In Dean's thoughts, the group returned to the outpost very safely, and they were lucky not to encounter any robber attacks.

Of course, it's not that there aren't bandits.

Dean was thinking, but it was also clear that more than a small wave of bandits had embellished them.

However, in the face of the disparity in numbers between the two sides, the robbers who were already on their horses, after weighing the gains and losses, wisely chose to retreat.

Therefore, Dean and his party were able to return safely to the outpost.

"Commander, the outpost has arrived!"

Siren, who had been acting as a scout, said excitedly.

"Well, let's rest first, and when it's completely dawn, we'll return to the station!"

Dean looked at the still dim sky, and then, after looking at his subordinates, who were still excited but tired, Dean certainly knew what he had to do.

Of course, the tasks of vigilance and duty still need to be completed.

And such a task, Dean was relieved to hand over to the militia captain in front of him.

In fact, the previous robbers did not attack in the real sense, and his militia captain also contributed a lot, the opponent's keen vision and experience from the hunter always occupied the best attack position in advance, and made an effective defense; In this regard, Dean once again expressed his appreciation.

Therefore, handing over some small tasks to Siren as an experience to make him grow faster has been put on Dean's agenda.

It was already dawn, so even a break could not be too long, and after about an hour and a half, Dean and his party were on the road again.

However, with an hour and a half of rest, the young militiamen had relieved some of their fatigue, and a hearty breakfast had given them a more abundant body - the ingredients for breakfast were not trophies, but were distributed by Dean the day before and brought to the outpost by Silen.

The food from the 'Snow Bear House' in Tyre was unusually tasty for the young militia, even if it was reheated.

Then, after letting Siren continue to take his team and take care of the surrounding guards, Dean returned to the barracks with another militia captain.

Undoubtedly, the return of Dean and his party, especially the supplies on the horse's back, and the human head on the reins, made the defenders cheer.

"The regimental commander has returned victorious!"

"The regimental commander has returned victorious!"

In such a shout, Maher, who was assigned by Dean as the person in charge of staying behind, had already left the barracks and rushed towards Dean and his party, with an excited face.

However, when he arrived in front of Dean, the leader of the auxiliary forces seemed to think of something, and immediately made a bitter face.

"What's wrong, Mach? Isn't it worth celebrating our triumphant return? ”

Dean, who had already guessed what was going on, asked knowingly.

"Commander, you asked me to wait for a day, I have already gone to Tyre Town to report to Lord Baron at dawn, and now the envoy sent by Lord Baron is in the hall, and the follow-up men and horses are also gathering in Town of Tyre!"

The more Maher spoke, the more nervous he became, and then he was sweating profusely, as if a catastrophe was coming, and if it weren't for his age, he would have cried.

"Emissary?"

Dean asked.

"It's the Baron's brother, Vybor. Lord Tyr! ”

Maher replied hurriedly.

Wei Boer. Tyr? The baron's younger brother?

Dean thought carefully for a long time, and finally found the other party's existence from the depths of his memory—and there are usually only two reasons for Dean to do this.

One, the other party made Dean unwilling to recall.

Two, the other party is too small to know Dean's recollection.

Undoubtedly, the situation now is the latter.

For this Weipol. Tyre, Dean doesn't have a good feeling, if Molde, the tax officer, is both ambitious and powerful, then Weipol. Tyr is just a fool who has ambition but no strength to match it, or rather...... Jokers are more apt.

In the original history, after the death of the Baron of Tyre, the Baron de Tyre. Tyre was completely desperate for the position of the Baron, and even did not hesitate to kidnap the children of Baron Tyre.

And the result of this naturally created a logical reason for the tax officer to kill him.

Dean doesn't remember much about how the other man died—he has never remembered much of a clown-like figure like this.

However, Dean is clear about why the other party came-

Plot to seize the Knights of Fecharon!

That's right, that's what the other party is here for!

