Black Knight From Blue Star

Chapter 223 Can I only look at what’s about myself?

 The next day, Hardy walked out of the tent and practiced the fire phoenix sword technique for an hour before receiving a secret letter from Kexilan.

 Simon and the men from the Atonement Society have already lurked behind the enemy's rear.

 There were even a few people who got into the Northern Army and became soldiers.

 The general movements of the Northern Army are now basically under the control of the Atonement Society.

Hadi looked at it and felt his scalp numb.

 The Atonement Society's average combat effectiveness is really not very good, but its ability to lurk and conduct intelligence is indeed good.

 I took them in before, and it seems that I made a very right choice.

 And Xixi still led the player group, using various methods to harass the Northern Army's scout team and dismantle the hidden posts.

 At this time, the Northern Army has also begun to hire players.

 They discovered that it seemed that only players could play against players.

 So now, the enemies Xixi faces are almost all players.

 Although they still had a huge advantage, they began to suffer casualties.

 Many players were killed by enemy players and began to lose experience, levels, and equipment.

 Then this is why Hadi gave them two hundred gold coins.

 Repair the damage after the war!

 Because Xixi will purchase standard equipment for the players before the fight, the players will not actually lose the equipment.

 What they lost was experience.

 The experience value of these losses has been made a more scientific 'estimate' based on the current prices of commodities and gold, and converted into coins.

As long as you send a screenshot of how much experience you have lost to Xixi, those players who "died" can get compensation.

 In this case, the players under Xixi's jurisdiction have no worries at all when fighting.

On the other hand, the player on the opposite side has been fighting with passion until now. The more he fights, the poorer he is. Gradually, he no longer has much thought.

After all... you have to pay for the equipment yourself, and there is no compensation for the lost experience. Even the dozens of silver coins given by the northern faction at the beginning are not enough to cover the loss.

As long as we continue to fight like this, the opponent will collapse sooner or later.

Seeing the news, Hadi thought about it and gave another fifty gold coins to Bing Xixi.

 Let the secret messenger take him there.

He thought nothing special would happen today, but a messenger came from a distance, carrying an angel flag with a blue background.

 Looking again, there was a large army following behind the messenger.

 The reinforcements from France have finally arrived!

The two armies converged... Before, France's army only surrounded the three gates of New York City, but now it surrounded the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest.

 Not a fly can escape in the city of New York.

 The coach’s tent was full of people.

 In addition to the previous generals, this time the 3,000-man army also brought nearly 20 young generals.

The person who led the team this time was the third prince Blake Bolan.

Of course, he is the coach in name, but in fact the real coach of the reinforcements is Victor Jeanne.

 That is, Mrs. Sissi’s eldest brother.

At this time, the new generals were confused. Aren't they here to reinforce the Aijaka Empire? How come they became the capital of the southern faction surrounding the Aijaka Empire?

Especially Victor, who couldn't help but ask aloud: "Sister... Coach Jeanne, and Mr. Hardy, what is going on?"

"Let's discuss this matter tomorrow." Hardy clapped his hands, and some guards brought in the table and the fine wine and food: "To celebrate our successful meeting, Mrs. Sissi decided to hold a simple banquet. There can't be too much wine, but the win is The atmosphere is good. Cheers!" 　　　Everybody smiled and raised their glasses.

 As Hardy said, this is just a simple celebration banquet.

 No one was drunk or anything like that.

 Half a glass of wine is not enough to soothe your throat.

 Soon the generals dispersed and returned to their camps and tents to rest.

Especially the generals who came to the reinforcements, they were indeed exhausted from nearly a month of rapid marching.

 Now that we have friendly troops to help take care of us, we naturally want to have a good sleep first.

Since Hardy couldn't sleep, he found a big tree in the camp, sat down with his back against it, and read up on the basic theories of magic to consolidate his basic knowledge.

Not long after, he heard footsteps. Someone was walking towards him. The steps were slow but light.

 He looked over and saw that it was the elf Filer.

At this time, the full moon was hanging high, the sky and the earth were covered with silver light, and the vision was very good.

The elf Philaire walked not far in front of Hadi, with the moon behind her.

 Originally, this is nothing, but the problem is...File is wearing a white silk nightgown.

This kind of clothing is normal during the day, but once it is backlit, it becomes a little transparent, and then the outline of her body is clearly visible.

 The slender figure came into Hardy's eyes.

Hardy did not pretend to be a gentleman and turned away, because he had seen this body many times in his previous life and had used it many times.

At this time, I saw that there were not many lustful thoughts in it, but only nostalgia.

Philaire didn't know that she was exposed. She stood in front of Hadi and said, "It's rare to see you not sleeping at night or dealing with military affairs, so you are so free?"

“A lot of people have come, a lot of talents, who can share a lot of my work.” Hardy smiled.

 He is not the kind of person who does everything by himself.

As long as the results of things do not deviate too far, he is a high-level person who will delegate work and power to his subordinates so that his subordinates can be trained.

 For example, Bing Xixi, or someone like Simon.

Filer put his hands behind his back and looked down at Hadi.

She had to admit that the appearance of this human boy was top-notch even among elven men.

Not to mention that this young man has a vigor that elf men don’t have.

"Actually, if you want power, just follow me and catch the unicorn. The position of honorary elder of the elves is indispensable to you." Her tone was soft, not as if she was advising people to get rich, but as if she was saying something. A very common thing: "You don't have to work so hard, and you don't have to fight with others."

　　Hardy shook his head: "The elves are quite xenophobic. I am well aware that the position of honorary elder does not have much real power. It is the highest status that non-elves can achieve."

When Philaire heard this, she knew that Hadi was very familiar with her race, so she stopped trying to persuade him.

 She walked to Hardy's side and stood side by side, leaning against the back of the tree.

 It’s just that one is facing east and the other is facing southeast.

"I'm very curious. You definitely know me." Philaire turned to look at Hadi: "And you are very familiar with me. Who are you? Why do you never appear in my mind?"

Hardy was stunned for a moment, then closed the book and said: "You are mistaken, Ms. Morning Star, I am not familiar with you."

“You are lying to me. I am the daughter of the Divine Blood, the World Tree, and I can sense whether you are lying.”

Hardy was silent. In her previous life, Philaire had never confessed her identity.

“You’re not talking, are you?” Philaire’s beautiful green pupils landed firmly on Hardy’s face: “Just look at what’s about me, okay?”

 (End of this chapter)