Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

"How about we run?" Tie Luo said with a serious face, "Do you think it would be better to go to the Spider Plains or the swamps?"

"What are you talking about?" Bayan ignored him.

The hornless man stood up and said:

"And I didn't say that our enemy is Dashan Mukai. Why are we always thinking about dealing with him?"

"It's not a mountain?" Tie Luo didn't believe it.

At the top of the kingdom, it was an open secret that the chief advisor was at odds with the Lord of Scone.

"Personal relationships and official business are different," Bayan said. "In these years, apart from Admark, Scone Town has been the place where the New Deal has been implemented best."

"As long as the New Deal can continue to be implemented, the mountains will not be my enemy."

Tie Luo: "People may not necessarily think so."

"I will let him think so." Bayan changed the topic: "Xize still doesn't want to see us?"

Caesar was the five people who ran to Scone Town, and he was also the commander of the last time the Shaq army went out to fight the sand bandits.

As early as when Bayan first came to Sikun Town, apart from Dashan Mukai, the one he wanted to visit most was Xize.

But by that time Caesar had already led his army on the expedition, and they missed it. When the army came back, the commander stayed behind closed doors again.

Bayan had no choice but to entrust Tie Luo to come and explore the way.

Regardless of their positions, the relationship between the five of them is still good, and they can at least talk to each other.

After all, when they reach the war level, the only people who can convince these Shaq warriors in terms of strength are each other.

——The Stone Demon is an exception.

Bayan knew that when Tieluo mentioned Xize, it was probably because he didn't see anyone, so he became vigilant.

"Since you said that the mountains are not our enemies, I guess Nishizawa is just autistic." Tie Luo scratched his head, "As a leading commander, it really doesn't look good to achieve such results."

The King of Sand is notorious for crossing the border, but in terms of personal strength, this bandit leader is at the level of a regiment commander when placed at the top of the Shark Kingdom.

Ten of them tied together are not enough for five people to fight. At Nishizawa's level, few people think highly of him.

However, marching and fighting are full of changes.

No matter how powerful the five people are, they are still not able to turn the tide of the battle on their own.

Caesar suffered a loss at the hands of the King of Sand, which was considered a huge loss of face.

Although Tie Luo, who was also part of the group of five, was a little gloating about the misfortune, he couldn't be happier when he thought that all that was lost was the military power of the Kingdom of Shake.

Even as a bystander, he felt the pressure, let alone General Caesar himself as the army commander.

It is estimated that the blow he suffered was no less than when Admark was shot out of the bench by the Stone Demon.

"I have read the battle report sent back by the special envoy. There were indeed many strange things about that battle." Bayan said, "Although General Caesar advanced rashly, the entire responsibility cannot be placed on him."

"This is useful only if he can hear it." Tie Luo shrugged, "And I guess if Xize knew that it was you who said it, he might even think that you were mocking him, and in order to prove his glory, he would commit suicide on the spot to apologize. It’s all possible.”

Originally, in Shaq's tradition, defeated generals also belong to the category that should have their horns cut off.

Although this has been abolished in the New Deal, if a hornless man went to comfort Caesar now, it would be a pure insult in the eyes of an old-school Shaq warrior like him.

"Suicide..." Bayan thought for a moment: "This seems like a good idea?"

"Hey, hey, didn't you just say that they are not our enemies?" Tie Luo was surprised, "Is it really good to piss off one of our old generals with just one sentence?"

"But you also said that they may not necessarily think so." Bayan looked innocent, "Maybe there are countless people lurking in the shadows right now, waiting to kill me and claim credit."

Tie Luo glanced around subconsciously.

The arena was still empty and silent, with no trace of other people's presence.

He said: "Now that you know it, you are still so arrogant..."

"It's time to go." Bayan patted Tie Luo, who was still sitting on the ground. "In their eyes, everything is my fault - the more hatred I attract, the less I point to the New Deal."

"When the New Deal stabilizes, I will definitely hide in my room and not see anyone." He laughed.

"However, it is best if the New Deal can be implemented, but I don't want to die so casually." Bayan looked at Tie Luo, "This is why I ask you to stay by my side, old friend."

"Ahem..."

Tie Luo already knew his old friend's ambition, but he didn't expect Bayan to trust him so much.

This is something to be proud of, both as a friend and as a warrior.

"As promised in advance," Tie Luo felt moved in his heart, but he still didn't let go: "I can't defeat that monster in Dashan..."

Bayan nodded: "I know."

"Um?"

