Noble Emblem

Fletcher's heart was now full of contented happiness. When he thought that Beta was about to meet Uther, the suffering master, he felt like he was about to float with excitement.

He saw Beta very unhappy, very unhappy. In his eyes, Beta was just a pretty boy who used his looks to trick a city lord's wife into coming back, and he also had a pretty blond woman with him.

As the saying goes, same-sex repels, Fletcher is not bad looking, and he is also a pretty boy, that's why he hates Beta so much.

He followed Beta, thinking about how he should speak and act if Beta had a conflict with Uther later in order to get the maximum benefit. He thought he was good at fanning people and lighting fires, and he might even be able to do it. You can get some benefit from it. For example, if he could find a way to coax the ridiculously beautiful woman next to him to come over, if he could make her his lover, why would he harm other decent women? Even if he died on that woman's belly, it would still be worth it.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the carriage without any trace, then withdrew his gaze, pretending not to care.

Soon everyone arrived at the city lord's mansion. Because someone had come to report earlier, Kyle and Babara were already waiting on the suspension bridge at the city gate.

Beta was naturally not polite to the two of them. He dismounted, threw away the reins, and said, "Prepare some hot water for us. Food will be discussed later. We haven't taken a shower for several days, and we are going to stink."

Because there were so many people talking, and with the annoying Fletcher around, Beta didn't want to reveal that he had a special space so quickly. Therefore, Shirley and Sophia never entered the mansion's magic space to rest or wash up.

Shirley also emerged from the carriage, and Sophia continued to hide in her shadow.

Kyle and Babara knew Sophia's abilities and knew that she would definitely hide next to someone, so they didn't make a fuss. Susan jumped off the carriage lightly and saw Baobala at a glance. Then she shouted loudly, grabbed the hem of her skirt and jumped off the carriage. Then she rushed over at a very fast speed and gave Baabala a strong hug. .

After it was over, he kept rubbing his face against Baabala's face, very excited.

Babara pushed the other person away with a little force. After staring at the other person for two seconds, his face was full of surprise: "Susan, why is it you?"

These two are indeed good friends. A few years ago, Babara studied in Wangcheng, so he and Susan became good friends. But that was a few years ago. At that time, they were still young and their appearance was slightly different from now, so it took Babara some time to recognize each other.

At that moment, the two girls hugged each other, laughing and dancing, crying and making trouble. It's no wonder they were so excited. In this world with backward transportation, without teleportation magic, every trip would mean a difficult adventure, ranging from injury and illness to death on the way.

It would be better if they were professionals, after all, their physiques were stronger than ordinary people, but if they were ordinary people, even if they set out in a group and took care of each other, many people would still fall forever on the journey.

The ones most affected are the merchants of the caravans, who spend their lives trading across regions. On average, for every successful trade trip, there must be someone buried in a foreign land.

Once friends are separated from each other, it often means that they will never see each other again for life.

We hadn’t seen each other for a long time, so naturally we had endless things to say. The two girls entered the castle hand in hand. Kyle walked up, took the reins thrown out by Beta, and personally led the teacher's horse.

Bart was watching all this, and he suddenly realized that his master seemed to have a wide circle of friends. Although his strength is far inferior to Kyle, he can feel that Kyle, like himself, has a warrior profession, but is much stronger than himself. It's just that he doesn't understand why Kyle, who is younger than him, has such exaggerated strength.

Fletcher walked up and said to Kyle very gracefully: "Hello, I am Fletcher, the third son of the Rogge family. Nice to meet you. Are you a direct knight of Uther? ?”

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm his son-in-law." Kyle scratched his head, with a distressed look on his face: "The Rogge family... I remember a few days ago, there seemed to be such a cavalryman reporting the name of this family and barging in. Our city lord's mansion was taken down by me... was it your order?"

At the end of the speech, Kyle's courageous momentum surged out. Fletcher, a real pretty boy, could not stand up to this kind of battle. He was so frightened that his legs became weak and he took a few steps back.

He had a pale face, and sweat was already pouring down his face, but he still managed to hold himself up and said, "I...I am...from the Rogge family."

Kyle is a student taught by Beta step by step, and he has gained Beta’s ‘true inheritance’. He snorted and said: "As soon as your cavalry came in, he said some incomprehensible words. When I retorted a few words, he drew his sword and wanted to attack. He didn't even look at where this place was... This is Winterwind City, not you. A place where these pretty boys can run wild.”

Shirley covered her mouth and laughed. She felt that Kyle had been 'bad' by Beta's teachings.

In fact, after experiencing so much with Beta, Kyle has seen through it. He has understood the true meaning of what Beta said, "The strong do not need etiquette." The teacher led them to confront the eldest prince, the future king. Although they lost the game, the eldest prince chose to keep things quiet in order to appease the teacher and them.

