Roger became more and more interested in the relationship between Chivi and Doyle. His smiling eyes kept looking at them, capturing every subtle expression between them.

Doyle was wearing a piece of earthy yellow half-body steel armor, and its defense was second only to the full-body warrior steel armor and Paladin armor. Each piece of armor was extremely neat and shining with oil. Under the armor was a sky blue bottom coat. The material was made of high-quality Gastrodia eel. The wide and high-rise neck guards could see a silk white shirt, which was extremely ironed. Doyle also used a giant sword with a two-handed hand, made of mahogany wrapped in copper, and the twine on the hilt was extremely neatly wrapped, with a piece of ruby ​​in front of it. Roger's mental power quietly explored over. Except for the sword that had strengthened a hardness by magic, there was nothing else special.

Doyle frowned, and under the double pressure of the Chamber of Commerce leader and Qiwei, his heart was constantly fighting. His hands wearing leather gloves kept grabbing the hilt of the sword and then put it down. His cheeks kept twitching, sometimes gritting his teeth and sighing, and sometimes fighting spirit flashed and destroyed.

Looking at Doyle's leather gloves, Roger's heart suddenly moved, and a drop of oil flew out of the dish in front of Doyle, and with a bang, it was stained on Doyle's armor. "Ah!" Doyle's expression suddenly changed, just like he had just eaten a dead mouse. He took out a snow-white handkerchief, carefully wiped the oil stain, and wiped it repeatedly for a long time. Only after no trace was left, he threw the handkerchief away with disgust.

Roger smiled.

If you evaluate a smile, the fat man's smile is definitely one of the first-class ones. If a girl's smile can light up the world and the elder's smile can soothe the soul, the fat man's smile is understanding, it is ordinary, it is the smile between old friends who have not seen each other for many years. When a fat man smiles, his eyes are squinting and happy. So when a fat man smiles, no one will notice the silver wires that flash in his eyes all the time, let alone the silver wires are so small that no one will pay attention to them even if he doesn't squinting his eyes.

Qiwei looked at Doyle's tough face in a daze. Only she knew how much sweat and blood Doyle had put into getting her current status.

The old leader was fair and selfless, and his requirements for Doyle's adopted son were much more demanding than others. When Doyle's achievements were enough to be promoted to captain three times, the old leader appointed him as the captain of the mercenary. Only she knew that Doyle would practice swordsmanship crazily every night in the middle of the night, and would get up earlier than anyone else in the morning to practice fighting spirit. Only she knew that Doyle had ambitions buried deep in her heart and her fanatical and persistent attitude towards her career.

Only she knew how much Doyle had paid for her. Three years ago, when she was chased by the Allied Army and her companions died and she was desperate, Doyle took her in; how many times Doyle used his sword, his shield, and even his blood to protect her wings under his arms? On the night of getting married a year ago, Doyle, who was not drunk for the first time, got drunk. After being drunk, Doyle hugged Qiwei and cried, expressing countless thoughts that had been buried deep in her heart for thirty-five years. What else can I ask for if I have such a husband?

However, Qiwei felt extremely guilty towards Doyle. Doyle, who pursues perfection in everything, also has a shortcoming, cleanliness. When Doyle proposed, Qiwei, who had fallen in love with Doyle deeply, did not dare to tell the past three years ago. There is always a selfish side in human nature. Qiwei, who has experienced too much pain, does not want to give up the happiness that she finally got.

Three years have passed, and the bureaucrats of the Rhine Alliance have long forgotten the wanted small mercenary group. Only then did Qiwei return to the Rhine Alliance with Doyle. Unexpectedly, he met the destined demon star Rog here.

"Oh!" Qiwei sighed in her heart, and Doyle's bloody wrist appeared in front of her again. When the two of them went on a mission, they encountered a large group of monsters on their way and were forced into the Tashkent desert. After two days without water and help, Qiwei finally couldn't support her and fainted. Doyle carried Qiwei all the way, biting her wrists from time to time, and continued Qiwei's life with blood. A day later, the two finally met the passing caravan and were rescued.

