Someone was calling him, and the voice passed through the door and came from outside.

"Maybe this needs an explanation, teacher."

He occasionally performs this sentence.

"However, if you still want to persist, I can give you a message."

Then, as Hector's mentor, Chiron took the initiative to apply to join the team. He also brought along another of his students, Salieri, an experimental think tank. This is all the members of the team so far.

Ajax thanked him in a low voice. When Hector heard this, he just smiled and did not respond.

【Huh? What is this button for?】

Chiron let out a hearty laugh. He stroked the white [Bishop] in his hand and spoke with a rather nostalgic temperament.

He grabbed the big sword tightly and swung it slowly twice to ensure his feel.

"Because from the moment the legion was established, we were not used to charging in line. When the Forbidden Army and the First Legion rushed to the battlefield in groups, we would form small teams to carry out the most dangerous tasks.

Task."

Hector greeted them respectively, but when his eyes shifted to the last member, he couldn't help but froze.

"So slogans and war cries are useless, because from the beginning, there was only one sign of our attack."

Until Hector joins...

Hector straightened his back subconsciously.

Hector narrowed his eyes, and almost subconsciously cast his gaze at Salieri, who just showed an awkward smile, and then also used his eyes to signal him to look at the other side.

"I don't need your protection, little one."

"Huge" Ajax replied in his voice like a buffalo. He was busy at the door of the hall, constantly lifting and moving various things. Hector could recognize some of them.

It should be the furnishings and furniture in the room. Apparently, during his rest, someone used them to build a nondescript line of defense at the door of the hall.

"Thank you... Hector."

The ancient warrior propped up his face with one hand and watched his two students helping each other. With his other hand, he casually waved a chess piece, and by the way, Salieri's long-prepared killing formation was rushed to 70.

Eight falls.

"Who knows, we have long lost our confidence in measuring everything."

"What are you doing, Ajax?"

Hector opened the door and saw Salieri and the ancient warrior Chiron sitting on both sides of the round table on the left side of the hall, with a chessboard between them.

From that time on, Ajax became the first member of the newly formed Hector team, and when the veterans talked about the "huge" again, they also learned to use a respectful tone. After all, Ajax

His winning streak is actually hanging on the wall of the arena.

"I have seen too many leaders, whether they are the commanders of our Second Legion, or those Dark Angels, such as my old friend Astralis, or those Imperial Guards who have their eyes above their heads, or even

Thunder Warriors, as well as those mortal officers who command millions of regiments, I have been fighting for the Emperor since the beginning of the Unification War. For more than a hundred years, I have seen too many commanders, and I have fought with many of them.

Most of them have been comrades in arms."

Finally, he heard Hector's voice.

"There is no war cry. Yes, we have always been accustomed to charging silently. Do you know why?"

He did not respond immediately, but stood up, first put on his helmet, and then looked around his room, recalling the scene he remembered when he just came in yesterday, then he stretched out his hand and slightly adjusted a few

objects until everything is exactly the same as the scene in your memory.

Because the height of "huge" Ajax only reached his chest.

From Chiron's perspective, the size difference between his two students was like a tiger and a leopard. As for Salieri, he was probably a lynx or something like that.

"And Horus...that vicious boy."

"Throw away all impossibility, and absurdity will become reality."

This name is very strange, but Trazin can be regarded as the old man of the legion. Even when Hector first became a real angel of death, Trazin was one of his guides, and the sword itself was

Trazin selected it for him from the Legion's arsenal, so Hector also chose to call this weapon that way.

"...There is indeed this reason, but it is not the point."

"Your Excellency Kailong."

Chiron did not answer immediately. He first raised his chess piece and continued to fight with Hector for several rounds until he felt that his student's chest was no longer filled with complete confusion.

"Do you know why this is?"

"Great, what about the battle cry?"

"The vast majority of them have chosen the same path as you: caution and reason. This is excellent. This is the real difference between soldiers and officers. But the fate of these people is different. Some of them

Those who survived are still fighting for the Emperor even now, while others have been dead for a long time, and their former glory and arrogance have completely disappeared in the endless wave of conquests of the Empire."

The two warriors packed up the last things and returned them to their places. Hector patted Ajax on the shoulder, and the two laughed together.

Hector shifted his gaze, and then he saw his mentor, Chiron, who was also an ancient warrior of the Legion. When he saw Chiron's barely concealed mouth, he realized that he had found the real culprit.

"..."

"Ajax..."

Chiron's smile changed from cheerful to cunning.

"I am the sharp edge."

"You are the sharp edge."

"You are a fang."

"You are the trumpet."

"You are the spearhead."
Chapter completed!