"The Seymour family has the largest fleet in Southport County!"

The Grand Duke's swordsman had nothing to hide, and said directly, her tone was still soft, and there was nothing unusual in her expression, as if she was relaying a thing.

"The biggest profit that the Deta family relies on is the tax revenue from the port and the wharf, but my uncle wants more, so she needs to build a fleet, but the Deta family does not have such a large capacity, so she can only find collaborators; And the Seymour family is the best collaborator - after all, they have the best seafaring skills except for the Grand Duke's naval fleet...... At least in the storm, they can return safely! ”

"A safe return in the wind and waves? That's amazing technology! ”

Dean was amazed.

This is not false, Dean once crossed the sea to the Free Federation, but it is clear that the most dangerous thing on the sea is not the elusive pirates, but the unpredictable weather.

A sudden storm was enough to sink a ten-year-old fleet.

At the same time, he understands the meaning of the Deta family's 'incompetence'.

It's not that there is no ability to build a fleet, but that there is no ability to make the fleet really 'profitable' - to think of a huge fleet of investments that suddenly disappears overnight is intolerable to any wise leader, and the uncle of the Grand Duke of Swordsmanship, of course.

"It doesn't have much to do with me, though—the Frost Nobles are like trees born from a single root system, some with flourishing foliage and others withering...... My family is already in tatters. I don't have the slightest interaction with each other. You want to ask me. And I don't know what to do with it! ”

Dean shrugged his shoulders and looked at the Grand Duke's swordsmanship chief with an embarrassed expression.

"No, it's related - Nord, a mercenary who used to come to Vauban before, his broken family is also a frost nobleman, and he now serves the Seymour family...... Find more descendants of the frost for the Seymour family; In fact, the Seymour family itself is a vast confederation of frost aristocrats, and he is known as Seymour. Simply because Seymour came up with the surname of the person who built this yì, not all of them had the surname Seymour! Or it would be more appropriate to call it the Seymour Organization! ”

The Grand Duke's swordsman waved his hand, giving Dean more information.

"Then it was the same Nord who gave Nate the task before?"

Dean guessed something lightly.

"Well, Nord reported your matter to Seymour, and the people in Seymour welcomed your presence, but ......"

"However, it must be proved that my identity is indeed true!"

Dean laughed.

"Yes!"

The Grand Duke's swordsman nodded.

"I am very grateful for their welcome, and I welcome so many people with the same roots. However, that doesn't mean I'll join Seymour...... Although it is a similar organization. But basically, it's called the Seymour family -- and my last name is Ken. Zelgaon! ”

Dean said evasively.

For this Seymour, the united family of some frost nobles, Dean is certainly not as he said, he hopes to win over a force that can be co-opted and throw himself into the Blood Moon War, not to mention joining, not to change his surname, but just to have some more obligations, and after gaining considerable rights.

If this is placed in normal times, it is naturally nothing.

Now, however, no.

Because, Dean was sure, if he had simply agreed.

The Grand Duke swordsman in front of him will definitely want to 'see' his frost swordsmanship immediately—and Dean thinks that his flowery frost swordsmanship can't be hidden from the other party.

Therefore, he needed a temporary reason to 'escape' a little.

He had to wait until he pried open the assassin's mouth.

This is true both for the Grand Duke's swordsmanship and for the frost nobles who are far away in the three southern counties.

"Okay!"

The Grand Duke's swordsmanship faced Dean with his stubbornness, not once or twice, at this time, he had long been used to it.

At the same time, as a nobleman, she also understands this kind of attachment and resistance to the surname.

After all, if she thinks about it, she will also have some concerns - although she joined the camp of the Jade Grand Duke in order to escape from the family, it does not mean that she will forget the Yiqiē of the Jì family.

Most nobles will have such contradictions, and even some children of the royal family are no exception.

After that, Dean and the Grand Duke's swordsman chatted casually, and the latter got up and left—like the busy Dean, there was an extra student to deal with, and he was quite busy.

For the daughter of the baron's family, the Grand Duke's swordsman is very attentive.

"In addition to qualifications, there must be something else, right? This ......"

Thinking of the sexual orientation of the Grand Duke's swordsman, Dean looked at the other party's disappearing back, and couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, expressing his helplessness for the situation of the daughter of the baron's family.

