rune hunter

Chapter 400 It's Not a Thing
Rules, of course, are very simple rules.Fists determine status.

The situation here in Thunder Fortress is obviously not as simple as it seems on the surface.As the most powerful faction of warlords in the kingdom, there were actually two voices, and Logan's authority could not subdue his son. This was not good news for the exiles who came from afar.

El felt that it was necessary for him to stand up and ask such a question.

Although it is not wise to meddle in other people's housework, if the exile remains silent at this time, he can only rely on Logan's authority in the future. The already tall lord was clearly unable to do what he wanted, and his son Franco didn't look like a man with a big heart.

Even if he got a temporary security guarantee now, but after all, he was renting on someone else's territory, and no one dared to say that he would not be missed in the future.

Perhaps from the standpoint of Tiana's staff member, Mr. Andlov, this kind of drama that is common in noble families is not a big deal, as long as they are cautious and neutral, and maintain a far-sighted attitude.After all, there are no unreconcilable conflicts or conflicts of interest between myself and that Lord Franco, what is lacking is only a communication problem.

Negotiation and compromise are the art of nobility, and it can also be said to be the basis of survival.

But El doesn't want to do that because he's not a nobleman, he's a warrior.However, there is a natural gap between the way of thinking of soldiers and that of nobles.

In his view, no matter how you negotiate and compromise, it is ultimately based on the strength of both parties.Lions will not negotiate with antelopes, because the latter are only eligible to be prey.

Logan took in his fleeing team just out of friendship, but his son obviously had no such concerns.When Al noticed the evil in his eyes when he looked at Tiana, he knew he wasn't going to let it go.Since ancient times, wealth and beauty, or to put it another way, human desires have been the root of evil that breeds troubles.In the eyes of outsiders who don't know the truth, this team of exiles is undoubtedly a fat sheep with both.

If the minions are not revealed in time, then the ending can be imagined.

Of course, El didn't do this on impulse. He could see that no matter what Franco was in private, the old lord Logan was definitely a warrior worthy of the name.The communication between fighters is to be tough in order to gain respect.

As for what Mr. Franco thought, El didn't bother to pay attention.The reason is also very simple. Although this person's strength is not bad, it has not yet reached the point where he can respect him.Even if he dared to bring troops over to find fault, El's hunting regiment was also not vegetarian.

Although it is said that he is under the fence now, there is no need to bow his head and be a man, if he can't wait, he just continues on the road.It would be fine if the Thunder Fortress was still the steel line of defense that would never fall in the legend. Seeing them like this, El felt disappointed from the bottom of his heart, and at the same time, he no longer had any doubts about whether they could resist the menacing plague and natural disaster behind them. fantasy.

Perhaps it was because of his son's troubles that his face was dull. With a wave of his hand, Logan allocated [-] catties of food and [-] sets of weapons and equipment to the exiles. Of course, these things also came from Franco's army logistics. expenditure.As for Franco's own opinion, after Logan's violent suppression again, it became no longer important.

When Tiana and her party left the lord's mansion, they saw that Franco had rolled his eyes and passed out, and his accompanying knights were all pale, obviously unable to bear such a painful loss.However, El wasn't too worried about this. This was clearly a conflict between their father and son, and the exile was just an excuse that Logan randomly made up.

If Franco was really stupid enough to turn his anger on his side, it meant that he was nothing more than that, and it didn't take much effort to deal with a fool.With Logan's personal promise, El can let those with bad intentions learn his own rules.

After leaving the lord's mansion, the young officer under Logan followed up, saluted Tiana and introduced himself: "In Lower Harriland, I currently serve as the lieutenant of the lord's personal guard and the captain of the Rangers of Fort Thunder. The lord ordered me to Specially responsible for guiding the road and transferring materials, please wait a moment."

Watching this person turn and leave, Dreyer couldn't help but sneered and said, "It's so desolate that the legendary lord of a majestic party will only have such a trusted confidant around him after he gets old..."

"With the strength of that adult, the mere age issue should not affect my status?" El asked with some doubts.Among the legends he had heard about the gold-ranked powerhouses, the most common thing in common was longevity.The strong who have been promoted to the golden rank have already broken away from the shackles of the common people, and it can even be said that they have been reborn and become a brand new species.Since ancient times, there have been records about the gold rank powerhouses. Most of the reasons for their fall are wars. It is basically unheard of a strong man who died of old age in his own bed.

