In the Phil Plain in September, weeds swaying roughly in the autumn wind. A few steps on the land where few people walk are a rabbit hole.

Cyril stood on the high ground and looked at the half-grass and half-sand wasteland in the distance. The rabbits shook their legs hard, avoiding the flying eagle and the running Caroline.

September eagle flying.

"Mr. Wei, isn't our behavior a bit too much?" Mia held the staff and looked at the bottom of the high slope with some concern. "Use magic like the Earth Vein Spring to block the rabbit hole..."

"Isn't this just a test of your spell application ability? Now it seems that your mental power is excellent, and the range of being able to control the surging of the earth's veins is not small." Cyril touched his chin, "As for the practical use... at least let Caroline have fun?"

"This reason seems a bit forced..." Alina, who was standing beside her, whispered with her tongue.

"I think it's enough." Cyril laughed and looked away with his eyes narrowed.

The scenery of Philling is far less good than that of Siliki. When I come here, I don’t want to relax on an outing.

If anyone can "do whatever he wants" in Phil without being restricted by Morey O'Connor - of course you can say Morey doesn't have that ability limit, then there is only one answer.

Horse bandit.

They had a chance to meet when they cleared out monsters, and the words they said made Cyril feel very interesting-

They mentioned Osaint Emma.

If there were no other information channels, Cyril did not think that a group of horse bandits could obtain information about O'Saint Emma. The group of O'Saint Emma people approached Philling because of the Foothing Festival. Only the Duke of O'Connor, who is associated with the Green Leaf tribe, could have a channel to learn about it.

Their intelligence shows that this group of horse bandits did not deal with Morey O'Connor and was well-equipped. Excluding that they were the cross-dressing possibility of Morey's arrangement, Cyril believed that perhaps they were related to the former owner of the Phil Territory, the Firmil Noor family.

Regardless of whether it is true or false, Cyril feels that he should meet this group of horse bandits.

Maybe he can be bought into the account?

He had prepared all the grasslands used by the cavalry, but his cavalry regiment was still alive! Commander Jane Christine said that he had left him a group of Silver Blade Knights in the south, with a total of fifty people, but one distance was far away and it was not accessible. Secondly, who knew whether those knights would accept him?

After all, a young man of such an outstanding and handsome fifteen years old was airborne to be their leader. Those mature knights either did not believe it or did not accept it, but still did not accept it. They would have to beat him up with an old punch and tell them who is the real acting leader of the Silver Blade Knights.

According to Gene, with Morey's IQ, it was impossible to arrange a group of people to cross-dress the horse bandits, which was completely thankless. The horse bandits were active a year ago, and they could not help him limit Gene - because Gene had not even arrived in Siliki yet.

As for how to identify his identity, it is very simple. Just ask the surname of the bandit leader.

He casually chatted with Mia and Alina, as if he had returned to the time when he had not passed Judea, and the three of them watched Caroline's lively performance together.

But Cyril's ears were always trembling, quietly collecting information about the wind.

After breaking through the profession level, even if he does not rely on the increase in the mental power of the Moon Stone and does not rely on the blessings given by Caroline, the range of information he can absorb is already too large.

If he had told his ability, he would probably have wanted to tie Cyril to the military flag and lift it high, and wait for Cyril to "report the spot" and have enemies in any direction, and then gain the advantage.

At this time, Cyril had already captured the movements of a group of cavalrymen stepping on the wasteland among the weeds in the distance.

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"Brother, Siliki's caravan, won't we rob?"

"No robbery."

"But Siliki is rich!"

"I ask you, who has a grudge against us?"

"Of course it's Morey O'Connor, that little boy."

"Does that young lord of Silicia have a grudge against us?"

"No revenge."

"Who can fight better?"

"The Lord of Siliki, even Mufeng Huacang, must be better at fighting... By the way, according to your previous analysis, will the Lord of Siliki... still have to attack O'Connor's house?"

