of the two men collided with a clear rhythm.

Just at the gate of the castle, the magnificent figure stood in the middle of the road and waited for them. The Baron was really hurt. The heavy armor of the knight was cut out. It can be seen that the battle was very fierce. When Anyang arrived, he fell down.

"Ian, come with me!"

Then there was a broad heavy back.

Anyang, as always, did not make a sound. He turned his head and glanced at Sheryl, who followed the Baron silently.

Lydia, who was standing beside him, turned to look at Sheryl coldly. From her eyes, she could see that Anyang trusted Sheryl more. Her face became more silent, and her eyes were a little grumpy.

Sheryl looked at her in an unusual way, fearless, and then walked to the castle with her sword in her hand.

"Hateful!"

Lydia's eyes grew more violent.Lydia even grasped the cross sword at her waist. After a pause, she let it go again and followed her fast.

The castle was not big, but it was designed to meet the needs of the war. About ten minutes later, Lydia stopped Sheryl in front of a corridor leading to the top of the castle and held the hilt in one hand.

"In front is the place in the castle for normal meetings. Your identity is not qualified to enter!"

Sheryl also held her hilt in one hand and tit for tat. At this time, there was an amazing sense of familiarity from the sword.

"Miss Lydia, I often come here!"

As a prepared knight, Lydia obviously felt the changes in her body, but she still despised: "I'm curious about what gives you the courage to talk to me like this, is it Ian? What happened to you? "

Sheryl glanced at her, not much, and tried to cross her and move on.

Lydia stopped her again: "now the Baron has something important to do, I forbid anyone to disturb!"

"I'm at the door!" insisted Sheryl

"There's a guard at the door, you're not needed!"

Cheryl's face sank. "Master Ian needs me!"

Lydia snorted scornfully, and immediately drew out the cross sword in half: "the Baron won't hurt Ian, and even if there is something wrong with Ian, I will protect him. You don't need to, you can protect yourself!"

……

The conference room is very spacious and empty, mainly in black color, which is solemn and dignified subconsciously.

At this time, two figures stood in front of the long oval stone table. One was a well-balanced man with a green face, and the other was a middle-aged man in a broken and bloody armor. His tall figure was even more terrifying by the heavy armor.

"Ian."

The Baron was still calm, but his voice was heavy.

"Yes."

"I hear you beat pishua and nylat?"

"Yes."

"Do you have anything to tell me?"

Anyang shook his head: "I don't understand."

"Bang!"

The Baron slapped the table hard, and the leather gloves inlaid with iron left some potholes in front of the stone table: "then how do you say you defeated pishua and nylat? Why I don't think you're so good at it. "

"Anyang light way:" I have always been so

How strong is the Baron's desire to control, even among the remote aristocrats with abnormal rights, almost to the extent that even his own son must firmly grasp in his hand, how not angry to hear this.

"But why don't you tell me!"

"You have not asked me."

The Baron immediately opened his eyes angrily. He raised his hand and wanted to slap him. With his tall body and bloody uniform, the Baron undoubtedly put great pressure on people. In addition to the usual cruel means, even the maids on both sides began to shake.

But he paused in the air, anger continued to grow, or failed to put this slap down.

The cold light in Anyang's eyes disappeared, but he was relieved, at least not as worried as he was.

The Baron said, "how can you beat them!"

Anyang asked, "what do you mean?"

The Baron accentuated his voice and repeated, "how can you beat them just at this time!"

"Well?"

Instead of solving his doubts, the Baron continued to ask, "why did you make a detour on your way back?"

Anyang said the original words again.

When the Baron was silent, he suddenly looked very tired and said, "the grandson of the Marquis is dead, that is, the man who made the referee for you when you dueled with them, and the child who robbed your fiancee, Confield."

"Hiss!"

Anyang took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes: "they thought I did it?"

The Baron stares at him with a heavy voice: "the Marquis is is furious. He catches and interrogates all the people who had close contact with cage ball that day, but he doesn't find you. Especially those close to cage that day, such as pishia anthers and nirat ente, who, in order to get out of the way, poked out the grudge between you and cage pole, and said that you were beaten to death for ConocoPhillips! "

Anyang is a little dignified. He has guessed all the causes and consequences of the incident, but in order to not suddenly show a big gap with the original Ian, he pretends not to know: "but But how could the Marquis believe that? "

"Bang!"

The Baron clapped his hand on the table again, and the wound of the shaken armor cracked, but his brow didn't wrinkle: "it's bad that you temporarily changed your route on the way. The Marquis didn't find you back to the territory at all!"

So it is!

Anyang looks a little throbbing.

The Baron took a deep breath, looked at him again, and finally sighed, "Oh, you really have changed a lot! But don't be afraid, I will protect you if I talk about it! "After a pause, he said, "as for your concealment of my affairs, I'll wait until it's over."

Anyang nodded heavily.

He opened the door and walked out of the meeting room. He was shocked to find that Sheryl was standing at the door, ready to go. He could draw a sword and rush in as soon as he heard the signal. Two guards on both sides were also very nervous by her.

At least ten meters behind is Lydia. She looks unbelievable, panting and her hair is a little messy.

Anyang looked up at the sky and nodded to Sheryl, "let's go."

Through the door, we can see some tired Baron leaning on the conference table, blood dripping down the heavy armour, his eyes are shining to Anyang's back, his hands are beating the table consciously, I don't know what they are thinking.

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