Chapter 56： Triumphant

In late June, the black cavalry who returned in triumph finally returned to the north.

The army returned to the camp outside Bingyan City once again along the original route northward.

Colin looked at the familiar scenery in front of him, and suddenly felt that the thing that followed Vera two months ago to try to dissuade the Marquis Garcia seemed to be yesterday.

The scenery is still the same, but everything is different.

At least, the army of 300,000 trolls has long been wiped out.

However, this does not mean that the northern border has calmed down.

Although Ke Lin has not yet entered the city, he has keenly sensed the dignified aura surrounding the ice rock city.

"The summer in the north is always stormy."

Earl Dawson next to him looked at the gloomy sky and said pointedly.

Colin took the wine sac handed by the other party, took a sip, and handed it back: "You said, Ice Rock City and the Golden Lion Corps, which party will send someone to our camp first?"

"I guess Bingyan City. What do you think?"

"I guess it is Bingyan City."

"It's boring!" Earl Dawson rolled his eyes.

Colin glanced at the dwarf earl beside him funny, and said playfully: "Then, let's guess again, which party the Marquis Lord will accept?"

"I won't guess this!" Earl Dawson rolled his eyes again, very wary of the cunning baron's son beside him.

was unable to detect the tendency of the Marquis Garcia from Earl Dawson, Colin was not discouraged, his eyes rolled, and he tried again:

"Then tell me, this time the Black Cavalry has made such a great contribution, how should the Lord Duke grant a reward?"

Earl Dawson chuckled. He didn't know if he had heard Colin's temptation. He touched his beard and said:

"The Lord Marquis has no reward. I guess, Lord Duke should transfer this credit to the generals of the Black Cavalry. Maybe there will be another Marquis among us."

When he heard the other party utter the sensitive word "No reward, no reward," Colin carefully stared at the face of the dwarf earl, but he didn't see the clue from it, as if it were just an extremely common word.

"Then I want to congratulate you in advance! If you want to award a marquis from the generals of the Black Cavalry, it must be you!" Colin smiled and congratulated.

Earl Dawson shook his head, smiled faintly, but didn't catch any slurs.

I just don’t know if it’s pretending to be humble or disregarding this possible reward.

But Colin already understood what Earl Dawson meant.

Obviously, the other party had guessed that the Duke of the North might deal with the Black Cavalry—differentiation and win.

If Earl Dawson is really named a Marquis, although this is a great honor, it also means that he will be independent from the Black Cavalry.

And, as the Marquis, the Dawson family certainly can no longer continue their allegiance to the Marquis Garcia, and their allegiance will become the Duke of the North.

In this way, perhaps the black cavalry will be divided into two.

Since Earl Dawson can guess the Duke’s possible means, would the Marquis Garcia not be able to guess?

How would he respond?

Colin suddenly felt that this big victory did not eliminate the haze that shrouded the northern sky, but made the hidden wind and thunder more violent and more dangerous.

"Master Marquis!"

Colin was still looking at the dark clouds in the sky and fell into contemplation, but was suddenly awakened by Earl Dawson's greeting.

Looking back, I saw Marquis Garcia leading a group of people standing behind them.

"Lord Marquis!" Colin also hurriedly turned back to salute.

The Marquis of Garcia nodded to the two of them, then pointed to a middle-aged man behind him and said to Colin:

"Colin, this is the Shire Knight. He, and the twenty-seven warriors behind, were seriously injured in this battle and are about to retire.

But, I hope you can provide them with a job so that they will not waste their remaining lives in the farmland. "

"Dang, of course! It's my pleasure!"

Colin only felt a strong joy in his head, making everything in front of him seem a little unreal.

The value of veterans, especially the value of veterans retired from the Black Cavalry, cannot be measured by money!

Colin had realized before that if he wanted to occupy a place in this world, he must have an elite army.

After the baptism of this battle, Colin has been deeply fascinated by the cavalry.

However, although he followed the Marquis of Garcia all the way, Colin had a lot of experience in cavalry combat, but he was unable to train the cavalry.

And at this moment, the Marquis of Garcia offered such a great gift!

Although these twenty-eight veterans can't make it to the battlefield, they are good enough to be cavalry instructors.

They will be the seeds of the cavalry Colin dreamed of!

Until the Charles Knight swore allegiance to Colin under the sign of the Marquis of Garcia, Colin was still immersed in excitement and did not fully recover.

Only then did he notice that the Shire Knight's right thumb was broken at the root. This injury is not particularly serious, but for a knight, it means the end of his career.

Because he doesn't have a thumb, he can't hold any swords tightly.

"Choke!"

Colin drew out the long sword, tapped it lightly on the shoulder of the Shire knight, and accepted the allegiance of the opponent.

He was not disappointed because the Shire knight could no longer take the sword. On the contrary, in his opinion, the value of this knight was completely inestimable.

Even if there is a group of Tier 4 and Tier 5 knights standing in front of him now, he would rather choose Shire.

Earl Dawson watched all this quietly, his eyes full of meaning.

Waiting for Colin to comfort the Shire Knight and the other 27 retired soldiers, he finally calmed down.

At this time, the idea that had been bothering him before came again This time, he could no longer suppress this idea, but directly asked the Marquis Garcia:

"My lord Marquis, I can't repay you for your help! But, I want to know... I am the son of a little baron, how can Ho Tak be cared for by you?"

Hearing this question, the Earl Dawson, the Charles Knight and others retreated wittily.

The Marquis of Garcia looked at Colin with a solemn look, and suddenly smiled, and said something completely irrelevant: "Vera has a good impression of you."

"Huh?" Colin was taken aback.

"I saw that she had a diamond earring in your hand before. She gave it to you, right?"

Colin blinked in a daze, remembering that he had taken out the earrings to play with while following the black cavalry march, but he didn't expect to be seen by the Marquis Garcia.

Obviously, the Marquis of Garcia misunderstood.

However, Colin would not tell the other party that the earring was a souvenir he had picked up from Vera by the opportunity of "Checkmate", not a "letter of love" that Vera took the initiative to give him.

Seeing that Colin did not answer, Marquis Garcia thought the other party had acquiesced, so he asked: "Then do you like her?"

Clin was a little messy suddenly.

He never thought that the murderous **** who had just buried an army of 300,000 trolls by himself would suddenly care about such little things of love.

Thinking of the Marquis of Garcia as Vera's uncle, perhaps just caring about his niece, Colin nodded and said: "Ms. Vera has a noble background and a kind heart. I naturally admire her very much."

The smile of Marquis Garcia is a little complicated, and he casts a lightly next sentence:

"I am Vera's biological father."

"Clam?"