Chapter 92: The Mysterious Girl

  Beautiful evening gowns, elegant music, and crystal magic lights worth thousands of dollars make the entire dance floor like a dream. One by one, noble ladies and gentlemen with masked smiles are dancing elegantly in it, their years of social training making every move perfect and dignified.

  While the warriors on the front lines are fighting for their country, these nobles are enjoying the peace and quiet bought with lives, drinking high-quality wine, socializing under the name of... Marlo's army is approaching here, the front line is not far away. This is already the southern hinterland of Carthage, the frontline Luxembourg fell a month ago.

  The royal troops retreated to the city of Salacin, which is located in the southern hinterland and has obvious geographical advantages and high and sturdy walls. Compared with the harsh front line, the environment here is really too good, because as the largest city in the south, the industry is developed, and the surrounding area is also a large plantation, which can provide everything needed for the city.

  Soldiers who were originally fighting on the front lines can get fully nourished here, or it can be said that they are being corrupted by material things. Anyone who stays here will not want to go anywhere else, after all, this is the former capital of Carthage, and the prosperity here is rare in other parts of the continent. The wealth owned by wealthy Carthage has built this into a dizzying city.

  "Have you heard? A girl from a village in the fallen area has arrived." On the luxurious wine table next to the dance pool, two nobles were discussing the interesting news they had heard: "She actually said that she heard the voice of God and came to save Carthage, which is in trouble, and asked Duke Obas for funding to go to the front line to recover the lost territory."

  "Haha... another civilian driven mad by the Maro people? Hearing his companion's words, the noble with a small mustache smiled and said: "Let's not talk about what a woman can do, she actually says she can hear the voice of God, does she think she is a God-chosen warrior? Those are warriors who will be taken away by the Temple after birth and grow up under God's guidance."

  "Yes." The noble with the thick eyebrows also smiled and said, "There is no divine mark on her forehead. Although that girl's strength is somewhat greater, country girls are generally so rough, and there's nothing strange about it. Although I don't know how she convinced the two guards to take her to see Duke Obas, in the end they were all chased out."

  "Did that girl come to Salacin alone?" The bearded nobleman heard his companion's words and asked strangely: "From the front line all the way here, there are countless demons on the road, how did a girl like her get here safely?"

  "Who knows." The thick-eyebrowed noble raised an eyebrow and took a sip of red wine, saying: "Maybe they followed the defeated soldiers here. There aren't many places on the front line that haven't been breached yet. Although most have already retreated to nearby areas, there are still some unimportant small places whose people are only arriving now."

  "Hey kid, I think I've seen you somewhere before." Serp, who was eavesdropping on the conversation between two nobles, suddenly had his shoulder grabbed by a man who said: "I think it was you last time, riding a horse and rescuing that blond-haired man." As soon as Serp heard this, he knew why he had been called out. Apparently, one of the nobles whose hat had been stolen by Crist, happened to remember his face and was attending this ball.

  "Sorry, you've got the wrong person." Serbo turned around and looked at the four people behind him with a smile: "I've never seen you before, nor do I know where you saw me. As for what you said about me saving a man, sorry but that's not my style. Those are the kind of things you born aristocrats like to play with, while I only like women."

  Serpo saw the attire of these four people and already knew the identity of the four people in front of him. Only those hereditary nobles would dress themselves up so gaudily, with such exaggerated colors and clothing styles that normal people wouldn't wear. And coincidentally, each of the four people in front of him had a main color, if one more person wearing blue came, they would have all five colors.

  "Don't drag things out! I won't remember wrong, that person is you." The red-robed nobleman glared at him, took a closer look at Selbo's face and said: "I will not forget your face! Quickly tell me where that man is, I want to break his third leg! He dares to have an affair with my own body, I'll make him regret he can't control his lower body!"

  "Alright, even if you recognized me." Serbo looked at a blue-clothed figure who was also walking over from afar and smiled as he said: "But I don't know where he is now either, and to keep his leg safe - whether it's the left or right one - I won't tell you where he is."

