The lord is red again

The selection of the first expeditionary soldiers has begun. All natives with experience as "thieves" and "sentinels" can participate.

Keep an eye on all directions and take certain risks.

However, the rewards are generous. Whether alive or dead, there will be rewards that make people breathe fast.

Honor, money, family benefits, etc., no one can refuse.

"This is your chance to make a name for yourself!" A friend whose right eye was pecked blind in his early years pulled Fuller's arm, "Do a good job for the Duke!"

"Wait to hear my great story!" Fuller patted his chest and whistled, "The story of Lord Fuller will be spread throughout the Rand Kingdom in the future, and I will definitely become the Duke's most trusted warrior."

"I'm waiting for your good news."

Fuller participated for honor.

Some people can die for money, some can die for honor. He and his friend are both people who can die for honor. Unfortunately, his friend was pecked blind in one eye for honor, and he never had the opportunity to serve in the army again.

Fuller strode away with his luggage in the envious eyes of the people around him, his chin slightly raised. At this moment, he had already felt his success, as if he had returned with honor.

After the army was ready, it set off for the Gate of Morpheus. The mighty expedition had already begun, and all parties appeared on the stage, waiting for a perhaps gorgeous performance, or perhaps... it came to an abrupt end, and nothing happened.

There were only a few undead people selected in the first batch. Their common feature was that they were very strong. Reaching level 20 was already the most basic requirement, but fortunately, there was more than one batch of expedition troops, and there were also second and third batches.

There were also undead people who were ready not to go on the mission. At worst, I would just follow the team on foot. I just wanted to open the map, but this idea was abandoned after they followed for three days.

The expedition lasted for ten days and a half months, and there was no reward. Others ate meat, but I had nothing. What was the point?

After a brief rest at the Snake Catcher Fortress, they headed straight for the Gate of Morpheus.

When they arrived at the Snake Catcher Fortress, the undead saw the familiar "Crystal Defense Tower".

Without saying anything else, how about putting in a ward first? Well, it's not allowed, the signal overlaps.

"Such a big...arena."

"Is there any saying here?"

"What's open in the Snake Catcher Fortress?"

Every time you arrive at a main city, it's important to see what local specialties are sold. For example, the "Linde's Lion Slash" sold in the Troll Castle is very fucked up, and the skill can only be purchased in the Troll Castle.

But that place is a bit remote, and another way to buy it is to find Linde himself, but this guy is sometimes willing to teach, and sometimes he will say that he is very busy and unwilling to pay attention to people.

If it weren't for his strong strength and high level, they would have drawn their swords and chopped Linde to see if they could get some skill books or something.

"The team rested for half a day!" The crystal mage turned around and said loudly, "After half a day, gather and continue on the road!"

Wen looked at the scattered undead people: "Can they really do it?"

This time only a small number of soldiers were brought, more of them were logistics, and they had to set up outposts at the Gate of Morpheus to facilitate subsequent reinforcements.

As the only military force, the undead people don't seem to be very reliable.

"You have chosen to trust Lind, haven't you?" asked the crystal wizard.

"I have chosen to trust him."

Wen nodded gently. Her extreme thinking was like this. Once she chose, she was determined. As long as the goal was the same as what she had determined at the beginning, she could stick to it.

At this stage, following Lind was indeed better than fighting alone. He seemed to know how to play with the undead. He could always make these thorny guys obedient, even crazier than the fanatics.

At this time, Lind had received a letter from the Duke of the Southern Griffin. They heard that Goliath had returned to the rule of Hedwin and sent a letter.

Igor Griffin, the Duke of Griffin, was like the Duke of the Mountain Troll. He had absolute autonomy in the territory, his own soldiers, policies, etc.

The dukedom was like a principality. If it were not for the strict requirements of the coin, perhaps the coin would become a griffin.

Linde's impression of the Griffin family is that they can give birth. Not only that, but the Duke also raises illegitimate children at home. The illegitimate children of the Griffin family can even form a knight team.

As for Miss Wind and Thunder Dorothy (3_3), let's not talk about it.