It was that time that Qiwei's dead heart was resurrected.

"God, why! I have to go through so much pain and make my happiness so short!" Qiwei was crying in her heart, but a calm expression was changed on her face, she grabbed Doyle's hand, and said softly: "Doyle, I..." Behind her, I was poured with ice water, the woman's intuition told her that this was Roger's gaze.

Roger laughed and said, "Strange..."

The fat man looked at Qiwei with satisfaction and trembled all over, then continued, "Look, I was wrong again. It must be Mrs. Door! There was indeed some misunderstanding between me and you back then, and I am sorry for Brother Ling's death. Alas, in fact, Brother Ling is more patient and listen to our explanations, so that he would not have accidentally attacked the city defense officer. No one expected that what happened next would be like this, alas!" The fat man sighed and felt lost.

Qiwei was extremely angry. At this moment, she was no longer the little girl she used to be. Naturally, she knew that she had actually fallen into the trap set by Rogerb, but now she couldn't do anything. She could only stare at Roger and gasp.

Doyle pondered for a moment. He was not a fool. The police force of the Rhine League were chasing Chiwei. Of course, he knew that Chiwei's origin was not simple. But after a long time of love, Chiwei finally revealed the bitter past to him, but just concealed the humiliation. Seeing Chiwei so excited, Rogge was naturally one of the murderers of that year. Qiwei's performance at this moment was actually unwilling to destroy his future, so she would rather let the killing of her brother's enemy go.

Back then, Roger and others were just a few little nobles who were not in a state of chaos, and they could use the police force to chase Qiwei. Now, in just three years, Roger has become the captain of the Knights. Seeing him smiling, this calmness is admirable, but he has no momentum as a master. I think it must have been done by conspiracy or shooting, so this is not worth worrying.

However, Doyle's twenty-year mercenary career, with a masterful and extraordinary vision, immediately thought of something wrong. Although Roger only brought ten knights and one... wait, why did that man look more and more like a bandit? No matter how many of them were, the number of those ten knights was an absolute disadvantage, but he was not afraid. The crossbow was powerful, and at such a close distance, everyone present was afraid that only they could escape. Once the war started, there would be heavy casualties.

He slowly looked at his subordinates around him. Everyone was tense. He just waited for his order to step forward and siege. Qiwei was beautiful and generous, with extraordinary martial arts skills. There were many people in the mercenary group. Most of the mercenaries were brave and desperate, and the mercenaries of the hundred battles were also a large mercenary group. The people in the group had long been used to saying the previous words. At this moment, seeing Qiwei's enemies, they were already eager to try. There was the person who was facing the crossbow arrow, with fear on his face, but he was determined to calm himself down.

Looking at the Dragon and Beauty Knights, their faces were excited, and a few people kept licking their lips lightly. It was obvious that there were countless bloody bloodthirsty butchers on their hands. Looking at the equipment, they were extremely exquisite. Although they were not magical equipment, the quality was even less than the equipment of the mercenary captain. This was clearly the elite among the elites of the Ace Knights! The dough flag was imposing, but I could never remember which flag of the flag troupe came.

Although this battle may not be fought for a while, the Dragon and the Beauty Knights never relaxed. Robsky saw Doyle's expression and whispered a few words with the knights around him. All the knights' crossbows turned, half pointing to obviously young and inexperienced mercenaries, and the other half pointed to the leaders of the caravan.

The expressions of several elders of the Clark Chamber of Commerce changed drastically, and the old man who was the Tao was still as calm as before. When Roger saw him, he scolded his subordinates and said, "This dispute is the matter between me and the Bai Zhan Mercenary Group. How can we implicate the elders of the Clark Chamber of Commerce?! There is no common sense at all? Put down the crossbow for me!"

Several knights immediately claimed that they were, but they did not put down the crossbow. They just turned the direction and pointed all five crossbows at Qiwei.

The old people in the Clark Chamber of Commerce looked much better, and they all quietly wiped their sweat. The eyes of Roger were full of gratitude. The old man for Tao smiled at Roger.