  "Well, I'll let you taste the severity first." The red-clothed man cracked his fingers loudly and looked at the four people beside him, saying: "Although your sense of justice makes me admire you, but a small knight dares to oppose me, I can only let you know what it means to be severe!"

  "You'll still need to call in a personal favor." Serpo removed the knight's emblem from his chest and tossed it to the bartender behind the counter, asking him to hold onto it for now. He loosened his collar and said, "Otherwise, I'd take on all five of you alone, and you'd be at a disadvantage."

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  Just as Serpo was fighting for his friend's leg, at this time his friend Chriet was walking on the street with his clothes in disarray. Just now he had jumped out of the window of a kitten he had just hooked up with, hugging his clothes. After arriving at Saracin, somehow his luck has been bad recently, every time it is about to enter the last step, the man of the kitten will come back, and he can only be forced to hide or jump out of the window to escape.

  "Ah…… could it be that the Goddess of Fortune has stopped paying attention to me lately?" Chui Si Te sighed as he slowly walked back to the castle, "Should I go to the Goddess of Wealth and donate some money, so she can help me communicate with the Goddess of Fortune? Hmm... it seems like I don't have much money left either." Chui Si Te flipped through his wallet, feeling a bit helpless, and then put it away. Recently, in order to pretend to be a wealthy noble, he had already spent almost all of his salary.

  "Excuse me, are you a knight?" As Chrester walked to an intersection, he was stopped by a girl, with two warrior-like guards following behind her, but they didn't seem to be escorting her. Moreover, she looked like just a village girl, not some noble's daughter. This piqued Chrester's interest - what kind of situation had led to this?

  "I am a knight." Chreist adjusted his attire and pointed to the knight emblem on his chest, saying: "And I'm a gentle and handsome knight. May I ask what brings you here, beautiful lady?"

  "I want to form an army and take back the lost territory on the front lines." The tall, brown-haired girl had a rough complexion, perhaps due to her frequent farm work, but it was tight and firm. Her gaze at Crister was calm, as if she were talking to an ordinary person, without any reserve or caution that others would have towards a knight.

  "Haha... then you should go find warriors who can participate in the war." Cui Si Te didn't mock the girl, but he also didn't take her words seriously. He looked at the girl with a smile and said: "And I am a knight, a commanding knight. If there are no soldiers for me to command, I'm not of much use, even if I'm extremely brave and skilled in battle, it's still just one person's strength."

  "So if I find the soldiers, can you lead the army for me? I need a knight to help me manage the army." The girl looked at Crister's eyes seriously and said: "As for the soldiers, I will be able to find them soon. I plan to go to the merchants in the city to raise funds and buy some slaves to form an army, by then I will need someone to help me train them."

  "Alright, if you can gather five hundred warriors." Crister put away his smile, and from the girl's eyes, he felt her conviction and determination. If he continued to joke around, it wouldn't be right, so Crister straightened up his attitude and thought for a moment before saying: "Although I think your plan isn't very feasible, I can promise you that once you have five hundred people, I can help train them. As for leading them, I'll need to consider it further, because I'm currently serving someone else, and leaving isn't up to me."

  "Then please tell your lord of my request." The girl nodded and said, "If that's not possible, then please introduce some willing knights. And when I've gathered the soldiers, where can I find you?"

  "I'll be in the castle." Tristan thought for a moment and said, "When the time comes, go tell the guards that you're looking for Sir Tristan, I'll let them know of your arrival."

  "So, farewell, kind knight." The girl smiled and nodded at Custer, then walked away with the two guards towards another place. Custer watched as the strange girl slowly disappeared from view, feeling that everything that had just happened was like a dream, but the girl's firm and calm eyes left a deep impression on his heart.

  "Alright." Chui Si shrugged and continued on his way, saying: "Perhaps the princess will feel a bit strange, but since she agreed, there's no helping it. And perhaps she won't even be able to gather five hundred people anyway."

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