"Something is wrong!"

Dean looked at Mott, who had already sent an invitation to Lorsid to fight in the distance, and the strange feeling in his heart became clearer and clearer, and his eyes looked back and forth on Lorsid's body, as if he was looking at a portrait of exquisite workmanship, vivid and bright red, with helplessness on his face and flatness in his eyes......

Insipid?

Dean's eyes narrowed.

Whether it is more helplessness, anger, or even fear, etc., these feelings can appear in the eyes of the other party, but it is not appropriate to be bland.

Thinking about it from another perspective, if it were him, he would provoke two silver-level powerhouses at one time, and he would definitely think hard about how to solve the matter in front of him, instead of looking at it indifferently - those who can do this can have other purposes in addition to relying on them.

Rely on?

Dean subconsciously looked at Count Hosh, the other party was a little impatient, but he didn't stop it immediately, after all, Mott's status as a silver knight made him unable to 'damage' the dignity of the silver knight like this.

However, Dean can be sure that at the most critical moment, the other party will definitely stop Mott.

In the same way, Mott, who is the heir of the Carl family, the big family of Horshshire, will also take into account the face of the Earl of Holsh, the king of the county.

Therefore, Loersid will suffer a little, but definitely not . Sex. Fear for life.

That's why the other party is so bland.

Because, the other party grasps the final result.

"Although the outcome is under control, the aftermath is definitely not an easy thing to deal with, whether it is Mott himself. Or the Carl family behind Mott. They will all regard each other as enemies. And just for a woman, the other party does this, even if the identity of the instructor is special, it should not be so! ”

"In the past, the other party faced those celebrities and noblewomen with a willing look, but between words and actions, it was more of a kind of 'control' - to provoke the hearts of these celebrities and noblewomen to achieve their own goals. It's not really good. Hue! ”

Dean recalled the previous appearance of Loersid, and came to the above conclusion very easily.

After all, he had been trained similarly under the old thief - and by the old thief's standards, Loersid was undoubtedly excellent.

And with such an 'excellent' result, it is obvious that the other party has bad intentions.

However, if the other party can do this, he is naturally not a fool, and he will definitely be able to see that the Grand Duke is a master of swordsmanship, and he will not eat him at all.

For a female knight of the silver rank. Even if it is stormy, there is no corresponding strength. It's also useless.

What's more, the two sides should have met for the first time and made such an excessive move.

That's not reckless, and it's not an exaggeration to say it's an idiot.

And the other party is definitely not an idiot, but he has done an idiotic act-

"The other party's target is not the instructor! The instructor is just one part of the other party's plan! ”

Dean, who had squinted his eyes, came to such a conclusion based on inference.

"From beginning to end, the other side just needs one result - the outcome of the duel!"

And with such a conclusion, something began to become clear.

"He will be injured in the duel, and his strength will be greatly damaged in the short term, even if something that should happen, he will not be able to become a target of suspicion because the opponent's strength is damaged - for example: I had a holiday with the Lion Mercenary Group, and I who killed the captain of the opponent's second team, 'Snake Man' Robert, was assassinated and attacked!"

Dean couldn't help but turn up the corners of his mouth.

He figured out the key to it, and he also understood one thing: that 'snake man' Roalt definitely had an extraordinary status in Loersid's heart, otherwise, the other party would not have been able to arrange such a game in person.

Or ...... Because of the death of the 'snake man' Roalte, the other party's plan has been hindered, therefore, something is needed to redeem it? ”

Another speculation also appeared in Dean's heart.

In contrast, Dean prefers the latter, even if he doesn't know what the other party is planning.

However, according to the personality of the other party, it is definitely not a person who is angry for the sake of his subordinates and is willing to risk his life.

Call!

Dean let out a long sigh in his heart, although there were still unsolved things, but after learning most of the other party's arrangements, Dean naturally knew what to do-

"Let's go!"

Dean gestured to the other silver knight, Bosa, for the upcoming duel.

Obviously, as people who have a good relationship with Mott, it is not appropriate for them to stand from a distance and watch, at least ...... You have to refuel up closely!

"Dean, now is not the time for schadenfreude!"

