Pioneer Knight

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"Sigh~" When Nalco tried to raise Hughes' left hand that he couldn't hang down, as expected, Hughes' face changed drastically and he breathed involuntarily.

"Does it hurt?" Nalco's face was a little heavy, but he didn't go down to Hughes's arm, but tried to move slightly from other angles.

The bean-sized sweat beads ran down from Hughes’s forehead. He endured the severe pain and squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "Pain, is his arm broken?"

Ram heard a nervous face, he gave up his sword and vented, and immediately leaned over.

Nalco pursed his lips, and he could see that he was a little nervous. He looked at Hughes' eyes and said, "Hold on, I want to try it. Maybe, it's not that serious!"

Hughes took a deep breath and nodded at Nalco. At this moment, his heart was full of expectations. Before that, when he couldn't feel his left arm, he was desperate—a swordsman who lost his left hand, what hope and future could he have!

However, while Hughes was ready to meet the result, Nalco instead moved his arm. He even gently lowered Hughes' left hand and started shaking his head to move his body.

Ram was strange. He tilted his head to watch Nalco's almost acting behavior, and Hughes' attention was attracted.

"What are you doing... ah~", Hughes, who was about to ask Nalco, suddenly screamed and scared Ram. He hurried back to see Hughes, only to find that Hughes's left hand was down in Nalco's hand.

"Adult?!" Ram said in surprise. He looked at Hughes's grinned face and was very puzzled. Although he wouldn't understand that Master Nalco was bullying Master Hughes, such an impolite behavior still caused him to worry for a while.

Ram murmured secretly in his heart: This was the second time it was rude for the last time.

Nalco suddenly let go of Seuss's hand, and Seuss’s left arm suddenly fell, but strangely, Seuss’s unconscious left hand suddenly stopped in midair!

"Hey~?" Hughes's originally prepared screaming sound suddenly turned and turned upwards, scared that the eyes were about to be closed again and opened again, and stared even bigger, staring at his original thought The lost arm was waving freely in the air, and there was no such thing as the previous inability to move and the pain was unbearable. For a time, he was dumbfounded, as if he couldn't believe it.

At this time, Ram already understood what Master Nalco was doing, and he smiled.

Nalco's face was also slightly rosy, and he nodded as he watched Seuss, who was still moving his arms, finally relieved.

This is a real relief. You know, before, when he was wrong, he could not rescue him, and when he saw that his young master was flying, he could not wait to kill himself! If he didn’t think about other possibilities in a blink of an eye, he would definitely be crazy, even if he would share the same with the murderer!

But who knows, the guy turned over and ran away, which made him angry and nowhere to vent, just faded in consternation, a little sober he immediately thought of the previous strange situation, Hughes was not split in half , But was split.

There is absolutely a problem here!

A person who can catch one's own best will at least be at the same level as himself. And Nalco's own effort to split the person from head to toe in half, it is completely no problem.

What does this mean? This shows that although Hughes is in the sword, there are absolutely treasures in his body to block the attack. Otherwise, he will attack the sharp long sword with a flesh and blood, even if the other party is eager to escape, the sword is weak, but at least his arm will definitely Cut off.

Fortunately, this kind of thing did not happen, and the more sober Nalco immediately thought of other possibilities-unbroken, but unable to move, abnormal pain, this should be a manifestation of dislocation.

So Nalco immediately tried a few times, and as expected, Master Hughes's arm injury was indeed dislocated. This is easy to handle. The soft loss of dislocation is too common for soldiers. Even if you can't hold your hand when you are practicing, you may make your companions dislocated. For such injuries, Nalco has very rich treatment experience.

"Is this a dislocation?" Hughes asked Nalco happily.

Nalco nodded. He glanced at Hughes’ left arm and noticed the quaint armguards on it, explaining: "Yes, this kind of injury is very common in giant collisions. It’s a small one in the army. The problem, as long as you pay attention to protecting the same part from being injured many times, it will not affect the future practice at all."

