It looks like a bit of a mess, but there are some hidden patterns in the procession that has been introduced into Baron Tyre's mansion -

Some of these people had leather armor and swords, some steel armor and halberds, and many more had short knives and longbows, and carried quivers full of arrows.

After stepping into the baron's mansion, these people still shouted loudly, without the slightest sense of restraint.

provoked the angry eyes of the people around them, but in the face of such angry eyes, these people seemed to be more and more proud, and their voices became even higher, and they seemed to have a bit of finger pointing at them.

Especially when seen with guards in armor and armed arms, these people tend to make defiant gestures, as if expecting a fight.

Impudent, rebellious, money-loving, and aggressive.

There is no difference between these people and the rumored mercenaries.

"Lord Baron!"

Although it was an honorific title, but there was no respect in the slightest, 'Scorpion' Sturt gestured to Baron Tyre like this, and then completely set his eyes on Dean's body - even though Sturt saw Dean for the first time, but Dean's armor, cloak, and battle-hardened aura on his body made him not mistaken.

"This is Dean. Is it your Excellency? ”

The 'poisonous scorpion' laughed, and asked in a deep voice.

"Well, you're?"

Dean nodded and asked--Dean's impression of Nord was deeper, and Deirdland also had some impressions, but the rest of the leader of the Scorpion Mercenary Regiment and the captain of the Lion Mercenary Regiment, Dean had no memory.

"Scorpion Mercenary Leader Ster, come to challenge Dean. Your Excellency! ”

The 'poisonous scorpion' introduced itself. Meantime. I made it clear.

"Good!"

Dean, who had been prepared for a long time. A straight nod.

"Don't be in a hurry...... It's not me who challenges you alone, it's me and my subordinates, who challenge you and your subordinates! ”

The 'poisonous scorpion' waved his hand and explained, but a smile appeared on his lips.

Obviously, he was proud of it, and Dean naturally saw the smile.

"According to the number of people, this should only be a scorpion mercenary group...... Nord and the other captain of the Lion Mercenary Regiment did not show up. It must have been because of Deirderland that they chose to give up on my goal, but the Scorpion Mercenary Group appeared here-...... In other words, the other party and Deirderland cooperated! And with Deirderland's character, the other party was sent out to take the lead, apparently to find out the details of me and make his own victory easier! ”

Looking at that smile, Dean understood Deirdran's plan almost instantly; Even, Dean was sure that the opponent was watching the fight somewhere.

But. Similarly, the leader of the venomous scorpion mercenary group in front of him is also selfish!

"He wasn't sure he was going to be one-on-one with me. Therefore, if you want to turn into a group battle, you can hide your lack of strength once - after all, a thief-born guy is definitely not a person who is good at face-to-face attacks...... Moreover, I am afraid that he has already figured out the bottom of the Knights of Fecharon, and he is full of confidence in his own manpower before he dares to put forward such a condition! ”

Dean looked at Scorpion in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Dean. Ken, Captain, do you want to refuse? ”

The 'poisonous scorpion' asked maliciously.

"Of course not...... I'm just looking forward to a fair fight! ”

Dean shook his head and said.

"Fair? Of course, this has to be fair, and what is unfair about each of us picking out thirty people, choosing an area, and fighting? ”

The scorpion's words always carried the trap of words, expecting Dean to accidentally step into them—he knew very well that the total number of the Knights of the Knights of Fecharon was only thirty-three, including the chief and deputy commanders; Moreover, more than half of them are rookie young people.

Once faced with such a team, the 'poisonous scorpion' could no longer suppress his laughter.

It was as if he had seen himself and his mercenary group rise to prominence, and this would also help him to carry out some actions in his other capacity.

In short, it is a matter of killing two birds with one stone; Otherwise, he wouldn't be willing to be Deerderan's pawn.

As for Dean in front of him?

He wouldn't fight the other party, not only because he wasn't sure, but more because the other party was the target of that madman - the 'indiscriminate killer' This is what the Delshire mercenaries say about Deerdland, which is unanimously recognized.

"In such a fair number, Dean . . . Do you have any concerns, Sir. Ken? ”

The 'scorpion' asked again with bad intentions.

"No, it's not me, it's not fair to you!"

Dean shook his head again.

"What do you mean?"

Facing Dean's words, the 'poisonous scorpion' asked subconsciously.

"It's not fair to you that we have picked out thirty people each!"