Before that, Linde had arranged for people to go to the Griffin territory to investigate, and the people he arranged were not ordinary people, but the Scarlet Ladies of the Blood Clan.

Some people will pledge allegiance to the "Black Knight". They are eager to go further. Blood and loyalty seem to complement each other at this stage, don't they?

As the middleman of the Scarlet Ladies is the Red Sister. She is also the only one who knows that Linde is the Black Knight, but Linde has never asked her to keep it secret.

He didn't want to act in disguise, and hiding his identity was just to get in front of the Scarlet Monarch. The misunderstandings that followed had nothing to do with him.

But the Red Sister didn't think so. She was sure that the mysterious Black Knight could restrain the Blood Clan better than the Lion Duke who stood in the light.

The black crow spread its wings and landed at the window of the defenders of the Golden City. The badge on its ankle flickered with a faint light. The patrolling soldier nodded and opened the door for the crow to jump in and fly into Goliath through the passage.

Goliath is now difficult for birds to cross.

In Alman Manor, Lind has changed into a robe. His burly figure is elongated after being wrapped in a slender noble robe.

He looks like a powerless noble.

Loose and long robes can give people some illusions.

When the crow landed on the window, Lind raised his hand to signal the butler to leave.

"My lord." The crow landed and turned into a red nun. She couldn't help but look at Lind twice more.

This man, who is known as the "walking god on earth", never cares about his clothes. He prefers armor rather than gorgeous robes.

He is always decorated with various props, each of which can be fatal.

And this style, as far as the red nun knows, is the same as that of most undead. Those undead call it "value higher than appearance".

When you are free, you can wear it a little bit to entertain yourself, but if you really want to go to war, who cares whether it looks good or not? You will definitely wear the one with the highest attribute.

Now, he was wearing a long robe without wrinkles, with dark red and gold as the overall tone, and his hair was smoothed and trimmed again.

He didn't like long hair, but he hadn't cut it for a while and didn't cut it off.

His hair was combed, which modified his facial contours and made him look more gentle.

It was difficult to put adjectives such as "weak" on him. Not so aggressive was the most tolerant adjective.

"What's wrong?" Linde subconsciously raised his hand and touched his cheek.

He never thought that he could make a living by his face, but after finding that the red nun was staring at him in a daze, he subconsciously "offended" a glance at the other party's favorability.

Just staring at his face and slowly increasing his favorability? !

Linde didn't mind that his subordinates had a higher favorability for him and were emotionally inclined to him, which meant that they would not betray him easily, and there was no need for them to fall in love with him.

Compared with beautiful girls, he preferred strong and powerful helpers.

Sister Red also sensed the emotional pressure from Lind, which startled her slightly, and then she said: "The information you want has been investigated almost."

"I'm so glad you can deliver it in time." Lind raised his left hand and adjusted the cuffs at his wrists with his right hand.

He would not blink if the knife cut him, but the wrinkles of the shirt at the cuffs would make him feel very uncomfortable. He suspected that he might be the male version of the Princess and the Pea.

After tidying up, he continued: "They have come to Goliath, and they may be being interrogated now, and then waiting to be received by the queen."

Sister Red buried her head lower.

The Scarlet Lady investigated part of the information, but there was indeed a problem with timeliness.

"What did you investigate?" Lind took the letter handed over by Sister Red.

The content recorded in a hurry was not sufficient, but some information on it caught his attention.

For example, the illegitimate child named "William" was a genius, and he was a hero-level Sun Knight.

"Duke Igor Griffin is seriously ill and cannot bear the long journey, so Dorothy Griffin is here to represent him this time."

There is not much information about Dorothy on the forum, because this most popular "banner girl" does not often appear in the sight of the undead. Like Rania, she is an NPC that can only be seen during limited holidays or special tasks.

It is this mystery that makes them always popular.

"Dorothy Griffin has special abilities?" Lind got a piece of news that surprised him.

"Yes, she seems to have some special induction with animals, which can make animals work for her."

"It's really a fairy tale."

Linde is not very interested in Dorothy, he cares more about another person: "What about William? His last name should be Griffin?"

