The Emerald Tower

Under the curtain of night, the'Thunder' fell into the city of Helm with a gust of wind.

Pound Thunder led the loyalists of the Thunder family to stand quietly where the'Thunder' landed. When Dro Thunder came down, Pound Thunder and all the loyalists of the Thunder family shouted, "Patriarch, Welcome back!"

Then, a group of loyalists of the Thunder family immediately surrounded Dro Thunder and walked towards the meeting hall of Helm City.

When Dean, Gray and others walked down, only Pound Thunder stood there.

"Master Saint!"

Pound Thunder greeted him with a smile.

It's just that, no matter how you look at that smile, it's a skinny smile.

"Lord Pound Thunder!"

Dean nodded and greeted the other person without knowing it.

"This is Lord Gray, right? I heard about your deeds. It's amazing!"

Pound Thunder looked at Gray beside Dean, and said slowly with a slight scrutiny tone.

"You really praise it!"

Gray replied with a smile, and the gentle smile and handsome face made the night light up.

"Well, Maud hopes that you and Suomo will not deliberately release the water. We hope to see a real battle, especially at this time-where you will stay, I have already arranged it, please come with me!"

While talking, Pound Thunder brought Dean and others to a military camp in the inner city of Thunder City.

"That's it, if you have any needs, you can tell the guards here, they will notify me, and I will try my best to help you do it!"

After speaking, Pound Thunder left.

Dean, Gray, and Mode remained, as well as more than a dozen team captains.

Maud, Aiji and the others looked at each other, and then, after looking at the barracks on the side, they felt a sense of isolation and vigilance.

"Is he lifting us?"

The reckless Tove looked at the guards around with dissatisfaction. Suppressed anger and shouted.

"It should be so!"

Aiji smiled, also angry.

"Damn it!"

Oulen kicked the wooden stake near his foot fiercely, and the wooden stake was kicked to pieces with a bang, causing the surrounding guards to look at him. Then it became more vigilant.

With such a vigilant gaze, Dean walked towards the barracks indifferently and walked into the largest tent.

Gray naturally followed.

Mode hesitated and followed.

Then, there are more than ten team leaders.

"I'm sorry, I should be the one who caused you trouble!"

Dean sat on a blanket and said slowly.

"Hey. The noble lords have no ability to protect us. When we found a way to protect ourselves, we immediately regarded us as thorns! This is really..."

Gray sneered very cooperatively.

Suddenly, Mod and the ten team captains were taken aback for a moment, and then their complexion became more difficult to look.

Obviously, they are not stupid, it is natural for them to think why they are treated like this.

because……

Their fame among prisoners of war!

Such prestige at this time. It is a very special existence.

With a little use, it can produce unexpected effects.

"We won't fight for power, why should we treat us like this?"

Ply, the captain of civilian origin, asked puzzledly.

"Because those noble lords don't believe that we will not fight for power!"

Aiji sneered.

Aiji, who was also a civilian, had the strength of no less than any squadron leader. The reason why he still held the position of squad leader was simply because there were no more civilians in the squadron leader of the Thunder Guard Corps.

Mode is already a special case.

The remaining nine people are all nobles.

Only in this way can the high-level nobles rest assured.

And following Aiji's words, the entire tent fell into silence.

call!

A long vent sounded, breaking the silence. The gazes of the group captains looked at Mod who let out a breath.

"Under the crown, I hope I can follow you!"

Under everyone's gaze, Mode said solemnly on one knee before Dean.

"Have you decided yet?"

Dean looked at Mode and asked.

"Well, I still hesitated before returning to Helm. But now... I don't think I need to hesitate! Please allow my request!"

Mode replied, and then prostrated on the ground.

"Okay! So... you will be my substitute in Defendyland!"

As Dean said, he raised his palm and placed it on top of Mod's head.

Suddenly, the moonlight flickered.

Immediately. Mode originally only reached a considerable degree and reached the limit immediately.

At the same time, the military swordsmanship of Jade and Gaosai also flickered in Mode's mind.

This is an auxiliary ability that Dean obtained after completing the foundation of the Moon.

Although it is impossible to impart too much and advanced knowledge, some basic knowledge is completely possible.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Mode responded gratefully.

"I also hope to follow you!"

This sound rang together.

Aiji, Olen, Jack, Ply, and Tof knelt down together.

"You will be taught the corresponding knowledge by Mode!"

Dean said this, looking at the remaining five people.

