Rebirth of Valkyrie

Chapter 487 The Four Young Masters of the Royal Capital
Sure enough, within a few days.

The king's envoy from the capital of Farland has arrived.

The special envoy is named Lurak, who is Clark's court friend and a powerful figure in the royal capital.

"The king wrote it himself. Captain Nantian and his team members served the country loyally and made great achievements, defeating the army of the Xima Empire. Such achievements must be rewarded heavily. Now, my king specially bestows Nantian as the hereditary marquis of the Kingdom of Farland, The fiefdom is Qike City in the northern border, and he also serves as the general of Kingdom Glory. His official residence is from the first rank, and he can mobilize any army with no more than 20 soldiers and horses at any time except the Imperial Army. In addition, from now on, he will be in the royal capital To build a new Marquis Mansion, reward three thousand servants and maids, ten million gold coins, and tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land!"

"Captain Nantian's more than 30 warriors are all hereditary earls of the Kingdom of France, and concurrently serve as the Kingdom's patrol generals. They are ranked in the third rank and can be mobilized at any time. Except for the forbidden army, any unit does not exceed 5 soldiers and horses. In addition, , each team member will be rewarded with an additional one million gold coins and a thousand hectares of fertile land!"

Special envoy Lurak finished reading the royal decree in a somewhat envious tone.

"General Nantian, accept the order!"

Lurak smiled.

Nan Tian accepted the royal decree, and at the same time, Lurak handed over a thick stack of gold tickets, land deeds, and more than 30 tokens symbolizing the status of nobility.

"General Nantian, along the way, I also heard some rumors about the general, but I saw it in person today, I didn't expect, General, you are so young, I am really surprised."

"General Nantian, you are young and promising, he is really a rising star in my Kingdom of France! I cannot predict your future!"

Lurak is respectful and authentic.

"Hehe, father-in-law, you are on the way, and I have troubled you to send the will."

Nan Tianke arched his hands.

Lulak waved his hand: "Where, where. This time, His Majesty is really happy. We hit the Xima Empire, and we can be said to be proud. Your battle, General, has protected the stability of northern Xinjiang for decades. Ah, saved thousands of people! You will be immortal!"

Lulak flattered him.

As the father-in-law in the palace, Lurak's skill is still very good.

Shou Beigong stood aside and waved his hands: "Grandpa Lulake, you should step back first. I want to have a few words with Nantian."

Lurak still admires Shou Beigong, such a veteran.

This time, the king did not issue a decree to reward Duke Shoubei. In fact, it was not that he did not want to reward Duke Shoubei. Rather, because Duke Shoubei was already a hereditary duke, he was a first-rank official, and the entire northern border was under Duke Shoubei's management.

The King of Farland also has nothing to reward Duke Shou Bei.

Shou Beigong dismissed the others, and said earnestly to Nan Tianyu: "Your Majesty's will, have you seen anything?"

Nan Tian nodded faintly: "My fiefdom has become Qike City. Obviously the king wants me to guard Qike City. Qike City is the gateway of the Kingdom of Farland, and there has been friction with the neighboring Sima Empire. The king You want me to protect the peace of northern France! Being a king really doesn’t have simple things.”

"I have made such a great contribution, but the king gave me a reward, but I still have to pay it. Let me fight with the people of the Sima Empire!"

Nan Tian finished speaking with his expression unchanged.

"It's good that you know that the higher the status, the greater the responsibility. I hope you can understand."

Shou Beigong patted Nan Tian on the shoulder.

Nan Tian chuckled and was noncommittal.

It is impossible for the southern sky to stay in the Kingdom of France for a long time.

Nantian will leave the world of magic and fighting spirit sooner or later.

However, Nantian's brothers, like Babalu, Sam, and Erdanzi, are all natives of the world of magic fighting spirit.

They can guard Qike City for Nantian.

Chike City, where there are wars all year round, is a good place for warriors to hone their skills.

Shou Beigong said again: "Okay, I know, you have always wanted to go to the capital, to find that sheepskin map. Young people, a little adventurous spirit, it's normal. Go boldly, the old man has already given me the country. The people in the Duke’s Mansion have already greeted you. Now, you are the hereditary Marquis of the kingdom, and the official residence is from the first rank. Even in the capital, there are not many people who are more powerful than you.”