This kind of thing had happened to Kyle two years ago. Let alone being face-to-face with the eldest prince, even if he was scolded by a person like the eldest prince, he would have felt like the sky was falling.

The improvement in strength brings about an improvement in vision and a higher ‘error tolerance rate’.

In the life course of most living things, there is a term of ‘error tolerance’.

Weak beings, as long as they make one or two small mistakes when looking for food or hunting, they may be killed by natural enemies, starve to death without being able to catch prey, or even be accidentally blown away by the wind, or get lost. All will lead to death. They have to live cautiously and dare not relax in any way.

Stronger creatures have fewer or no natural enemies. For example, powerful professionals, or giant dragons. This is the improvement of survival error tolerance. Even if they make hundreds of "mistakes", they will still have a chance to survive. They can easily obtain the resources they need for survival in nature.

The creatures that stand at the top of the world use the creatures in the world as pawns, such as the gods. They are no longer thinking about survival.

Kyle has now reached the middle and upper levels of the pyramid. Only a few professionals and some special creatures can pose a threat to him. As for ordinary secular power, in his eyes, it no longer has much deterrent effect. This is the improvement in survival 'error tolerance' brought about by the improvement of strength. Many things are no longer a threat to survival.

Kyle is no longer afraid of even the eldest prince, let alone a playboy who doesn’t know where he came from!

But Fletcher felt that something was wrong... He knew that Uther had a daughter, and he heard that she was pretty good-looking. But he didn't know that Uther's daughter was married, and her husband was actually such a powerful warrior.

Things didn't seem to be going the way he imagined.

However, he felt that things could still be saved. At that moment, he suppressed the discomfort in his heart and asked: "Your Excellency, are you mistaken? It is impossible for my cavalry to break into the city lord's palace."

Kyle is a brave man. He is born with the ability to sense whether the creature in front of him is good or evil. This is the innate skill of the brave.

Although Fletcher did not reach the level of 'evil', Kyle still felt that the person in front of him exuded an aura that made him uncomfortable. He wanted to chop the opponent with his sword, but after careful consideration, he felt that the opponent was not that bad yet.

This feeling of wanting to cut but not being able to cut is like a blockage of phlegm in the throat. You can't spit it out or swallow it. If you ignore it, it will affect the smoothness of breathing, which is very confusing.

This sense of entanglement made Kyle, a good old man, feel quite uncomfortable, so he replied unhappily: "I said he broke in, so I broke in. Could I still lie to you?"

Fletcher took a deep breath and shouted angrily: "I am from the Rogge family, do you understand?"

This is the third time that he has emphasized that he is from the Rogge family. Bart watched from the sidelines, and suddenly felt that Fletcher was so pitiful, meeting a pair of masters and apprentices who didn't even pay attention to the power behind him.

"I've never heard of it." Kyle looked at the other party coldly: "You are not welcome in Winterwind City, so don't follow me in."

Bart was nearby and whistled in surprise. He originally thought that his employer was the only one in the world with such an arrogant person, but he never expected that his employer's students could be so fierce. He was truly a master and apprentice, and his character and temperament were passed down from generation to generation.

"Okay!" Fletcher didn't expect that a member of his dignified Rogge family would be teased by a pair of masters and apprentices. He was so angry that his lips were trembling: "Since you don't know how to praise, then don't blame me for spreading the news. It’s everywhere!”

As soon as Fletcher finished speaking, a blue sword energy passed by his body, bringing up a piece of dry dust and leaving a long ditch.

Kyle sheathed his sword and said slowly: "You can pass it on as you like, but you'd better pray that I don't find a chance to judge you in the future."

It sounded like a threat, but when Kyle said it, it was the truth. He had a hunch that Fletcher would be worth killing before long.

Fletcher glared at Beta fiercely, turned around and left. He had already recorded everything on Beta.

Riding a war horse galloping down the street, he ignored the panicked dodges of pedestrians, but he had only one thought in his mind. He must find a way to kill Beta. If he didn't kill him, he would be uncomfortable and would never be comfortable for the rest of his life.

Ever since he was a child, he has never suffered from such cowardice. He has always been the only one who has been embarrassed by others, but now he is being embarrassed by others. Since accepting the mission of the envoy, he felt that his luck suddenly became bad. First he met an inexperienced Beta, and now he met a fool.

How dare all the disaster stars in the world who have trouble with him follow that bastard Beta.

No matter what, no matter what price he pays, he must get the real decision-making power of the mission... The family did not bring him into the mission just to let him travel around.

Now, both in public and private matters, he felt that he had reasons to kill Beta.