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Chapter Forty-Five: Reorganization Three

Many neighborhoods in Norland City are still being rebuilt. The biggest and most direct impact of this on Aranza is that there are fewer places where he can take Troxi to hang out. The two of them had just chatted for a few words, but they found that they had walked back.

Starting point. Aranza felt a sense of disappointment in her heart, and suddenly found that the warmth he felt with his relatives had suddenly become a luxury, and was replaced by insufficient time and many things waiting to be dealt with.

The two returned to the living room. After a cup of tea, Troxi took out a magic teleportation scroll with the destination of Brett City from her space bracelet and placed it casually on the tea table, preparing to say goodbye to Aranza.

"Good brother, I have to go back." Troxi patted Aranza on the shoulder and said with a smile. Her smile showed a brief reluctance, and then a little bit of relief - his brother,

She has finally grown up and can protect herself without her having to worry about it.

Aranza nodded, but did not reply. He was afraid that saying a few reluctant words would affect his sister's mood.

"Right."

At this time, Troxi suddenly remembered something, and her straightforward face showed a rare seriousness, and said: "Have you found out who is the person who is embarrassing the Thorns Mercenary Group behind the Mercenary Guild?"

"Well, not yet," Aranza answered honestly, "but I think those guys behind the scenes will definitely not give up. I will block as many of their little tricks as they come, and sooner or later I will force them out. In this way...

There is no need to deliberately investigate."

"That's right."

Tracy did not question Aranza, nor did she even express emotions like worry. She knew that Aranza could sense her emotions, so between two people who trusted each other, many things were self-evident.

Tracy did not continue the topic, but put her hands on her slender waist. Her thoughtful expression made this usually simple and rough female general look vaguely cute. Just when Aranza was lost in thought, she

Suddenly he clapped his hands and finally said: "I need to know your plan so that I can plan my route according to your plan."

"Well……"

After hearing what Tracy said, Aranza realized that he didn't seem to have any long-term plans.

"Deal first, the Awakener or the Lane family?"

It was only then that Troxi showed her position in her words. The Awakeners and the Lane family were undoubtedly the two biggest enemies of the Thorn Mercenary Group and the Norland Army at this time.

What surprised Tracy was that when she decided the options were two, Aranza's answer seemed to require no thinking at all. He only frowned slightly, then raised the tea cup on the table and drank it in one gulp.

, then answered: "Well, I will deal with the Lane family first, and then destroy the awakened ones!"

Tracy did not hide her surprise and said: "This will destroy the image you have just established in the eyes of the people."

"Yes."

Aranza nodded prepared and said: "But this is enough after the Thorn Mercenary Group has passed the ultimatum of the Mercenary Guild... And the current situation is an opportunity for me...

Well, the major families have divided their forces to support the Orcs, and among the troops remaining in the human land, most of the spearheads are still aimed at the Awakened. I will deal with the Lane family first, and then go back and deal with the weakened Awakened, killing two birds with one stone."

"Indeed."

Aranza's answer left Trothy with no reason to argue. Although reality would be more complicated and confusing than words, most of her ideas were concise and concise. She thought about it and found that there was no topic to discuss, so she gave it to Alan.

After giving Sa a hug, he no longer hesitated, tore open the magic scroll and left, leaving only a fiery red back.

But Aranza just stood there blankly, until the last remaining fluctuations of space magic disappeared in the living room, and then let out a long sigh.

He shook his head vigorously to stop himself from thinking about farewell. At this time, the sky outside the window had already darkened and the night had completely closed, and a silent drama was quietly playing on the dark stage.

Kim Gates' neatly dressed fat figure appeared next to Aranza at some point and whispered: "Master, the army has gathered in the square."

Aranza finally recovered from his trance. He smiled awkwardly, but did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he turned around on the large animal skin sofa and under the table. At the same time, he motioned for Kim Gates to sit down as well and said: "

Well, Fatty, I think you should know the reason why I summoned the army."

This fat man, who got out of his career as a slave owner and joined the Thorn Mercenary Group because he was appreciated by Jessi Asolon, became more stable and resolute after being tempered by wars. To put it bluntly, Kim Gates

He has transformed into an excellent military talent in all aspects. But at this moment, sitting opposite Aranza, he had a little nervousness on his face. He opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "It's because of a man named'

The soldiers of the Flame Wind Eagle... This is my responsibility. When I was recruiting them, I didn't realize that this person's qualities were so strange..."

