Dean and his party continued north.

It wasn't until Jell was outside of his territory that he stopped for a moment.

"I didn't expect there to be something you're worried about among the barbarians!"

When the female assassin was about to part, Gadis still had that unreassuring appearance, and anyone who looked at her as if she was smiling or not smiling would feel a sense of unease.

For Dean, though, he's used to it.

He looked at the other party's slightly immature face at the moment, and took a step closer very peacefully.

"What, you're trying to threaten me? Sue sù you ......"

Syllable!

Before Gardis could finish his words, he was smacked in the head by Dean.

Suddenly, Jiadis exhaled in pain again and again, and hugged his forehead with both hands.

"Bastard! I'm going to kill you! ”

The female assassin erupted in a shrill roar.

However, when Dean raised his hand again, he jumped out like a tanuki.

"Gadis is handed over to you for the time being! Jack and his men, you also need to take good care of them...... Although Baron Janl has no ability and has some straw bags, try not to cause trouble to the other party! ”

Dean instructed his henchman Tom.

"Got it, sir!"

Tom bowed in reply.

Then the two sides separated, except for ? Outside Tom and Gadis, two guards and a coachman stayed behind with the carriage.

And the rest, under Dean's guidance, continued to move forward.

All the way to Zelgaon Collar.

For months, especially after the cold winter was gone, Zelgang had all stepped into normalcy.

At least. The town that was destroyed in the battle. It's already been repaired.

And. The road surface has also been renovated to make the carriage better to walk together.

When Dean's carriage entered the town, it instantly attracted the attention of the guards.

The appearance of horse-drawn carriages in the town is noteworthy, not to mention that it is not a carriage ridden by merchants.

It was still easy for the guards to distinguish between the merchants' carriages and the nobles' carriages, after all, there was an essential difference between the two.

Except for the decorations. It's more about the coat of arms worn on the carriage.

And the carriage in front of him is the kind with heraldry, even if it is covered, it is enough to distinguish people.

What's more, the tiger sitting on the driver's side, with that huge body, is difficult not to attract people.

Therefore, the two guards subconsciously walked over.

It's not a cross-examination, it's just a vigilance. After all, the atmosphere in the town has been tense lately. According to the acting mayor, any accident at this time could cause chaos.

However, when Dean stepped out of the carriage, the guards were stunned.

first rubbed their eyes in disbelief, and then, they all bowed down to salute-

"Your Lord!"

In a respectful tone, with a respectful gesture, the guards greeted Dean.

For Dean, the entire town of Zelgaon is very familiar, especially after the recent news of some deeds about the lord, these townspeople are even more proud to have such a lord.

"What about Fuscia?"

Looking at the townsfolk who had gathered over and took off their hats and saluted, Dean bowed slightly, and then asked the guards.

"Your Excellency Mayor Town, it's in the Town Council!"

The leader of the guards replied.

Fersia, who is nominally Dean's staff, is actually the teacher that Dean found for the Knights of Fecharon, but with most of the Knights going out, the governess is naturally idle.

At the same time, Zelgang needed a temporary manager.

After several letters and negotiations, Fosia became the acting mayor of the town of Zelgaon.

Dean strode toward the town chamber, strode up the steps, and pushed the door open.

Fuscia, who was discussing inside, looked at Dean who appeared, and suddenly stood up in surprise.

"Your Lord!"

Fusia greeted.

For several months, Fulcia did not change anything, he was still thin and pale, and even in the summer, he was still wrapped in a felt coat.

"Your Excellency, you're back?!"

Old Ander on one side was also full of surprise.

As the manager of the property in Dienvabang, the old man had never been so happy as he was at this time.

After he encounters something difficult to solve, his allegiance, the man of service appears!

He knew very well that with the appearance of Dean, the matter of Yiqiē would inevitably be solved!

Of course, there was another person who surprised Dean: Baron Tyre.

The baron was still as Dean remembered, unchanged, and when he saw Dean, he stood up with a happy face.

"Dean, it's good to be back!"

Baron Tyre said as if to give a sigh of relief.

"What's going on?"

Although there was some speculation in his mind, Dean still asked in detail.

Foscia was the acting mayor of Zelgaon, and Old Ander was the manager of his shop in Vauban City, and Baron Tyre was the owner of Tyre, and it was impossible for the three of them to get together without a big deal.

And the recent thing that can be called a big event is the 'death' of the patriarch and heir of the Chektor barbarian tribe.

"A shipment of our spices was destined for the Chektor Barbarian tribe in the snowy forest, but the team that was supposed to return a week ago did not return...... There were some accidents in between! ”

Fusia said truthfully.

"It's my eldest son who leads the team, Big And!"

Old Ander added.

"And I sent Ellen to inquire about the news, and learned that about a week ago, the patriarch and heir of Chectain had 'died of illness', and Great Ander was temporarily detained because of this incident! Those barbarians suspect that Great Ander has something to do with the death of the Chektor patriarch and heir! ”

Baron Tyre continued, albeit in an angry tone.

