I asked you to be a mage, not to raise a nine-tailed fox.

In fact, the Silver Hand is not bad.

Each of them has made outstanding achievements.

But the number of Silver Hand in the capital is too small. Ranking---ahem, it is also a cause for celebration that it can be ranked in the top ten among the ten major knight groups.

Of course, this is also related to the intense war, the continuous outflow of the goblin army, and the clearing area of ​​the Silver Hand is also the area where the goblins are heavily deployed.

In this area of ​​the Silver Hand, there is a fifth-level elite team for almost every ten goblins.

Every game is a tough battle.

Although these high-level goblins also have high points, each game is quite difficult to complete and it takes a long time to recover.

The overall efficiency is still a little weak.

Every day, the Royal Knights can only complete their tasks.

If it weren't for the fact that Sister Mel occasionally paid out of her own pocket to support some supplements in her spare time.

It might really be unable to hold on.

The first two life mages of the Silver Hand will collapse.

It was an easy time in the North. They had been in the maze and fought against the monsters underground.

But there was no such way of squeezing.

It has been so many days.

Every morning, they would make bread, drink water to replenish their mana and make bread.

They could barely gather the amount of these guys until they went to bed.

Sometimes Umos would kill himself.

Then they would have to work overtime until midnight. Is this what human beings do?

If Mina had not provided some supplies every period of time, they really couldn't hold on.

But since Monday, Mina has not sent supplies to this camp.

Master Mel said that Mina would be here soon, so they should hold on.

Hold on day after day.

Now I really can't hold on any longer, Mina, when can you come?

On the other side, Umos was forbidden to go on missions.

He could only squat in the rest area and watch the other Silver Hands go out.

He was really jealous, but there was nothing he could do.

Big Sister Mel said that his body could not hold on any longer, and his physical potential was squeezed out of shape.

But Umos clenched his fist and felt that his strength had increased a lot. He could easily beat two Minas with one punch.

Big Sister Mel was really something. If he was not allowed to charge, he would not charge. He insisted that his body had reached its limit.

How could it be possible?

Umos stood up and swayed.

He shook his head. Why did his eyes suddenly go black?

Umos closed his eyes hard.

No problem!

Tonight, he must participate in Big Brother Igor's raid mission!

After waiting for Mina to come back, he must punch Mina and make her cry in the toilet.

At the same time, two uninvited guests came to Mel's rest area.

"Master Mel, I hope you can seriously consider our proposal."

The speaker was the newly appointed acting chief of the Gray Sword.

During the time when Kusma was injured, it was this young man who was in charge of all the affairs of the Gray Sword.

"This is also for the Silver Hand." He looked at Mel with a sincere face: "The current situation of the Silver Hand is already very obvious, everyone is very tired.

"The Royal Knight is really, how can you give such a heavy task to you Silver Hand. "

'I also sincerely want to help my colleagues in the Silver Hand. "

"We are here to provide you with supplies, you only need to return some of the supplies you took from our Gray Sword before."

The young man said very sincerely.

But Mel did not agree at all and drove them away directly.

"Go away, go away, go wherever you want. The Silver Hand doesn't need your Gray Sword to take care of it. Don't let the word spread that "the Silver Hand's supplies are all made by the Gray Sword" after this battle. I can't afford to lose face. I can't explain it to Isa if she asks.

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Mel squinted his eyes, thinking of playing these little tricks on her, hehe.

The young man didn't care that his thoughts were exposed.

He continued: "Master Mel, let's put it another way. What will make you willing to return the batch of supplies of the Gray Sword to us?"

Mel glanced at him, revealing a hint of amusement.

"If you want it so much, then good, show enough sincerity, don't always think about doing things that knights should do in a roundabout way every day."

The young man blinked and suddenly laughed.

"I understand, Master Mel wants to have a knight bet."

Mel also laughed.

"Show your sincerity if you want something. You, the sly and cowardly Grand Duke of Ashes, were not like this in the past. "

Doyle left with a satisfactory answer.

The bet between the Knights of the Silver Hand and the Ash Sword will be held in three days.

The specific form can be discussed later.

This matter can be big or small.

But they must show the momentum of the Ash Sword and make a name for themselves.

Let the Marquis and the prince above the Marquis see that he, Doyle, is the one who can preside over the Ash Sword in the capital and easily suppress the Silver Hand.

Kusma is old.

As for how to fight this game -

Doyle narrowed his eyes, thinking of Caesar's hidden strength, and soon had a general idea.

"Silver Hand -

Doyle showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Lucia, your highness, it's time for dinner."

A tall Silver Dawn Knight shouted under the tree.

Lucia on the tree shook her head.

"You go and eat, don't worry about me."

Lucia's voice was flat.

The captain of the Silver Dawn scratched his head. Seeing that his highness had no intention of coming down, he could only turn around and leave with a pout.

However, not long after that person left, Lucia's stomach began to growl.

Her face, which was more beautiful than most elves, showed a trace of helplessness, and there was a little resentment in the helplessness.

Looking at the direction of the capital, it was like a child waiting for his father to come back from get off work to pick him up.

The knights of the Silver Dawn didn't know what their highness was waiting for.

This morning passed, and no clearing tasks were done. He didn't eat a bite of bread, just sitting there waiting.

What was he waiting for?

He couldn't wait for the rice and goblins to appear from that direction.

All the knights of the Silver Dawn returned to the camp.

The sun had already shifted to the west, and Lucia's stomach had begun to rebel.

But she only took out a bottle of magic water.

The last bottle of tetraploid gold water, she closed the lid with a small sip.

My stomach growled again, and I couldn't help but drink another sip.

When I took the third sip, there was not a drop of magic water left.

Lucia was helpless.

Wouldn't I really have to wait until tomorrow?

Wouldn't that mean "Lucia starved to death"?

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the distance.

A figure that couldn't be more familiar.

Lucia's eyes lit up, and the smile that she unconsciously showed illuminated the entire sky.

She flashed to the ground and rushed over with full magic power.

Mina was on the road with Mi Xiaohu.

Suddenly, I felt that I was being stared at by something, and I felt very uncomfortable.

Especially Mi Xiaohu's hair was all blown up.

This feeling of being stared at by a terrifying creature, there was no mistake.

It was that woman!