"You remember all of this, and even asked me if I was robbing Siliki's caravan? I pointed my sword at a good person? Are you a pig's brain or am I a pig's brain?"

"I am, I am."

On the horse's back, the short and strong knight touched his helmet and smiled. However, this honest expression and his stubborn face and his scarred face made people feel hideous and terrifying.

"But, Silikifu!" He touched his helmet for a long time, and finally said this.

The knight beside him in black and blue armored armor, he called "Big Brother", almost turned around and shot him down from the horse's back, and asked the other horse bandits behind him, "Have you found out clearly? The few old people who slipped into our territory..."

"Brother, if you read that right, it should be the Lord of Siliki and his wife."

The bandit on the side said before he could finish his words. "Brother" choked and swallowed the word "rat" back. "Several young heroes who are big and big... Look, Anderson, what is this called, this is called opportunity."

"I'll give a hundred votes. The lord comes to us and I definitely want to talk to us if you have something to do - if you robbed their caravan before, you will not see the little lord's wife chasing the rabbit, but the armored man wielding a big sword."

The horse bandits talked in a scattered manner, while Cyril stretched out his hand with a cold face and covered his ears-

Why do these horse bandits say so much? Can they speak? What do they mean by the lord and his wife? It seems that he is very promiscuous!

It was possible to hear so clearly that the distance between the bandits was very close. Cyril did not wait for a long time. Just two minutes after he let the reluctant Caroline return to his side, the figure of the bandits, who had already appeared in the wasteland where Caroline was chasing the rabbit.

He narrowed his eyes and looked down. He was still the bandits with bright armor, the knights in black and blue armor led by the leader, the "big brother" who was called by the bandits, did not wear face armor this time, and exposed his face in front of them openly. His short black hair was pressed by the helmet, and below was a handsome young face.

And the knight was still whispering to the people around him: "Look, last time he was on top, we were on bottom, and this time it was like this-"

"Hiss--this moment, just like that moment?" asked a short and strong knight named Anderson on the side in a breath of air conditioning and tremblingly.

"Shut up. He can hear it. That boy's ears are very sharp!" The knight lowered his voice, then smiled and raised his head to Cyril, who was covered in black lines.

"The Lord of Siliki, I am not welcome!"

"I will enter the Phil Plain without saying hello. If this is the case, you will know immediately that all the roads led by Phil may be covered with one hand." Cyril ignored what he said before in his heart and replied with a smile.

"Dropping off the horse." "Brother" shouted softly, and the bandits behind him immediately dismounted, then stood beside the horse, holding the reins in his hand, and still motionless.

Very excellent discipline - this is not the quality that a group of gangsters should have.

Cyril was even more sure. Looking at the leader of the bandit who was walking towards him, he walked down the hillside.

The two stopped in the middle of the slope. Cyril looked at each other carefully, but saw that there was no rough bandit on the other person's face. On the contrary, he looked a bit gentle and graceful.

"I haven't asked if your name is..."

"Robert Firmino." "Brother" answered immediately, and then smiled on his face, "Lord, if you are here to ask me about the Siliki caravan, I can guarantee that we have not moved a carriage in Siliki caravan."

Firmino - As soon as this surname was released, Cyril could already determine the other party's identity.

There is no doubt that the leader of the horse bandit was the descendant of the Firmino family, the leader of the Phil family.

It is a friend but a enemy.

Cyril narrowed his eyes slightly, and things were very easy to handle.

"Mr. Firmino, the Boyle Chamber of Commerce has not lost a carriage in the past three months. Of course, I know that you have not taken action against our Siliki caravan, and I have to thank you here." He said with a smile, "But the current owner of Phil Leader Morey O'Connor himself is not good at developing the economy. If you don't rob our caravan, you may not make much money in a month?"

"Where is it, riding a horse and robbing is just an interest." Firmino's heart was shaking. The young lord in front of him actually took the initiative to mention Morey's name, which made him feel a little restless.