Bosa looked at Dean's expression and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Compared to the head of the mercenary group, I'm just on Mott's side!"

Dean shrugged as a matter of course.

Bossa also had nothing to say about it.

Although the previous few people expressed Xiàn relatively harmonious, but everything is a relative comparison.

Undoubtedly, between Mott and Loersid, Bosa is also inclined to the former, after all, the same strength will always be treated equally.

It's undoubtedly a fantasy for you to make a billionaire and a beggar treat each other equally.

At most, it is the former's pity for the latter.

And, some of the things that followed seem to be friendships that follow -- but that's what it seems.

And in front of the strong, it is natural that only the strong can be saved.

As for Dean?

With the gimmick of 'giant change', coupled with continuous records, in less than three months after the baptism of knights, he reached Cheng Dù that surpassed ordinary knights.

With such a growth rate, even the two silver knights could not be underestimated.

After all, it's been less than three months.

What if it's three years from now?

In fact, whether it's Mott or Bossa. It's all secretly admitted. It doesn't take three years. As long as Dean keeps growing at his current rate.

It only takes one to two years.

It should be a silver-level deposit!

As for the Gold level?

Obviously, it can't be calculated purely in terms of time, even if Dean has a 'giant change', he just saves a little bit of work than others.

The qiē that should be done is still to be done, and the qiē that should be experienced is also something that needs to be experienced!

However, this was enough for the two silver-level knights to see Dean as a depositor of the same rank.

Irrefutable Bosa. With a wry smile, he followed Dean into the inner circle of the dueling circle—just along the edge of the fifteen-foot diameter of the dueling circle, close to Mott's side.

Obviously, such a position has already illustrated a qiē.

Mott smiled at Dean and Bosa, who were supporting him, and then, turning around, stared coldly at the opponent in front of him, who usually seemed to be just displeased, but now disgusted.

"Mott. I don't have anything special ......."

It was as if Loersid was trying to explain something.

"Who gave you permission to call me Mott? Please call me Mott by full name. Lord Karl! ”

Mott said coldly.

And Loersid on the opposite side froze, his face was not only ugly. And when it hurts, it's as if you've been hurt so much.

Immediately, the ladies and ladies standing behind Mott began to chatter.

"It's really ungraceful!"

"Lorsid also considers him a friend!"

"Look at that sad look, it's so painful that I can't breathe!"

……

Such words came one after another, and Loersid showed an increasingly gloomy expression in response.

Mott, on the other hand, was not affected at all, and looked at each other coldly.

For a Silver Knight, it is simply unrealistic to want to use such means to influence his own fighting spirit; After all, those ladies and ladies were like potatoes and sweet potatoes to Mott.

Not peeling, or not peeling, is all earthy (referring to the makeup and character of these ladies and ladies in Mott's eyes).

"Can you two get started?"

A middle-aged man who looked like a butler walked out at the signal of Count Horsh.

"Hmm!"

Mott nodded straight.

"That's it!"

Lorcid's voice trembled, and his face was struggling.

This made those ladies and ladies feel pity.

Even Dean, at this time, had to admire Loersid's acting skills - if it weren't for beforehand, Dean would have already determined the other party's bad intentions.

At this time, it was difficult for him to find out that the other party was pretending.

After all, that kind of acting is so real, it is completely as if it were the truth.

Of course, in the next duel, Loersid was injured, which is also an absolute fact-

Bite!

Kimpton was bounced up with a crisp sound, and then, landing on the thick blanket, did not make a statement, but in this silence, Mott drew his sword menacingly.

Boom!

In the crisp sound of the sword, a cold light swept through.

Click!

The sound of bones shattering echoed through the hall.

Most of the people didn't see what was going on, they only saw the sword flickering, and then Lorcid's arm bent at a strange angle.

Dean chuckled at this.

He thought of what Mott had said before—

I'm going to have to smash his claw first, and then I'm going to break his neck!" ’

Undoubtedly, Mott did just that.

However, it was only at this point that Dean had already seen Earl Horsh's open mouth—

"Stop, wait!"

Count Hosh shouted loudly in the next moment.

And at this time, Mott's palm had appeared on Lorcid's neck.

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