Dean was sure that after hearing that Potts and his men were dead, they were planning to take advantage of it; After all, sitting in the position of the head of the knights, he was a little closer to the position of the baron.

And that's something Dean absolutely doesn't allow!

If there was no Blood Moon War, Dean naturally didn't care about the location of a local knighthood, and with his ability, it would not be difficult to get into a good position.

However, it is precisely because of the existence of the Blood Moon War that the position of the head of the knights of the Knights of Fecharon, a remote place, has become a forbidden place for Dean, and anyone who dares to compete with him, he will not hesitate to kill the other party and kick away any obstacles.

As for Baron Tyre's relationship with the other party, what does Dean need to take into account?

Dean wasn't worried about that at all.

Because, he knew very well that this Weipol. Tyr, although he has Tyr's surname, is not so close to Baron Tyr, and the other party is just the stepson of Baron Tyr's distant aunt.

To put it simply, the two parties are not related at all except for the surname 'Tyr'.

"Weppol. Tyre? ”

Dean sneered in his heart, and then, patting his subordinate on the shoulder, chuckled, "Don't worry! Just leave it to me! ”

Then, Dean shouted to the militia captain behind him, "Ike, untie the food and supplies, and let everyone get on the horse!" ”

……

"Lord Wepol, those guys are damn damn how dare they snub you like this, you must know that you are the younger brother of Baron Tyre!" A squire with his head bowed and bowed his waist flattered the middle-aged man who was sitting in the position that belonged to Dean, dressed appropriately, and his face had been carefully groomed, "That guy who came out of nowhere doesn't know what he's doing...... When he realizes that he has done something rebellious, he will definitely ask you for forgiveness! ”

"After all, the other party is a 'trainee knight' from the Central Knights, and we need to understand the impatience in the hearts of young people!"

Wepp Pol sitting in Dean's position. Tyr said pretentiously, especially the words 'trainee knight', it is clear that this Lord Weipol, after coming to the Knights, still inquired about some information.

However, the words 'Trainee Knight' made his last scruples go away, so much so that he didn't even hear what the auxiliaries were talking about afterwards - in fact, after being given the status of 'Trainee Knight', at the behest of Lord Weipol, two of his retinue had already driven out the auxiliaries, including Mach.

Obviously, they didn't think a few auxiliaries would be qualified to be in the same room with them.

"Of course, of course, your lord will always be so magnanimous......"

The other attendant also couldn't wait.

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of horses' hooves and shouts.

Looking at Wei Boer's frowning brow, this rather competent squire immediately stopped talking, turned around and ran towards the door of the hall.

And Weipol, who was sitting in his chair, waited indifferently for the rebuke from the mouth of his attendant - he enjoyed this feeling very much, and it was because of this enjoyment that he needed more rights and status; For this, he had to thank the old woman who seemed to him to be worthless.

It's just that he was accepted as a stepson because of a few rhetoric, which opened the door to 'high society' for him.

This is really good, I guess the other party is dumbfounded!

Hmph, it's just a few Kimptons, why can't you give up?

Wei Boer, who was thinking like this, couldn't help but think of the old woman who was stoned to death by himself, and suddenly, his heart was depressed; So much so that he began to get irritable.

Especially when he saw that his squire was standing in the doorway, not scolding at all, this irritation was even stronger.

And the other attendant, naturally, would not let go of such an opportunity, and immediately rushed to the door.

It's just that, just like the squire before, this squire is still there.

"What the hell are you guys doing......

Wei Boer looked at the two dumbfounded attendants, walked up dissatisfied, and wanted to reprimand him personally, but when he saw the scene in front of him, his legs were weak and he would not move.

What is this?!

On the horses lined up, there were bloody human heads, and the grinning expressions seemed to choose people to eat, and the people sitting on horseback glanced at him with indifferent eyes, as if they were going to cut off his head.

Poof!

Master Weber finally sat down limply on the ground.

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