Chapter 1321 The Birth of a Hero?

"Someone wants to see you, the twelve warriors who have set foot in battle."

This title, through word of mouth, has become a proof that Mok and others are overestimating their own abilities. The elven monarch does not need the help of humans at all. If it were not for the earthquake, the Phoenix King could have entered Karak Dreadnought.

"Knight Kelly?"

The knight named Kelly nodded lightly. After losing a large number of grassroots officers, the emperor had no choice but to fill the Rick Guards into the command level to stabilize the order of the army. Before selecting a new basic commander, these prides of the empire will spend a lot of time in contact with the big soldiers.

Kelly is serious by nature. He looked at Mok lying on the camp bed with injuries. Although he felt a little empathy, the matter was urgent.

"I don't want to disturb you from recuperating, but this person may be the key to your self-proof."

Kelly left a note and some elven medicines bought at a high price from second-hand dealers.

Although the elves provided a large number of emergency medicines free of charge, they must be used on those who need them most under the supervision of the emperor's commissioners, but people's hearts will not change.

When a group of people left amid the prayers of the battle priests, and a group of people were saved after treatment, a small batch of life-saving drugs eventually flowed into the hands of those middlemen with extensive connections.

The price was not too expensive. A bottle of healing ointment made from elf leaves was only ten times higher than similar products in the Elf Foreign Trade Zone of Altdorf, almost the same as the same weight of gold.

The brother holding the potion kept saying, "I thought Grandpa Kelly looked down on us mud legs, but I didn't expect that he secretly gave us benefits."

"This is good for him. If the elves admit the matter of the warriors, with his efforts in active communication, we must give due gratitude..."

Trembling and putting the potion next to his mouth, Mok only dared to take a small sip to ensure that his body could maintain normal movement, and then asked his brothers to distribute the potion to others. If there was any left, he would return it to Knight Kelly.

But the somewhat reluctant expression and the action of putting the liquid gold in his pocket made Mok explain: "Knight Kelly has nothing to do with us. Don't forget that Boss Derrick always said that if you take someone's sword, you have to return it."

"But he is dead."

"Yes, but he is dead...so we should remember him even more."

Mok has obviously become the new leader. After feeling that his body can barely stand, he shouted to his brothers to quickly walk out of the injury room and move towards the location indicated by the note.

Not long after, the twelve people saw two elves, one of whom was wearing pure black heavy armor. Judging from the majestic black dragon head on the right shoulder armor, this person who was wearing a red and green paint that was extremely inconsistent with the traditional Caledor must have a high status among the elves.

The other person stood indifferently in the same place. The undecorated robe seemed plain and simple. Only when the robe fluttered in the wind could you vaguely see the golden silk thread wandering on the surface. A red gold nameplate that seemed to symbolize identity was hung on his waist. The carving was extremely delicate and exquisite, and it looked expensive.

This is an uninhabited forest, which is a place that patrols need to visit frequently. It is also the responsibility area of ​​the elves known to humans.

"Are they the warriors who can break through the enemy lines? Haha." Oliveira asked North in the imperial language without disguising, and the disappointment and irony that were visible to the naked eye when he looked at the twelve patients.

Two of them were missing arms, two walked on tree branches as crutches, and one had a bandage on his face. Burn marks could be seen from the edge, which was obviously a side effect of playing with black gunpowder.

The rest of the people also had injuries that affected their movements, like a group of defeated disabled people.

"Your guards were similar to their situation at first... Courage and strength are not proportional, and mortals can also have courage comparable to legends."

North responded in the elven language. Although he looked unkind, he was by no means low in emotional intelligence.

His Majesty had given these twelve people the title of warriors who can break through the enemy lines, but the files were not owned by him. As a herald, he could not decide whether to establish the project on his own. Creon had no interest in these twelve burdens, and Issarion was nowhere to be seen.

Now only Oliveira can bypass the tedious evidence collection and directly confirm the files.

"Okay, North, I finally know why you can stay in the position of herald. Sometimes you really say... annoying things."

Maybe it was because he recalled some things, the powerlessness that was buried in the past memories, which made Oliveira's expression when facing Mok and others eased a lot. Disappointment and ridicule gradually disappeared and turned into solemnity.

He looked at Mok, who was obviously the leader, and explained with his hands spread: "I am Oliveira, the leader of the Phoenix King's Legion stationed in the Lauren Loren Forest. This time, I came here on behalf of the Dragon Lord and Prince Caledo to ask you some questions. I hope I can answer truthfully."

The big soldier knew very little about the top-level things. He only heard that the reduction in the number of Yankee invasions had a lot to do with the weird elves in the Lauren Loren Forest. In this case, the elf in front of him must be qualified to make the decision.

"I will tell you everything I know."

"Very good, first question, who ordered you to hold the white smoke bombs used for alarm and attack the position of the Big Belly King?"

"Captain Derrick."

This name he had never heard of made Oliveira turn his head and ask North.

"Captain Uberrick, the centurion, died in the Karak Fearless Fort Canyon."

Nodding to show that he understood, Oliveira continued the previous question: "Derrick alone? If you review the battle situation at that time, the order you received should be to stabilize the front line, not a suicidal action of attacking forward."

"Derrick was alone, and the situation was very anxious at that time. Captain Patrick died in the battle, causing the command to be taken over by his deputy... Captain Derrick believed that there was no possibility of victory if he retreated blindly."

Oliveira, who was thoughtful, signaled North to record the relevant conversations. Although he had the right to skip the evidence collection process, the name was very important in Caledo.

He couldn't be like His Majesty, who just wrote a list and asked his subordinates to compile it themselves, and then stored the blank documents in the palace archives...

"Second question, at that time... forgive me for the offense, in what name did Imrik grant you the title of Warriors in the Enemy?"

"Does this... have anything to do with it?" The big-headed soldier obviously lacked understanding of this identity classification method. In his eyes, could it have other meanings?

"The difference is just..."

Oliveira wanted to explain, but North, who was holding a pen and paper, was already one step ahead: "This will determine the ownership of your files. His Majesty's commonly used titles are Phoenix King, Dragon Lord and Dragon Tamer Family Head. I can't Explain the final difference, but it will definitely make a difference.”

Phoenix King's Court, Dragon's Court, and Retainers, in fact, this is the difference between the three. Among them, the last retainer is the most sensitive. All dragon princes can be classified as retainers of the dragon tamer, but in fact, only the three of Mishan passed through Yi Mrik's personal canonization means the eternal contract of the Dragon Tamer family.

Mock tried to find the calm voice among the chaotic memories, and finally came to a conclusion.

"Phoenix King." (End of Chapter)