Dean replied.

"Unfair to us? So how can we be fair to us? ”

The 'poisonous scorpion' had a deferential look on his face, but in his heart, he was disdainful and disdainful.

"Is it because you are worried that your subordinates will be harmed, so you want to get rid of those rookies? However, you are really too naïve, the number of people is not much different, those rookies also have a certain threat, but once the difference in the number of people is too big, those elites in your eyes will also be because of the number, and the rookies are not as good as the rookies...... Sure enough, it's a young man, although he has a good talent, but it's too simple! ”

Not only the 'poisonous scorpion' thought like this, but even the surrounding Baron Tyre and others also thought like this - in their opinion, although these mercenaries were rude, their strength was definitely not weak, and under the premise of the same number, the Knights of Fecharon were not necessarily opponents, let alone reduced?

However, just as Baron Tyre and the others sighed in a low voice, Dean's words below made them jump in shock.

"I'm enough for one person!"

Dean said indifferently.

"What?!"

Not only Baron Tyre and the others, but even the 'poisonous scorpion' who was the arranger himself was full of surprise, but then he couldn't wait to nod his head and said, "In that case, then where do we start!" ”

The impatient look was obviously worried that Dean would regret - one-on-one, the 'poisonous scorpion' didn't think he was Dean's opponent, but, thirty to one, with the help of a strong bow and crossbow, the mercenary leader was full of confidence.

And the people around him who wanted to stop and dissuade him also kept their mouths shut powerlessly-according to the rules of duels and challenges, no one could participate in this link, not even the king.

"Out of town!"

Dean said as he walked outside.

The people of the Scorpion Mercenary Regiment followed quickly under the leadership of their own leader, and the young men of the Knights of Fecharon caught up with their own leader under the leadership of their deputy commander.

Baron Tyre was a close second.

Those curious and gloating guests naturally followed closely.

Therefore, the people of Tyre, who had been preparing for the Midwinter Festival, suddenly saw such a strange scene-

The Grand Master of the Knights of the Fercharon was in front of him, followed by a large group of well-defined people, some rude fellows, some of his acquaintances.

And after a little inquiry, Dean. The news that Ken, the head of the Knights of Fecharon, wants '1VS30' spreads.

Suddenly, the crowd belonging to the side of Tyre Town became more and more numerous, and by the time they arrived at the gate of the town, the number had already exceeded three hundred, and more people who had received the news were coming.

However, so many people, gathered together, did not have the slightest noise and chaos.

Their eyes were all on Dean, who was standing quietly in the snow.

The snowflakes in the sky were scattered and scattered, far less than the goose-feather snowy feeling that they had a few hours ago; Raising his head and looking at such scattered snowflakes, the 'poisonous scorpion' couldn't help but smile: "Even God is helping me!" ”

Undoubtedly, this kind of sparse snowy day is too powerful for him with a strong bow and crossbow.

Although the snowflakes of Hisan had narrowed his subordinates' field of vision, the ground had once again accumulated a thin layer of snow, mixed with ice shards, which would make it difficult to move forward.

Distance, for crossbowmen, is really self-evident.

"Dean. Sir. Ken, can we begin? ”

Deliberately delaying the preparation of his subordinates, the 'poisonous scorpion' shouted to Dean fifty feet away when he saw a layer of snow appear on the ground where he had been cleared.

Fifty feet, which is a distance from the duel, when there are no horses, but the number of people is plural, people default to a distance.

However, it is clear that such a distance is quite disadvantageous for Dean.

This is especially true for those who are familiar with the methods of 'poisonous scorpions'.

"It's dangerous, that Dean. Sir Ken! ”

Nord stood on a forested hillside outside the town of Tyre, looking at the duel that was about to begin, and couldn't help but sigh.

Although it was only the first time they met, the broken nobleman was full of praise for Dean's 'way of chivalry' - the conversation between 'Scorpion' and Dean had already been heard by his subordinates, and he had already known the details of the Knights of Fecharon.

"In order to protect his subordinates, but put himself in danger......"

Kesde of the Lion Mercenary Group on the side also fell silent.

That night, after being frightened away by Deirdran, the two sides, who felt that they were in a weak position, naturally joined forces and came to the town of Tyre.

Perhaps, they can't make a move, but they won't mind watching a 'good show', whether it's Nord or Kested.

However, the script in front of them obviously exceeded their expectations.

PS first update ~ (to be continued......)