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"Guardian Knight?"

"Haven't you heard that word?"

"I've seen it in fiction."

"Then there you are."

An Yang smiled and motioned for Shirley to open the door.

The morning light outside is just right, showing a warm pale gold, illuminating the world brightly, hitting the body warmly.

Shiryl was a little stunned, remembering her mental thoughts when she just walked into this room, and she was a little embarrassed. But this embarrassment did not show on her face, she was still indifferent, like snow in the sunlight.

The two walked out, and the door was closed again.

As Anyang walked through the manor, Shiryl had changed into a light steel armor and followed him.

This guardian knight is still very satisfying, his figure and appearance are very eye-catching, his brain is smart, and he doesn't talk much, because his personality is more arrogant, and his interpersonal communication in the territory is not extensive, and now the average physical fitness of three points is barely enough.

Generally speaking, physical fitness from 1.0 to 2.0 is relatively simple, and the overall combat power does not improve much.

But from 2.0 upwards, it is more difficult to improve, and there is a faint look of reaching the limit, with the system's algorithm, every decimal point above 2.0 will increase the power will be bigger and bigger, and the increased power will become more and more terrifying in the later stage.

The people who have reached the Reserve Knight in this world have basically exceeded the physical limits of humans in the real world.

Walking to the manor stables, a figure was greeted in front of him.

Lydia looked at his back with a cold face, Shiryl, who was wearing light armor, was extremely prominent, carrying a slender cross sword at her waist and keeping an inch from An Yang, as if guarding him, and her long legs were very eye-catching.

"Ain!"

"Cousin Lydia."

An Yang walked over with a slight smile.

Lydia, however, still had a bad complexion, a wave of anger filled her heart, and her plump breasts under the light armor rose and fell. Although I don't know when it started, it is clearly her right to protect Ain in her heart.

"What's going on?"

"What?"

"When did you get involved with Shiryl?"

"Cousin, you misunderstood."

"My eyes tell me it's true, it's only morning, and she's with you, something I've only seen with Mickey and Shiryl's sisters! So, is she finally showing her loyalty to you with her body? ”

Shiryl was slightly annoyed, but forcibly held back.

Although she now feels that she should have no problem beating Lydia, she is the guardian knight of Anyang after all, and Lydia has a status in the territory in addition to her own strength, so it is not wise for her to rashly clash with her.

An Yang turned her head to give her a look that didn't move: "I didn't have the kind of relationship you thought about with Cousin Sheryl. ”

Lydia sneered twice.

When Shiryl heard this, she didn't know what she thought, and when she looked at him again, she showed a slightly shy look.

Lydia's taunt intensified.

An Yang continued to explain helplessly: "Cousin Shirlill just said this morning that she wanted to support me, I happened to be seriously injured and just recovered, so I asked Cousin Shirlil to accompany me to walk around the manor, but I didn't expect to meet my cousin, it's really a coincidence." ”

Lydia frowned, thinking that he had just recovered from a serious injury, her expression was a little softer, and she said, "Uncle is looking for you." ”

An Yang was surprised: "The baron is back?" ”

"You should call Father!"

"Oh."

An Yang nodded: "Is there something he has to do with me?" ”

Lydia looked serious: "Maybe, I don't know, I just saw my uncle wearing armor, and the wounds on his body didn't have time to be treated, and he was furious, looking for you everywhere in the castle, it may be very important." ”

An Yang's face sank suddenly.

He turned around and glanced at Shiryl again, and walked forward silently: "I'll go to the castle right away." ”

Lydia nodded, walking alongside him.

The sound of the armor of the two collided in a clear rhythm.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the castle, the sturdy figure stood in the middle of the road waiting for them, the baron was really wounded, and the heavy knight's plate armor was split into a huge gap, and he could see that the battle was fierce, and he sank his face when he saw An Yang coming.

"Ain, come with me!"

This was followed by a wide heavily armored back.

An Yang was silent as always, turned his head and glanced at Shiryl, before silently following behind the baron.

Lydia, who was standing beside him, immediately turned her face cold, turned her head and looked at Shiryl coldly, from the look just now, she actually saw a feeling that Anyang trusted Shiryl more, and she couldn't help but become more and more silent, with a little anger in her eyes.

Shiryl looked at her uncharacteristically, undaunted, and then walked towards the castle with her sword in hand.

"Damn!"

Lydia's eyes grew angry.

Lydia even shook the cross sword at her waist, paused before releasing it again, and followed briskly forward.

The castle wasn't very large, but it was designed to meet the demands of the war, and it took about ten minutes for Lydia to stop Shiryl in front of a stairway leading to the top floor of the castle, and she grasped the hilt of her sword with one hand.

"The front is the location in the castle that is used for regular meetings, and your identity is not eligible to enter!"

