PFC Chapter 167 I will pledge my allegiance to you...
Chapter 167 I will pledge my allegiance to you...
What happened……
It had been a while, but Bad Zegna still hadn't recovered from the shock.
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The three carriages carrying them began to slow down gradually before arriving at the designated location, and finally stopped completely.
According to Bad Zegna's plan, violent confrontation is ultimately a bad approach.
If possible, he still hoped that the representatives of the civilians and criminal soldiers could realize the gap between them and the great nobles like himself who truly possessed real power, and then take the initiative to give in.
It was precisely to make the other party face up to the gap between them that Bad Genia spent a huge amount of money on this trip, assembling a group of magic carriages pulled by hippogriffs, a group of more than 20 elite soldiers, and winning over the elite warriors provided by the Shangwenqin tribe.
It was precisely for the purpose of making the other party retreat voluntarily that the usually easy-going Bard also put on a rare show.
So, after tidying up his appearance in the carriage, putting on his cloak and holding his cane, he opened the door and walked out into the cold wind of the north.
And once he appeared, his eyes noticed a dark shadow in the empty wilderness.
It's like a hill that has risen up for some unknown reason on a super flat terrain.
However, when they got closer, they found that the black shadow was not a hill, but a house, standing alone on the ground.
The existence of this house seems to be out of proportion to the terrain of the entire wilderness.
Even the corners of the walls and the foundation don't have that sense of fusion and fit.
It is newly built...
Such speculation made Bud feel a little uneasy.
Most importantly, the huge building in front of us is not made of bricks, stone or wood, but has a metallic luster.
In the north, where there is a lack of water and settlements, not even much grass or trees grow.
Although mineral resources are relatively abundant, converting ore into metal is a completely different concept.
The surrounding landscape was bare, with no signs of forests or settlements.
In this situation, a metal house with obvious signs of new construction appeared in the middle of the wilderness. How did they feel about this?
The metal surface sparkles with a silvery-white luster, like a huge silver treasure box.
For some unknown reason, the metal exterior of the house, which is supposed to be smooth and solid, is made into a concave and convex serrated shape. Apart from that, there is no other decoration or pattern. It is simply made up of these delicate metal plates spliced together.
The whole house looks lonely and mysterious, and is particularly eye-catching in the wilderness.
The sunlight swept across the metal eaves, making Bard and his companions sigh: "It's too dazzling!"
Hearing this, Bud tugged at the sleeves of his like-minded followers.
Before a meeting, if you sigh at other people's creations, wouldn't that mean you've lost momentum from the start?
And...what on earth is this thing in front of me?
Originally, I was planning to give the representatives of the civilians and criminal soldiers a warning, but why did everyone on my side get surprised?
But how did the other party get so much metal? Why went to so much trouble just to build a metal house?
Even if the capital city had incredible wealth, it wouldn't be possible to produce so many metal plates in such a short time.
Moreover, he had only seen metal of such uniform thickness, without bubbles or hollows, on one type of thing - weapons.
Could it be that after that group of civilians and criminal soldiers captured the capital, they went crazy and melted down all the weapons they could collect?
Just to build a house like this?
But why...
Even though Bud had not systematically studied architecture-related knowledge, the metal house in front of him did not look very beautiful no matter how he looked at it.
There is no apparent special function to it. Winemaking, medicine making or temples, these industries that are most likely to make money, do not seem to be suitable for this house.
That said, considering that this is an amazing house made entirely of metal panels and that its builders were most likely a group of former farmers and ex-convicts, Bud thinks this is already commendable enough.
Because he couldn't see the window, he didn't know the situation inside, so Bard, the lord of Mud City, didn't dare to go in rashly.
Just as he was looking around the huge metal house, the entourage from the other two cars and the twenty or so fully armed guards also approached.
Walking in the front was still the trusted female warrior of the Minqiu tribe.
The pony under her crotch - the other party called it "Sweet Ice" - was still jumping around heartlessly, leaving wet footprints on the ground.
"Do you feel anything?" Bud asked.
And these warriors he trusted all shook their heads, "It seems that there is no one around."
"Really... Could it be that the other party hasn't arrived yet? This thing wasn't built by the other party..."
He was interrupted before he finished speaking.
It was not because the door of the metal house was opened, but because he saw figures walking out of the house.
Leading the group were two women, one with long silver hair and the other with pointed elf ears and a double helix of blonde hair that looked difficult to manage.
Their looks were beautiful, and there was evidence of great intelligence—in their presence, temperament, and eyes.
Bud felt that his heart was completely captured. It was not because he was greedy for beauty, but for the first time he understood so clearly what kind of people he wanted to educate through universal education should be like.
That's it...that's how it should be, just like the two girls in front of me, one gold and one silver.
Smart, confident, elegant and intellectual.
If knowledge and insight represent beauty, then the two people in front of him are the most beautiful people in Bud's mind.
And the warriors behind the two women also made him unable to stop.
They were dressed in neat and uniform studded leather armor and handsome leather winter hats, and they stood tall with serious expressions.
Each of them held a rapier that was just the right length to touch the ground - compared to a long sword or a half-sword, a rapier was more suitable for ceremonial use. This might mean that the other team was a ceremonial team.
On the other arm, there is a strange-looking arm armor. The shapes of the "shield" on the arm armor are square, round and triangular from top to bottom.
At the end of the triangle, where the wrist is, there is a black hole. I don’t know what it is used for.
As they walked out, they followed the two leading women in unison, like a group of phantoms created by magic.
tread!
The sound of uniform footsteps, even though they were walking on the ground in the north where a thin layer of snow was falling at any time, could actually be heard as the crisp sound of horse boots stepping on stone slabs.