"However, I want to remind you. Young people, in the royal capital, it is still better to keep a low profile. After all, wherever the king is at the foot, there are rich and powerful people from all walks of life, and there are also experts. Eight percent of the experts in the Kingdom of Farland Ten capitals are in the royal capital. Some big families and nobles also raised some tyrannical dead soldiers in their mansions."

"Although your martial arts skills are excellent and you can beat Nick's black-armored army to pieces, but in the capital, try not to provoke the French secret guards!"

Shou Beigong's voice dropped, and his face became a little solemn.

"Fran's hidden guard? What kind of force is that?"

Nantian was surprised.

"There are less than a hundred people in the secret guards of Fran, but all of them are strange people, and they are directly under the king's direct jurisdiction. Do you know why the Xima Empire and the surrounding border empire have never dared to destroy our Fran Kingdom?"

"It's because of the existence of the French Secret Guards. Although there are less than a hundred people in the French Secret Guards, they are the most powerful force of our Kingdom of France to deter other countries! Some people say that the French Secret Guards are like sharp knives, a peerless sharp knife. One stab can kill the enemy!"

Shou Beigong explained.

"ok, I get it."

Nan Tian smiled faintly.

After finishing speaking, Nan Tian left.

Time is really running out, Nantian needs to go to the royal capital as soon as possible.

It took Nan Tian a month to lay a solid foundation for himself in the world of magical battle qi, from a poor commoner to a hereditary marquis who shined in the annals of history, and from a first-rank honorable general in official residence.

Now, searching for the sheepskin map of the royal capital will be the most thrilling journey.

Before going to the royal capital, Nantian summoned all the brothers.

Nan Tian expressed his thoughts.

Babalu, Sam, Erdanzi and others all want to go with Nantian.

Nan Tian waved his hand: "Don't follow me. I have a secret mission this time, and there are too many people, so it's hard to act. Besides, my current fief is in Qike City, although Qiao Sen is waiting for me now." People, help me take care of it. However, the black-armored army has just retreated, and the city is in great chaos, and elite personnel are needed to put down the chaos."

"You are the most suitable candidates, you will help me guard Qike City!"

Nan Tian said.

While speaking, Nan Tian imprinted several spiritual marks on Babalu, Sam, Erdanzi, and their sea of ​​consciousness.

These spiritual imprints are engraved with some ancient martial arts techniques and secret techniques.

Nantian gave Sam, Erdanzi and the others: "Ziyang Heart Sutra", "Eagle Strike Nine Styles", and "Fighting Tactics".

"Ziyang Heart Sutra" is the ancient martial arts era, the Ziyang sect of the famous sect taught inner strength and heart method.

"The Nine Styles of Eagle Strike" is the trump card of Eagle King, a first-level martial arts master in the ancient martial arts era.

"Fighting Tactics" is the most classic ancient martial arts method among all war fighting techniques in the ancient martial arts era. It is especially effective on the battlefield!
As for Babalu, he is a bit special because he practices fighting spirit.

Dou Qi and true Qi do not communicate with each other.

Nantian was unable to give Babalu some Qi-like mind-based techniques and secret techniques.

However, in Nan Tian's previous life, he found a "Secret Fragment of the Beast" in a ruin.

Nantian to Babaru, this is the "Secret Fragments".

Nan Tian hopes that Babaru can grow into a new beast emperor in the future!
"I have given you all very good secret techniques and mental methods. You must practice them well and never be lazy! As long as you practice these to perfection, you will be the real masters in this world of magic and fighting spirit. When the time comes, you will also If you really have it, help me guard the capital of Qike City!"

Nan Tian solemnly exhorted.

"Captain, please rest assured, we will definitely practice diligently and will never be lazy!"

Everyone responded.

These secret techniques and mental methods taught by Nan Tian are very broad and profound.

Everyone was very excited as if they had found a treasure.

Especially Babaru, his body was trembling.

"This, this, this is a fragment, it feels familiar. I feel like my blood is boiling!"

Babaru murmured.

Nan Tian stepped forward and patted Babalu on the shoulder.

"Believe me, take this fragment, if you can master it through cultivation, you will definitely get the power of your ancestors!"

Nan Tian encouraged.

Babalu nodded: "Well, I will work hard!"

After dealing with the matter of the team members.

Nan Tian found Mo Chen again.

"Mo Chen, I'm going to the royal capital, will you come with me?"

Nan Tian asked.

