Chapter 106 Hunting Competition Part 1

"Good morning, Your Excellency Chuld Defendi!"

The lady from Baron Till's family picked up the corner of her skirt with her right hand, and bowed in the same way. Baidu: +

In the next ten minutes, the descendants of the two barons exchanged greetings like friends they hadn't seen for a long time. The subordinates and guards of both sides stood behind them, waiting quietly.

Of course, the hostility between them still exists.

Even, more intense than before——

"I suppose we can go?"

Baron Zhaner, who had been hiding somewhere before, reappeared at this time, and put an end to the seemingly endless exchange of greetings between the two descendants of the baron.

It was the first time for the young men of the Fei Chalun Knights to see the merits of this idiot baron.

At least, the other party is still useful at this time!

Of course, if one of the parties is replaced by someone else, instead of the lady from Baron Till's family, I'm afraid that Baron Jayll will definitely not stand out.

"Then, let's go!"

Baron Jayer said this, and his colleague, he took his guards, and walked at the forefront of the convoy—as we all know, Baron Jayer, who has no descendants, had to face the invitation of the Marquis of Vauban in person. go to.

As for replacing it with collateral relatives?

Undoubtedly, this is very disrespectful and can easily cause unnecessary disputes.

And Baron Zhaner, who wanted to live his life in peace, absolutely did not want such a dispute to arise; therefore, he had to go there in person.

In this regard, Dean expressed luck.

If Baron Zhaner is still in Zhaner Town, his other subordinate, Jack, will have some difficulties in unifying the underground forces in the entire Zhaner Territory, then the departure of Baron Zhaner will make the last A little resistance has completely disappeared.

"Captain!"

Huck looked at Dean and asked with his eyes - Baron Jayle's convoy had already moved ahead, and it was their turn or Defendi's lead, and those guys led by Defendi.

It looks a little impatient.

As the lord of Zhaner, Baron Zhaner was the first in the team, which is beyond reproach.

And when it was the second turn, it was natural to fight for it.

Regardless of strength. Or fame.

It's all the standard to measure this - and the guys from the Defendi leader who just lost for a while, naturally won't back down at this time.

In fact, the nephew of the Baron de Fendi has already issued an order that he must win the second one to set off.

Facing such an order, those knights who were mercenaries in Defendi's territory had already unsheathed their swords. Obviously, they wanted to complete such an order. It can be done at any cost.

The mercenaries that exist for Kimpton will always exist.

It is also because of their desperate spirit that sometimes appears.

However, De Fendi leader was willing to go all out, but Dean was not willing to - if the murderous aura surged up before. If he wants to kill these Defendi leaders, then at this time, he still has not changed his original intention.

However, the method and method need to be changed.

After all, the subordinates beside him are different from each other. The opponent can be recruited again after death, but Dean has no such conditions; therefore, any subordinate is extremely valuable.

If he died on the battlefield, Dean had nothing to say.

However, if you die here. That's really not worth it...

"Let them live!"

Dean motioned to his subordinates.

Then, the young people of the Fechalen Knights stood on the side of the road and watched the guys from the Defendi collar pass in front of them; When he was in front of people, he didn't have the slightest complacency before. Each of them looked extremely nervous.

When passing through some times, they even stared at the every move of these young people.

Especially the captain of the knight level, and ten guys who were close to the knight level, all gathered in front of Dean, looking vigilant.

Obviously, they were very worried that this powerful young man in front of them would violently hurt others.

After all, all the previous events have shown that this seemingly indifferent and arrogant young man in front of him is definitely not a good-tempered; and that kind of wanton murderous aura is to tell these people who have been hovering on the edge of life and death, who is the other party? There are countless murders in the true sense; otherwise, it would be impossible to have that kind of murderous aura.

When the last guy led by De Fendi passed, the knight-level captain led his elite subordinates to retreat slowly. After a full dozen yards, they turned their horses around and chased after the team in front of them. .

"A guy like a clown!"

Huck commented on these Defendi collar guys.

For such an evaluation, the young people around nodded their heads one after another.

"Let's go, it's our turn - the two-day trip has just begun, we have just evaluated them, and they are also evaluating us... So, I hope this evaluation will continue until the end!"