"Don't worry, Mu Kai will not attack me - as long as you are still with me." Bayan said with a smile, "With his status, killing me, a hornless person, is certainly not a big deal. But if he kills me for no reason, A man of five cuts off one of the pillars of our kingdom, and even his own most die-hard supporters cannot tolerate him."

"Da Shan is our hero, the heir to the kingdom, the lord of the mighty town of Skun... He knows how to choose."

"So you use me as a shield?" Tie Luo was shocked by his old friend's shamelessness.

You gave me back my touch.

And judging from the fact that the other party considered pissing Xize off to death, if Bayan really wanted to deprive Mu Kai of his inheritance rights, would he really have planned his own death at the hands of Dashan Mu Kai...

"It's a joke, don't take it seriously." Bayan walked towards the door and said:

"You are much more useful to the kingdom alive than dead."

"The people I value must be the best!"

Tie Luo followed, not knowing whether to be angry or laugh.

"The best..." He changed his mind and said vengefully: "Including the little princess?"

Bayan stopped.

It was very rare that a look of helplessness and bewilderment appeared on his usually calm face.

Bayan: "She has nothing to do with this matter..."

"Why doesn't it matter?" Tie Luo was very happy to see his friend defeated and took advantage of the victory to pursue him. "The little girl is about to become an adult. How is her martial arts practice? Has she become a warrior? If she can live up to her expectations, maybe she can still fight with her. Dashan competes for the position of heir."

"As her teacher, you can't help but care about her, right?"

Tie Luo's current demeanor is very much like a human being torturing a neighbor's child when visiting during the holidays.

"I don't count as her teacher. They were all forced by the stone demon. I can only teach her how to read and read." Bayan shook his head, "As for martial arts... Her fighting instincts are very good, but for some reason she is... There is little progress in learning 'heavy weapons'. Even if you replace the segmented ax with a flat sword, it won't work. As a Shark, if you can't master our symbolic weapons, it may be difficult to convince the public, let alone compare with the mountains. Now, Stone Demon is also very busy and doesn’t have much time to teach her..."

When he mentioned his nominal student, Bayan suddenly started talking non-stop.

Finally, he sighed: "Maybe it's time to change her teacher."

"This is easy to handle, come to me." Tie Luo patted his chest, his armor banging.

Among the five of them, he was all at the war level, and his skill with the segmented axe was also regarded as one of the best.

And being able to be the teacher of the stone demon's daughter and the little princess of the kingdom is very honorable.

"I want to find you." Bayan glanced at Tie Luo and said slowly:

"The key is that I can't find her whereabouts now..."

"Ah?" Tieluo's eyes widened, "Is Princess Seto lost?"

He finally knew where Bayan's confusion came from.

…

"Brother!" Huang Jie waved in the distance, "Let's drink together next time!"

The soldier bee on the opposite side also raised his slender limbs and was about to speak.

"Wow!"

Dark red and messy soup spat out from his mouth, still mixed with the smell of alcohol.

"Okay!" The handsome young man gave a thumbs up, "I agreed readily."

"I promise!" Huang Jun patted him on the head, "Look at how stupid you are, you are not allowed to drink next time!"

"Also, your brother, I am right here, who should I call brother?"

The ronin held up his hand to the soldier who had just finished vomiting, picked up his still limp brother, and walked towards the hotel where he was staying.

It was still dark, and Ada's banquet was not over yet.

But most of the people still present were drunk.

They fell asleep directly, throwing themselves on the tables, chairs, benches and the ground, snoring one after another.

The Nancheng Bar will be open the next day, and the proprietress is a big girl with thick limbs who fits Shaq's aesthetic. At this moment, she is asking the waiters to throw the drunks out and pile them on the street.

There was no need for the remaining people to continue socializing and bid farewell to Ada one after another.

——The amount of alcohol is often related to the physical condition. Even Yamin staggered a little, while Ada, the host of the treat, seemed to be fine.

It’s really a cup of tea that never gets drunk.

"Brother Huang, come on."

When leaving, Ada said to Huang Jun: "These few days are the preliminary rounds of the resurrection competition. When you become warriors, I will invite everyone to the banquet in half a month."

"By the way," he added, "Brother Lu Beiyou left the meeting early, and I didn't have time to tell him that you are all human beings. You can help me convey this invitation to him."

Huang Jung just agreed and walked a few steps when he suddenly realized the problem.

——He didn’t have Lu Beiyou’s contact address at all.

Although the other party called him "Old Huang" several times at the banquet, strictly speaking, the only interaction between them was a duel in the arena.

