Lord of the North

"My lord, the Legion Commander invites you in."

After a while, the bearded Monroe came out from inside, came to Jason and said respectfully.

"Thank you."

Jason smiled and said, then took out a small bag of gold coins and handed it to him to express his gratitude. If it weren't for this bearded man, the current situation might be very troublesome, so it is necessary to thank him.

"My lord, I can't accept this." But Monroe hurriedly waved his hand and took a step back.

"..."

Jason looked at him speechlessly, even though they had strict military discipline, they couldn't accept what they rewarded him?

"The sergeant major issued repeated orders, soldiers must never accept money, treasures, and those who disobeyed the order..." He swallowed at this point, a little nervous: "The disobedient beheaded to show the public."

"So cruel?"

Jason was horrified, the rule he made in Iron Fang was that money takers would be expelled from the barracks, and would never be accepted into the army, so this person's future was basically ruined, because it had left a stain on his image trace.

I didn't expect to know it until I came to Lucca City, there is no most ruthless, only more ruthless!

"That's right, I absolutely cannot accept this kind of thing. After all, I still have old parents and three children waiting to be fed..."

Monroe began to chatter about his family's situation, if he collapsed this family, it would be over, and please raise your hand and so on.

"Okay, I see." Jason stretched out his hand and interrupted him, but he didn't expect this rough guy to have a chatterbox mode.

"I'm going to meet your legion commander first." Then he took Lancelot and Violet and the others forward. He didn't mention the material gratitude again, just keep the gratitude in mind.

This bag of gold coins was Jason's thanks to him for helping him just now, but since their military discipline is strict, Jason has nothing to do, otherwise he will be harmed.

"Uh..." Monroe stretched out his hand in embarrassment and stopped them.

"What's the matter?" Jason was a little puzzled, he was fine just now, why was he suddenly not allowed in?

"Master Legion Commander said that only you are allowed to go in by yourself."

"Why?"

Jason narrowed his eyes,

It's not a small airs to see myself alone.

"Me too... I don't know, the leader of the legion didn't explain."

Monroe felt sweat on his forehead, and he suddenly felt a heavy pressure from this young man who was still smiling at first.

"grown ups?"

Lancelot stepped forward and asked in a low voice. At this time, Jason needs to make up his own mind, but he still advises Jason not to risk himself.

Violet on the side also looked at Jason nervously. Although she had a good status, she was nothing in front of the cold war machine of the army.

"fine."

Jason reached out his hand to signal them to rest assured that although he was injured, his strength was still there, at least he would not be taken down quietly.

And as long as there is a fluctuation of extraordinary power in this room, Lancelot can rush in to save him in an instant.

"You wait outside, I will go in and meet this Sir Zora Odinson myself."

The corners of Jason's mouth were slightly raised, and he didn't seem to be angry at his faux pas.

"Be careful." Violet said worriedly, holding his hand.

Monroe on the side chewed and twitched, this is not a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair, as for that?

"Don't worry, I'm strong." Jason scratched her nose and comforted her with a smile, but the bandage on his head made his words very unconvincing.

"Yes." Violet nodded, and then let go of her hand.

"Lead the way." Jason turned and looked at Monroe and said softly, as if he was not dissatisfied with the previous incident at all.

"My lord, please first."

Monroe hurriedly stretched out his hand and said that he felt that the aura emanating from this young man was becoming more and more terrifying.

Jason didn't say a word. He came to the door ahead of Monroe and knocked on the door lightly, but no one responded. He frowned. Is this trying to give himself a blow? The legion commander doesn't seem to have a very good attitude towards himself.

"Uh, my lord, Lord Legion Commander said that you can just go in." Monroe cautiously reminded: "There is no need to knock on the door again."

Jason was a little dazed when he heard the words, what kind of rules are these? This army leader is really casual.

But even though he was thinking wildly, he still stretched out his hand and pushed open the door in front of him, but Jason didn't see a single figure inside.

"Where's your legion commander?" He turned his head and asked.

"Are you still there just now? You might be in the back room right now. You should be reading a book." Monroe stretched out his head carefully for a glance, then retracted immediately, and whispered to Jason.

"As for being so scared?" Jason couldn't help but rolled his eyes, walked in, and closed the door by the way.

"Chief Zola, Jason Lopez is here to visit." It would be rude to enter the back room without the owner's permission, so Jason stood at the door and said loudly.

"come in."

After a while, a voice came from inside, but he seemed to be wearing armor, so he couldn't hear the voice very clearly.

In desperation, Jason had no choice but to go inside, but he was stunned for a moment, because the leader of the legion was actually wearing a full set of armor.

In other words, is it true that the Zola Legion Commander never disarms his armor in the army?

"Your Highness, Second Prince, can you help me remove my armor?"

"What?"

…………………

"You mean someone went to the military camp in Lucca tonight?" Gilbert stood up from his chair, walked to his subordinate and stared at him and asked.

"Yes, master, there was a little conflict between them, but they were suppressed by another group of soldiers in the end."

"What did they say?" Gilbert took out his gold coin depicting a smiling demon, flying up and down between his fingers.

"The subordinates didn't dare to get too close to them, so they didn't hear anything."

"Barracks?"

Gilbert didn't blame him when he heard the words, but waved him to retreat, while he walked up and down in the underground hall.

"Jason Lopez, it's really interesting. It seems that you are the old king's back-hand?" He stood in front of a pillar, looking at the hideous demon relief on it, and muttered to himself.

"Keith, I asked you to summon the ghost servants scattered in the north, how are you preparing?"

"More than 50 people have been summoned, and more than 100 ghost servants are on their way."

The person who spoke to Gilberg before came out of the darkness, holding an ice-blue glass ball in his hand. He stared at the glass ball for a while and said softly.

"When the Ghost Attendants are assembled, send them out to kill that man." Gilbert said with a smile, referring to Lancelot.

"What about Jason Lopez?" Keith raised his head and asked, wouldn't it be easier if he could be dealt with together?

"The death of an outsider will not be a big problem, but a member of the royal family died in the jurisdiction of Lucca City, and Zora Odinson will go crazy."

This is one of the few people in the north who feels troublesome. His achievements and past are really brilliant, but he was sent by the old king to the north to manage the garrison.

In addition, what makes him feel more troublesome is that Zora Odinson is so mysterious, a high-ranking person in the kingdom, no one knows what he looks like, and even knows nothing about his talents and preferences!

"I see, my lord."