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The sense of responsibility as a lord is important, but it is more important to remove the demon king’s renegade.

Especially now that the timing is bad, it was even more so.

“We must find the person who warned Cox by informing Dragon of the Naksanor Summoning Magic Circle.’

Luther thought that the person who did the two things was definitely the same person.

She was a woman, and she was completely veiled.

I decided to move alone this time.

It was comfortable and there was no one to accompany her anyway.

Luther decided to teleport Dolken and others to Sornt.

It was important to bring in talented people, but this incident required a significant change in strategy.

The team ordered Elena and Dolken, who are in charge of the mission, to come up with an efficient recruitment method at the same time.

Perhaps when they go back, it will be an opportunity to ponder how they can proceed with the recruitment without major accidents.

Cox decided to stay in Sort.

It was fun to watch around Luther.

Furthermore, through the Academy, he had fun competing with Luther.

The day everyone leaves.

In his farewell, the party returned to Sornt via teleport.

Cox asked why Luther didn’t accompany him.

“Maybe something’s come up?”

“Yes, it’s urgent.”

“It sounds like something interesting is happening to my ears. Can I accompany you?”

“I don’t care, but this was related to the demon king’s men.”

When the devil’s name was mentioned, Cox took a step back without realizing it.

“Wow! Is that what happened? Have a safe trip alone.”

This time, Luther asked.

“You don’t want to be associated with the devil?”

“He’s a raging typhoon. If you want to stay quiet, you’d better not go near the typhoon.”

Cox’s goal was longevity.

However, if I were involved with the evil king, I would not be able to achieve that goal.

Luther nodded and teleported.

The destination was the Molan Territory of the Lost Kingdom.

Luther knew well about the Lost Kingdom.

The South was once his base of activity.

His past was marked by war.

War was so frequent in the South.

And the Lost Kingdom was always the place where the trigger of war broke out.

There was a reason.

For generations, the royal authority was weak and the influence of local aristocrats was strong.

The aristocracy, which opposed the central government, started a war, and to prevent it, the royal authority brought in other nobles.

If the war is put to rest so narrowly, the nobles who have drawn it will rebel again.

It was a repetition of a vicious cycle, but I couldn’t help it.

It rains frequently and the weather is blue in the south.

The quality of the soil is good and the production of grains and fruits is abundant.

The population explodes when you live on it.

In other words, local nobles start wars based on such accumulated power.

“Long time no see.”

After arriving at the Lost Kingdom, Luther was sentimental.

Green grassland and clear weather.

And the humid temperatures unique to the south were familiar as if they had returned home.

But I wasn’t happy to see him.

The Devil’s Rebel is hiding here.

They are troublesome beings.

If you summon a demon and cause death, you can’t control it.

Luther is planning to take root before the zippin fire becomes frightened and swallow everything.

Luther, who knows the geography of the Lost Kingdom, cannot help but know the location of the Molan Territory.

Molan territory was also a place where several revolts occurred.

The Duke of Molan was an ambitious man, and he always peeks at the time of his illness.

Naturally, the location of Molan’s estate is closed as it has caused several major wars.

Traveling alone makes me feel lonely.

But the silence was no different from his shadow.

There were more good things.

There are no restrictions on behavior.

There was no roughness without restrictions on the behavior of the group.

Luther began to prepare before entering the Molan Territory.

‘Maybe it’s time to get ready for war.’

In fact, the Molan Territories will be stockpiling armaments and recruiting renowned knights and capable men for war at any time.

That’s no different from being able to get a spot at any time if you have skills.

‘If you’re hiding quietly, I’ll find you in private.’

Luther knew why the renegades were hiding.

Perhaps it was a big opportunity to remove the renegades a few times while accompanying Kiara.It was natural for them to hide away when they realized that there was a chaser who removed them.

However, it was difficult to search for the hidden talent.

You can remove it if you face it, but it’s hard to find it when you hide.

That said, he also had to secretly begin his activities.

I’m gonna pretend to be a prosecutor.’

To avoid being noticed, he acted as a prosecutor much better than a wizard.

The wizard was an object of envy, but he was so wary.

There is also a limit to lying and deceiving.

Then it was better to pretend to be a common prosecutor.