A week passed again.

In the past five weeks, after six weeks of training, the Knights of Fecharon, who had integrated into Zelgan's two hundred recruits, had a total number of close to four hundred, and with the original one hundred and fifty recruits, these recruits who accounted for the vast majority of the knights already had some appearance, at least under the guidance of Huck and the training of Siren and others, they already had a certain combat effectiveness, knew how to use swords and spears simply, and could properly wear leather armor.

A number of outposts and military stations were also established between the Tyr and Zelgang realms.

For the sake of convenience, the Knights of Fecharon interspersed back and forth with the two places, but also to ensure the safety of the two places - after the two 'ice castles' melted, these outposts and military stations became bridgeheads against the bandits in the snowy forest.

Dean sat in the barracks room, poring through the materials handed by Huck -

"Not bad!"

Ultimately, Dean commented.

And after receiving such an evaluation, Huck, as well as Siren and the others who were waiting on the side, were all happy, after all, they worked tirelessly, isn't it these praises?

"Siren!"

Dean spoke suddenly.

"Captain!"

Xi Lun walked out immediately, the immaturity on his original face had already subsided, and all that was left was tenacity and strength - dozens of battles had already catalyzed Xi Lun, and then as an exemplary training, Xi Lun grew as if he had eaten chemical fertilizer, and his more and more robust and upright body was all eye-catching.

"For you!"

A test tube containing liquid appeared in Dean's hand.

"What is this?"

"The 'knight's baptism' potion, unique to my family, although it can't be compared with the royal family, but it is far beyond the ordinary baptismal potion, at least it will not be worse than that of the Marquis Vauban family!"

Dean replied with a smile.

Siren was stunned, his lips trembled slightly for a moment, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything - he straightened his clothes, stepped forward again, and fell to one knee respectfully.

"Commander, please make me your follower!"

Siren said.

"Do you understand what it means to be a follower?"

Dean didn't immediately agree, but asked rhetorically.

"Of course, I will be the personal guard and retinue of the Zelgang family, like a knight serving the lord, and I will never leave for the rest of my life!"

Syren nodded and said with certainty.

"Welcome to the Zelgaon family!"

Looking at Siren's determined face, Dean said with a smile.

"Thank you, sir, for your permission!"

Siren replied loudly, and then, Dean drew his sword and tapped it on Siren's shoulder and head, and lightly tapped it, which was considered to have completed the final ritual.

And after receiving the knight's baptism potion, Siren was even more excited.

"Adjust your condition - at least get a good night's sleep, and go to the knight baptism in a better state, there will be a greater success rate!"

Dean looked at the excited Siren and couldn't help but remind.

Although according to his discernment, Siren has reached the level of a knight in terms of strength and physique, and once baptized, he will inevitably awaken his talent, but some reminders are still necessary - after all, knight baptism is a turning point in Siren's life, even if there is only a small failure rate, it needs to be paid attention to.

"Yes, sir!"

Siren replied respectfully.

"Regiment, Regiment Commander......"

And just as Siren's voice fell, a voice rang out.

"What's wrong, Chad?"

Dean looked at his subordinates on the other side.

"I—I want to be your follower too!"

"And me!"

"Me too!"

Chad, Maher, and Ike were divided into three orders, and said so.

"Are you sure? Even if I don't become my follower, as the head of the Knights of the Knights of Fecharon, I will treat everyone equally, and when you reach the best moment of baptism, I will not be different because of my status! ”

Dean slowed down, apparently giving more consideration to the subordinates in front of him.

This is a prudent thing for him and for the other party.

As Siren recounted earlier, the follower is in some cases the knight of the lord, and is a depositor who can be entrusted to the back.

In the same way, it is also a storage zài of shared honor.

It's like several close ministers of the new king of Jade, who were originally followers of that prince.

But Dean thought about it more, after all, he knew how cruel the future Blood Moon War would be - the knight level was in it, and most of the time it was stronger than the miscellaneous cannon fodder, and if the big knight was careful, he would only be able to save his life, and those who were close to the silver level would not dare to say that they would be safe and sound.

After all, in that war, the gold level also fell by as many as five.

"We're sure!"

The three of them said loudly

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