Doyle suddenly sighed and shouted, "Everyone put down all the weapons!" Although the mercenaries were puzzled, the order was the order, and they still lowered their swords.

Robertsky praised: "Those who know the times are heroes!" Then he oh, but Roger picked up and threw it on the ground. Robertsky knew that this time the flattery had slapped the wrong place, and smiled on his face and carefully reviewed it in his heart.

Doyle reached out and tore off the mark of the Baizhan Mercenary on his chest, calmly said to an older mercenary behind him: "From now on, you will be the captain of the Seventh Battalion of the Baizhan Mercenary Group, responsible for safely escorting the Clark Chamber of Commerce's VIPs to the destination."

Qiwei panicked, grabbed Doyle's arm tightly, and cried, "Doyle! What are you going to do? Don't do stupid things." She paused and glanced at Roger. Her confident smile made her feel even more chilling. She grabbed Doyle's arm tightly and refused to let go. "Doyle, I... I recognized the wrong person. He was not one of those people back then. I was just a misunderstanding between him and me! Please, let's go, let's go!"

Doyle smiled faintly, stroked Qiwei's hair, and said, "Qiwei." Qiwei was shocked, her whole body was numb and unable to move, and she stared at Doyle blankly.

Doyle held Qiwei in his arms and said softly: "Do you know? You are a child who loves to talk to you in a sleep, so in fact, I have known everything long ago. Over the past year, every time you wake up from a nightmare, my heart will be broken. I practice swordsmanship crazy for the moment. You are afraid that I will leave you after knowing your experience. I am stupid. I marry you and get the whole world. How could I give up this world?"

Doyle looked up at Roger, and slowly raised his fighting spirit and said calmly: "We all know the things that happened back then were not grudges. As the captain of the mercenary of war, I should use the entrustment of the guest as the supreme benefit. But now I am no longer a mercenary, but just a husband who loves his wife deeply. In life, you must do whatever you want and do not do. Lord Roger, I hope you can have the minimum dignity of a knight and accept my last request."

Doyle took a deep breath, and the light red fighting spirit enveloped her whole body. "I, Doyle, I would like to challenge Lord Roger and all of her subordinates here!"

Another figure also took a step forward. "I, Chivi, I would like to challenge Your Excellency Roger and all of his subordinates here!"

What's the joy of life? What's the fear of death? Even if there are thousands of people, I'll go.

Lifting the battle axe gently, Roger smiled and said, "Are you really going to challenge me and my subordinates?" The subordinates emphasized the words "Subors".

Doyle stood like a mountain pausing and said, "That's right! But I still have a small request, hoping that no matter whether I win or lose in this battle, Lord Roger will not make things difficult for me and other subordinates."

Turning his head to look at Qiwei, she also had a firm face. Roger sighed and said, "Your request is not too much to fight against the crowd. But Qiwei, you forgot to remind Mr. Doyle, I am a magician, right?"

The hotel suddenly let out a coax. The warrior fights with a magician with a small team of knights as guards, which is no different from suicide. The hotel owner saw two groups of people duel in his store, and his face turned pale, but he didn't dare to come out to stop it. At this moment, he heard that one of them was a magician. Oh my God, the magician had a fireball, and everything in the store was scrapped! He rolled his eyes and finally fainted.

Doyle also had a pale face, but seeing that Na Rog really didn't look like a magician. He was wearing the strongest knight's full-body armor, and a long-handled battle axe in his hand. If this was a magician, then the orcs could be a magician. Qiwei's mouth was awkward, and when she remembered the past, her voice was bitter: "He...he is really a magician!"

"Damn it! Let's go together and kill these bastards!" The mercenaries of the Hundred Wars started to clamor, and the sword was raised again, and then they rushed forward. An extremely powerful man stood in front of the formation with a heavy war hammer, pointing at Roger and cursing: "You fat pig, don't you wipe your neck by yourself, can you wait for the uncle to do it?"

