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Chapter 511 Noble Language

It is true that all the Valkyrie troops are made up of women, but are these women ordinary women?

That was an army of the toughest girls in the entire Merlo City.

Among them, Mordred, needless to say, is the strongest knight instructor in Merlo City. In terms of combat power alone, the knights in Merlo City are the strongest. Even Arthur and Gawain consider themselves no match for him.

Captain Ashley is also a master swordsman. The Valkyrie unit is now divided into two parts. The main force is the Valkyrie. There is only one unit in total, but the worst female soldiers in it are junior professionals.

Another unit is called the Female Warrior Unit, which is the reserve unit of the Valkyrie Unit. It has three regiments. Except for a few officers who are professionals, most of them are ordinary soldiers. Only those who become professionals are eligible to become official members of the Valkyrie Unit.

member.

Coupled with Aslan's preference for the Valkyrie troops, it is no exaggeration to say that their equipment is as elite as his Merlot army.

"What did you just say?" The patrolling combat squad leader drew out his sword, and the sword instantly burst into red light in his hand.

"Senior swordsman!" the guard said in surprise.

Duke Durandal also looked over curiously.

"You guys should sincerely apologize. The captain of the Valkyrie Troops is famous for protecting his shortcomings. I made him angry. You are not facing one or two mentor-level experts." The veteran saw the female squad leader.

Looking eager to try, he quickly reminded me.

Duke Durandal was a little surprised now. The other party actually had a mentor-level strongman as his background. In order not to affect the subsequent penetration into the people, Duke Durandal winked at the captain of the guard.

The captain of the guard had no choice but to stand up: "I'm sorry, I apologize for the rudeness of my men just now."

"Is this an apology?" The female monitor saw the look of the head guard and became even more angry.

The veteran immediately shouted: "Monitor Tan Li, have you forgotten what the lord once said? The school is a holy place of civilization and the future of the youth of Mero City. A strong youth will make the country strong! A wise youth will make the country wise! A rich youth will make the country rich! You

Do you want to do it at the school gate?"

The veteran's words immediately inspired female squad leader Tan Li. She quickly put away the long sword in her hand, lowered her head and said.

"Sorry! I was rude just now."

Duke Durandal was shocked. He carefully savored what the veteran said just now.

"A strong young man will make a country strong! A wise young man will make a country wise! A rich young man will make a country rich!"

This time Duke Durandal was no longer as arrogant as he was at the beginning. Instead, he lowered his attitude and apologized in person. Only then did Squad Leader Tan Li nod with satisfaction and pointed at the guards to step aside.

"The lord has an order! Those who enter the school must dismount the nobles and knights, and are not allowed to enter the school with weapons." Tan Li said firmly.

Duke Durandal nodded and asked the guards to hand over their weapons. The captain of the guard wanted to refuse, but Duke Durandal glared back and obediently handed over his sword.

The environment inside the school is very good, and the greenery is no worse than the courtyards of many nobles. Duke Durandal couldn't help but nod.

"Judging from the looks of you, you should all be veterans of many battles on the battlefield! Why don't you continue to use your talents in the army." Duke Durandal asked pointedly.

The veteran shook his head and said: "We want to, but our body is disabled and our combat effectiveness is not as good as when we were at our peak, so we have no choice but to retire."

"Retirement!" Duke Durandal was slightly surprised, but he didn't pay much attention to this word. It probably meant something similar to dismissal.

"Your lord is really too much! Obviously you are all still qualified warriors."

The veteran was not angry, and shook his head and said: "We consider ourselves to be qualified warriors, but the lord does not allow it. He said that we have already paid a heavy price to defend Mero City, and we should stop and rest. The next war will be over.

It’s time for the new recruits to take charge and let us heroes live a good life.”

"Hero!" the captain of the guard sneered and laughed.

The veteran was also very embarrassed and said: "I don't think I am worthy of the title of hero. What kind of hero am I? I just killed more than a dozen soldiers from the ten alliances in the defense of Merlox."

At this time, many children playing in the playground saw the veterans approaching and stopped and raised their hands to salute.

The veteran also straightened his back and raised his hand in return.

When Duke Durandal saw this scene, his face could not help but become solemn, because he did not see a trace of awe in the child's eyes, but simple admiration.

These children may admire the deeds of veterans, or they may admire the careers of veterans.

No matter which one, it proves the quality and thinking of the students in this school. As long as they are properly trained, they are all born professional knights.

"There are fifteen teaching buildings in the school. Each teaching building has five floors. Each floor has four classes. Each class has forty to five students. Merlo No. 1 Primary School is the education center of the entire Merlox Province.

The primary school with the best level and quality." The veteran said proudly.

Duke Durandal couldn't help but show a solemn expression.

"There are actually more than 12,000 students in this school." Duke Durandal said in shock.

The captain of the guard behind him couldn't help but take a breath of air.

There are more than 10,000 students. How many people in Mero City can afford to send their children to study?

"About this number." The veteran said with a smile.

Duke Durandal couldn't help but reveal a glint in his eyes. He suddenly saw a little girl sitting under a big tree, holding a book and reading. He walked over curiously. When he saw the book in the little girl's hand clearly,

He couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

It is actually a complete collection of knight training rules and cavalry group tactics that only nobles are qualified to learn.

"Are you a child of a noble family?" Duke Durandal asked in noble language.

This aristocratic language is only spread among nobles, and even knights are not qualified to learn it.

Obviously, he regarded him as a nobleman as a matter of course.

When she heard someone saying hello, Gwennaville subconsciously raised her head, quickly closed the book, and looked at the kind-faced old man who suddenly appeared in front of her with confusion.

"Noble! No, I never thought I was a noble." Guineaville did not answer in the aristocratic language, but in the common language of the continent. Aslan did not ask her to learn the aristocratic language. Arturia taught her that.

, and she also agreed very much with what Aslan said.

Only a language that can be understood by the people is a real language. Only a few people can master the language, which is just an inferior means of forcibly distinguishing the nobility from the people.

Duke Durandal was slightly startled when he heard this. It was obvious that the little girl in front of him understood what he said, but his answer was a bit intriguing.

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