"I'm sorry, we..."

The five people hesitated.

"It's okay, I respect anyone's choice!"

Dean waved his hand without the slightest request.

Because, Dean knows very well that such demands are out-of-date and are likely to be counterproductive.

What's more, as long as the real seeds are sown, everything will become natural.

And Mord and others did not despise their original colleagues either.

After all, these people are not like a few of them. They have no family members and are completely free from bondage.

Of course, because of this happening, the remaining few people couldn't stay in the tent in front of them, so they naturally changed to a tent.

And such a change was completely seen by the guards, and then truthfully reported to Pound Thunder.

"Oh, any strong castle. The interior is always fragile!"

Pound Thunder laughed.

Everything in front of him did not exceed his expectations.

Or, to be more precise, all this is in his plan.

From the prisoners of the Thunder City who had returned, they learned what Dean had done. And after personally feeling the reverence of those prisoners of war for Dean, Pound Thunder began his immediate plan.

For the Thunder City-state, all you need is the Thunder Family!

As for the other?

It's better to disappear all, even if the other party has helped.

What's more, the other party is not without restrictions. Although the opponent is very powerful, Defendylan's restrictions are also very strong. Pound Thunder, who knows this well, sneered again.

He has already begun to think about the follow-up plan.

If Dean can't see the reality well, don't blame him for being cruel.

"Continue to monitor everything about them!"

Pound Thunder ordered.

"Yes!"

The guard immediately turned and walked out.

And as soon as the guard was guarded, Dro Thunder strode in--

"Uncle, why treat Master Saint like that! He helped me bring me back from the dead, put my uncle's soul in peace, and rescued the prisoners of Thunder City. He deserves the respect he deserves!"

The young man asked in an almost questioning tone.

"Yes, he deserves the respect he deserves. But this respect must have a certain range, beyond which it is a disaster-a disaster called rebellion!"

Pound Thunder nodded, did not deny Dro Thunder's views, but he reiterated.

"Our Thunder family does not discriminate or host any friendly beliefs!"

The young man repeated the same.

"That was before, but now it's different-Thunder City is occupied by the evil god, and we need to control all our power in our own hands, not an outsider! If any misfortune occurs, he can leave. , And what about us? We must stay here and accept the bitter fruit!"

Pound Thunder shouted awe-inspiringly.

"It is precisely because Thunder City is occupied by Cthulhu. We should unite all the forces that can be united, instead of suspicion like this!"

The young man's tone rose a few points, almost roaring.

"Everything I have done is for the Thunder family-the patriarch. I hope you can understand!"

The old man refused to give up and stared at the young man with a calm attitude.

After the two sides looked at each other for a full minute, the young man snorted and turned and left the room.

The old man is watching the young man's departure.

"Young people will never understand the importance of family!"

The old man muttered to himself in such a low voice, then he raised his hand and said: "Let Suomo come here. I need to give him a difficult task!"

Immediately, in the shadows, a dead soldier of the Thunder family disappeared in place.

After a while, Suomo appeared here.

"grown ups!"

Suomo bent over to salute.

"Tomorrow you and Maud’s match, I will go to the ceremony-try hard, if you win, I will give you the position of captain!"

Pound Thunder said in a calm tone.

"Don't worry, my lord!"

Suomo was taken aback, then immediately replied loudly.

"You take this, it will make you more likely to win-we are Thunder nobles, shouldn't be underestimated by civilians, understand?"

Pound Thunder placed a small box in front of Sumo.

"understand!"

Without too much hesitation, Suomo took the box.

Then, under Pound Thunder's wave of hands, he escaped from the room.

And Pound Thunder was sitting in the chair quietly thinking about something after Suomo left.

The moonlight on his face ~www.novelmtl.com~ made that familiar face unfamiliar and mottled.

Power is not only a poison that corrupts people's hearts, but also a prelude to depravity.

Even after layers of cover-ups, it is still difficult to escape the essence.

It's just that most people can't see or see clearly.

Or I have seen it and clearly, but I don't want to admit it.

Second more~

I really want to drink mutton soup, but it is raining and I don’t want to go out...

It's so hard to choose!

Thank you for the prodigal son wandering around the world, the reward of turtle0920200 starting currency, the reward of 100 starting currency when you slip through your fingertips, the reward of the innocent, enhanced Batley 10 starting currency~~~ Decadent bow again and thank everyone for your support ~~~(To be continued.)

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