It was so difficult to get a legal territory that even though Viron and Mokre knew that the things in the secret library were shameful, they still wanted to take the risk.

If they can really get the things in the secret warehouse and escape the trouble caused by these items, it is not impossible to exchange for legal territory in the Kingdom of Woma.

However, Baron Wilt was not an incompetent person. He was good at controlling his subordinates and divided his subordinates into several parts.

Those who know the value of these things will not know where these things are buried; those who know where these things are buried will not know what is in this secret library.

Those who know what they are are all the absolute confidants of Baron Wilt, and they also know the troubles that these things are in general, and those who know the location are of course also Baron Wilt's confidants, and without any accidents, they will not touch these unknown things.

Especially Baron Wilt was obviously so short of money, and even took the initiative to support the bandits and robbers and shared the spoils by himself.

A dignified baron, even though he was so angry that he didn't dare to sell these things. As long as he was not a fool, he knew that these things must be extremely hot.

Lord Viron was painting big pie for these future men, and was thinking about it.

In fact, these people were afraid that Lord Viron would leave them behind when he went to the Kingdom of Woma. Lord Viron was also worried that he would leave the Kingdom of Woma. These people would scatter like birds and beasts.

In terms of combat ability, Velen himself was probably between a first-level warrior and a second-level warrior. He had to rely on force to make a living without worrying about starving to death. When he arrived at a place where he was unfamiliar with the Woma Kingdom, without a group of capable subordinates, it would be even more difficult for him to stand out.

But of course he couldn't say that at this time.

"Since everyone goes to a strange country together, they must unite to survive and live a good life."

Weilun didn't say anything big, he simply used simple words like "live a good life" to impress these soldiers - these soldiers are basically illiterate, and it would be useless to say too many noble things.

"Everyone has no other ability to make a living. Although I can find some jobs such as aristocratic teachers and consultants, since everyone is in trouble, they will definitely not be able to leave you behind. So after thinking about it, there is only the mercenary business that is suitable for us to do together."

"But there is another question for everyone to be mercenaries together. Can you keep obedient like you did when you were soldiers?"

Sir Viron asked.

"No problem, we were originally soldiers. As long as you can take us to live a good life, we will listen to you." A soldier said happily.

"Okay, from now on, we must reorganize the team and look like a mercenary team." Lord Weilun made a request without hesitation.

In fact, he proposed this only to determine his leadership. These soldiers have been thieves, and for them, the binding force of discipline is not that great.

But now, these soldiers are still very cooperative.

"I'm responsible for the scouts."

“Ham and I are responsible for observing the back path.”

"Then Rasder and I are responsible for the indirect response." An archer said.

Everyone is a veteran, and Virgin is the one who leads the allocation. Everyone quickly assigns personal tasks and even arranges the rotation order.

After order was established, these scattered deserters suddenly felt their morale and their mental outlook became very different.

"Lord Viron is really good at it. I used to think he was just a lord counselor who came up with ideas."

Walking at the end, Ham, who was in charge of the safety of the rear, turned his head to observe the rear and said to his companions.

"After he adjusted this, the team immediately felt like it was completely reborn. With his skills, after we arrived at the Woma Kingdom, it should be no problem to be a mercenary after we arrived at the Woma Kingdom."

Another soldier was also happy, and his frustration of leaving his hometown faded a lot.

"——Hey, what is that?" Ham asked in surprise instead of answering his words.

"What did you say?" Another soldier also turned his head and looked back.

In the distance, a figure flew over the wasteland at a speed that exceeded the galloping horse. Wherever he passed, the dead grass automatically separated.

It's like the waves that radiate water to both sides when sailing at high speed.

"Lord Viron, someone is coming, maybe for us!" Ham confirmed that the other party rushed straight toward this side and shouted quickly.

"How many people?" Weilun also shouted.

The two people who were observing behind the back were about 30 meters away from the middle of the team. What they could see was still invisible due to angle issues.

“Only one person.”

"Then you pay attention, get closer to everyone, be careful, wait for him to come and interrogate." Weilun didn't take it seriously, and after he finished speaking, he turned his head over.

Although only the strong dare to act alone in the wilderness, there are still about 30 people in this team, so there are no need to be afraid of just one person.

"——Ahhhhhhhhhhh, he is here, help!" A cry of help came from behind.

Viron turned his head suddenly.

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The wind thrives on both sides, and the qi and blood are like tides!

At the beginning, Ander just used the airflow gushing under his feet to leap forward, but as he ran for a long distance, Ander gradually used his arms.

The arms fluctuate like snakes, and the qi and blood produce local spirals, driving the airflow, forming a layer of gas wings similar to the wings.

Of course, these fragile gas wings cannot withstand up and down slaps like birds, but when Ender floats forward, they can act as a glider.