Even without the super long life span of dragons and elves, generally speaking, it is not a problem to live for 200 years.Tiana has deliberately collected information about Lord Churkin along the way. Although the past lords of the Wild Boar Family are not very well-known in the country due to guarding the Thunder Fortress for generations, at least it can be confirmed that this A generation of Lord Churkin reigned for no more than 30 years.From a certain point of view, it is still in the prime of life.

However, Lord Logan Churkin, whom they met just now, seemed to be quite different from the expected impression in their minds.El noticed just now that the lord didn't even have a close minister by his side, and the only person who could command him was a personal guard adjutant, and his son had no respect for him.How did a dignified gold rank powerhouse get into this role?
"You all think too much."

The only Prince Romus who had been here before pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Maybe it's the wrong time for us to come. I seem to have the impression that there should be a traditional autumn hunting festival at this time of year. Of course it is It’s a festival for the Falcon Empire across the street. After harvesting the food, they will come to the city.”

"What's this saying? Come over to fight a battle after harvesting the food? Are you full?" El asked a little puzzled.

"It is said that it is the personal preference of the emperor opposite. As for the specific situation, I don't know much about it." Prince Romus said a little uncertainly.

"The Grand Duke of Menia has been in charge of the government for these years, with great power, and he is also known as the uncrowned king, but he has not even figured out the specific situation of the Falcon Empire these years. He is really wise and mighty." Dreyer couldn't bear it. He kept his mouth open and said sarcastically.

Although the same southern faction should have united the front, it is the nature of the devil to turn his face and deny people.And as the heir of the Kemal family who has always been fighting on the front line, Dreyer has little affection for these cowering southern troops.

The autumn hunting of the Falcon Empire sounds simple, but in essence it is an unquestionable act of war between countries. Even he, the heir of a family that has not been on the stage before, has heard of it. As a high-ranking royal family, Romus He didn't know anything, it's no wonder he felt resentful.

"In any case, the autumn hunt of the Falcon Empire has nothing to do with us. Now that we have received the asylum promise from the lord, we should not have to worry about safety for the time being. The most important thing now is to settle down in Blackstone Fort and rest our troops. "Noticing Prince Romus' awkward expression, Tiana said.

She still didn't say a word, but everyone knew what it meant in their hearts-the sky fell and there was a tall one to support it.Although I can't rest assured about the current combat power of the Thunder Fortress, but after all, they are still strong and strong, and there are strong gold ranks in the fortress, so they won't collapse like the Southern Front.

Harleland turned back in less than 10 minutes, and at the same time brought back a huge convoy of supplies.Judging from the indifferent expression on his face, these supplies, which are enough to feed the exiles, are probably just a drop in the bucket for Thunder Fortress.If it was the time when they were on the road before, such a windfall might make everyone feel better, but now, El and Tiana's faces are a little heavy.

Camille Wasteland is not a grain-producing area, and it can even be said to be extremely barren. In other words, Thunder Fortress itself cannot support an army of 10 people. All the logistics materials here come from the interior of the kingdom.

And now that the army of undead is sweeping from behind, how will this fortress survive?
On the way, El leaned close to Harirand, quietly inquiring about this information.To his surprise, this young man who was not more than two years older than himself was unexpectedly honest.

"If it's about logistics materials, you can rest assured. Thunder Fortress has a tradition of hoarding materials for long-term preparations since its establishment." Hearing El's question, Harriland smiled heartily: "There is a joke circulating among us. When the Churkin family entered the Thunder Fortress, they found bacon from the founding period at the bottom of the dusty warehouse, which was said to have developed mysterious properties, and was finally disposed of as an alchemy material."

"Do you think the Thunder Fortress is really sure that it can stop the army of undead coming from behind?" After finding that this guy was easy to talk, El immediately asked.

"Compared to the Falcon...to be honest, it's not a big deal." Harleland hesitated for a while, and said very sincerely.

　It's my fault... It's been too long, now I'm Cavin, writing like constipation

　　
　
(End of this chapter)