Thirteen Rose, who has not been educated by the Tenth Knights for more than two hundred years, still has not yet reacted to why he was beaten.

"Wait a minute, I'll go back to Rome with you to meet the dictator Caesar." Palmiro chased out and greeted Velgilio and Renato.

"Oh, the fifth Skylark." Vergilio glanced at Palmiro. After Caesar's resurrection, Vergilio's connection with these legions was significantly strengthened. At least the two sides were almost passers-by before, but now, say hello.

Well, because the other party was once Caesar's direct line. As for light and shadow blocking, stop joking. Even if you can cut through the light, will the Tenth Knight not shine by himself? The reason why he can say hello is also because the other party was once the direct line of the emperor.

Maybe there were many reasons in the past, but the 10th Knights Legion firmly believed that when the emperor came back, these guys would once again unite around the emperor. Of course, this time, I must be the boss. I couldn't say this before. Now, Huh, let's see what this is!

After all, the Tenth Knights Legion is reasonable. No matter how much physics is, it is a kind of rationality. In the past, no matter how many people in front of the Caesars, I was the boss. Even if his fists could knock all these guys to the ground, this could not solve the problem of bloodline.

However, Vergilio has now achieved a miracle that the 10th Knights Legion has not completed for more than two hundred years, successfully changed his bloodline and has a superior identity. They now also have the eagle emblem customized by Caesar.

So after completing the first step to become a direct line, the tenth knight has begun to move towards the boss's goal, the fifth Skylark, the ninth Spain, the twelve thunder and lightning, the thirteenth rose, and the fourteenth combination. Although they are all the fish-bottomed legions, they are all under the emperor. First, let this group of people admit that the tenth Eagle Flag legion is the boss.

As for whether there will be any problems with the process, in Vergilio's opinion, there is no problem. The most rare step has passed. As long as the rest is well reasoned and not physics, there is nothing to do.

Well, Vergilio now didn't expect that as the commander of the 10th Knights' Legion, he was still killed by a car. Perhaps because his admiration for Caesar was not perverted enough, he was beaten up by a group when he showed up with these legions in the later stage.

Of course, Vergilio, who doesn't know these things now, holds the idea that I am about to become the first direct descendant of Caesar, and his mentality is very stable.

With this mentality and looking at Palmiro, Vergilio was obviously a little excited. Isn’t the meaning of life showing off their faces in front of these formerly belonging to the Caesar’s direct lineage, so that they can know who is the real direct lineage and who is the boss?

Palmiro looked at Vergilio in a little puzzled manner, and inexplicably felt that the other party had a psychological advantage, but thinking about this guy's record, he didn't say anything.

The three of them walked together and separated from the camp of the 10th Knights' Army. Renato saw the questions in his heart.

"Palmiro, tell me what's going on, why didn't anyone care about me when I went to complain in the morning?" Renato said with a depressed look on his face. "Can't even the magistrate's integrity say a few words of conscience?"

This was a bit outrageous, but Palmiro did not refute it. After all, anyone who was beaten up and came to Perennis to argue with reasonable and legal requirements, but he was a little angry when he was half fooled by the other party.

Even if it is because of the current situation and the achievements and strength of the 10th Knights' Legion cannot be handled in practice, at least it must be able to live up to its face. What is this? Favoritism is not so biased, it is really too much!

"Uh, Renato, don't you know that the Tenth Knights' Legion is a historical issue? Moreover, the Tenth Knights' Legion will often fight the Thirteenth Rose Legion at some time, and even your talents are beaten out like this." Parmiro said helplessly.

"..." Renato was stunned, "I have heard of the legend behind it, but isn't this a legend? Don't tell me that this is true."

"Unfortunately, this is actually a fact, because you are the personal guards of Caesar, and the Tenth Knights Legion is not the direct line of Caesar. In addition, Thirteen Rose has experienced many difficulties with Caesar, and the Tenth Knights seem to think that all the difficulties are because you are too weak..." Palmiro sighed and began to tell Renato what Perennis told them.

Of course, because these things are hidden under history, although there are descriptions, there are obvious traces of verses. The Tenth Knights Legion could not reveal that it was because of jealousy that it beat Thirteen Rose and changed to a high-level reason.