Nalco still wanted to ask about the armguards. But when he thought that it was a baby who carried a strong blow from the sixth-level swordsman, but did not even leave a white seal, he finally chose silence.

In the context of the Horton family, although there are not many such things, there are definitely some. He just didn't know that the lord had given such a treasure to his 14-year-old son.

It is not a good thing for children to hold things that are too precious and adults who do not have enough weight to watch on the side.

It is useless to think about it, and Nalco also understands the news of the superior. It is best to only know what should be known, and to give up exploring other strange things, otherwise, most of them will cause trouble to the upper body. Moreover, with the great wisdom of Lord Viscount, since he dared to give high-level goods such as magic equipment to his son, it shows that he has confidence in Hughes.

Hughes, who was playing music, did not know that his guard had seen the singularity of the armguard from the scene just now, and regarded it as an extremely rare magical treasure.

"Go, let's take a look at the situation below, and we should have caught a few bad luck." Nalco walked down.

Before that, the three of them didn't even think about anything about the following battle situation. This is not cold, but understand the truth.

Thirty-eight villagers with steel forks faced six injured thieves, and if they couldn't get entangled, even if they rushed away, it would be in vain. As long as the farmers can entangle each other and prevent them from escaping, after the three people who attacked the mound succeeded, and then killed a carbine, they would definitely be able to wipe out the gang of thieves. Otherwise, they have only three powerful characters, how can they stop all eight thieves? It's impossible.

Therefore, sacrificing some people to get the maximum benefit is the inevitable choice of the superiors, even as long as they have a mind.

Murder, robbery, rape... thieves who do bad things are not good! If you just let a few out of pity for the dozens of farmers, and wait for the thieves to come back, that kind of revenge will be more than the death of several villagers!

This truth, although difficult to accept emotionally, is absolutely correct. On the way out, Nalco had already explained to Hughes, and Hughes also agreed, and finally made the right choice.

Sure enough, when they reached the dungeon below, the three of them saw that the farmers had stuck the five thieves on the ground with a steel fork. They could not move at all, and only groaned in pain.

Hughes laughed and shouted with excitement at the face of Shir: "Congratulations, you have done a great job!"

"Is the adults injured? Are all the thieves above dead?" Shire saw the three adults coming and hurriedly took two steps, asking with a narrow smile.

"Uh..." Huston was a little embarrassed. Although he was the strongest on his side, the result of the battle was obviously not as good as the farmers, and he actually let go of two lively mouths. Thinking of this, he was also worried. Before thinking about his own hands, he didn't even think about how much harm the two people would cause if they ran away.

Ram’s face wasn’t too good-looking either, but Nalco still had a very calm expression. He nodded to Shire and the farmers and said, “Both, both ran away, I’m sorry, that guy is a breakthrough The swordsman of level 7 is a bit more powerful than me. We can only drive him away, but we cannot kill him."

Shire's smile immediately froze on his face. He looked at Nalko's face with no color in disbelief, and he froze for a while, completely ignorant of what to say. However, he clearly felt that the fear in his heart ebb and wave, and beat his heart violently. The strong sense of oppression made him almost unable to breathe.

The farmers behind him stood up one after another. Those who responded quickly were upset, while others were confused. They didn't understand the power of a seventh-level swordsman, but they heard someone running away and came over to hear the news. And the smarter guys are all pale, and instantly think of the strong revenge they might face in the future.

In an instant, because of the conformity, the farmers were surrounded by more and more, and everyone's curiosity was attracted to surround the three Hughes. Let those who do not understand see it, I am afraid that so many people are trying to siege them three.

Hughes glanced at many people's faces, many people's eyes, and gradually, he heard this disturbing news circulating in the crowd, and saw the look of fear in the eyes of many farmers. His heart was suddenly inexplicably uncomfortable, and an unclear anxiety was brewing in his chest. Even his own face became pale, and he suddenly hoped to be able to hang his head, no longer seeing any disappointed expressions and eyes.

However, he can't!

As the noble heir to the Viscount, as an aristocrat, he must be responsible for anything he does, due to the glory of the Houghton family for 600 years!

