Roland looked around and asked, "Where's your Margret?"
Margret, as his mount, wouldn't leave Schuck's side.
Schuck shrugged helplessly. "This is the Holy War, one of the most important events for the Church of Light. Margret is a red dragon, and she's naturally inclined to evil, although she hasn't done anything bad. Even so, it's not appropriate for a red dragon to appear in an army in the Holy War. It wouldn't be a problem if she were a silver dragon or a gold dragon. "
The metal dragons were on the Lawful side, and it was said that they were in a good relationship with the Church of Light.
Roland smiled and said, "Then you can go. I'll stay here for a while. If the situation you described is true, I'll find a way to deal with it."
"Thank you."
Then, Schuck led the Guardians of Light into the teleportation array, followed by the logistics troops of the Church of Light.
A lot of ordnance and food followed them into the teleportation array.
The players watched from the side, pointing and gossiping.
It wasn't because they had a problem with the Guardians of Light, but because they were learning.
They observed the occupations and formations of the enemy's army.
Further away, there was another army made up entirely of young nobles.
There weren't many of them, only about two thousand.
If the logistics troops were counted, there would be about five people.
They were all good-looking. Judging from their fair skin and arrogant expressions, it was obvious that they were all nobles.
Then, the group of people's expressions became arrogant again.
It couldn't be helped. They were faced with the famous Guardians of Light, led by a Saint Samurai.
A Saint Samurai … The kind of Saint Samurai who would admit that you were evil after you slashed someone.
Anyone with a bit of intelligence would not want to have a conflict with such a person.
After they left, thousands of Golden Sons surrounded them.
Before they came to Hollevin from Fareins, the First Princess Stephanie had warned them many times not to mess with the Golden Sons or do anything bad in front of them.
Otherwise, even the royal family couldn't save you!
They all remembered that.
Also, their families were capable of collecting intelligence, and they were quite aware of the reputation of the Golden Sons.
However, they weren't as intimidating as the Guardians of Light.
After all, what you get on paper is ultimately shallow.
After the Guardians of Light entered, many players followed suit.
Soon, the place became much more spacious.
Then, a young noble walked up to Roland and asked, "Are you Mr. Roland?"
Roland nodded.
"The First Princess asked me to report to you. She said that you will make arrangements for us."
This young nobleman took out a letter?
"She asked me to give this to you."
Roland opened the letter and looked at the handwriting.
Was it written by a woman?
It was also signed with the seal of the Fareins royal family.
The letter asks Roland to keep these young people in check. They are all descendants of nobles in the Fareins Kingdom?
It was the future of Fareins.
Not all of the young nobles were useless. Among the two thousand people?
Ninety percent of them really wanted to train.
Only a hundred or so people were nobles. Were the youths here to take credit?
These people were all descendants of great nobles, so he had to take good care of them.
Of course, if they wanted to cause trouble?
Roland could beat them at will?
As long as they didn't kill him, it didn't matter if he broke his arms or legs. After all, there were healing spells that could regenerate them.
After reading the letter, Roland asked, "What's your name?"
"Hunter Biden!"
Roland was stunned. "You're General Biden's youngest son?"
"No, I'm second." Hunter was a little nervous.
He continued, "My youngest brother's name is Richard."
Fortunately, it's not the eldest … Roland vaguely remembered that King Edward of Fareins seemed to say that Biden's youngest son had a special relationship with his sister-in-law.
But Biden's youngest son seemed to be quite capable.
But Biden's youngest son seemed to be quite capable.
He was level seven. He was the highest-leveled in the Fareins noble army.
It seemed that Stephanie didn't choose random people. Her appointed commander?
At least he was capable.
"Then what's your plan?" asked Roland.
Hunter stood up straight. "The First Princess asked us to follow your orders."
Roland thought for a moment and said, "You'll continue to be stationed here?
Wait for a while?
Then go to the Realm of Devils and take a look. "
"Okay?
No problem. "
Hunter nodded, returned to the army, and repeated Roland's words.
As a result, there was a commotion over there. A group of people started arguing.
About thirty people cursed at Hunter, while Roland watched them in silence.
He watched Hunter try his best to explain, and watched those people grow more and more arrogant.
In the end, more than twenty people walked toward Roland.
Hunter tried to persuade them anxiously, but they were unmoved and walked straight to Roland.
