Late at night, outside the Earl Pierre Fort, a team of nearly a thousand people passed by in front of the fort. They had cavalry, carriages, and a long group of bows and shields followed behind them.

The torch lit at night was dragged long and looked like a fire dragon.

Among them, the cavalry detoured on the road ahead and looked very cautious in detecting the surrounding situation. Until they were far away from Pierre, the cavalry reduced their activity.

"Sir, I said that although my brothers parted ways with me, they would not meet."

The Swallowtail Butterfly Leader rode his horse to Lachede's carriage and said to Lachede as if he was seeking credit.

In the carriage, Rach looked at the mercenary leader outside, and his lips raised slightly, "That means they are not stupid yet."

"Well"

The commander's face froze when he heard this. I'll tell you about brotherhood, but you're talking about intelligence with me?

Although it is no difference between them coming out and dying now.

But can't you speak better?

"Is there anything else?" Ratch looked at the regiment commander coldly, and these mercenaries like to take credit for useless things.

Do you think I am a seven hundred professional person who makes me a good meal?

"Yes, Baron Sharin took a woman and was called a knight. I think this is an insult to the knight, an unknown sign." The leader looked at Rached and said.

"But I don't think the knights under Sharin's men opposed this kind of thing." Rached looked at the commander and frowned slightly, "I feel that it's just an honorary title. After all, even Miros is optimistic about her."

"But as nobles, we always thought it was a shame." The old baron also rode over at this time and looked at the count and talked happily. "I think we should judge that woman and Baron Sharin. They violated the noble decree. The woman did not even have a surname. She was not the one who inherited the title and was named a janitor, but a peasant daughter, or even Sharin's mistress!"

The count frowned slightly when he heard this. If he was just the leader of the regiment, he would not care, but the old baron under his command said the same thing, then he must consider it.

"I don't think what happens if a woman appears on the battlefield."

At this time, John from the Templars team came out. He was the priest who led the team this time. He rode his horse to the carriage, saluted slightly to the commander and the old baron, and then looked at the count in the carriage.

"We have brought women to guard the trophy since ancient times, take care of the soldiers' daily life, watch over the trophy and do some miscellaneous work." John looked to both sides, "and there are also some women who will appear on the battlefield in the costumes of knights."

The leader raised his lips when he heard this, "Pastor John said, but those who do miscellaneous work, or dressed in a knight to the battlefield, but they are not knights."

"This." John was speechless when he heard this.

"Also, hasn't the church always been proclaiming that women are the root of disasters, and that they are mostly witches tempted by the devil?"

The commander looked at John and narrowed his eyes, "Have you ever checked this woman who entered the Legion? Will she bleed if she was given a needle, or may you have fallen because of her beauty?"

"Captain Axon, please pay attention to your words." John's face flashed with anger when he heard this, "I think Miss Alison is a very noble person!"

"Nao Shang?" the regiment commander snorted and smiled, "I heard that the woman and a mercenary went to Xiaotupo during the day."

"Axon!"

John was furious when he heard this, and a light appeared on his body. He could feel that the mercenary leader had no intention, and even his soul was vicious.

"I ask you in the name of the Creator God, why do you say these words and what is your purpose!" John asked loudly.

"Hmph!" The commander was frightened and furious at the moment when he was questioned by Shenyan. An irresistible pressure came upon him. Just as he was about to tell the reason, he bit off half of his tongue.

"Puff~" The commander spitted half of his tongue on the ground, staring at John fiercely with blood all over his mouth, "I'm the corpse girl!"

"What?"

John asked, but the light on his body was already weak, and the commander turned around and left.

"Is there something happening later?" Shalin looked back.

"That leader is from the Swallowtail butterfly Mercenary Group." Alison also looked back and whispered to Sharin, "He said he wanted to kill the witch."

"What?" Shalin was shocked when he heard this, and at this moment, a knight behind him rushed up.

"The Count let you go there." The knight said to Sharin.

"I understand." Shalin nodded when he heard this, then frowned and looked at Alison, "What should I do?"

"Let it go with you." Alison looked at Shalin and smiled, "Don't worry, most people can't hear his big tongue without association."

Shalin felt relieved when he heard this, and then the two of them rode their horses behind.

"Sir Earl." Shalin leaned towards the carriage, but was squeezed aside by the old baron. Shalin glanced at him and then looked at the count again.

"I don't know what kind of ability the woman you brought, but no matter how capable you are, you can't become a knight."

The Count looked at Shalin outside the car window, "It's okay to be so ridiculous in the territory. Now we are going to the city of Bros. This will affect the honor of the family and also bring shame to me."

