"Eagle of Letters......

Standing behind his desk, General Mobol Xingye, who was guarding the 'Epulus' fortress, glanced at the 'One-Eyed Eagle' banner carried on the back of the Potts knight with a complicated expression, and asked with a sigh, "How is Ralph Potts?"

The knight of Poz was not surprised that the general was able to call out his father's name, after all, when he was a child, his father had sent several letters to the old duke.

The banner of the Eagle of Faith represents the mission of the Potts family, who have been passed down from generation to generation for more than 400 years, and have been working hard to maintain the relationship between the Tempest and the 'Star-Moon Forest', and between the Garol Mountains.

"Hello General Xingye, I'm Valery Potze, my father's body is as tough as ever, this time he can't get away from it in order to guard the Sorrowful Wind Collar, so His Excellency the Grand Duke sent me to deliver the letter. The Potts Knight smiled reluctantly, his face stiffened by the wind making it difficult for him to make any expression, so that he now laughed as if the corners of his mouth were twitching.

However, Mobol Xingye did not show any displeasure about this, looking at this stiff smile, a sense of kindness swelled up in his heart.

"Really?" General Mobor smiled and nodded, "I have heard that you are as heroic as your father, and that I was also an officer standing on the city wall, and that it was your father whom I received in the first place, and that is why we formed a deep friendship." ”

Knight Potts pursed his lips speechlessly, he looked at the 'general' in front of him who looked not much different from his own age, it was hard to imagine that his actual age was already more than a hundred.

"Every ......"

General Mobor had a look of nostalgia in his eyes, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Back then, your father was as old as you are now, and every time the messenger of the Sorrowful Wind Leader came, we would quip, 'As soon as you come, we will have half a year of rest' - yes, that's it now!"

General Mobor pointed at the knight of Poz, pointed at the corners of his mouth, and laughed, "Ha, your father was like that back then! Whenever we talked about it, he would laugh and say, 'Isn't this a matter of course?', haha, 'Of course'!"

The Potts knight touched the corners of his mouth, is it really that similar......

The general laughed for a while, the smile gradually faded, and sighed: "Actually, just now, I thought your father had passed away...... I'm sorry, because it's you this time, so I have to think about it too too. Even though I had been mentally prepared before, I couldn't help but think about it when I saw you walk in with that flag on your back. But it's okay, your father is fine!"

"It's okay......" said General Mobol, and the corners of General Mobol's mouth curled involuntarily.

'Valery, though most of the half-elves of Oppleus hate other races, we are different, do you know why?, not only because we are the Courier family and have been friends with them for many years, but also because we are knights of the Tempest--the old duke is the man who once saved Appleus!'

Knight Potts remembered his father's pride when he talked about it, and he had mixed feelings when he got to know the 'friendly' general in front of him.

After all, his father had told him that 'the half-elves of Uppleus hate the world' and 'the arrogance of the elves', and even if he said so, he didn't believe it.

The preconceived notion was shattered at this moment, and the mood of the Potts knight was very complicated.

"Ralph told you that the half-elves are hateful to other races, right?"

Just as the Knight of Potts was immersed in his own thoughts, General Mobor said something coldly.

"Huh?" said Knight Bolts, his mouth open, not knowing what to say.

Seeing the performance of the Poz Knight, General Mobor bowed, "It seems to be ......"

"Hiss!" Knight Potts took a deep breath, feeling the atmosphere suddenly become awkward.

"But it's all right!" General Mobor waved his hand, and what he said made the Poz knight stunned, "We half-elves are true, and there is nothing unspeakable, even the 'arrogance' of the elves, but don't say it in front of them, otherwise the elves will think that you are laughing at them, as long as you don't talk about it in front of them." ”

Knight Boz blinked, it was hard to imagine that the half-elf general could be so reasonable.

"Sit down. General Mobor pointed to the chair opposite, "There is something we can talk about slowly." ”

Knight Poz looked down at his dirty, blood and dirt on his clothes and armor, and then at the beautiful chair full of artistic sense, and immediately felt a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, you can sit down. General Mobor saw the embarrassment of the Poz knight, so he comforted: "This is just a casual carving by us, it is worthless, there are still a lot of them in the warehouse, and it is not in the way if it is dirty, just wipe it casually." ”

The Knight of Potts just looked at it and did not speak.

He pulled off the two flags he had on his back, rolled them up, hung them on his waist, and sat down gently in his armor.

He saw the hollow carvings on the legs of the chair, and he always felt that if he didn't light it up, it would break if he sat down.

But unlike what he imagined, he didn't feel the chair sink after he sat down, and it held him very firmly, you know, the Knight of Potts is still wearing a suit of armor, even if it is light, it is a set of armor, as long as it is not made of magical metals such as 'Mithril', the weight is very heavy.

"Valery—can I call you 'Valery'?" General Mobol's words diverted Knight Pozzi's attention from his chair.

Knight Potts nodded and smiled, "Of course, you are my elder." ”

"Then Valery ......"

General Mobol crossed his chin with his fingers crossed, and asked with a light smile: "That's the end of the old story, talk about your affairs, and then you go to rest, after all, you should be tired from crossing the prairie, if it weren't for the urgency, you shouldn't ask to see me at this time, right?"

Knight Potts took a deep breath, organized his words, nodded and said, "...... Yes!"

"I really want to go to the Star-Moon Forest!"

General Mobor was silent for a while, "Valery, if I remember correctly, the Sword Saint of the Screaming Winds, the 'Holy of the World', Duke Mauriguez has passed away, ......right? I want to ask, who are you representing now, and what is a 'letter'?"

"I'm naturally representing the Storm Leader!" replied Knight of Potts without hesitation, then hesitated for a moment, "but ......"

Valery Potz looked up at General Mobol and saw that his face had disappeared, and only solemnity remained.

"Valery, I am your elder. Knight Potts hesitated, so General Mobor said solemnly: "However, I am also responsible for my compatriots - now that we Epulus are completely attached to the Star-Moon Forest, if I put you in the Star-Moon Forest without asking anything, and you have something to do in the Star-Moon Forest, I will not blame you, and I will not regret it, because I am always proud of my friendship with your father, and the friendship between Uppleus and the Sadwind Lord." But I am responsible for my countrymen, and I cannot implicate them through my fault!"

At this time, General Mobol's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he asked word by word: "Who do you represent, and what is the purpose of your visit?"

"I'm still representing the Sad Wind Leader, but this time it wasn't the old duke who asked me to come, it's the new duke, the son of the old duke, His Excellency the Grand Duke of Cervantes—" The corners of Knight Poze's mouth pursed, and he raised his eyebrows, "And our eldest lady Serena, and Her Majesty Latinia!"

"As for the 'letters'......"

'Isn't Latinia the goddess of wealth for the human race?' General Mobol frowned, 'How did you get involved with the Tempest Leader?'

When he thinks of 'Latinia', he thinks of 'deals', and when he thinks of 'deals', he thinks of 'slave catchers' - those damn slave catchers!

"We are here to 'free the slaves'!"

General Mobol grinded his teeth, and it took a few seconds for him to react.

"What?"

General Mobol, dazed.