In fact, not just Roland, many players nearby were attracted by the commotion.
The twenty or so people stopped in front of Roland and sized him up.
Roland also looked at them in silence and didn't say anything.
After a moment of silence, a rather sunny young man who was obviously good at socializing walked out of the twenty people.
He stared at Roland and said, "Are you the Grand Mage Roland that the First Princess mentioned?"
Roland raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly.
"Sorry to take up some of your time." The young man seemed quite polite. His smile was infectious and friendly. "Although the First Princess said that we have to listen to you, I would like to ask, have you ever led an army, sir?"
"No, I'm better at one-on-one battles." Roland paused for a moment and said, "I'm also a good commander in squad battles."
"In that case, you're not capable of leading us." The young man continued with a smile. "An army battle is different from a squad battle. It involves a lot of things. Those who don't have the knowledge in that regard can't do a good job."
Roland hummed and said, "So what are you saying?"
"Since you were recommended by Her Highness the First Princess, I believe you must be very capable." The young man pointed at the army of nobles behind them. "But we're all honorable, so none of us can be sacrificed. Do you understand me?"
"You want to stay in the rear and not participate in the battle? That's not a problem. That's our plan. "
The young man waved his hand. "That's not what I meant. We'll participate in the battle too, but we'll only kill the devils that we can kill without getting hurt. Do you understand me, sir? "
Understood! Of course he did!
He wanted Roland to tie up the devils and deliver them to them to be killed.
"That's fine, but at what price?"
Roland didn't feel insulted. He was well aware of what the nobles of this world were like.
Their ideas and worldviews were very different from those of the players.
What many players found incredible and incomprehensible was common sense in their eyes.
For example, they still did it even though the First Princess had repeatedly ordered them not to have a conflict with the Golden Sons.
Just because they felt that … as nobles, as long as they were tactful and not so straightforward, it wouldn't be a conflict.
"Didn't you agree to let us come and claim credit?"
"We did agree to let you come and claim credit, but we didn't say we'd protect you or go along with you." Roland smiled.
The young man's expression was a little puzzled. He looked at his companions around him and found that they looked equally confused, so he continued, "With so many of us noble heirs here, none of you are willing to obey us? Didn't the king ask us to come and recruit our own team and private army? "
Huh?
Roland was stunned.
Then he realized that the king of Fareins was digging a hole.
He probably wanted these nobles to continue to recruit some Golden Sons for the use of the Fareins Kingdom.
After all, undying Warriors and Mages would be a great weapon for any family to get their hands on.
At the same time, looking at how many Golden Sons each noble family could recruit, it showed how strong their foundation was.
Of course … the royal family didn't need this.
His daughter, Stephanie, had already caught Roland, the one with the greatest potential among the Golden Sons!
So that was the king's idea. However, Stephanie knew more about the Golden Sons, so in her letter to Roland, she said … as long as they weren't killed.
"There may be people willing to obey you." Roland pointed to the players around him. "As long as you offer a high enough reward, there will always be people willing to go with you. Whether or not you can rope them in will depend on your ability. "
The young man looked at the Golden Sons around him, a little confused, then he said, "How about Mr. Roland help me choose a few people, and for every person willing to join my family, I'll pay you a gold coin as an introduction fee."
A gold coin, a lot of money!
If it were Roland two years ago, he probably would've accepted this task.
But now … after handing over the multiple teleportation magic array to the Goddess of Magic, he wouldn't be short of money in the future. Money was no longer as important as dignity and face.
He shook his head and said, "I'm not interested, you can deal with it yourselves. But there's still one thing I have to say, if you stay here, you have to abide by the rules here. You'd better not do things that are more insulting to the dignity of nobles, or don't blame me if you're killed. "
The young noble looked at the players around him, stepped forward, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Roland, just tell us, are we going to the front line or not?"
"No need," Roland said with a smile. "So you can recruit people with peace of mind, but remember, if others don't agree, you must not force them, or I can't guarantee your safety."
"Got it!"
The young noble looked at the players around him, eager to try, especially the female players who added Charm, who were his main targets.
Then he looked back at Roland. "I'm deeply impressed that Mr. Roland seduced the queen of this small country two years ago. I'm also quite interested in other people's wives. Let's exchange our experiences later. "
Roland's face immediately became as dark as the bottom of a pot.
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