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CHAPTER 249 CHAPTER 0248
Steel and cloth are precious in any corner of the continent.

The welcome queue of the Kingdom of Norin is very luxurious. The frosted armor has a feeling of indestructibility, and their waists and hips and the buckles on the mounts are all carved with emblems. From a long distance, there is a radiance of justice .

Ken and Lorgar had good eyes.

They can perceive the opponent's strict military discipline and decisive and experienced battlefield style.

Every soldier waiting here has killed someone before, and his skills are extraordinary, although most of the calluses are blocked by the hand armor and inner armor...

But judging from the outline of the muscles, no one is easy to mess with!
"Thank you, I am the Knight Commander of Norlin Kingdom, let me see Mag."

The leader stepped forward at a steady pace.

He took the initiative to say hello to Ken.

His tone is calm and powerful, slightly hoarse, with a very charming [Shacharov Plain] accent, pleasant to hear, and at the same time revealing unquestionable prestige.

Lorgar frowned.

He took it as an offense.

But Zhan Jing warned before leaving:
If Lorgar could not correct his identity as a [mercenary], there would be a risk of exposing the team, and he would be sent back to Sandun Kaya alone.

The leader noticed Lorgar's mood.

【This knight is also a careful commander, but he has not yet doubted it. After all, there are many pretentious guys among the mercenaries. 】

"Hold on."

Ken didn't get out of the way.

Quema and Lowndes double-teamed and seemed to be on guard.

"Are you the ones escorting Meg?"

The leader of the knight commander turned slightly sideways, exposing the hilt of his waist, as if to warn, and also to show his attitude.

Hiss law --

The beastliness released by Long Jing almost startled Dong Ma.

"Please be patient, sir."

Ken didn't flinch, he took the rope to position himself, and easily stabilized his mount.

As a mercenary, he must have his own professional ethics, and he must not lose face of the Golden Shield Guild.

"I have to confirm with Miss McGonagall first."

Hearing these words, the knight commander slowly relaxed his brows. He cast a glance of approval, and covered the metal head on the hilt with his palm.

The soldiers behind him also put away their pre-attack actions.

Quema's back felt cold.

He is a shooter with keen observation skills—just now, at least ten arrows and assassination magic were aimed at him.

Ken went back to the side of the car.

He banged on the window on horseback.

He said: "Take a look and see if it is safe. If there is a problem, we are afraid that we will be in trouble. This team is ready to go, and it is very difficult to mess with."

Meg opened the curtain.

She found:
Ken blocked his face with his body, but left a gap to observe the situation.

"Hehe, you look really professional, you seem to be very involved in the show, or did you really work as a mercenary before?"

Mag complained softly.

Ken didn't answer, but stared at the cavalry leader.

He felt that the other party's hostility was decreasing sharply, and he even developed a little affection.

[Representative Norlin attaches great importance to Mag's safety, and your protective actions can improve his impression of you. 】

When Ken saw the note, he knew that this guy should be fine.

Mag just glanced at it for a while before turning back to the carriage. She opened the door and tiptoed onto the breeze-blossoming mountain path.

Ken got off his horse and followed behind with a half-step distance, protecting him tightly.

An adjutant came from among the Norlin cavalry, carrying a thick blanket, which seemed to be kept in the belly of the camel beast, and it was still warm.

Mag smiled, and gave a standard southern Xinjiang greeting.

The knight commander took the blanket and put it on her, the movement was very natural, even with a little pampering, and then...

He even stretched out his hand and flicked on Mag's chin.

"Hiss, the iron is painful!"

McGonagall showed anger.

Ken looked a little dazed.

Female scholars have always had the impression that they are simply unaffected in the hearts of everyone in Thornton Kaya.

That mature and independent girl was a little dependent and shy at this moment.

Ken realized:
The man in front of him gave Mag a great sense of security and trust.

"Sorry," Mag stepped back, cleared her throat, and introduced. "This is the mercenary leader of the Golden Shield Guild. We met Mr. Clayte Wu, who was the escort team he introduced to the teacher. He was responsible for taking me and the teacher to the Red Maple Heights."

"Hard."

The cavalry leader nodded his head.

His expression was calm and majestic.

McGonagall hesitated for a moment, then turned around, faced him, and introduced in a lower voice: "Norland Kingdom Northern Expedition Knight Commander, uh...my brother."

Ken raised his eyebrows, not hiding his surprise.

The female scholar laughed. If you observe carefully, the two people do have some similarities.

She said, "Lummingway Lerporta."

"I am Ken Maharu."

Ken greeted him politely.

In his heart, he completely regarded himself as the leader of the mercenary guild.

And a guild leader with a reputation throughout the southern border countries should show due principles of doing things and have basic self-confidence. Even when facing a kingdom knight commander, he must have corresponding psychological changes. true enough.

Mag quietly observed his every move.

She wanted to laugh, but also admired secretly.

To be able to switch his role in such a short period of time, it is estimated that only Ken can do it.

He acted so real.

From clothing to words and deeds, there is a mercenary style everywhere. If you cover the opponent's face with dazzling eyes, it will even leave an indelible impression in the subconscious.

Langmingway raised his hand again.

The adjutant came over and stood upright, waiting for the order from the knight commander.

Ken knew that the other party was going to take over the escort team, but he suddenly said:
"We will not withdraw. Miss McGonagall must also stay in a place we think is safe enough. You can increase the guards, but you are not allowed to invade the core area, otherwise I will swear to protect Miss McGonagall's safety."

"Mr. Maharu, did you hear the conversation just now?"

Langmingway did not get angry, but finished speaking with a heavy tone, and then stared at Ken quietly.

The army formation behind him is neat, with a strong sense of oppression, and ordinary people will definitely give in under this momentum.

But Ken didn't.

He reduced the distance between himself and Mag to within half a step, and said: "My task is to escort Miss Mag to the Red Maple Heights. You can meet or protect the periphery. No one is allowed to enter the core area." .”

He reiterated his principles.

Langmingway waved his hand.

The adjutant handed out a heavy leather bag, even if he didn't need to open it, he could still hear the exciting sound of gold coins clattering inside.

Ken didn't pick it up and let it drop to the floor without even looking down.

Langmingway said: "No matter how much they promised you, I am willing to pay double or even more. I will protect my sister myself. Can the reputation of the Lerbota family still be trusted by you?"

　In order to celebrate EDG winning the championship, I will post five chapters tomorrow. It may not be possible for a few days in a row. I had a headache last night playing the game all night, so I will post it on time. Good night, streaking is breaking the law, remember!
　　
　
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