Shiryl also held the hilt of her sword with one hand,-for-tat, and then there was a surprising familiarity coming from the sword.

"Miss Lydia, I've been here a lot!"

Lydia, as a reserve knight, obviously felt the changes in her, but she was still very disdainful: "I'm curious what gave you the courage to talk to me like this, is it Ain?" What happened to you? ”

Shiryl glanced at her, didn't say much, and wanted to get past her and walk on.

Lydia stopped her again: "Now that the baron has something important to do, I forbid anyone to disturb him!" ”

Shiryl insisted: "I'm right at the door!" ”

"There are guards at the door, I don't need you!"

Shiryl's face was slightly gloomy: "Young Master Ayn needs me!" ”

Lydia snorted disdainfully, and immediately drew half of the cross sword: "The baron will not hurt Ain, and even if Ain has any accidents, I will protect him, I don't need you, it's good if you can protect yourself!" ”

……

The conference room is very large and empty, mainly in black tones, which looks solemn and solemn, which makes people subconsciously solemn.

At this time, two figures stood in front of the long oval stone table, one with a well-proportioned figure and a green face, and the other was a middle-aged man wearing broken and blood-stained heavy armor, whose already tall figure was even more terrifying set off by the heavy plate armor.

"Ain."

The baron remained calm under his severe injury, but his voice was heavy.

"Yes."

"I heard you defeated Bishua and Nirat?"

"Yes."

"Do you have something to tell me?"

An Yang shook his head: "I don't understand." ”

"Bang!"

The baron slapped the table hard, and the leather gloves inlaid with iron left some potholes in front of the stone table: "Then how do you say you defeated Bishua and Nirat?" Why don't I think you have such a great ability? ”

An Yang said lightly: "I have always been like this. ”

The baron's desire for control was so strong, even among the remote nobles who were perverted in power, almost to the point that even his own own son had to be firmly in his hands, how could he not be angry when he heard this.

"But why didn't you tell me!"

"You didn't ask me."

The baron's eyes immediately widened with rage, and he raised his hand to slap him, with his tall figure and a bloody uniform, which undoubtedly caused great pressure on people, coupled with the usual brutal methods, even the maids on both sides began to tremble.

But he paused in the air, anger growing, and he still couldn't get the slap down.

The cold light in An Yang's eyes disappeared, but he also breathed a sigh of relief, at least not as he feared.

The baron said, "How can you defeat them!" ”

An Yang wondered: "What do you mean?" ”

The baron repeated in an accentuated voice, "How can you defeat them at this time!" ”

"Huh?"

The baron did not solve his doubts, but continued to ask: "Why did you take a detour on the way back?" ”

An Yang said the original rhetoric again.

The baron fell silent at this time, and suddenly seemed to be very tired, and said, "The Marquis's grandson is dead, the same man who judged you in the duel with Pishua, and the child who robbed your fiancée Conphyse." ”

"Shhh

An Yang took a deep breath and suddenly narrowed his eyes: "They think I did it?" ”

The baron stared at him and said in a heavy tone: "The Marquis was furious and arrested and interrogated all the people who had close contact with Cage Pol that day, but you were the only one who was not found. Especially Bishua Ansers and Nirat Ente, who were close friends with Cage that day, and a few others, they poked out the grudge between you and Cage Pol in order to get out, and told you that you were seriously injured when you ran into Cage Ball for ConocoPhillips! ”

An Yang was a little dignified, he had already guessed all the causes and consequences of the matter, but in order not to be too far from the original Ain's performance at once, he still pretended not to know: "Can ...... But how could the Marquis believe such a thing? ”

"Bang!"

The baron slapped his palm on the table again, and the wound of the vibrating armor cracked for a while, but he didn't frown: "It's bad that you changed your route on the way on the way, and the marquis didn't find out that you returned to the territory at all!" ”

And so it was!

An Yang made a look of some palpitations.

The baron took a deep breath, looked at him again, and finally sighed: "Alas, you have really changed a lot, I just heard from Butler Enko that I still didn't believe it!" But don't be afraid, I'll protect you no matter what! ”

After a pause, he added, "As for what you are hiding from me, I'll talk about it when this matter is over." ”

An Yang nodded with a heavy expression.

Opening the door and walking out of the conference room, he was stunned to find Shiryl standing in the doorway, and ready to attack, as if she could draw her sword and rush in as soon as she heard the signal, and the two guards on both sides were also nervous by her.

At least ten meters behind was Lydia, panting in disbelief and her hair slightly messy.

An Yang looked up at the sky and nodded to Shiryl: "Let's go." ”

Through the door, you can see the somewhat tired baron half-leaning on the conference table, blood dripping down the armor, but his eyes are blazing at An Yang's back, and his hands are subconsciously tapping on the table, not knowing what he is thinking.

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