Roger smiled and said, "Haha, why do everyone shout and kill me, the captain of the Alliance Knights today? It seems that I am at the slaughter of others! Robsky! What does the Rhine Alliance Law say when he intends to kill the Alliance officers? "After the words, the pronunciation was extremely serious.

Robbsky was also a top student at the Dros Military Academy, and he was very good at it. Since he changed his job to a bandit in the Rhine Alliance, his primary job was to study the laws of the alliance. He could not move and do everything. He studied them clearly. Since then, he did not make any big mistakes in robbery and made many small mistakes. Local security agencies were unable to encircle and suppress the situation, and the things they committed were not worthy of the regular army. Therefore, the bandits' career was like fish in water and flourished. It was not until they met Roger that they were captured. It was really a crime of right and wrong.

When he heard Roger's question, how could this flatterer come forward immediately to make some fun? "Old Lord Roger, attacking the Allied officer (sir, you are the captain of the lieutenant colonel, definitely an officer) is one of the twelve death rows of the Alliance Law Code. If the crowd intends to attack the Allied army, the evidence is conclusive. The leader is the same as the attacking the Allied officer, and the collaborators will be punished! The collaborators will be sentenced to hard labor ranging from five to fifteen years!"

"So..." Roger looked at the leader's man, "Even if I kill him, nothing will happen?" Wherever he looked, the man felt like he was stabbed by a needle, and was in great pain.

"That's right, sir. The owner of the shop, the waiter of the townspeople and the drinkers, are all witnesses. This person is indeed trying to gather people to besiege the Allied officers!"

Doyle had already seen something wrong and shouted: "Stop your mouth! You all retreat! No mercenary in the hundred battles must interfere in this matter today!" The man was still stubborn, "You fat pig, just come here, look at my uncle, I smash your turtle shell with a hammer!"

Roger laughed wildly and shouted, "You little mercenary, are so arrogant. So what about the ice and snow silver fox mercenary group?! The snow fox died in my hands! If you don't kill you today, you will think I'm afraid of you!" After that, a white halo rose from under your feet, and a shout covered the whole body. It was the "power of the mana bull" that had been activated.

The battle axe "Soul-Binding" was transported for the first time and chopped towards the man. The axe was not fast, but it brought out a strange "Woooo" sound, as if the demon in hell was struggling to step out to absorb flesh and blood.

Doyle was shocked and shouted, "Show mercy!" Douqi and moxibustion illuminated half of the hotel! He rushed up and wanted to save people.

The big man was scared and said, "Look at me, I smashed your broken axe with one hammer!" He swung over with one hammer. The hammer looked more than twice as big as the "Soul-Binding". If you want to smash it, it doesn't seem like a big deal.

The hammers and axes intersected, and with a crackling sound, the "Soul-Binding" gently cut the hammer head in half. The man felt like he was struck by lightning, and blood was sprayed out from his mouth. Roger grinned, and then used his wrist to move his strength. The "Soul-Binding" drew an arc and cut it off again.

Doyle arrived at this time, swinging his sword frame, and the fighting spirit spread to the sword, as bright as flames!

A black light flashed in the space, and the big man was immediately split into two slashes, and the blood column soared into the sky!

A huge sickle appeared!

The sickle turned with the flow, and the handle of the knife stabbed Doyle like lightning and thunder!

Doyle's hair was standing upright, he had never been so close to death!

At the critical moment, Doyle shouted wildly, and his potential collapsed. Finally, when the hilt of the knife was only two inches away from his throat, he held the magic sword from hell!

With a bang, a ball of purple electric fire exploded on the hilt of the knife, blowing Doyle away from a distance and falling heavily to the ground. The tiny electric lights around her body ran around, and each electric light was rushing, Doyle twitching.

Feng Yue then stepped out of the other world.

Roger was extremely imposing.

At this time, Feng Yue was half a head taller than Roger, and her bones were crystal clear and black. The bone wings behind her were much larger than those when Roger last saw her. They were all wide open and nearly one person taller. The bone wings were covered with a black film. The huge sickle was lifted in her hand, and purple electric fire was flowing from time to time.