As a swordsman, he can't do that. To hang your head is to not recognize yourself, to retreat, or to lack confidence. This is also the deadliest injury on the swordsman's road!

Hughes, who has the dual status of nobility and swordsman, no matter which kind, does not allow him to lower his own high head!

"It's just two thieves running away. I always have a way to clean them up. That's right, I must be able to clean them up." Hughes' brains were running at high speed at this moment. While cheering himself up, he was thinking about all possible ways to help the aftermath. He knew how much power he had in him, that was definitely not something that two little thieves could deal with in the past. Therefore, this time, he has not completely failed!

In a blink of an eye, Hughes thought of a self-righteous idea!

"Nalco?" Hughes whispered his guard's name, and Nalco turned his head slightly, beckoning him to hear it.

"I think that those two guys can't run away. We can send someone back to tell my father that a small group of swordsmen will come out of his swordsman regiment, and those two thieves will die. These villagers will not have Worry!" Hughes suppressed his excitement, pouring out his thoughts very quickly, and then eagerly awaited Nard's affirmative reply.

But Hughes didn't see it, and after Nalco heard it, there was a bitter smile on his face.

Mobilize the army? This joke can be huge!

The military system of the Allianz Kingdom is very strict. From top to bottom, one by one, it strictly controls the officers and the army. Any transfer, according to the system, not only needs to meet certain conditions, but also to obtain the consent of the immediate chief, but also must notify the nobility leader in the place to file.

If the commander mobilizes the army arbitrarily without going through the procedure, it is a very serious mistake according to military law, and he will be prosecuted for a felony afterwards. Usually they deprive the command directly, and then downgrade to the rank. Slightly worse, even to be deprived of nobility, and then go to prison.

Therefore, although it is now a time of peace, the implementation of this system has not reached the strictest level, but as long as someone appeals, the military department and the noble parliament will definitely respond. Even if it is just to mobilize a team of ten people, the warning and reprimand from the military department will be unavoidable!

The Viscount Kingdom Viscount, the head of the First Swordsmen Regiment of the Jihad, the member of the commanding department, the major general, if he was scolded by a small clerk from the military department, it would be more shameful than shame!

Nalco sighed. This is a young problem. Although he is a genius, he does not have a deep understanding of human relationships, and he only remembers the superficial provisions of legal rules, and he cannot recognize the deeper harm. So, came up with such a naive idea.

However, things are always to be solved. Although Nalco cannot use the method of the young master to trouble Lord Viscount, it does not mean that he cannot solve the problem himself.

In the final analysis, Enalco is the confidant of Viscount Gael. As long as he moves his mouth, there will be a large group of people rushing to help him with the aftermath, and he will never be able to use the power of the Viscount.

Nalco suddenly stretched out his hands and pressed into the air. The buzzing of the crowd suddenly stopped. Everyone was eagerly looking at the aristocratic master, looking forward to hearing from him the fundamental solution to the problem.

"You can rest assured that since I agreed to the old Shire and took over the matter, it would not be so. The two thieves who ran away did not have to worry, there would be someone else to clean them up, and it was absolutely impossible to harass them again. Your village." Nalco said quietly. "Xiaer, you come."

"What do you command?" Shire asked with a smile, respectfully. Hearing that there was a solution, he certainly didn't have to worry about his face, and his heart was completely settled. He knew from his grandfather that Lord Nalco had always kept his promise and was a real warrior.

Nalco pulled out a black piece of iron from his arms, about half the size of his palm, and handed it to Shire.

"You take this thing, go to the city of glory, let the soldiers guarding the gate lead you to see Captain Bart, after seeing it, tell him the whole thing this time, he knows how to deal with it, and guarantee you Shire The village is fine, do you understand?"

"Understood!" Shire looked excited, clutching the iron card tightly in his palm, and nodded again and again.

Some smiles appeared on Nalco's face. The grandson of his old friend Old Shire was still very clever, not at all as clumsy and timid as the rest of the farmers. It seems that Old Shire really worked hard to cultivate he.

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