"Because of the brandige flavor?"

Without Dean's guessed answer, Dean gets to the heart of the matter.

"Well, according to what Ellen has found. The Patriarch and Heir of the Chektor. All after using the brandige flavor. Suddenly 'sick and dead'! ”

Baron Tyre nodded solemnly.

Although he is very happy and likes to 'put on' some aristocratic demeanor, Baron Tyre is not like a certain straw bale baron, at least he has considerable ability.

"But there is absolutely no problem with the brandiji flavor, every process is controlled by me personally, and there is no poison!"

Old Ander said with a bitter face.

"We all believed Old Ender, but the barbarians didn't, and they made us hand over the murderer. If they can't hand over the murderer, they're going to make an accident and attack us! ”

Foscia glanced at old Ander, patted the back of the old man's hand, and then reported back to Dean.

"Murderer? Offensive? ”

Dean narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered.

Dean is sure that there is something strange about the death of the patriarch and heir of Checta.

And in it, there may be a lot of cattiness.

The barbarians also have internal strife, even compared to Emerald and Gaosai. More direct, bloody, in great strength. If the newcomer defeats the old patriarch, he can inherit the tribe in a grand manner.

This is true even if there is an heir within the tribe.

However, the barbarian tribe of Chektor is obviously special, the old patriarch of Chektor has absolute strength, and his son also has impressive strength.

Therefore, such a challenge is simply not possible.

Unless, both of them are dead!

Because, in the order of the bloodline, Bu Gong will be the next successor!

Compared to a patriarch who is almost at the peak of silver and an heir of the silver level, a knight-level opponent is undoubtedly much easier to deal with!

"Where's the wedge? How is he? ”

Dean asked.

"Bu Gong has returned to Chiktor, and he is trying his best to defend Great Ander, but ...... This made the barbarians of the Chektaor tribe very dissatisfied, and they bought us two weeks, which is already the limit! Moreover, the news that Ellen brought back earlier said that several other barbarian tribes on a par with Chiktor were starting to move! War...... It can erupt at any time! ”

Baron Tyre spoke with a little difficulty.

"Tiger, pack up, let's go right away!"

Dean commanded.

"Your Excellency, you?"

Foscia and Old Ander looked at Dean, and Baron Tyre was no exception.

"I need to go to Chiktor, whether it's to clear the way of Great Ander's grievances, or to the possibility of war...... I have to go! I have placed your gift in the carriage, Your Excellency, and Fessia will hand it to you in a moment, hoping to be able to talk after a long absence, but ......"

Dean shrugged his shoulders and looked at Baron Tyre with a helpless smile.

"We're allies, what's the matter—is Lily okay? Before, before...... I didn't agree with her leaving the Tyre, but she ran away from home, and I—I was a little worried, but, but ......"

Baron Tyre laughed, and then, with a little awkwardness, the Baron asked.

"Lily is good, she's working towards the Great Knight!"

Dean chuckled as he watched Baron Tyre show his father's awkward side.

However, in the matter of this young lady of the Baron of Tyre, he still avoided the important and said lightly.

"That's good, that's good!"

Baron Tyre was not in the least excited about his daughter becoming a Grand Knight, but was only happy that her daughter was doing well.

"Your Excellency, should we?"

When Dean's conversation with Baron Tyre stopped, Fusia asked.

Fosia did not forget her duties as mayor.

Although he had not seen such a thing as barbarian infighting, he had heard of it, and once such infighting began, it would be a survival of the fittest.

The winner gets a qiē.

The loser loses a qiē.

Moreover, for the Emerald people, the loser is even more terrifying.

Because, most of these losers are an important part of the Emerald Northern Barbarian bandits.

Therefore, as one of the mayors, Fucia needs to be vigilant.

"You have to set up a defensive line at the same time as His Excellency the Baron, and put all the local garrisons on alert, and inform Baron Jar, Baron Jandu, and Marquis Vaubann! And, Richard. Vauban Northland Knights will be our greatest help, but before I return, I must not go deep into the snowy forest, I don't want to cause more misunderstandings at this time! ”

Dean commanded one by one.

"Yes, sir!"

Fusia replied.

"Leave it to me, Dean!"

Baron Tyre did not object in the slightest.

Then, after a few more careful discussions, for about half an hour, Dean set out again with the group that had come north with him.

This time's destination: the Chektau Barbarian Tribe.

ps second more ~

I was so sleepy in the afternoon!

I almost overslept!

Fortunately, it should be stewed downstairs, and the fragrance makes the decadence sober up directly!

In the evening, find a place to eat stew~

Thanks to the strengthened Bartlet's lollipop, the prodigal son wandering in the four seas, turtle0920200 www.biquge.info coins of Fun Pavilion, and SDICSN100 www.biquge.info coins of Fun Pavilion ~ Decadence bows again and thanks to the brothers and sisters who support Decadence ~~~ (To be continued......) R1292