This man was not tall or athletic, and even though he was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, he looked very thin; And when he took off his cotton coat and felt hat, he showed a pale face and an increasingly thin figure, which was inferior even to some strong ladies.

"Dean, this is Foscia; Forsia, this is Dean! ”

Ikos stood between the two, introducing Dean and Fuscia.

"Hello, Mr. Foscia!"

Dean reached out and shook his hand; Fusia didn't speak, just nodded, and there was no expression on her pale face.

"Dean, don't mind! Foscia is like that...... Always immersed in his own world, however, there is no problem with his knowledge! And he's pretty responsible—you see, we've been here so early, we should have known! ”

Ikos explained with a wry smile.

"You can see it!"

Dean laughed, then looked at the Fasia and asked tentatively, "Mr. Fasia, can you hear what I'm saying?" ”

"Yes!"

The other party was stunned, and then raised his head and replied.

"Well, as for your future work, we need to make arrangements, you need to teach a total of five people, one of whom is my deputy, and it will take about an hour and a half every day...... How long will it take you to get them up to normal? ”

Dean asked with a grim face.

"Do they have a foundation?"

Phosia asked.

"My deputies have some, none of the rest; Still, they will be very cooperative. And do your best! ”

Dean said as if assured.

"So. It will take at least half a year - on the basis of their full cooperation and best efforts! ”

After thinking about it for a while. Fusia replied.

"What if it's just the basics of literacy and counting?"

Dean nodded, not saying anything that lasted too long, just changing his question.

"Roughly what's the Cheng dù?"

Fusia frowned and asked in confirmation.

"I can roughly understand official documents and letters, and I can calculate the process of army material coordination!"

Dean gave a criterion.

"About ten weeks!"

Fauthia replied in the affirmative—if it was just an official document or a letter, it did not require a lot of reading or unfamiliar words, and it was obvious that the time was greatly shortened.

"How much salary do you need per week?"

Dean was pleased with the time, immediately. It's the last link.

"A Kimpton!"

Fosia said.

"No problem, deal! Come on, I'll show you your students! ”

Dean didn't dwell on such a small matter, and after finalizing it, he nodded at Ikos to express his gratitude, and with the latter's nod and smile, he led Fusia to the barn on the other side of the regimental commander's room—this was the time for the soldiers to get up, change the guard, and train in the morning.

The soldiers who didn't need to be on duty, including Huck, were here.

"Huck. Bring Siren out of them! ”

At the door of the barracks, Dean shouted.

"Yes. Head! ”

Suddenly, there was a resounding answer from our deputy head of the regiment.

A moment later, all five people, including Huck, ran out of the barracks in full dress.

"This is your tutor who can read and count for the next ten weeks, Fuscia!"

Dean introduced the governess who looked frail next to him.

Immediately, the Huck Five bowed and saluted the governess—it was just a rite of etiquette, and had nothing to do with status.

"Huck, you help Mr. Fusia prepare a place to live—find a private room from the expanded area, and prepare a qiē of life before lunch!"

Dean commanded his subordinates.

"Dean. Master Ken, I have some things still in the Baron's mansion, could you please find someone to transport them for me?" ”

Fusia asked.

"Just some books, not a lot!"

Ikos added.

"Siren, Ike, you four go help Mr. Fuxia!"

Dean nodded, signaling that there was no problem.

After that, around ten o'clock in the morning, one qiē was done.

Dean could see that Mr. Fosia was so satisfied, and so grateful to his five hands-on students that he was so eager to begin his first lecture before lunch.

Seeing this in his eyes, Dean showed a smile.

He was happy to see how it was now, or rather...... It was in order to see such a situation that he assigned the five Huck to help Fusia one after another.

"Dean, Fuscia will have to ask you for a while to come!"

As soon as he was ready, the baron's staff stood up and took their leave, and as they were about to leave the Order's residence, the staff member said again.

"Don't worry!"

Dean responded.

Then, watching the figure of the baron's staff disappear into the snow, he returned to his room - the [Sharp Palm Technique] [Stone Body Technique] has not yet started, and Dean needs to hurry.

However, the sudden news at noon disrupted Dean's recent arrangement.

"Lord, lord!"

The guy who had been left behind in Tyre by the 'Jewel Beauty' appeared in the Knights' residence at the end of the Order's lunch and when everyone was preparing for their lunch break, with a panicked look on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Frowning, Dean stood up.

"The caravan organized by Ann and Ander's bosses has been attacked!"