"Well, there's no need to blame yourself."

Aranza saw Kim Gates's mood, and first comforted her, and then said: "When our numbers expand to a certain level, you can no longer cover everything. You can only say... well, maintain the overall quality of the army.

Now, I want to rectify this army, and before that, I want to know your opinion."

This was a very long discussion, and even thousands of years later, countless scholars are still laboriously consuming their pen and ink to guess what kind of consensus a future king and his men have reached. The only thing that can be certain is that from this

After that, the Norland Army began to embark on a path full of glory and blood.

The night once again sank a little deeper into the bottomless darkness. It wasn't until the soldiers who had been gathering for a long time began to wonder if the soldiers who were delivering the order had played a damn joke on them that two figures slowly stepped across the dark road and appeared in front of them.

Under the faint light of the magic street lights in the square, there are Aranza and Kim Gates.

The whispering team immediately fell silent. Many of them had already inquired about the general story of the matter. However, in the eyes of the soldiers, they just naturally defined the matter as a self-righteous colleague who happened to go out for instant noodles.

leader, and then was decapitated by the leader's sword. But having said that, this colleague is not a weird one. At least after a series of exchanges, the soldiers who got various versions of information rarely unified it unanimously. This man is named "

The guy "Eagle of the Fiery Wind" is so arrogant that it's a miracle that he survived for so long.

Aranza glanced at the army under the night. The surviving soldiers of the original Norland army were combined with the mercenaries who licked blood from their swords, making them like a lion that was not neat enough, but rough enough, but violent enough.

He didn't have any unnecessary nonsense, but went straight to the point. He used a magic scroll to bless himself with amplification magic. His plain but powerful voice resounded throughout the audience and said, "Well, I think you already know. I gathered you here."

Here’s the reason.”

There was a slight commotion under the field, but it was subtle enough that if you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't have noticed it at all.

"Of course, don't worry, I will not be angry with the entire army because of one soldier's negligence," Aranza continued. "As we all know, your commander is King Gates, and he is a member of my mercenary group.

One of the members, I think you should know what I mean, just as a matter of fact, I, Aranza Tulip, son of the Hero King Hercules, am your supreme commander!"

There was a commotion in the audience, but this time it was not concealed at all, and was even slightly enthusiastic. As for Aranza, who was standing on the stage, he could detect the excitement emanating from most of the soul points without having to carefully sense it.

.This is due to Aranza's identity as the son of the Hero King. In fact, this identity alone is enough for most warriors to surrender to Aranza.

The human race is a race that has the concept of blood and family, and has a sense of glory. For most unknown family members, it is a rare honor to be able to create a history of war with the sons of a once glorious bloodline. Every bloodline member

The deeds of their sons are all qualified to be recorded in history. Of course, whether they are really enough to be recorded in history still needs to be proved by their strength. And their followers also occupy a corner of history. Even just a few words are enough for future generations.

Be proud of them. This is the source of their glory.

At this moment, in the eyes of the soldiers, Aranza standing on the makeshift podium was like a rising star.

But his words were not over yet.

Suddenly, the soldiers felt an inexplicable coldness. When they looked for the source of this coldness in horror, they were shocked to find that this coldness came from the rising star - him.

His eyes were covered with ice and snow, blowing across every soldier's face like a biting cold wind.

At this time, Aranza had completely erased his previous slightly casual demeanor. His appearance was dignified, and his white hair shone with a cold light under the light of the magic lamp. A sense of majesty naturally emanated from his body. Even

Kim Gates, who has followed Aranza for a long time, saw his leader display such a shocking temperament for the first time.

Yes, shocking. Kim Gates could only use this word to describe Aranza at this time. He did nothing, just stood like this, but like a mountain rising from the ground, just with its majestic height,

No one is allowed to shake it.

Although Kim Gates had only seen the King of Heroes in the picture album, at this moment, standing behind Aranza, in the eyes of Kim Gates, Aranza's back was no different from that of the King of Heroes.

It was only then that Fatty suddenly realized that he was really running alongside the bloodline of a king.


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