Chapter 12: Title and fief

Fireball Explode burst in this place.

The powerful heat raged in this place. Just standing in this place, you can feel a wave of heat coming towards you. After the fireball exploded, the final resistance of this place was also declared to be over.

As the flames burned, a handsome elf boy walked slowly among the dead body. He said in his slightly disgusting tone: "Death... is really a word that disgusting to me."

"But sometimes you have to admit that it is indeed better for others to die than for yourself." A slightly hoarse voice sounded in the elf boy's ears. The elf boy turned around and saw the warlock hidden in his black robe.

"Ah...yes." Avis nodded, indicating that he had already agreed with the warlock. The warlock looked around, smelled the faint burnt smell in the air, and then said, "I'll clean up the battlefield." Avis glanced at the warlock, then nodded. He was waiting here for the Warlock Teutonic to tell him the information about the battlefield.

Soon, the report came. The elf boy lowered his head slightly and glanced at the information in his hand. Then he turned his head and looked at the bleak battlefield in front of him. Then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The Teutonic warrior was indeed a powerful warrior. When facing the same number of troops of the Scarlet Hands, there was no case of death. The only seriously injured patient could barely sit on the horse after being treated by three clergymen.

The Teutonic warriors were not knights, but this did not prevent them from riding horses. But most of the time, their combat effectiveness under horses was much stronger than on horseback, so they were infantry rather than cavalry. The Teutonic warriors were collecting mission items expressionlessly. Avis looked at this scene and nodded with satisfaction.

It might be too much to have such a number of Teutonic warriors as subordinates as a mercenary leader. But as a noble, there is no problem. Now, Avis has collected enough weapons from the Scarlet Knights, and after handing over, Avis can justify becoming a jazz with a territory.

Everything has just begun, right? There is a hint of confidence in the corner of Ivis' mouth.

The short-haired girl in the blonde also came to Avis at this time. She suddenly faced such a large number of corpses, and her face was very unnatural at this moment. She looked at Avis and then said, "Miss Helois seems very unhappy."

"She? What's wrong with her?" Avis turned his head and looked at the girl who was a little fat in the baby. The girl sighed faintly, and her short golden hair reflected a faint glow in the sun: "She quarreled with Brother Kadir... because Brother Kadir killed the last Scarlet Knight."

Ives only took a few breaths and understood the reason for the two quarrels - Helois was a clergy after all, and she possessed the most important sign that the clergy had - kindness. In the battle just now, the last Scarlet Knight had already revealed the surrender. But unfortunately, the warlock had a fireball that ended their voices.

Avis shook his head, and he couldn't say who was right or wrong, which was a different concept. Helois might be a neutral and kind camp, but Kadir was chaotic and neutral. The two of them looked at the problem in an essentially different way.

Avis smiled bitterly, and then he looked at Rebecca beside him: "Where are they? I'll persuade them." After all, Helois and Kadir are still very important players of his team. If he doesn't care about anything after arguing like this, it seems that it's not very suitable.

Rebecca said: "After they had a quarrel, they went to work on their own affairs... They didn't seem to want to make their relationship too bad."

Avis breathed a sigh of relief, and he naturally had to comfort him afterwards, but now they did make him feel much more relaxed. From the captain of a seven-man team to the commander of a mercenary group with more than 100 people under his command, he might be a nobleman with a jazz rank in the future, and his identity has changed too quickly.

Soon, the spoils were packed up. Avis and others rode on their horses and galloped towards Fitkron City.

The battle with Crimson Hand is over. Now Crimson Hand must have been seriously injured, and the days ahead will undoubtedly get much better. Avis will only wait until he obtains his fiefdom and starts to form the Teutonic Warrior Order. Next, he only needs to obtain the Endless Sword. He can slowly upgrade the rest of the time. Avis estimates that he can reach level 30 before March, which is the level of a high-level professional. At that time, his power will increase significantly, and he can definitely deal with most situations.