The Baron was embarrassed when he heard this. He lowered his head for a while before saying, "She has a certificate from the Imperial Magic Academy."

"That kind of thing can only represent strength privately, but it is not a certificate of becoming a noble."

The count couldn't help but twitch when he heard this. He gave Shalin a blank look, "And you come to the Kingdom to talk about it with the certificate of the Empire. When will the Kingdom become a vassal?"

"Can"

"No need to say anything about Baron."

Seeing that Sharin was going to defend himself, Alison interrupted him, "If it is not a knight, it is not a knight, but as a professional, I can be a guard, right?"

In fact, Alison had considered this issue. Joan of Arc defeated the British invaders for France, and his final identity was still just a peasant girl and a saint. This somewhat similar thing was also not good.

"There is no limit to this, as long as you are not a knight." The Count was too lazy to pay attention to them and yawned, "Let's go back if you have nothing to do."

As he said that, he closed the car window.

Looking at the closed car window, Shalin looked back at Alison, "Sorry Alison, if the king is still there, I will definitely find a way to let him give you the noble status."

"Hmph, of course the king is here, but can you find it?" The old baron saw that he had nothing to do and said something, turned around and walked towards his team.

Alison looked at him after hearing this, thinking to himself that I had seen the little king.

But I was too lazy to argue with that old guy.

"Sorry Alison, I didn't expect that the secular nobles would have so many words, but don't worry, how do you think we will teach you the identity of a messenger of the Creator God?" John asked expectantly.

Alison looked at John in shock when he heard this. She couldn't bear the other party's sincere gaze.

Messenger of Creation?

I am a witch, and I will purify it when I go back to baptize.

【You can't worship other idols except me】

Just as Alison complained in his heart, a prompt suddenly came to his mind, as if John said that this could be done.

"Okay, no, how can I take on this identity?" Alison waved his hand quickly when he heard this, and then turned around and locked in who the team leader was talking to.

This guy is online from Cade.

I am not in the Knight's leadership, and I still dare to find trouble with myself.

The head is very iron.

The female Knight's episode did not delay the team's progress at all.

The team was forced to stop until the scout horse in front broke its leg.

"Sir Earl, we have entered the broken basin." The scout knocked on the window and reported to the Earl who was sleeping in a daze.

The Count frowned, but reluctantly walked out of the carriage. He looked at the cracks that stretched longitudinally under his feet.

"Come here with a lantern." The count shouted, then pushed away the guards around him. He squeezed his eyes and looked at the ground, and saw the sinking cracks radially distributed around here.

"This is a mine, why has it sunk?" the count turned around and asked the knights.

"This is a karst collapse area." The knight lay on the ground and looked at several places. "There are too many cracks. If you continue to rush on, you may lose your war horse."

The count looked very reluctant when he heard this. He looked at the darkness in the distance, "How many meters is this area?"

"There must be a range of several thousand meters." The knight lowered his head and said, "Sir, this place is not far from Bros. You should be able to get there early the next day."

The count frowned slightly when he heard this. He didn't want to spend the night in the wild. It made him feel uncomfortable when he looked here, especially in the dark, where the cracks were deep like big mouths, but at this time.

He finally looked at his vassal.

"Sir Earl, there are so many cracks. Not to mention horse legs when you are on the road at night, you will have to sprain your legs." The old baron saw him looking over and said quickly.

"We listen to Lord Earl," said Sharin and the other two barons.

“Ah~”

The commander yelled and then made a sleeping gesture. The other guards and others naturally agreed to rest. After all, some of them used their legs to travel at night, and it would be bad if they sprained them.

"Where is Pastor John?" the Count looked at John again.

John's face turned red when he heard this. He just released the super-spec divine words and used up all his energy, otherwise he would have to have an evil test.

"Listen to the Earl, but if the Earl wants to stay in the wild, our Templars will be around you." John said frankly.

"Okay, you can arrange it and find some firewood at night, don't freeze." The count nodded when he heard this, and then got on the carriage, "Don't call me in the morning, let's talk about it when you arrive in Bros."

"I understand, Lord Earl." The knight carefully closed the car door for Blos, then waved his hands to various forces, and began to allocate defense and rest.

A group of professionals were naturally very happy to see that they could rest. They slid down the ground and picked up some firewood nearby, and then they had a busy meal.

A bonfire rose, and the pros and men gathered around a few circles to roast the fire. Some of them were hungry and started to eat their own food. Alison looked at the sky outside and silencedly ate their own meat and egg rice.

"This blanket is for you." Baron Sharing said to see Alison sitting aside and eating with a fire.
To be continued...