When Ryan found Crow, he unexpectedly saw the Cang Knight who was praised by the outside world sitting at the table and Ryan playing blade.

"Oh~ You guys are really leisurely. They just had a big fight. Have you reconciled so quickly?"

Reen rolled his eyes and complained, "How is this blade possible? There is a price. If I win, Clow must tell his past."

Crow smiled casually and said, "Haha~ If I win, Lien must stay and help the noble alliance to quell the civil war. This is also my decision to help this indecisive guy make up his mind."

Indecisive, this word is very suitable to describe today's Reen.

Due to the stupid behavior of the Duke of Elbarrea in the east, he had always believed that the noble alliance was evil, and what Class 7 did to combat the nobles was to demonstrate justice.

But after Ryan cruelly awakened the self-satisfaction in his heart, Ryan, who was not stupid, began to reflect on his previous arrogant thoughts.

Or because he suddenly obtained the powerful helper of the God of Gray, Li En, as a young man, couldn't help but feel a hint of complacency in his heart. Only after the arrogant balloon was pierced, he began to calmly think about the significance of this civil war.

On one hand, Prince Olibart, the founder of Class 7, had high expectations for Class 7, and on the other hand, he also hoped that the civil war that swept the empire would end soon. This dilemma made him fall into an indecisive contradiction.

"Oh? That's quite interesting."

Ryan walked to the sofa beside the two and sat down, "Let me witness your victory or defeat... Clow, don't be a cheater."

Clow scratched his head helplessly, "Hey... I am so untrustworthy in your eyes? After all, this is an important showdown, okay."

In this blade duel, Clow did not hide his weakness as usual.

However, Lien was obviously very interested in Clow's concealed past. His firm will made Clow hesitate involuntarily, and in the end he lost the game.

Already known that Ryan, who had been in the past, did not plan to be a light bulb here. After announcing Reen's victory, he patted Crow on the shoulder jokingly, leaving the next time to these two entangled good friends.

...

As a giant aerial fortress with a total area of ​​250 subways, considering the luxury nature of Mr. Kane, the rooms of this ship are very spacious.

When walking to the central lounge area, Ryan saw a strange combination.

The Xifeng trio was smoking and pleasing Fei with an unhappy face, while Mark Bang was sitting at the other end of the hall drinking and drinking. Du Bali sat opposite him with disgust and kept muttering.

Not to mention the funny performance of the West Wind-Daughter Control-Branch, Ryan walked to Markbon and sat down.

Markbon raised the red wine in his hand disregardedly and signaled, "Oh~ Young Master, do you want a glass of it too?"

"No." Ryan smiled and waved to Dubali, then turned to Markbon and said, "I still have official duties to deal with later. Drinking will make my mind dull. Let's talk about it later."

Du Bali looked at Ryan with a complicated expression, "I didn't expect that you, who fought with our Iron Aircraft Team, will now sit together and chat as an allies. Things are really unpredictable."

At this time, Du Bali had already changed into the usual set of knight armor, her casual clothes...

Well, how to say it looks very dark age style, but from now on, it only makes people have one impression - village girl.

‘If you don’t consider her often stupid personality at that time, learning the old-fashioned temper of a self-centered person might be just right for this style of clothing…’

Markbon on the other side is a completely different style, and his red coat and black jeans look very fashionable.

The ends of the light green side-parted long hair were dyed purple and red. Ryan's first impression of him was...Sharmat Youth.

This man, who always had a lazy expression, had a pair of glasses on his nose, but I didn't know if it was just flat glasses for decoration.

“Ha~”

Mark Bang yawned with a bored look on his face, "So, I didn't let me appear in this battle at all. Young Master, do you want to go out for activities with me?"

Ryan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Forget it, if you move really, it may burn the entire ship. Let's talk about it later if you have the chance."

The executor No.I, the robbery of the flame, was the strongest flame demon.

According to Weita's description, he had fought with the Saint of Steel in a semi-serious manner, but the final result was no winner. However, it seemed that neither side had done his best yet, so it was impossible to say who was stronger.

One thing that can be confirmed is that... this lazy guy on the surface is an absolute and extraordinary existence.

"Ah~ What a pity."

Markbon leaned on the backrest of the soft chair with his eyes half open, "You have the same traces of 'mixed' as the gray little ghost. I thought I could have a good fight with you."

Ryan shrugged, "I probably know what you mean by 'mixed', but compared with your inhuman combat power, my strength should not make you fall in love with you."

"Oh~" Mark Bang collapsed on the chair with a look of impotence. "Apart from the abyss and the witch who has lived for hundreds of years, you should be the strongest in this ship. Why don't you want to fight me?"

Ryan rolled his eyes, "Nonsense, once you get your interest, the ship will probably fall out of the air."

Fortunately, although Markbon is more warlike, he will not be as scruples as Charlie and his colleague "Skinny Wolf" Valut. He is still a reasonable person... the premise is that he does not arouse his true desire to fight.

“By the way.”

Ryan suddenly remembered something, "I heard that the strange thief gentleman also came to the empire, why didn't he see him this time?"

"Tsk!"

Dubali thought of the guy who was acting exaggeratedly and couldn't help but smack her lips. "The last time that guy left the Nord Plateau, he said he wanted to go to the west of the Empire to watch the Valkyrie's battle in order to seek the ultimate beauty of the battlefield, and ran away on his own."

"Forehead……"

Ryan's lips twitched, "I hope he knows the right way. If he really gets angry with that 'Valkyrie', I'm afraid he won't be able to get anything good."

"Hey?"

Markbon became interested when he heard Ryan's comments. "I heard that the golden Rakshasa has the combat power close to 'steel'. I wonder if she can let me burn it well?"

Ryan advised angrily, "After all, we are allies now, you should not cause trouble in the west. The guard work on Elbarea's side has not yet ended, right?"
Chapter completed!