And it was someone who eliminated me.

Just for this reason, he didn't dare call others "Xiaolu".

This relationship can only be said to be unfamiliar.

After a banquet, the relationship between Ada and himself was not even close.

It just so happened that Ada seemed to think highly of his brothers.

Huang Jun shook his head.

It seemed that he was a little drunk, so he agreed casually.

But the other party is a master craftsman in Scone Town, and he can always find him if he wants to.

It’s also good to keep in touch more privately.

Can take care of each other.

He carried Huang Jie and continued walking on the street.

Under the streetlight, two figures leaning together grew longer and closer, crossing each street corner.

Suddenly, Huang Jun's eyes went dark.

A large shadow fell over them, blocking out the light.

He raised his head and saw a burly Shaq standing in front of them.

The other person was half as tall as them, looking down at them with cold and contemptuous eyes.

"It's blocking my way." The Shaq man spoke, his tone hoarse.

Huang Jun narrowed his eyes.

The street was wide and quiet, and they walked along the side.

He held the handle of the knife and released it, then said, "Okay."

Then he would help Huang Jie and step aside.

"Little tender skin." Unexpectedly, Shaq was reluctant and took a step after him.

"Are you a warrior?" He said looking at the scabbard on Huang Jun's waist.

"I'm not..." Huang Jun suddenly realized that he was wearing a knife, which was a violation of the warrior law, and he was half drunk again.

"I'm a Thunder Arena player," he said.

During the competition, they were given preferential treatment. It was no problem to bring the weapons used in the competition, but they were not allowed to fight with others at will.

"Thunder Arena? You were eliminated, right?" Shaq laughed out loud, "Yesterday was the day of the Conferred Warrior."

He took out an iron plate from his collar, which has been hanging around Shaq's neck, symbolizing his status as a warrior.

The Shaq man put the iron plate in front of Huang Jun's eyes and waved it, and the pattern of the horns was clearly visible.

Huang Jun felt the veins on his forehead jump, like a restless little snake.

In the United City, nobles would show off the coats of arms on their clothes that symbolized family and lineage in the same way. Some wealthy businessmen followed suit, but what they handed out were bills with astronomical figures written on them, which symbolized the emblems they had hidden. In a trading house, you can never use up all the coins in your lifetime.

Although such people are hateful, Huang Jun in the past could only bow and give in when facing them.

I have to say again: "I'm sorry for dirtying your eyes."

But now, in the Shaq Kingdom, everything depends on strength. Do we still have to grovel?

"I'm not a warrior." Huang Jun exhaled, "But my brother is."

He compromised at the last moment and did not draw the knife on the spot.

This can easily lead to trouble.

Just looking at this Shaq man's face, he couldn't help but show off Huang Jie.

Are warriors great? As long as we want it, we can get it too.

What a fuss.

"Uh...right!"

After hearing this, Huang Jie woke up from his drink, broke away from his brother's support, and straightened his back in a cooperative manner.

The young man patted the handle of the knife, which had a bright iron plate hanging on it.

The Shaq fell silent.

Seeing this, the two Huang brothers felt a sigh of relief in their chests, which was more refreshing than drinking a glass of strong wine.

However.

Just when they were about to take a detour and leave, Shaq spoke again:

"Good warrior." He smiled, "Then let's duel."

What?

Before the two brothers could react, the segmented ax on Shaq's back suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, the giant blade came towards them with a powerful wind.

…

"Duel? Did you find the wrong person?"

On the other side, on the same street.

The giant blade slashed down with the same speed.

It was aimed at the panicked Huo Buyang, with a hint of drunken blush still on the young man's face.

However, the next moment, the panic on Huo Buyang's face dissipated.

He even took the time to slowly take out the ten hands from his waist and put them into a posture.

——The segmented ax did not fall.

A long knife with a weird shape was placed across Xiao Huo's head, blocking the gap between the segmented ax teeth, making it unable to move.

Under the streetlight, the blade's surface glowed with a black-gold light.

Lu Meng walked out of the shadow behind Xiao Huo with a machete in hand. The blade of the knife and the segmented ax were intersecting, forcing the Shaq to take a step back with every step he took.

The corners of Shaq's eyes twitched from the exertion.

But the shock in his eyes was even worse.

"Xiao Huo is right, I am the 'warrior' now." Lu Meng said, "You have found the wrong person."

"But I happened to be looking for you."

"-Kral's Choice."

He spoke every word with a smile.