The Black Knight from the Blue Planet

Sending soldiers, sending top-quality equipment, almost all the means that the Jeanna family can use to show their sincerity.

This shows how much they value Hardy.

This is not surprising. Just like Hadi's Hukaro City now has no manpower available, the Jeanna family at this time also has few vassals they can trust.

Moreover, in the view of the Jeanne family, Hardy is the best choice in terms of age, potential, and character.

In the absence of a trusted vassal, Hardy is not only the only 'card' available, but is even an 'SSR' level orange character card.

In this case, anyone who is not stupid will pile resources on this 'card' to prop it up.

Madam Sissi looked at Hardy and saw him walking towards the blue battle flag, full of relief.

At the previous meeting, it seemed that more than a dozen lords came, but they were all border lords who were canonized when the first generation Jeanne was queen.

At that time, those frontier lords must have been very supportive of the first generation of Jeanne, but the problem is that now hundreds of years have passed, and the descendants of these frontier lords have changed for dozens of generations. How much loyalty do they still have to the Jeanne family? But the benevolent sees benevolence, and the wise see wisdom.

At least in that 'meeting' not long ago, Mrs. Sissi didn't feel how much respect those lords had for her.

If Hadi hadn't arrived in time, she wouldn't have even thought about having that meeting.

Therefore, although Hadi objected to her idea of ​​helping the northern faction, she believed in Hadi's judgment. After all, the Jeanne family's current situation relied entirely on Hadi's precise strategic literacy.

At this time, Hardy walked to the armor and flag, feeling a little confused. He seemed to hear a faint female voice.

It seemed to be emanating from inside the armor.

At first Hardy thought it was an illusion, but then he heard it clearly. There was indeed a female voice, but it was very slight.

He stood there and listened for a while, and found that the female voice seemed to be singing, quite cheerfully.

Hardy turned around and asked Madam Sissi: "Madam, can you hear someone singing here?"

Madam Sissi's eyes widened, she subconsciously looked around, and asked in a trembling voice: "Is there something dirty here?"

It's not unusual for ghosts to exist in the magical world, but not too many. The main reason is that the conditions for their formation are very complex and harsh.

But that doesn't mean there aren't any.

"I don't know if it's dirty!" Hardy pointed to the silver women's armor: "This thing is singing. Although it's very quiet, I can hear it."

Madam Sissi swallowed: "Hardy, are you kidding me?"

She subconsciously approached Hardy and held the latter's arm.

Soft and fragrant.

Hardy shrugged: "Maybe she was the original Queen Jeanne."

"It's impossible." Madam Sissi shook her head: "The original Queen Jeanne went to the God of Light Realm after her death. This matter is a major event of the sect and is recorded in the Chronicles of the Goddess of Light."

Hardy suddenly frowned slightly: "She stopped singing again."

"Really?" Mrs. Sissi's body felt a little weak: "After taking the things, let's leave, okay."

Hardy nodded and picked up the blue battle flag with the one hand he could still move.

But the moment he took hold of the flagpole, he felt a pain in his heart, and then heard a 'huh' sound in his mind.

It's not like that thing is lodged in the blue flag.

Hardy frowned slightly, not wanting this equipment called a flag, but actually a lance.

If there is an unknown spirit inside the equipment, it will be very troublesome.

From the game experience in the previous life, we know that things like ‘spiritual weapons’ are worthless, useless to eat, and a pity to throw away.

Kong has extremely good attributes, but they must be recognized by the weapon spirit before they can be used.

But I have never heard of any player being recognized by the weapon spirit.

It's even harder than hiding a career.

But when he just thought this, he suddenly felt a pure light magic pouring from the flag.

The Nightmare Knight is a profession of dark magic, and these light magics are no less than poison to Hardy.

It's just that the light magic power is not much, nor is it ferocious. It is meaningless to talk about toxicity regardless of the dose.

If Hardy had just traveled through time, these light magic powers would have been enough to cripple his weak body and kill him, but now, at most, it would only make him feel a little uncomfortable.

This thing doesn't suit me.

While he was thinking this, there was suddenly a very neutral force in his body, which absorbed the light magic power. After a while, it was converted into mild neutral magic power, and then spit out, nourishing Hardy's body.

Um?

Is this...the blessing of the goddess of light?

It turns out that not only is it immune to all diseases, but it also has this effect.

So useful.

Hardy's favorability towards the goddess of light has increased.

Picking up the blue battle flag, Hardy said to Madam Sissi, who was holding her arms tightly beside her, timidly like a little hamster, looking around, "Let's go up first."

Madam Sissi nodded vigorously. She didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.

I will definitely never come back here again.

The two walked out of the secret passage. Madam Sissi looked at the sunshine outside and breathed a sigh of relief.

She let go of Hardy's arm, her cheeks slightly red: "I just lost my temper, I'm sorry."

"Everyone is afraid of things. This is normal. I am also afraid of flying cockroaches hitting my face." Hardy said casually.

Madam Sissi naturally didn't believe it and thought he was trying to comfort her, so she rolled her eyes at him coquettishly.

"Do you have a place to stay during this time?"

Hardy shook his head.

"How about staying at our Jeanna's house."

Hardy still shook his head: "It's inconvenient. Although our relationship is almost indistinguishable, there are still some things that must be taboo, otherwise it will cause dissatisfaction among other lords."

Because there were so many lords coming, it was impossible for the Jeanna family to arrange for all the lords to live in their castle at once.

Therefore, it was the lords who decided where to live.

Everyone lives outside, but Hardy is a special case. He lives in the castle of Jeanne's family. It's hard to say what other people think.

"Then you can only stay in a hotel. The Winged Angel Hotel in the west is the property of our Jeanna family. How about you stay there temporarily? I will ask someone to give you more discounts and care."

Hardy nodded: "Then I'll trouble Mrs. Sissi."

"We are all a family, why should we be so polite?"

When Hardy came out of Jeanna's house, he carried the blue battle flag but did not unfurl it, so neither the servants of Jeanna's house nor the people monitoring Jeanna's house thought much about it.

He led his scout team and walked slowly to the Winged Angel Hotel.

This tavern is one of the top three hotels in Boris.

There are quite a few people coming in and out here, but most of them are servants or housekeepers.

Occasionally, a noble-looking person would come out.

As soon as Hardy arrived, an attendant came up and said flatteringly: "Your Excellency, are you here to stay?"

Hardy showed the angel crest and showed that he was a member of the Jeanna clan: "I need a good bedroom and several rooms where my twenty subordinates can sleep well."

"Your Excellency, are you a member of our Jeanna family?" the attendant suddenly asked.

Hardy nodded.

"Then can you help us deal with the matters above? It's very troublesome now." The attendant showed a bitter look.