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In early November, Avis and others came to Fitkron City. The news that the elf boy led the long-clogged Teutonic warrior to defeat the Scarlet Hand had already spread in this area, so when the warrior in white and black tones appeared, everyone felt a little shocked in their hearts.

They were the Teutonic warriors, the Teutonic warriors who dared to face any enemy. In the era when they were prosperous, Teutonic's name was the brightest star.

Have they finally made a comeback?

After Avis and others entered Fitcron City, they did not go anywhere else, but went directly to the city lord's mansion. Of course, the Teutonic warriors were stationed outside the city and did not follow Avis into the city. After all, these were more than 100 Teutonic warriors, and no city lord would release this combat power into his own city.

When Avis and others came to the city lord's mansion, the city lord had already heard about Avis' arrival. The old man walked out of his mansion and looked at the elf boy riding a tall horse in front of him, and couldn't help but smile on his face: "Congratulations, Lord Avis, you succeeded."

"It should be said to be a lucky person." Avis flipped off the military horse he was riding, and then stood in front of the city lord Hotx. He looked straight at the old man in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little admiration for the other party.

This country has been corrupt, and the Hotex in front of him is one of the few kingdom nobles with a bottom line in his heart. He has been working hard for Lan Ying's great rejuvenation all his life, but in the end he has to be stolen on the stolen rack with Joan of Arc and burned to death tragically. He failed, but he has been remembered in the memories of many people, even if he has experienced it forever.

Avis saluted Hotx, and then said, "His Excellency Baron, I, Avis, have been blessed with my fate." A look of relaxation was also on Hotx's face, and the crimson hand that appeared within his direct jurisdiction was finally solved. How can't this make Baron Hotx feel relaxed in front of him?

"Then I will thank you for your efforts first." Hotx smiled, and he gave up the door behind him. "Then, after such a battle, you should be tired, so take a break first, and I will bring you a title award ceremony tomorrow. From then on, you have become a formal nobleman of the Lanying Kingdom."

"So, thank you sir." Avis bowed again and said with a slight smile.

All night was speechless, and the next day, Avis got up early. He opened his eyes and saw the bustling tent and the quilt that emitted a faint fragrance. Avis sat up, shook his head, and then woke up. In fact, the sleeping environment just now was so comfortable, which made Avis, who had been used to sleeping on the hard earth, very uncomfortable. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: Are he the kind of person who can't even enjoy it?

At this time, it seemed that I felt that Avis had woken up. Two maids came in outside the door. One of the beautiful maids said to Avis, who had just woken up and was wearing only pajamas, "Mr. Avis, please let us wait for you to change your clothes."

The elf boy did not refuse because he knew that this was aristocratic etiquette. Moreover, the formalities for the title of the future required wearing extremely complicated aristocratic dresses. To be honest, Ives himself did not know how to wear this desperately complex clothes.

So this requires the help of the maid.

The elf has a slender figure, but there are still some muscles on it. The reason why he looks thin is because he is taller, at least taller than most humans, so his lengthened body looks a little thin.

So his clothes need to be customized, but it is definitely too late to go in time. In desperation, Baron Hotx could only use one "equipment".

This is also why this noble dress looks so gorgeous.

While helping Avis put on his clothes, he smelled the faint fragrance of grass on his body. He looked at Avis's incredibly beautiful face. The two maids' faces were a little red, and their hearts were also touching like a deer bumping around.

But Ivis would not be so hungry that he would ‘eat’ these two maids. After eating the tofu a few times, Ivis finally changed his dress under the service of the two maids.

Looking at the handsome man in the mirror, Avis couldn't help but smile with a satisfied smile. Then he followed the two maids to the hall.

I finally took the first step. While walking, Ives couldn't help laughing confidently.

PS1: In recent chapters, I seem to be in a state of state and my soul is fading.

PS2: Cough cough, I feel that the stuff in the second volume is too big...

PS3: You can go to our post bar to visit. I am the prelude to heaven. You seem to be able to see the real cover of this book (fog)

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