That’s Hilarious

Looking at Baron Leon walking towards him, thinking of all his legends in his mind, he couldn't help feeling overwhelmed. He seemed to be transformed into a light under the sun, illuminating his path.

After the sergeant gave a respectful salute, he said solemnly, "Good day, Baron Leon, the commander of the Stormtrooper Legion."

Hearing the sergeant's words, Baron Leon smiled, making people feel like a spring breeze, "Don't call me by my title and position, I'm just a pure knight."

After speaking, he did not forget to pat the sergeant on the shoulder to encourage him.

He just kept looking at Roland. He had already confirmed that his Olympic plate armor was the set he gave him. If there was nothing else, he was the one he was optimistic about.

Listening to the object of worship really said the rumored words, which made Baron Leon's image in his mind a bit more real.

"Yes, Baron Leon."

For the sergeant still calling himself a baron, he smiled indifferently.

Such a different kind of dialogue instantly aroused Roland's curiosity, and such a humble noble?

The moment he turned around, Baron Leon could see his face clearly.

"Roland."

"Mysterious knight."

Two voices sounded almost at the same time, the difference was that one was affirmative and the other was surprised.

Seeing that the two of them looked at each other and smiled, they hugged each other fiercely, making the sound of armor colliding.

This sound made the sergeant a little worried about Roland, fearing that he would be crushed to the bone, which of course was impossible.

This way of unfolding also surprised him. It seemed that the two were still acquaintances, but Baron Leon knew his name, and this Roland, who was only a quasi-aristocrat (perhaps not yet in the shadows), did not know Li The name of Baron Ang, which made him a little resentful.

From the previous worry, he hoped that Baron Leon could teach him a lesson.

"When I saw your plate armor, I felt familiar. When I walked in, I was sure it was the one I gave you. Why are you free to come to Osborne today?"

Listening to Baron Leon's words, Roland scratched his head a little embarrassedly, only to realize that he was still wearing the helmet, and immediately took off the helmet, and said a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, Baron Leon, I don't know. Your identity, for the previous offense, sincerely apologize."

Roland's words made Baron Leon laugh, and said indifferently, "When you were arguing with me, you were so arrogant that you tried to beat me all over the place to find my teeth. Why is it like this now? Have you been taught a lesson?"

"Isn't that a lesson from you?"

The sergeant who was listening in heard Baron Leon say this, and immediately wiped a cold sweat for Roland. He dared to say that to Baron Leon. In his opinion, being able to fight Baron Leon also proved his strength, and even more so. What's more, he also obtained the plate armor presented by the baron.

No wonder he dared to set up a mercenary group by himself to find trouble with the trolls. At the same time, I felt a little ashamed that I didn't believe his words before, and I actually doubted a powerful warrior.

Roland's whisper, of course, could not escape Baron Leon's ears. He patted Roland on the shoulder and said, "It's already very good. When I was your age, I was only a little better than you."

"Bragging." Roland, who didn't know his legendary story, naturally thought he was bragging, and immediately rolled his eyes.

In response, Baron Leon just smiled, but the sergeant next to him couldn't bear it any longer.

"To shut up."

Both of them were stunned by the sudden roar, staring blankly at the sergeant, but he turned a blind eye to the idol's gaze. In the face of other people's doubts, he only feels angry and unforgivable, even if you are a friend of the object of worship.

He instantly turned into a berserker and began to tell the legendary story of Baron Leon. Even if the baron stopped him, he could not stop him.

Hearing Rowland's surprise at the beginning turned to respect, he stopped his somewhat incoherent narration.

"I'm sorry, Baron Leon, it's my gaffe." He said apologetically, but his face was full of pride, and after he finished speaking, he stepped aside.

In this regard, Baron Leon was also helpless and did not say anything. He just invited Roland to sit in his mansion, to which Roland readily agreed.

After arranging the soldiers to camp in the camp, the two entered the city directly and walked straight to the baron's mansion.

As soon as you enter the gate, there is a huge martial arts arena. There are several weapons of different weights on the weapon rack, several huge lances next to it, and behind it is a dummy in armor and a stable. Among them, there are also several attendants practicing against each other.

Seeing Roland staring straight at the weapon rack, Baron Leon couldn't help but think of himself back then, and he was so fond of fighting, "What? Interested? We'll practice when we finish talking?"

For Baron Leon's proposal, Roland agreed a hundred times, and he, who has improved his attributes, happened to have this idea.

Although he respects Baron Leon, he still wants to defeat him, this is just a warrior's fanaticism, nothing else.

After taking a seat.

Drinking the prepared tea, Baron Leon saw that Roland had no intention of opening his mouth, so he asked, "Roland of the Dawn Mercenary Corps, you haven't said what you are here for."

Hearing the official title of the baron, Roland also straightened his body. Considering that he was a noble with a good reputation and belonged to the Osborn family, he spoke directly.

"Actually, I came this time to seek the support and help of Duke Osborn~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I have seized a large territory from the trolls, and I need a lot of money and a certificate of pioneering ."

Baron Leon didn't pay much attention to what Roland said. He had come into contact with some exaggerated rhetoric that nobles liked. He was already immune. He obviously forgot that Roland was not a nobleman, so he said.

"How old is it? Why don't you seek help from Viscount Whitney? Isn't he closer? At the same time, he is also a vassal loyal to the Osborn family. I believe he will help you."

Baron Leon's words made Roland a little at a loss as to how to speak, but the matter has come to this point, and he has already opened his bow and has no turning back. He can only hope that he can believe my words.

Roland sighed and said slowly, "Actually, I thought so at first, until something happened."

"Speaking of this, you may think that I want to slander other nobles, but I guarantee that my personality is true. Of course, my personality does not have any value."

Speaking of which, Roland couldn't help but feel helpless, but he still couldn't get around the mountain of Viscount Whitney.

"What's the matter? Is it about Viscount Whitney?"

Roland nodded, but kept sighing without speaking.

This time, Baron Leon was stumped. He thought that this kind of thing would be difficult to handle. These things are not suitable for him to know. It seems that he can only do this.

"Well, you stay with me, and I'll go to Duke Osborn. As for whether he sees you or not, and when he sees you, that's not something I can decide."

After speaking, he didn't forget to ask, "Is the land really that big?"

"It's huge."

Looking at Baron Leon who frowned and left, Roland only smiled bitterly.