Mo Chen smiled: "The capital? Are you going to find a map?"

"Can you be alone?"

"Of course I can! I'm just asking you, if you are willing to go, it would be the best."

Nan Tian chuckled.

Mo Chen is a master, possessing the strength of a first-level Martial King, if Mo Chen followed, Nan Tian would have less trouble along the way.

"Actually, I originally wanted to stay with my Lan'er forever, to stay here for a while longer. But since, brother, you have something to do. Naturally, I will help you."

"I will accompany you to the capital!"

Mo Chen said.

Nan Tian nodded happily: "Okay, I'll trouble you!"

Although, Magic Chen is opened from the system.

However, Nan Tian and Mo Chen are not in a master-servant relationship. On the contrary, Nan Tian still has some respect for Mo Chen.

After all, Mo Chen is a mythical hero, a person from the age of gods and martial arts, and is much older than Nan Tian.

At the peak of Mo Chen, his cultivation was far beyond that of the Martial King!
After agreeing to Nan Tian, ​​Mo Chen went to say goodbye to Lan'er, and then embarked on a trip to the royal capital with Nan Tian.

This trip is to find a sheepskin map, and everything is low-key.

Nan Tiandao: "Brother Mochen, if we used to look like this in the past, it would probably attract attention. Let's do some makeup."

Saying that, Nan Tian turned into a peasant youth.

A starlight flashed!
Mo Chen turned into an ordinary middle-aged man.

Looking at this "middle-aged man", Nan Tian couldn't help being extremely surprised.

"Mo Chen, is this really you?"

Nan Tian asked.

"Of course it's me! This is just a small supernatural power!"

"Back then, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven in Heaven would change in 72 ways. I am not talented, so I happened to be able to change in 72 ways!"

Mo Chen said angrily.

After changing his body, Mo Chen's voice also changed!

Nan Tian, ​​tut tut, admired endlessly.

"Okay, in this way, we will keep a low profile!"

Nan Tian also laughed.

Zaha City is not very far from the capital, only more than 200 miles away.

Nan Tian and Mo Chen rushed to the vicinity of the king's capital within a day.

Not yet, the gate of the capital.

Suddenly, a group of private soldiers appeared.

There are many private soldiers, thousands of them.

These thousands of people, looking at their clothes, knew that they belonged to four camps.

Private soldiers, fiercely, drove about several hundred ragged people.

"You stinky slaves, walk faster and move more swiftly!"

"Four young masters, I have an order. Immediately, the young master will come here to hunt! You are human-meat targets! If you are lucky, you can escape your life. If you are not lucky, you will die. Shoot less and die!"

"You are doing it for yourself!"

A man who looked like the leader of the private army shouted.

"Human target?"

The slaves were terrified when they heard this.

Nan Tian and Mo Chen, who were not far away, were also taken aback when they heard the shout.

"It's so cruel to use people as targets!"

Nan Tian frowned.

"Come on, let's go and see!"

Nan Tian and Mo Chen went to the private soldiers and walked out quietly.

At this time, from behind the private soldiers, four young men in brocade clothes also appeared.

"Four young and old, the slaves have all been numbered, you can start now."

A person in charge nodded and bowed authentically.

"Carlos Willard, Philip Barney, Alva Wallace, we haven't hunted together for a long time! These slaves have their own numbers on their bodies, with the symbols of our respective families written on them. We hunt The rules are still the same as usual, shoot each other's slaves. The game lasts for half an hour, and at the end, whoever's slaves survive will win!"

The eldest son named Eddie Gabriel laughed, his face covered with a ferocious look.

The name is: Carlos Willard, but he shook his head with a sneer: "Hehe, Eddie, you are joking! The four of us compete with this person-meat hunting, it is not a day or two! More In the end, the slaves are all dead, and we have no victor!"

The eldest son named Philip Barney had a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "Carlos, what you said is wrong! This time, I will be the winner! You all just wait and see! Haha!"

The youngest named: Alva Wallace, is not to be outdone.

"Look at your proud look, the game hasn't even started yet! I, Alva, am the winner this time!"

"Boss, send the signal flare!"

Eddie Gabriel waved his hand and said.

The steward nodded: "No!"

"call out!"

The signal went off!
The slaves scattered and fled.

The four elders and young men rode horses, held bows and arrows, and started shooting-the game!
(End of this chapter)