"Full?"

Dean looked at the emaciated militia captain with a smile.

"Well, my appetite itself is not large, and ...... If I continue to fight, I'm afraid I'll need to recuperate in bed! Ike touched his bruised eyes and said with a wry smile, "These guys knew to keep their hands at first, but now they're all red-eyed!" Fortunately, in the previous scramble with the head of the regiment, most of their bodies were consumed, otherwise something would definitely happen! ”

As he spoke, the emaciated militia captain looked at Dean with a hint of admiration—in fact, Ike had already guessed some of his captain's intentions.

Anyone who is a little knowledgeable and intelligent will guess this intention.

Ike, on the other hand, is one of the few young people who is both knowledgeable and very intelligent.

"That's not what I thought of! It's the Jade Archduke! ”

Dean said frankly.

"It's the Grand Duchess!"

Ike exclaimed, obviously, even in a small and remote place like Tilling, the name of the Emerald Grand Duke is endless, and the admirers are even more unknown, so almost subconsciously, Ike instinctively asked: "Commander, do you know this female archduke?" ”

"Well, I haven't seen her, but I admire her!"

Dean shook his head - although the reunion with the Grand Duchess was inevitable, but now, if he hadn't seen it, he hadn't seen it, and Dean would never be vague about such a thing again.

You must know that once the news of the non-compliance spreads, the serious archduke will definitely search carefully.

And now Dean can't stand up to investigation, and if he checks it, there will definitely be mistakes, and even cause the female archduke to feel bad.

After all, the other party hates people who are not sincere.

And that's something Dean definitely doesn't want to see.

"That's right!"

It can be seen that Ike is a little disappointed, after all, in his eyes, Dean in front of him is a big man, and even such a big man has never seen the Jade Grand Duke with his own eyes, so how can a small person like him see it?

Soon, however, the emaciated militia captain came to his senses, and he thought about what he had temporarily removed from the food grabbing line.

Suddenly, Ike restrained his redundant expression and said in a very formal tone: "Commander, something big has happened in Tyre!" ”

"What's the matter?"

Dean, who already knew what it was, asked in a stern manner at this moment—he didn't mind getting more detailed information.

"The tax collector of Molde is dead, and the Baron is searching the town for the Thieves' Guild, and a merchant from the south has also been poisoned, but I don't know if it's a member of the Thieves' Guild, or a local bandit from Tyre, and it is rumored that the merchant from the south is very rich!"

Ike recounted in detail what he had heard at the Snow Bear House.

"There was such a thing!"

Dean frowned slightly, his fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the chair, and with the sound of the 'bell', the whole hall began to fall silent—the young people's struggle for food itself was nearing its end, everyone was blue and swollen, but their bellies were round, and only a few greedy ones were still scrambling.

However, with the silence in the hall and the crisp tapping sound, they also quieted down, and subconsciously followed their partner's line of sight, seeing the frowning and contemplative appearance of their group leader and the same heavy face of Ike on the side.

With such a picture, even if you don't need to ask, you know that something is wrong.

At such times, the young militiamen did not distinguish between good and bad, and immediately tidied up - of course, do not expect to be freshened up, here the tidying up is just a simple finger and patting the dust on their bodies.

After that, the young people walked up to Dean.

Looking at the militiamen standing in front of him, Dean nodded secretly in his heart - he was glad that the militia near Tyre was a hunter and knew how to be truly vigilant in the face of danger; Instead of a real farmer, when faced with danger, he is left at a loss.

If it is really the latter, if he wants to rely on such a team to participate in a war, he can really only pray to God.

"Ike, let me explain!"

Dean gestured to his militia captain.

Hearing Dean's order, the thin militia captain immediately told the story of what he had told Dean again in more detail.

Suddenly, the young men began to cry out—it was evident that many of them had respect for the Molde; Because, a trace of sadness appeared on their faces.

Whether they are deceived by Molde's acting skills or the blindness peculiar to young people, in the final analysis, it is the simplicity of their hearts.

Facing such simple young people, Dean subconsciously thought of himself at the beginning - what is the difference between him and these young people in front of him?

