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Chapter 384 0383: Knight's Mask

Norlin Knight Commander Lang Mingwei reined in the reins, and the strong [Dragon Thorn] stopped beside the horse.

The giant beast's muscles were knotted, and its breath was like waves. It was difficult for the north wind to penetrate its armor and fur, and the hot air flow turned into water mist and dissipated.

"Aren't you going to say goodbye to Mag?" Ken said.

He saw Lang Mingwei controlling the violent beast, the silver armor on his wrist collided with the armor.

Langmingway pretended not to hear, but turned to Ken after a long silence. "I didn't go to explore your deeds, maybe those brilliance and courage will make me mad with envy..."

Ken fought by his side, and walked out of the sea of ​​​​marauder corpses together.

He was even ready, as long as Langmingway opened his mouth, he was willing to confess the deeds of Thornton Kaya, and welcomed him at any time. "It's meaningless for you to say these things. I believe in your character and strength. I can..."

Fu, roar~
The roar of the beast interrupted Ken's statement.

Long Jing stomped the ground violently with his hooves, snow foam flew, and his heat breathed into white waves.

Langmingway tightened the reins again, frowned and yanked once more. He had never tamed the mount so roughly. It was like the method favored by savages. It was direct and effective, but not decent at all.

Ken noticed something strange, and when he looked again, he found that his eye sockets were sunken and bloodshot around his pupils.

"Are you... okay?" Ken tilted his head slightly and stared at him suspiciously.

Langmingway seemed to resist this kind of observation, and let Long Jing take two steps, and then took a deep breath before turning his back to Ken and continuing:
"You don't need to tell me clearly, and I... don't care if your surname is Maharu or Bouvier, as long as Mag trusts you."

He was silent for a moment, seemed to recover, and said in a strange tone: "Maybe you are right to hide from me, Ken, I am going back to Nolin, I have a hunch it will be very difficult this time, when the exact news came Before that, at least bring her to Teacher Burke."

Langmingway didn't wait for Ken to reply, patted Long Jing and turned around and walked into the distance.

This fang-toothed giant is even stronger than the Fay Wolf.

It growled impatiently, and seemed to be affected by the changes in its master's mood. It stepped heavily on the snow with its hoofs, snorting and gradually took a step forward.

The Dragon Thorn Knights followed one after another.

The bearded adjutant and the surrounding entourage, as well as the soldiers waiting in the distant camp, are all experienced fighters, and they are an indispensable force for Norin to deal with the war.

Ken rode back near the frame.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the car curtain slowly closing.

After the war at Ambera Ice Port, the number of teams expanded. There were not only several carriages for people to rest, but also special baggage camels and casual porters.

Ken knew that McGonagall showed reluctance for Langmingway's departure.

But she is the second daughter of a noble family, and her childhood education and stubborn personality have taught her how to hide her emotions, instead of showing weakness or asking for comfort like ordinary brothers and sisters.

"The storm is coming, bring an extra cotton jacket." Ken said.

He handed the package in.

Mag took it, and quickly closed the car door. There were traces of wiping tears on her pure white arm.

She knew that Ken was an extremely observant person, and she definitely couldn't hide her sadness, but even so, she still didn't want to be quiet for a while.

Mag suddenly found something in the padded jacket.

She unfolded it, and found that it was a knight's face armor, which was made of Norin white steel, and only the knight commander could dress it up.

"I left it to you, Lang Mingwei. He should be a great hero in your country, right?"

Ken rode on the horse, and instead of waiting for an answer, he heard suppressed sobbing from inside.

He tightened his stirrups and walked to the front of the team, giving McGonagall a private space.

Luo Jia was right next to him, until he was far away from the carriage, he lowered his voice and said to Zhan Jing: "Is this really okay... You are too gentle, will this hurt people more?"

The mask was picked up from the wreckage at Norlin's camp.

Langmingway didn't ask for anything.

Ken's mind was full of his expression when he left, frowned, and said instead: "He is very gentle with Mag under normal circumstances, but this guy is not in a normal state now."

Lorgar was noncommittal, and it was impossible to tell Miss McGonagall the truth anyway.

[Number of Troops: 63]

"Valery!" Ken yelled.

Then a strong man riding a folded-horned stag ran over. His head was covered with animal skins to protect against the cold, but his arm muscles were exposed to the cold wind.

[Character: Valery Che]

[Identity: Former Leader of the Axe Team]

[Description: A strong man in the northern border who is not good at words, a wrestler in the underground boxing ring, and a hunter in the wilderness. 】

The strong man walked along without saying a word, exhaling the mist.

Ken's eyes were still looking forward, and then he ordered: "Let's not take the main road, and find a few small paths in the villages."

"Is there anything unusual?" Valery asked.

Ken nodded and continued to look into the distance.

Quema rushed over after hearing the news, and squinted with Lorgar, but saw nothing except the snowstorm that was getting bigger and bigger.

"Don't focus on looking up, and watch your feet, gentlemen." Ken said helplessly.

Hearing the words, Valery rolled over the deer's back and lay down in the dirt to observe. He really cherished the opportunity to follow Ken, and firmly believed that he could learn more in the future.

Quema raised her eyebrows, feeling that this guy was overreacting.

In fact, it is obvious that the ruts on the ground are very clear, indicating that after the passage of [Ice Marrow Ancient City] was opened, the momentum of the looters has been completely suppressed.

The merchants' enthusiasm for trading is increasing day by day, which can be seen from the traffic at the port and the traces of camps on both sides of the road.

"Do you remember how many teams you met today?" Ken asked.

"Six or seven... maybe eight."

Lorgar recalled for a while, and understood something was wrong.

The number is too small, and trade requires communication between the two sides. If there are only ruts going away and no teams rubbing shoulders back, it means that there are actually problems with this road.

"The looters are determined?"

"Impossible, either accept it as soon as it is good, or be slaughtered by the assembled mercenaries."

After the establishment of the Mercenary Arbitration Tribunal, the cooperation between various chambers of commerce and guilds has been further strengthened, and some well-known team leaders have even been gathered together to jointly fight against looters, which is equivalent to the work of bounty hunters.

Ken clenched his fists, the gloves were covered with hoarfrost, and his pupils flashed blue from time to time.

He controlled his changes, hid the abnormality of his body, and took a deep breath with force.

He asked Valéry to take a few temporary scouts to explore the road, find a trail, and planned to find a village where he could settle, and exchanged the money brought from the port for a warm foothold.

(End of this chapter)