In other words, the wars of Caesar were so difficult because of you geniuses. If I stood in the position of Thirteen Roses, I would hesitate and hesitate, and I would just crush it. And Egypt, you geniuses were actually crippled, and the emperor was still in trouble. If I were present, I would just crush it.

In short, the reason is very high-end, at least I can't see any embarrassment.

"That is to say, the tenth beating us is for our own good?" Renato said with a dark face.

"Although it's incredible, they have indeed improved your combat effectiveness. After all, a living miracle legion is here to find you to compete with you if you have something to do. It's really hard to come by for most people." A slight envy appeared on Palmiro's face, "But don't worry, the Tenth Knight Legion will not exceed a certain limit, and no one has ever died."

After hearing this, Renato's cheeks twitched twice, "That is to say, it's all like this, do I still need to thank them?"

"In fact, after His Majesty Caesar's death, such things rarely happen. The 10th Knights' Legion rarely fights with Thirteen Rose again in the past 100 years. But look, isn't His Majesty Caesar coming out again?" Palmiro spread his hands, and he felt that this was the reality.

"I think I'm weak, so I hit me?" Renato said with a dark face.

"Yes, you also see that the 10th Knights Legion was serious and faced with three talents and military spirits at the same time. It also brought an imperial will and cut it over, so in his opinion, we are indeed quite weak. The Thirteen Rose is actually the personal guard of Emperor Caesar, and he shoulders the responsibility of protecting Emperor Caesar." Palmiro was like an excellent literary critic who verified from the text that the author did not have, and he spoke very well, and even persuaded Renato.

"I want to scold people." Renato said with a dark face.

"Swear, I think during the period of Emperor Caesar, all the commanders of the Thirteen Rose of the Legion wanted to curse people." Palmiro sighed and said, "But it's okay. At least there is a super legion to accompany you to train every day, which is good for the growth of the Legion."

"..." Reanto felt moved and she burst into tears, but for some reason, intuition, he didn't think the Tenth Knights' Legion made this idea at all.

On the other hand, Vergilio had begun to recruit soldiers from the 10th Knights Legion, and had enough food and drink. After a night of cultivation, his injuries had basically recovered, and he could also start his post-war summary and lecture.

"I'm very dissatisfied with my performance yesterday!" Vergilio said loudly after purging all the soldiers, "A half-dead army soul army, a half-dead three-talent talent, took so long to solve it. Don't you know that the Emperor is watching us?"

"Also, the guy Aldashire actually ran away. At that time, we said we wanted to tear that guy to pay tribute to Thirteen Rose, because we didn't get the other person's head to pay tribute to Thirteen Rose. As a result, you all saw that Thirteen Rose is alive again, and it was the Emperor who was resurrected by himself!" Velgilio roared angrily at the top of his lungs.

"You must know that we don't care about other legions. Only Thirteen Rose is always snatching us. Although they can't fight, they are not strong in defense, and are often cut off and killed by others, the emperor has always regarded it as his personal guard. This is the gap, do you understand!" Vergilio's roar made all the soldiers of the 10th Knight Legion feel a sense of crisis.

"From today on the training, everyone will practice for me. The goal: I will not use my will to surpass my state and was beaten by the first auxiliary legion and stood up and hit them!" Vergilio roared.

When Alessandro of the First Auxiliary Legion heard this in the camp next door, he looked big and didn't use his will to surpass his state. He was so crazy, are you? How strong is this physical fitness? If you remember correctly, Aldashire's Holy Death Knight was in a miraculous state, he was beaten to death with such a punch. You actually had to eat it on the same basis!

However, when Alessandro was suspicious, the roar of the Knights' Legion had already come from the camp next door, "For the glory of the Great!"

I don’t know why after hearing this, Alessandro, full of suspicion, was shaken a little bit. Maybe the group of madmen next door could really reach that level. Without saying a word, he immediately summoned all the soldiers who were not seriously injured. The guy next door was so strong that he was almost out of the sky. He was still practicing so crazy. Can we stop?
Chapter completed!