"Just just interest, you can't train such elite soldiers." Cyril's eyes swept over the straight horse bandits standing under the slope, and seemed to be in the same way as Cyril's soldiers. "To be honest, I know that Phil should have been the territory of your Firmino family. I want to know why it fell into the hands of Morey O'Connor."

"It's just some small training techniques passed down from home." Firmino smiled bitterly, "My grandfather was a knight who retired from the Knights of the Fourth Army of the Kingdom. If he couldn't build a territory, he would lead troops. After he arrived at the Phil, he couldn't manage it."

"When my father died early and grandfather passed away, the responsibility of managing Phil's leader fell on me. But Phil's leader's financial deficit was too great, and when he encountered Morey O'Connor said that he wanted Phil's leader to take the position, he would make up for the financial deficit. I think he came from O'Connor's family and should have the ability to make Phil's leader better, so he gave him the position."

Speaking of Morey, Roberto Firmino's eyebrows couldn't help but frown, and his fists clenched tightly, and he said calmly:

"But I didn't expect that after he took over the position, he did not fulfill his promise, but instead used my name to collect taxes and make money. When I realized that Amasil's natural guards had already settled in the Phil territory, and I was forced to retreat from the lord's position."

Cyril understood the ins and outs of Phil's consul. Obviously, the Firmino family had the ability to lead troops to fight and had no ability to manage their territory.

The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren were unable to stabilize their territory, which has to be said to be a kind of ability.

"So you trained a group of cavalry, nominally horse bandits?"

"Many of them were trained by my father, and the equipment was left by my grandfather. I just took them to run around." Firmino shook his head repeatedly, "I can only lead troops to train, that is, there is still the remaining money at home, otherwise I would not be able to hold on."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a yelling sound coming from behind:

"Brother, I can't hold on, I've told you a few times. You can use my family's money at will! Just raise some people and horses, and you can support it for more than ten years!"

Anderson said, rushing up and shouting loudly: "What's the matter that can't hold on? My manor is quite big and there are stables. It's okay for everyone to move in together! Every day if you want to take us to train, train, and go to bed when you are tired!"

"Isn't that the only property your father left for you?" Roberto glared at him fiercely, "Go back for me, don't disturb me talking to the Lord."

But Cyril thought of something and asked, "Wait, his manor?"

"He, Anderson Krey, is a wealthy businessman in Phil. He has a large manor outside the city and many shops in the city." Roberto casually added: "He doesn't have much ability to do business, so he just follows me every day."

Cyril turned his head and saw Miss Mia's eyes with joy in his eyes, and nodded slightly to her.

If his previous expectations for the horse bandits were just to intercept the information between Morino Castle and Phil's leadership, and to recruit him as his own cavalry, then now-

Cavalry is no longer just cavalry.

But the surprise.

"Mr. Firmino." Cyril changed his tone and said solemnly, which made Firmino flattered, "Lord, don't be polite to me, I admire you very much."

"Respect me?" Cyril asked in confusion.

"In the forest, you defeated the Osaint Emma people, killed the Osaint Emma alone, and exposed the Osaint Emma people's conspiracy! Hey, I know all of this!" He patted his chest proudly, suddenly remembered something, and added, "Ah, I forgot to say that my grandfather, the Fourth Legion's Mad Deer Knights, fought with the Osaint Emma people."

Understand.

All of this has been said, there is no need to hide your purpose anymore, Cyrill smiled and said:

"So, Roberto-If I say I plan to take Mori O'Connor in the near future, take Morino City first, and then break the Phil's Belt and bring Phil's into my Siliki territory-will you be my help?"

"You really decided to attack Morey's bitch!" Anderson on the side was about to jump up, although the wording made Baron Gene, who was far away in Silicia, sneeze.

Before Cyril could reply, Roberto Firmino had already bowed suddenly:

"Willing to serve you!"
Chapter completed!