Chapter 65: The Conquest King's Legacy Below

  The sky had just begun to brighten, and Dean, who was snuggled up in his sleeping bag inside the tent, was disturbed once again. The leader was still Hurd, who had been the first to appear in Dean's field of vision last night.

  At this moment, the tall and sturdy Gao Sai knight is preparing breakfast on his own with two soldiers disguised as mercenaries - the barbarians' bonfire will not be used by them, and these Gao Sai people will not bother to have unpleasantness with the barbarians for such things. After all, they bear important responsibilities, and there are not only one tribe of barbarians in this snowy forest.

  The barbarians may have internal strife, but when the enemy comes from outside, they will unite as one.

  It is precisely because of this unity that they have been able to maintain their presence in the snowy forests, becoming a force that even the Emerald Kingdom cannot underestimate - the existence of the Seandel fortress outside Wobang County is precisely to prevent this force from being underestimated; of course, it has not played its role in the past five years.

  But it became a bridgehead-like existence in an unexpected war.

  And that war was the Blood Moon War, which took place shortly after.

  Even up to the Second Sundering, Caer Druzhin remained as solid as ever; if not for the so-called 'allies', it would still uphold the Emerald Covenant, standing outside of Waystone County and overlooking the northern lands of the Emerald Dominion.

  And it was able to be so solid, naturally is Waubonsee County every year non-stop expansion, reinforcement.

  And its expansion and fortification were for the purpose of preventing barbarians.

  So the barbarians were absolutely powerful, and even the jade nobles looked down on these 'uncivilized' nations in the same way.

  Of course, even the strongest castle is useless if there are enemies within.

  And Dean, facing these 'allies', these internal openers of the Seandel fortress, his hatred in his heart had long been substantialized, but on his face, he wore a humble smile.

  "Sir, hello, I need a job... You see that I'm strong enough and don't have any diseases, I also have my own weapon and armor..."

  "Go away, we don't need outsiders!"

  Herd pushed Dean away, who was disguised, and lifted one foot to kick Dean's coat away from the bonfire - it was clear that last night's probe had not only made this high knight lose his vigilance against this broken mercenary, but also didn't care about him at all.

  It was very natural for this high-ranking knight to have the "head held high" of a Knight Lord.

  After all, in the eyes of the other party, the mercenary played by Dean is absolutely not a good guy - survived another battle where the whole army was destroyed; if it wasn't for his overwhelming strength, then he must be timid like a mouse; and from Dean's 'performance', it would definitely not be the former.

  Therefore, Heerde did not need to be polite to his opponent at all.

  Of course, more importantly, Dean is an Emerald Person.

  Between countries, there are always differences, aren't there?

  "Alright, sir..."

  Dean, who was pushed away and had his coat kicked open, didn't show the slightest anger, still wearing a flattering and pleasing smile on his face - just like those middle-aged mercenaries.

  No more youthful passion and bravery, only smoothness and worldliness remain.

  Because they have long been tormented by the fear of life and death, only these are left.

  Mercenaries, thieves and assassins, these three easily confused professions are so similar that they are often mixed up - all get paid to do things for people, then... have a high mortality rate.

  "Our employer will be coming here to eat soon, outsiders are not welcome here!"

  Seeing Dean's performance, Hurd became more and more disgusted with this mercenary. When his two subordinates were making a fire to cook, he repeatedly drove Dean away.

  And just like before, Dean disguised as a mercenary, showed obedience that belonged to someone of his age.

  However, Dean did not leave but instead squatted outside the yurt with a flattering and pleasing smile on his face while revealing a hint of pleading.

  It was as if he hoped that the people inside the felt tent would take pity on him and let him in again, and also seemed to hope that the people inside would give him a new job.

  However, neither Hurd, who entered first, nor the unknown knight, grand knight, or even Wizard Momon, noticed Dean squatting there.

  It's even the kind that is seen but not visible.

  And their haughty attitude was something Dean had expected all along - the Knights of the Conqueror King were notorious for being 'proud'!

  As for wizards?

  Although some are affable, such as those within the Free Federation, more are reclusive.