An invisible force field spread out from Feng Yue's feet. The people affected by the force field were immediately despaired and cried, "Demon! Demon!" They rolled and crawled, just to be far away from Feng Yue. The mercenaries who were originally preparing to rush forward were immediately cleared out of a twenty-meter open space.

In contrast, the Dragon and Beauty Knights are much stronger. Everyone has followed Roger for a long time and have seen Fengyue. Although Fengyue is different every time they see each other, they are much better prepared after all. In addition, everyone is also determined and bold and reckless, and their resistance to this fear field is far beyond ordinary people. Although everyone's face is ugly, they are still standing still. However, every time the knights have seen Fengyue, they are more and more convinced that Lord Roger must have sold his soul to the devil. When they contact Roger's daily actions, they can confirm what they think.

But whether it is the gods or the devil, as long as you stand on your own side, it is good.

Only Roberts was basically timid, and at this moment he was even more sluggish. It was already good that he could hold back and not cry. Seeing that he was too embarrassed, the Dragon and the Beauty Knight figured out Roger's intentions, he picked him up and pressed his short knife against his waist. As long as Robertsky took a step back, the tip of the knife would penetrate into the flesh. This was a magical method of practicing courage. Robertsky really didn't dare to move any more, but he was so scared that he fainted.

The hotel is very quiet, and no one dares to breathe loudly anymore.

Feng Yue looked around in the field, but couldn't find an opponent who dared to take a gamble. Finally, she aimed at Roger, and the flames in her eyes became more and more prosperous, staring at the fat man.

Roger immediately sweated heavily.

The fat man tried his best to communicate with Feng Yue in his heart, and he silently chanted all kinds of spells he knew. He asked for it three times and asked for it, and made countless ambitions. The wine, broiler, chicken and duck were no longer on the table, and the beautiful woman in the fragrant car was even more ordinary. This was the case that he sent this evil star back to another world, and he was reluctant to return it.

After Feng Yue left, Roger coughed lightly and said, "Everyone..."

This gentle sound was like a thunder erupting in everyone's ears, and there were suddenly a lot of ghosts and howlings in the hotel, and the wolf ran and the pigs rushed.

At this time, there were two corpses in the open space in the field, and there were bloody internal organs on the ground. Roger stood alone in the field. If he was not a demon wearing human skin, I was afraid no one would believe it. At this moment, everyone believed that Roger was an extremely powerful summoning mage. As for why the mage had to wear armor all over his body, he could not understand it.

As for whether new mages will wear all-body armor to fight in hand-to-hand combat for many years, no one knows at this moment.

Roger was extremely embarrassed and said in his softest voice again: "Everyone..."

"Devil!" "Lord, save your servant..."

Roger was silent for a moment and suddenly shouted: "Fuck you grandma! You stand up straight for me, and no one is allowed to move! Otherwise, I will chop you all!" Everyone in the audience stood up and listened to the teachings.

Rogge cursed in his heart that the "dispelling fear" technique was his mortal enemy of his magic and he was not even prepared for a scroll, and he was helpless at the moment. It seemed that he had to make plans and act in the future. Everything must be prepared properly before he could be accomplished. He must not act according to his personal preferences.

I was even more alert in my heart. I must not act rashly in the future. Seeing that Feng Yue evolved so quickly, it must have a great remedy in another world. Now it doesn’t even need to show its face when it kills people, but afterwards, it will have to deal with it the same way.

Doyle struggled to stand up with Qiwei's support. The giant sword with his hands had already been broken into several pieces. He had no support and had to lean on Qiwei. Although Qiwei had not taken action, he could no longer dare to move forward after seeing Fengyue's power.

Of course she didn't expect that Feng Yue was the little skeleton who pretended to be dead three years ago.

Rogti Axe walked up to the two of them and sneered.

Doyle struggled to wipe away the stains on her face, gently pushed Qiwei away, stood up hard, and whispered: "Master Rogge is powerful and powerful. Doyle is arrogant to challenge you and his subordinates. Since I have lost, please take action."
Chapter completed!