And when they stopped at the end of the movement, their movements were unified and orderly, each movement was accurate and in place, without any slackness or confusion.
If we say that the two leading women just now embodied the qualities of the outstanding talents that Bad Zegna was preparing to educate.
Then the warriors before him are the ones he wants to cultivate, warriors with a firm determination to protect.
But the more he sighed, the more the Lord of Slime City felt his heart swell.
What's going on... Didn't they say civilians? Didn't they say criminal soldiers?
Have you ever seen a daughter of a commoner family who is so beautiful and intelligent? Have you ever seen a group of criminal soldiers who can walk with such steps?
Even though he thought so, Bard still lowered his head and asked them carefully, "Excuse me, who do you want to talk to my Lord of Mud City, Bard Genia, about..."
"It's me..." A calm voice sounded from behind him.
Bud turned around and saw a tall figure.
In the backlight, one could only see his golden eyes, which exuded a malicious meaning.
After taking a few steps back, Bud finally realized what was happening.
A burly man sat astride two thorn beasts.
And in his hand, he was strangling the other one's neck.
There was a sharp aura between his brows, and the muscles on the half of his arms that were exposed through the leather armor appeared solid and powerful. He must have either undergone long-term training or possessed an amazing fighting talent.
Perhaps because he was almost ambushed by the invisible thorn beast, the other party's eyes were as sharp and fierce as a tiger, with a wild light flashing in his eyes that made people dare not look directly at him.
"Explain why there are these invisible gadgets flying in the sky?"
The other party spoke, his face still showing a hint of indifference and majesty, as if he was a overlord from the depths of the jungle, commanding all the beasts in the wilderness.
A strange feeling...
Obviously, those soldiers were all wearing leather armor with studs, but he, who was obviously a superior, was only wearing leather armor.
The half-sword at the waist had a faint glow of magical light.
What's going on... The invisible thorn beast will not attack easily without my order.
Although he had prepared for the worst, he also had the most prudent plan from the beginning, that is, if the other party should sigh at the powerful forces of the great nobles and choose to retreat directly, he could naturally spare the other party's life.
Moreover, if you don't take the initiative to attack, not only others, but even you, the person giving the orders, don't know where the invisible thorn beast is flying or hovering.
How did this man in front of me know?
Moreover, no matter how they are tamed, invisible spiny beasts are dangerous and powerful assassination creatures.
But now, there were actually two invisible thorn beasts lying beside him, like obedient pets.
The thorn beast held in the opponent's hand couldn't break free no matter how hard it struggled.
What should I do? Should I just throw away all hope?
Do you want to mobilize your own people?
Before I had time to think further, the other party nodded in understanding, and then tentatively extended his hand in the direction of the magic carriage.
Strictly speaking, the carriage refers to the space where luggage is placed.
At this moment, there were ambushes waiting inside for a surprise attack.
The carriage was filled with a mysterious purple light, and the entire space where the luggage was located was wrapped in a thick magical protective shield.
This layer of magical defense shield looks soft, but it is actually very strong and difficult to penetrate by either physical attacks or ordinary magic spells.
Do you understand the value of advanced magic props?
Suddenly, the magic shield began to shake, cracks slowly appeared, and purple light kept flashing, as if it was struggling to resist some terrifying force.
The "passengers" in the luggage space were terrified and watched helplessly as the force from nowhere launched a fierce attack on the magic shield.
Do you want to open the door?
Want to go out?
Want to fight?
It seems that the answer to the three questions can only be no!
Although they were ambushes, the power that the magic shield before them was resisting was absolutely terrifying.
Although the door was not opened and they did not know what was happening outside, nor did they hear the orders from their city lord, they had already imagined and worked out the most brutal ending.
It must be a monster on the same level as a magical beast.
And they have to be very large in size, otherwise, the attacks from ordinary beasts and monsters would not have given them the feeling of being hit by a hammer.
In the end, the magic shield could not withstand the power of the "monster" and a huge hole was smashed open.
And what stretched out from the hole was actually an ordinary palm?
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After Abes caught the invisible assassin flying in the air, he directly broke through the magical protection of the carriage and caught all the "stowaways" hiding in the carriage.
The current meeting was at a stalemate.
The silver-haired girl and the blonde half-elf, who were smiling just now, naturally could not tolerate such dangerous assumptions and ambitions that emerged one after another. With a wave of their hands, the soldiers who marched in unison surrounded them one after another, with the rapiers in one hand and the arm armor on the other hand pointed firmly at them.
However, the man in front of him just waved his hand and asked the soldiers to put down their weapons again.
"I really don't know how I have offended you. I have taken the trouble to build this building between the capital and the Soft Mud City to serve as a venue for our talks. After everything is over, it can also be used as a new post house."
"But I didn't expect that this is how you would arrange the meeting - invisible magical beasts, ambushed assassins in the carriages... oh, and these heavily armored warriors."
Bad Zegna didn't expect that he would encounter such an opponent. He had conducted a lot of rehearsals for civilians or criminal soldiers, and had presets for all kinds of civilians, such as the greedy, mediocre, and extreme.
But the only thing that was not predicted was that the opponent was very strong!
His strength was not that of an individual, although the opponent had few rivals as individuals. However, what impressed Bard the most was the opponent's training of soldiers and talents, which was far beyond the limits of his imagination.
Capable of producing large amounts of metal, and has the organizational and scheduling capabilities to build buildings in the wilderness.
Have smart and intelligent subordinates and the ability to win their hearts.
He has the ability to control those powerful and well-trained soldiers and enforce their orders.
At this moment, Bud finally realized how rude it was for him to drag the other party's request for a chat without responding.
He opened his mouth and raised the cane in his hand.
"What I want to say is... yes... I will swear allegiance to you!"