Involuntarily, Dean sighed softly.

Obviously, as the leader of these young people at this moment, Dean's every move is attracting everyone's attention, and this sigh is no exception.

Dean certainly wouldn't tell these young people why he sighed, even if these young people were simple and simple; After all, some secrets, once they appear, are to be brought into the grave.

"Your Excellency Molde, a very good man, and, with a great future, but ......"

As he spoke, Dean shook his head again, looking sad.

"Yes, Lord Molde will go to Vauban City in two days to receive a 'knightly baptism'!"

The thin captain of the militia sighed along with it, and the other young men who heard the news also looked sorry - it was clear that for these young men the 'knight' was an unattainable man, and now that he might have become such a great man, he had died like this.

It's just not worth it!

Looking at the appearance of the young people in front of him, Dean waited a little except to sigh at their simplicity again-for a damned person, of course, Dean would not be too sad, but for the feelings of these young people, Dean still cared; So, after a little waiting, when the young people's feelings had calmed down, Dean asked again, "Ike, what else do you have to say about the thieves' guild and the bandits?" ”

"No, the Baron has sealed off the town, except for us, only the patrolling soldiers are allowed to enter and exit, all the townspeople and merchants have been pardoned to stay in their rooms, and Uncle Huck has joined the search for the time being because his guest has been killed; But...... Nothing to gain! ”

The thin militia captain showed a helpless look at him at the end, while the young people around him looked at each other, obviously without an idea—it was obviously difficult for a group of small young people to make an idea in such a life-and-death matter.

So, the eyes of the young people once again looked at Dean.

Undoubtedly, there is now a hint of debriefing on what Dean has done before—at least, young people are willing to believe Dean at this critical moment.

Of course, the relationship between the bosses and subordinates of the two sides cannot be ignored, and more often than not, Dean has an extraordinary background and is well-informed, all of which play a role at this time.

Feeling the young people's pleading eyes, Dean didn't say anything at first, and he tapped the armrest of the chair lightly again.

Bells, bells, bells......

The sound of such a crisp percussion became the only sound that could be heard clearly in the entire hall.

Those young militiamen, looking at the regiment commander who was thinking about themselves, subconsciously restrained their breathing, as if they were afraid of disturbing their regiment commander's thinking.

Then, the tapping sound faded away.

Suddenly, all the militia pricked up their ears-

"The town of Tyre has entered a state of total martial law, but nothing has been gained, there are only two possibilities!" As he spoke, Dean held up two fingers, "First, they are hiding so deep that even the Baron can't dig out; However, I reserve my skepticism about this; As for the second word......"

Dean looked around at the young subordinate in front of him, deliberately lengthened his tone, and said word by word - some things don't need to be said by themselves, and it will be more convincing to say them from other people's mouths.

"They escaped?!"

The two militia captains, almost in equal order, exclaimed, and the young militiamen around them were stunned, but then they all fell into deep thought, and then, with the look of change on their faces, told Dean that they believed it.

"Although, I don't want to admit it, but in my opinion, this possibility is the greatest!"

Dean nodded, directing things to his plan, and then, with a hint of solemnity in his tone, Dean said clearly: "So, I think as the knights of the Tyre Lord, we can't sit idly by - even for the innocent death, after all, those bandits only picked the targets they thought were valuable this time, but if they didn't curb them as soon as possible, they would become more and more unscrupulous, and when the time came, they would not scruple at all when they chose targets; And when that time comes...... Your parents, brothers, and sisters are likely to be their targets! ”

Looking at the militiamen in front of him, whose faces changed slightly, Dean took a deep breath and continued to mobilize the feelings of these young people: "In the face of these bandits, we will only let our relatives be harmed; So...... If these guys are really around us, we're going to have to kill them! ”

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

The young people who were deliberately guided by Dean suddenly shouted in unison.

P.S. The decadent notebook is flooded again...... It's all in there...... All kinds of pits,The original four thousand recommended additions,Decadence will be pushed later.,It's a change owed to everyone.,After that,After the notebook comes back,I'll hurry up and make up for it~~~ Finally,Decadence asks for support again~~~

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