The warrior did not suppress his voice at all, and his majestic voice echoed among the woods in the middle of the tunnel. Then he "choked" and the sword was unsheathed. The sword from his waist had been pulled out and pointed directly at Cyril.

Mia and Caroline stopped almost at the same time. Mia raised the ordinary cypress staff in her hand slightly, and Caroline had subconsciously searched for any stones that could be used to hide - after all, Cyrill kept her in mind, and the first thing she had to do during a fight was to protect herself and not distract him.

But their movements were stopped by Sheldon. He quickly returned to the entrance of the camp and was about to walk out, but he saw two spears stopping him without hesitation in front of him, blocking him inside.

Sheldon's face darkened, but it was not easy to get angry, so he could only whisper: "Brother, I think you must have made something wrong. This person came with me to explore the remains..."

He said, trying to wink Cyril wildly, signaling the boy to say a few good things quickly and sneak in and finish it.

But when Sheldon's eyes were turned to Cyril, he found that the young half-elf knight did not even look at the sword raised in front of him, but instead looked at him and glanced at him, and instead looked at him coldly.

In an instant, Sheldon felt a chill, his whole body was covered in goose bumps, as if he had been glanced by the top legendary wanderer, and the next second he would have been cut off by the dagger that poked out of the shadow.

He soon came to his senses, but found that it seemed to be his own illusion - Cyril just looked at the sword held in the hands of the Dragon Legion warrior in peace, without saying a word.

But the soldier snorted coldly, then shouted loudly, as if he was deliberately telling Sheldon:

"He is a member of the Silver Blade Knights, and the warriors of the Dragon Legion will not allow the cubs of the Silver Blade Knights to appear soundly on their territory!"

The warriors were full of words and words. As soon as they finished speaking, there was a sound of swords coming out around them. In an instant, Sheldon and Cyril were already covered with swords coming out of sheath.

On the road behind the snow, there was a stern slaughter for a while. The cold wind blew through the shiny sword tips and rolled over the boy's somewhat scattered bangs.

And his eyes were still stable.

"Damn it, why did the Dragon Legion have a holiday with the Silver Blade Knights..." Sheldon cursed in his heart, and was even more irritable when he saw Cyril was not moving at all. If he hadn't really rushed, he wouldn't have to rush to call Cyril out, but now he's being delayed here...

He felt a little frustrated, and was about to take out his employer's name to scare the Feilong Legion, but saw Cyril raise his head slightly, his eyes swept over the several swords, and then he chuckled:

"Flying Dragon Legion, that's all the courage?"

"Damn it!" The warrior had a bad temper. Cyril was about to swing his sword as soon as he finished speaking, but Cyril spoke very fast and directly blocked his movements:

"It's better to lose the battle between the Knights. I don't dare to settle the score with the main master who participated in the martial arts performance. Dozens of people here surround a wandering knight, which is so courageous!"

Cyril bit the two quantifiers very heavily, and his tone was full of disdain. The warrior was furious, but when Cyril said this, he felt even more embarrassed to take action and could only stare at him and shout:

"You fart!"

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand hard, and then the soldiers holding swords around him blew their beards and stared at them, shouting:

"fart!"

Cyril suppressed his desire to laugh out loud. He had just been plundering in his heart for a long time before he vaguely remembered the feud between the Dragon Knights and the Silver Blade Knights. It seemed that the Dragon Knights were defeated in the battle held by the royal family.

The Knight Commander was very proud of his face, so when he returned to the legion, he promoted the shameless style of the Silver Blade Knights, and he could defeat the Dragon Knights by purely conspiracy.

And these people from the Flying Dragon Legion have lived in northern borders for many years, so how could they know the truth? Naturally, it was spread by rumors. In the end, it even spread out such an outrageous thing as the leader of the Silver Blade Knights lured the commander of the Flying Dragon Knights.

Although Cyril has no sense of honor for the Knights of the Silver Blade in both the game and in reality, now enjoying the bonuses brought by the skills of the Silver Blade, he naturally doesn't mind fighting for the Knights of the Silver Blade—

He suddenly whispered and said, "Oh-I think I'm wrong. The Flying Dragon Legion is not a coward, but everyone has amazing courage!"

He glanced at the warrior who was a little confused by his words, sighed at Yazi, who seemed to be in trouble with his opponent's brain, and then continued:

"I openly classified the territory of La Rochelle's northern border as the territory of the Flying Dragon Legion. Why? Is it because the Flying Dragon Legion wants independence, or is the Grand Duke of Shuangxue in the Northern Frontier wanting independence and rebel against La Rochelle!"

His voice resounded, and the soldiers of the Flying Dragon Legion were stunned. The raised sword tips fell one after another, and their eyes were staring at the warrior in the head, as if they wanted to ask what was going on with their leader.

Why didn't we say a few words? Our Feilong Legion was about to rebel from La Rochelle? Why did Lord Shuangxue want to rebel? Why didn't we know anything?

The soldier in charge, whose dark face was swollen and purple at this moment, was blown by the cold wind for a long time, and his eyes were almost jumping out of his eye sockets. He chewed in his mouth for a long time, but his words were short:

"You, you fart, you talk nonsense!"

"Puff..."

The laughter came from behind him. The soldier turned around angrily, but found that the person who was laughing was a little girl who was less than her chest, and she was embarrassed to get angry.

But then the wanderer, the ranger, and the female mage who walked into the camp laughed out loud, and stabbed him in his heart like a knife.

"Shut up!" he shouted.

However, the half-elf knight's leisurely voice came again in front of him:

"The words are all spoken from your own mouth. I just repeated what you said. Aren't you farting?" Cyril slowly elongated his voice, deliberately making a rough voice, and emphasized his words again:

"The warriors of the Dragon Legion will not allow the cubs with the Silver Blade Knights to appear soundly on their territory! That's right, right?"

The warrior stood stiffly at the entrance of the camp. He could not speak a word, and Sheldon's voice floated behind him:

"This is a task that must be completed by Frost and Snow Bus. If it is messed up because of you, I think what will happen... You know in your heart."

This sentence awakened the warrior completely. He looked at the soldiers around him who didn't know whether to continue to surround Cyril or go back to do his own thing, and shouted in a hurry:

"What are you doing? You haven't gone back to patrol!"

So the soldiers put away their long swords and hurried back to their posts one by one.

Sheldon breathed a sigh of relief, stared at the warrior with a fierce glare at Cyril, as if he was digging two pieces of meat on the boy's body, and then walked back to the camp.

He thought that the disaster had finally passed. He was turning around and trying to greet his people, but he heard Cyril's voice sound:

"His warrior of the Dragon Legion—"

Sheldon couldn't help but let out a wail in his heart. He had guessed what Cyril was going to say, and as he expected, the next second was the crisp sound of the long sword being unsheathed.

The moment he looked back, he saw a shiny silver light holding a sword flower in the air, and then the tip of the sword was facing the warrior who had just turned around—

"For your insult to my Knights of Silver Blades, I, I, Ever Wei, challenge you here!"
Chapter completed!