  Although Mo-mong didn't have the strength of those loners, he had completely inherited their personalities; whether in Dein's memories or now.

  Dean's fawning, ingratiating smile was replaced by disappointment as he crouched there, like those desperate people whose last hope had been crushed.

  And such an expression even more so, caused people inside and outside the felt tent to laugh at him.

  "Another guy who's betting everything he's got!"

  "What a pitiful person!"

  "Don't believe those merchants' words of getting rich, it won't end well!"

  ……

  As the conversation went back and forth, Dean's head sank lower and lower, until finally, as if he couldn't bear the humiliation any longer, he thought about walking to the other end of the camp - The relationship between mercenaries and merchants is mostly that of employer and employee, but sometimes there are some special cases.

  For example, a merchant who cannot afford to pay enough wages may have some excellent news about making a fortune. They will look for suitable partners to travel with; of course, in order to maximize profits, most of these partners are mercenaries who take on protective duties. For even greater profit, these mercenaries will also use their accumulated gold to purchase more goods and horses, and set off together.

  Of course, if it's successful, everyone will be delighted.

  But once failed, it will naturally be a complete loss.

  It's as if Dean is just an ordinary person in their eyes.

  "Tsk, can't even be patient? Originally, I was going to give him some breakfast!"

  "A rat in a sewer is only fit for digging food in the sewer!"

  "Right, right, the rat in the sewer!"

  Jesting words from those high-ranking soldiers who pretended to be mercenaries.

  As a nation left by the Conqueror King, facing other nations, the Gao Sai people always have an innate sense of superiority, and at any time, they must be one step ahead.

  It was as if he had been humiliated, and Dean did not appear when these high-ranking people left.

  As for this, some of the high-ranking soldiers were disappointed and still wanted to have some fun before departing.

  What about those two knights and the grand knight, as well as the wizard?

  They didn't even put someone like Dean in their sights.

  And it was about twenty minutes after the departure of Gao Sai's team that Dean left the barbarian's hut - of course, he was absolutely not suitable to say anything to the barbarian chief now.

  After all, there were more important things for him to attend to now.

  Fortunately, Dean's disguise allowed him to leave without arousing any suspicion - undoubtedly, Dean's caution had paid off once again.

  Just as Dean said before - he came here to find enough troops to cope with the Blood Moon War!

  So... if something were to appear that could turn the entire Blood Moon War around, he wouldn't let it go.

  What would be the scene if Fender didn't get the Conqueror King's sword and wouldn't become the king of Gao Sai?

  At least Jade won't be attacked from both sides!

  After all, Fender's younger brother and the old king's daughter still have a pretty good impression of Feicui, especially the latter, who has a good private relationship with the Grand Duchess.

  And such a handkerchief exchange often plays an unexpected role.

  ……

  Dean walked through the snowy forest, circling around tree after tree, leaving two clear footprints in the snow.

  After more than ten minutes, he stopped in his tracks and looked around cautiously.

  When he saw the marks on a big tree, he immediately came under the tree and started digging down quickly - although the traces of Gao Sai's car team would not disappear in a short time, this did not mean that Dean had a reason to indulge himself in wasting time.

  The snow was shoveled away, revealing the slightly stiff frozen earth beneath.

  However, compared with yesterday, it has improved a lot.

  As soon as Dean's fingers touched the hard hilt, he immediately gripped it tightly and pulled outward - worried that the "Devil's Dagger" would hurt himself, when burying the "Devil's Dagger", the blade tip was facing downward.

  After all, 【Demon Blood Dagger】 doesn't distinguish between friend and foe.

  If someone were to be injured by the "Devil's Blood Dagger", Dean's joke would become a big deal.

  Even if 【Blood Absorption】can't be triggered, 【Mild Toxin】isn't a joke either.

  Even if he passed the test three times, Dean didn't want to experience that feeling of being invaded by toxins again - because it would remind him of his most unbearable past.

  Wow!

  Dein exhaled a mouthful of air, and instantly, the mud on the [Demon Blood Dagger] was blown off. Looking at the gleaming, twisted blade, Dein's eyes revealed an even colder gaze than the blade itself.

  The blade is extremely cold.

  And murderous intent is like a knife.