The fellow said intermittently; Suddenly, Dean stood up and asked, "When?" Is the situation strict? ”

"On the way back to Tyre from Jan's Territory yesterday afternoon, all the food I was carrying was robbed, and everyone was killed except for Boss Ender, who was injured!"

There was a cry in the man's voice.

"Where's old Ander now?"

Dean asked. The urgency in the voice was gone. There was no impatience on his face. However, those who are familiar with Dean will find that there is an unfamiliar coldness in Dean at this time-or rather...... Killing Intent!

"In the town of Tyre!"

The guy said.

Dean picked up the sword and walked out—not the [Light Knight's Sword], but the sword called [Wind Thorn], which originally belonged to the 'Random Killer'.

【Wind Thorn】

[Type: Standard Longsword]

[Weight: 3.6kg]

[Length: 4 feet long]

[Special effects: 1, Swift; 2, Sharp]

[Swift: The magic runes engraved on it effectively reduce the weight. Also, increased the speed at which the sword is swung] (gain +0.4 agility advantage in judgment)

[Sharpness: The blade of the sword has undergone special treatment to increase its sharpness by 1] (The sharpness of 1 is equivalent to easily piercing an ordinary piece of steel armor)

[Description: This is a magic sword that can be called a fine product, and it has poured a lot of effort into the alchemist]

[Note: Although it is fast and sharp, it is still strong, but it can't be revealed]

In addition to the [Sharp] trait of the [Light Sharp Knight Sword], this longsword also has a further [Swift] trait, which allows Dean to gain a +0.4 agility advantage when swinging the sword; In terms of weight, it is a bit heavier than the [Light Sharp Knight Sword]. However, when the [Light Knight Sword] collides with the 'Random Killer'. Because of the [solid] nature that cannot be revealed, the gap that appears is obviously impossible to use again without repair.

As a result, the Slayer's original [Swift Wind Thorn] became Dean's sword.

Of course, the scabbard is still the scabbard of the [Light Knight Sword].

The scabbard was studded with all kinds of gems, and Dean couldn't agree with it.

……

Dean outpaced the fellow and returned to his house in Tyre.

At the door, two guards of Tyre were standing there, and in the corridor the baron's chief of guard, Ellen, was standing there, and when he saw Dean entering, the chief of the guard, he immediately motioned for him to hurry in.

In the original living room, five beds were propped up there, and the fireplace in the fireplace provided enough heat to the whole room.

And old Hodder, the only doctor in Tyre, was busy - this relative of Baron Tyre was one of the few who had to be relieved by Baron Tyre.

Next to old Hodder, the baron's staff, whom he had just met in the morning, was helping to do it.

"Dean, here!"

Looking at Dean who walked in, Baron Tyre greeted softly, and then, the two of them walked to the side of the living room, where the kitchen was supposed to be.

"I'm sorry, Dean, but I'm the one who bothered you!"

As soon as he entered the kitchen, Baron Tyre's face welled up with apologies, and then, the good old man's face was replaced by anger: "I never thought that Fendi would be so bold!" ”

"Is there any evidence that he did it?"

Dean asked, narrowing his eyes.

"No, they are all wearing a face towel and they can't be identified at all!" Baron Tyre said dejectedly, but he still didn't change his guess: "But...... Who else could be in that vicinity besides him? ”

"Even if we know that it is him, but without evidence, even if the Marquis Vauban comes forward, we will not be able to get any support, and even, we will be bitten back; Not to mention...... We now have more important things to do! ”

As he spoke, Dean's brow furrowed.

"What's more important than that?"

Baron Tyre was stunned.

"Barbarians, barbarians who follow the caravan of Old Ender, and...... Those who died! ”

Dean pointed in the direction of the living room.

On the five beds there, except for Old Ander, the remaining four beds were all barbarians.

Dean knew about the barbarians following the caravan, and Old Ander had reported it to Dean at the first time - and Dean had no objection to this.

On the contrary, he sees it as a matter of bringing the two sides closer.

Therefore, with Dean's acquiescence, every caravan that traveled between Vauban and Tyre was followed by some barbarians.

Some of them went to Vauban together to exchange for goods, while others were simply sent out from the barbarian stockade to protect 'their own food'.

It's just that Dean didn't expect such a thing to happen-

"Regardless of the relationship between old Ander and the Marquis Vaubana...... Or is it because the barbarians are among them, and they want to provoke a conflict between me and the barbarians...... Delfendi! ”

The killing intent in Dean's heart began to boil.

PS First Update~

It's a new month, and I'm decadent to ask for a guaranteed monthly pass~ (to be continued......)