When he reached the last hundred meters away from the target, Ander suddenly opened his arms, and his whole body rose up like a big bird, and rushed toward a hundred meters away.

The two soldiers who were cut off from behind were looking at Ende from a distance, thinking that it was just a small black shadow, so they turned around to report the situation, but who knew that when they turned back and looked back, the enemy was actually right in front of them!

Ander held the sword in his left hand and his shoes in his right hand, his arms wide open, and the man came to the sky like a giant eagle, and only his feet were still empty.

So he can only make trouble on other people's heads.

When Lord Viron looked back, he happened to see a soldier lying on the ground. The black figure stepped on Hamm's head and took advantage of the force to draw an almost straight arc. His feet did not touch the ground, and he flew over thirty meters away!

"Ah—" Lord Viron was shocked.

What does this mean when you jump thirty meters? That's not much different from flying.

Lord Viron retreated quickly and hoped that the soldiers around him would block the shadow. As long as they could block the shadow, there might be a little chance of turning around under the siege.

However, while retreating quickly, Lord Viron looked around from the corner of his eyes, hoping that someone would come to save the place, but almost made his nose skew - the people around him ran away faster than him.

At least Weilun retreated and opened up the distance when facing the enemy.

The archers and soldiers around him simply let go of their legs and ran wildly. Two archers threw away the longbows in their hands, and they wanted to hit the ground with all their feet to speed up.

With such courage, I also want to be a mercenary?

Weilun blamed these soldiers for wrongly.

No one wants to face Ende's sword if any soldier who sees Ende with his own eyes!

That kind of magical sword technique is definitely not something that soldiers of their level can defeat by number and courage.

Seeing this familiar black suit and looking at the terrible ability of thirty meters without touching the ground, the soldiers completely lost the courage to resist head-on.

The black shadow flew over, and Viron's speed of retreating was no match for the black shadow flew over.

Weilun draws his sword!

Viron fell to the ground.

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A day later, the convoy was on his way back to Leicester.

In addition to the original four carriages, two carriages were added, but the newly added two carriages had no horses and could only rely on people to pull them.

On that day, Lord Viron and others ran away overnight. Because they wanted to cross the mountains, they did not bring a carriage, but the horses were taken away.

Although the four northern lords have been unified, the application for Baron Leicester to be promoted to viscount has not been approved by the Kingdom Elders' House. Therefore, the four northern lords are still four territories in name, and people are more accustomed to using the original title to express place names.

"Miss, when will Sir Ander be back? Should we stay alone and wait for him?" Beaver took a few quick steps, came to Emilia and asked in a low voice.

Old Tang En had already explained that except for Miss Belle (Emilya)'s safety is the first priority, and the next one is to promote the marriage between Miss and Sir Ander.

After hearing Beaver's words, Emilya quickly walked to the front of the team and asked Trigan the same question.

After all, in terms of experience in marching and fighting, even the servants of the Castle of Locoway were not as good as those of Telligan, who had been adventurers and became knights who relied on military merits.

Trigan had a good impression of Emilya. When he saw Emilya ask, he touched the beard on his chin, thought for a while, and said, "Those people haven't escaped for a long time. If Ender didn't chase the wrong direction, he should be able to catch up with them within a day or two."

"It doesn't take much time to deal with twenty or thirty people. If we count the time to force confession, half a day will be enough. If we say that, Ender should catch up within three to four days - at that time, we will almost return to Leicester to get it."

"Mr. Tligan, after all, Ander is my lord, and I want to stop here and wait for him." Amilia couldn't help but say when she heard that she had only four days left.

"Emilya, the thieves in Wilter are rampant, not a safe place. It would be too dangerous for you to stop alone." Telligan shook his head.

"Let's do this. If you have to wait for Ender, let's wait for him together. Ender just left me some seasonings and we can barbecue." Corey said.

Before Ander left, Corey deducted most of his seasonings. He was very impressed by Ander's barbecue that day, and now he could just roast the meat again.

"Uh--Okay, camp early today, let's wait for Ender." When talking about barbecue, Telligan obviously swallowed.

"Hey, that's - Sir Ander? Sir Ander is back!" The soldiers who were sitting in the carriage took turns to rest and took on the observation mission shouted.

Everyone looked back and saw two people walking towards this side with a horse-riding team.

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Ender killed all Veeron's soldiers.

In front of Ender, the soldiers who ran away on two legs were too slow, and under Ender's observation and smell, it was useless to hide behind trees and bushes.

But when Ander asked Viron, some problems arose.

It’s not that Viron is strong and can hold on to the point of being able to speak out under the subtle means of urging into the human body by urging into the human body. In fact, before Ande could even get into the force, Viron made a direct move.
To be continued...