Chapter 133: Selling Miserable Ctiwell
The Expeditionary Force recruitment department has built many temporary recruitment sites in the outer city area.
When Bailan passed by a square, there was a place inside.
Route behind a long line.
His eyes swept over these guys who wanted to join the Expeditionary Legion.
In addition to the demon, there are two demon warlocks.
Join the Expedition Legion, kill, bathe in blood and vent your anger to the enemies of the empire.
Not only can you take this opportunity to devour souls and sins and seize a lot of wealth, but you can also have the opportunity to seize the divine nature of the fallen gods!
Not long.
It was Bailan's turn to submit the application.
After handing over the letter of requisition sent by Ktivel, the great demon glanced at him and said coldly, "Are you recruited by the command center? The contract sorcerer of the God of Succubus... it turns out that he is the third prince's person."
Looking at Bailan from head to toe, first-order or second-order?
He sneered and deliberately mocked, "Another master soldier came, tsk tsk..."
He seemed not afraid of angering Bailan, so he turned his head and shouted at one of his colleagues, "Gus! Take him to the command center to report! The magicians recruited by the third prince!"
Seeing Bai Lan looking at him with a strange look, the big demon put one hand on the hilt of the knife and sneered, "Are you any dissatisfied with me? Warlock."
At this time, a cheerful laughter came from behind Bailan.
"Haha! The second-level warlock just wants to go to the 11th Legion. Are you looking for death?"
"You can't say that! Didn't you hear that he was recruited by the Third Highness, or the contract sorcerer of the God of Success. I guess it's probably going to go through the motions and use the prestige of the 11th Legion to gilt, otherwise you will have to become a dead person on the first day of going to the battlefield!"
"Forget it, let's not talk about the third prince's affairs, after all, she is His Majesty's blood descendant."
I don’t know who said in a low voice, “What kind of blood is just a mixed-race bastard, and it’s not as pure as a bloodline at all…”
The voice of his speech came to an abrupt end, as if someone had suddenly blocked his mouth.
The most fear of the sudden quiet air.
The entire square fell into a dead silence at this time.
The demons looked at each other in fear.
What a joke?!
Even if the truth is, rumors about contempt for His Highness are flying everywhere, but the blood descendants of those big men can be criticized by ordinary demons?
The big demon in charge of recruiting soldiers had a cold face and said nothing. He impatiently returned the call letter to Bailan, just like asking the plague god, hoping that he would disappear from here immediately.
Follow the great demon named Gus to leave the square.
Bailan frowned slightly.
He was not a deaf person, and he heard everything that happened in the square before.
Mixed-blooded hybrid?
Does an ordinary big demon dare to insult Ktivel like this?
After a moment of silence, he asked the great demon walking in front of him, "Isn't the third prince the blood descendant of Lord Asmod? If they say that, aren't they afraid of a disaster?"
The big devil head didn't look back and said indifferently, "Don't ask what shouldn't be asked, don't say what shouldn't be said."
The seemingly perfunctory words answered Bai Lan's questions in fact.
seem.
It's not a day or two to insult Ktivel.
Even if the demon's world strength is respected.
I knew in advance that she was not respected by the demons.
But as Asmod's daughter, when she got so far, Bai Lan had to put on her legs... Oh no! She wrote a big miserable word on her face!
Following the big demon happily.
Bailan was in a very relaxed and happy mood at this time. It had nothing to do with Ktivel's insult. The most important thing was that as soon as he reached the recruiting place, he was given the title of a master soldier.
Is there a better start than this?
As the direct sorcerer of the third prince, he will definitely be assigned to a free position when entering the 11th Legion, preferably in a place such as logistics support.
War killing or something doesn’t exist!
The master soldier should look like a master soldier. When the enemy comes, he will run away, and if he can't escape, he will pretend to be dead.
After spending a month, he can leave the legion.
While you are scrambling to take advantage of the break, you can hide in the dungeon to level up.
On the way home, I took a trip to the Tatul Iron Mine to complete the world mission, the perfect plan!
Perhaps Ktivel would think that he was under his direct line, but Bai Lan would not think so, and she was even quite afraid of the princess who was sinister in her heart.
soon.
Bailan was taken to the Expeditionary Force Command by the Great Demon.
"You go in by yourself, the Third Highness is inside."
Push the door open.
The decoration in the house is very luxurious, but also very empty.
In the huge command center, Ktivel was the only one sitting on the chair and waved to him with a smile.
See this situation.
Bai Lan couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "Tsk, it's really miserable."
Don’t even have a decent adjutant or secretary? He is just a commander who is naked.
The girl stood up, held her hands on the table, and smiled, "Neilbass, you're here, let's sit first, I'll pour you a glass of water."
Bai Lan looked at her vigilantly.
The black wavy hair has not changed, and the eyes have golden dragon-like pupils, so it should be Ktivel himself.
But now, do you still want to maintain the image of a pure and kind girl in front of me?
It's too naive.
Holding the water cup that the girl handed him, Bai Lan didn't go to drink.
If you have nothing to do, you will either be traitor or steal.
He didn't think that his relationship with the third prince was so good.
With a cold face, he said indifferently, "Your Highness, just say anything if you have anything."
Ktivel sat upright on the chair and smiled, "Are you unhappy when you see me? Or are you still angry about Klitina's affairs?"
Bai Lan sighed and said, "I am just an ordinary second-level demon warrior. Your Highness, entering the battlefield of Kungus is to die. I can't help you at all. Even if you know my other identity, the hell demon god who commands the rank is completely an ant that is wanted to be killed."
The girl's smile became very reluctant, "I won't let you help me for no reason. If you can achieve military achievements in the 11th Legion, I will do my best to help you win the reward of the empire. Originally, the commander of the 11th Legion should be my responsibility, but I will come here because of the opposition of the two brothers."
He clenched his fists tightly with his hands, "But I am unwilling to give up! Just because I am a mixed-race of the Black Dragon? So I want to prove myself! Bailan, you will definitely help me, right?"
Seeing that he was about to cry, he was crazy and miserable.
Bai Lan's heart was not fluctuating, and she even wanted to laugh a little.
But he is not going to expose the seamless acting skills of His Highness.
If she knew about it in the future, she would have known that she was disguising for a long time. What a wonderful scene it would have been.
What about social death in a sense.
Ktivel is a bit miserable, but unfortunately he still can't reach the point where he needs to sell miserable.
Bai Lan would not believe that her two brothers abused her, so she would not let her go to the front line.
The last time the Magic Demon Avoidance Mine was a lesson for the past.
The Kungus meat grinder is ten thousand times more dangerous than there!
Chapter completed!