Dean reminded his younger subordinates.

Elites naturally have their own pride, but such pride is definitely not because of their character, but because of their strength.

Only with truly strong strength can one have real pride.

And what Dean needs is such an elite, not a group of flashy guys.

Therefore, before his subordinates really grow up, he needs to remind these young people all the time.

Dean glanced at the young people around him with a special expression. After seeing Dean's gaze, every young person felt a sense of pride in his heart, and immediately put away the smugness; undoubtedly, in the eyes of these young people In his heart, Dean already had an irreplaceable majesty, the kind of majesty accumulated from victories and disappointments.

This kind of majesty of "victorious in all battles" is undoubtedly more effective than all words.

Therefore, after hearing Dean's reminder, all the young people responded loudly——

"Yes, Captain!"

...

The team began to move forward, but the seemingly whole team maintained a state of inseparability. Baron Zhaner at the front seemed to have no intention of sending out scouts at all—obviously. He thought that his team, which had more than a hundred people and were all heavily armed, would never be attacked.

However, Baron Defendi's nephew and Dean both sent their own scouts.

Not really. That exchange replaces.

But the kind that each takes care of itself.

After all, with the relationship between the two parties, even if one party offered to help, the other party would be deeply suspicious.

And whenever the scouts from both sides passed by, there would be very unpleasant stares—although the provocation hadn't appeared yet, in Dean's view, it was just a matter of time.

Dean knew all too well how the mercenaries behaved.

If he really killed a few people on the other side before, these mercenaries would definitely tuck their tails and be more honest than anyone else, but it was just a deterrent.

For these mercenaries, it is far from enough.

Simply put. That is, without the real threat of death, one never knows fear.

Dean predicted that by lunch time at most, such conflicts would erupt again—verbal provocations, then fights, and then. Bleeding and even death.

This is the general behavior pattern of mercenaries.

Of course, Dean will never follow the opponent's behavior pattern, he will skip the previous steps and directly enter the final result.

die!

For such a death, Dean is indifferent.

The positions of both parties do not need his guilt or pity at all.

What's more, his current state. In order to improve the level of [Dragon Sword Art] faster, Dean didn't mind, and killed more opponents.

After all, according to the comparison between the opponent's strength and his current level, the experience given by the opponent is still very rich.

However, something was beyond Dean's expectations. During the break at noon, the guys led by De Fendi did not provoke and make trouble, and even their eyes changed slightly: dissatisfaction and dissatisfaction turned into a deeper gloating.

In fact. The expression on the other party's face is also the same.

"Captain, what the hell are they going to do?"

Undoubtedly, the rough guy, the deputy head Huck, could see that something was wrong.

"It's nothing more than a 'game' of some mercenaries!"

After Dean glanced at the appearance of those mercenaries, he had already guessed in his heart that they were inseparable.

Just like knights, when mercenaries are normal, they don't drink and fight. They also have their own training, but compared to the training of knights, the training of mercenaries is more casual.

However, one thing is the same, that is, duels and competitions.

"However, our overall strength is obviously weaker than them. Even in order to take into account the face of the nobles, Chuld Defendi will not make such a request... Thanks again to our Baron Janel!"

Dean thought about it.

If it wasn't for the presence of Baron Jail, Dean couldn't guarantee whether the other party would take the risk.

After all, there are too many things like Death Tell No Tale on Godez.

Huck on the side looked at the thinking Dean, and didn't bother - Huck's admiration for his young leader really grew more and more every day.

Huck didn't think he could think of things that even Dean couldn't think of.

Huck, therefore, remained silent.

However, at this moment, that Chuld Defendi led the knight captain and walked towards here——

"Captain Dean Ken!"

Chuld Defendi gestured to Miss Baroness Tire in the distance, and then greeted Dean with a smile.

"His Excellency Chuld Defendi!"

Dean responded.

"I want a game before dinner—a game of hunting!"

Chuld Defendi said so.

ps The blue screen of the notebook, looking for a computer repairer, a toss all morning!

As a result, from changing to xp, the decadent computer was fixed!

Hard work! !