"He is the sixteenth illegitimate son of the Duke of Griffin," the Red Sister nodded and replied, "But he is a genius. He was sent to the monastery of the Sun Church when he was a child. Later, he became a high-ranking knight through hard work. Then the magic ring was broken, and he organized a group of people to deal with the disaster. The south can achieve relative peace, and he has made a lot of efforts."

Seeing Linde quickly browsing the letter, the Red Sister didn't know whether she should continue.

"Go on." Linde can be distracted and think, and it doesn't delay listening to the Red Sister's introduction.

"After the undead appeared in the south, William immediately arranged people to go to various villages and guide the undead to act. It is understood that they went to Goliath this time in order to borrow the passage to the Gate of Morpheus to resist the Great Rift."

Resisting the Great Rift is a race war, and it should be.

But William's appearance made Linde full of doubts.

He was an illegitimate child, but he was not affected by his bloodline. Instead, he burst out with stronger talents after the doomsday.

As an old noble, he was not opposed by the village chiefs of the Novice Village. Instead, they quickly reached an agreement and swore allegiance to him.

Moreover, William took the initiative to send people to the Novice Village to lead the undead.

If William is replaced by "Leon" or "Wen Raven", it seems that there is no difference.

No, the difference is still very obvious. William is an old noble and does not have any revolutionary attributes. If you really want to entangle, maybe his "illegitimate child of the old noble" attribute seems to be in line with the necessity of revolution.

Linde never mind speculating unknown enemies with the worst case scenario.

The sixteenth son of the Duke of Griffin seems to be an "official" person!

"Is he a hero-level knight? Sun Knight?" Linde confirmed again.

"Yes." The Red Sister nodded.

It seems that no matter who the other party is, she must meet him in person.

Lind's Sun Knight has been "stuck" at the upper level of the Great Knight for a while. He must get the hero level from William, that is, the Sun Knight potion formula that is upgraded to level 31.

At the same time, a team has entered the Golden City of Goliath.

The carriage opened the curtain, and the noble lady wearing round-frame glasses and holding a kitten looked outside.

The handsome young man on horseback looked at her subconsciously: "What's wrong?"

"I've been here before, and it looks more dilapidated than before."

"This place has just experienced a big battle! Dorothy, it should be dilapidated!" The young man's face was excited, he said, "Lion Duke, Linde Arman! We all heard about him on the way here, didn't we? He killed the Dragon King Kurt with his sword! Regained the territory that belonged to the queen!"

"Yes, William, you have said it more than a dozen times in a row."

"It was an epic battle!" William continued, "You should listen to more of his stories. He defeated many enemies and rebels, including Prince Black Catfish!"

He said this with some regret: "I heard that Prince Black Catfish is a very powerful swordsman. It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to spar with him."

"That was a good thing that Linde did that was commendable." Dorothy didn't have any special feelings for Linde. Her memory of Linde was vague, probably at her own dance, but it didn't matter.

She gently stroked the kitten in her arms and said, "We are here to express our need for peace. Don't force them to think like you."

Dorothy couldn't stand her brother's "enthusiasm". It seemed that his brain had been corroded by the sun. He always asked others to sacrifice themselves to resist the monsters of the Great Rift.

It has been like this since three years ago, but Griffin Castle has always maintained peace, and he has made great contributions.

She came to Goliath with her father's order, just to show her friendliness.

They had to do this because the legend of Linde had already spread to Griffin Castle with the escaped wanderers and refugees.

Duke Linde was determined to achieve unification and did not mind using any violent means.

Look at the Lord of Baya, the Snake Catcher Fortress, Raven City, Black Island, and the Golden City Goliath who occupied the Troll Castle before.

All the roads were paved with blood, and all the stories about Linde were inevitable.

It took one or two years to kill most of the Rand Kingdom. There was really no need for them to fight to the death in Griffin Castle.

They just want to live in peace. No matter who wins or loses, fighting will cause losses, so their purpose of coming this time is also very simple.

They hope for peace and are willing to continue to swear allegiance, pay taxes, etc.

As long as peace continues, it's fine.