He hid the robe and changed into a shabby shirt and worn-out pants.

The face also maintained its mid-thirties appearance and made a beard.

When scars were engraved in places, it was quite impressive.

When I walked barefoot on the grassland, I found a small forest hanging around the grassland like a deserted island.

Smoke was rising there.

Sgt. hit and heard a scream.

Luther laughed bitterly.

“It’s like a southern country, too.

The southern part has more bandits and bandits than the northern part.

There’s a lot to eat, so take it away and extort it.

In addition, local aristocrats often look at each other as if they were bullies or enemies, so they did not care if they were bandit or bandit, and they also run separate groups to commit looting.

Luther, who was well aware of the fact, thought it was strange that battles were taking place in the forest.

Rather, it is doubtful that it should be peaceful.

Or the calm before the typhoon.

Luther moved to the forest.

The broken flag was laid on the floor.

He looked at the sentence on the flag and remembered it.

It’s a sentence from Baron Sapient.’

Sapient has been a loyal family of Thorns for generations.

“It’s gonna be easy.’

Saving a crisis creates a connection and makes it easier to access.

Luther hastened his steps.

Arriving at the scene, there was a fierce battle.

“Dead! Soren’s dog!”

“Find it!”

Shouting and swearing were rampant, sharp metal splashing and blood splashed everywhere.

Looking at the war situation, Sornt knights and a band of bandits are confronting them.

Luther did not consider the bandit a mere bandit.

He has strict spirit and is good at collective combat.

Perhaps it was a surprise attack on the territory where Sorn and Chuck were taken.

Surprise warfare disguised as bandits is a common sight in the South.

Luther picked up a shot-sod from the dead body’s hand and entered the battle.

“What a jerk!”

The shouted bandit came fierce.

Luther removed his opponent’s long sword and stabbed him in the Adam’s apple.

The thief with his neck penetrated by the neat movement without a pile fell.

When the bandit against him died, three people were attached this time.

Luther intentionally showed a neat movement.

He used actual swordsmanship when he acted as a mercenary, but now he used knight swordsmanship.

The biggest difference between mercenary and knight swordsmanship was form.

Mercenary swordsmanship is rough and rough.

Sometimes you don’t hesitate to spit or spray sand on the floor, and there’s no end to it.

On the other hand, knight swordsmanship has a form.

The moves are smooth and neat.

There was a degree of difference between where each knight belonged, but it is the same everywhere that values form.

That’s what Luther’s swordsmanship was like now.

Sharpness permeated the smooth movement of drawing a circle.

After bouncing the opponent’s sword close together, he cut the sword according to the flow.

The excellent steps and swordsmanship were also subtle, revealing the opponent’s embarrassment.

The existence of knights plays an important role in the game of war.

And Luther’s swordplay was never easy.

His intervention made the war situation increasingly unfavorable.

A man in charge of about thirty bandits bit his lips and cried out when the situation was unfavorable.

“Retreat! Everybody back off!”

When the demon fell, the bandits spread the streets frighteningly.

The Soren knights and soldiers who fought against each other did not bother to start a battle.

The battle was much more damaging to Soren.

There were many injured and the given mission was also biased toward defense.

Luther judged immediately after seeing the reaction of the Soren people.

“That’s an escort. Maybe Baron Sapient is in there.’

Luther’s guess was accurate.

As the thief stepped down, a middle-aged man with a bulge appeared in a carriage skewed by an arrow.

A fat middle-aged man. Baron Sapient.

While surprised by the dead body field, Carlson, the commander of the guard, approached.

“Thanks for your help.”

Carlson used a colloquial style.

He guessed it was a knight after seeing Luther’s swordplay.

Luther nodded.

“I’m glad you’re all right.”Carlson introduced himself in a plain tone.

“I’m Carlson, the knight of the Sapient baron.”

“This is the wandering knight, Luther.”

Luther lied about his status, but borrowed his name.

His name was one of the most common names on the continent.

A favor came to Carlson’s eyes when he said he was a wandering knight.

In the South, wandering knights call themselves wandering knights if they lose their master soldiers or fail to find their master due to war.

And in the South, wandering knights are treated wherever they go.

Carlson asked for it.

“I’m afraid I’m going to Soren, can I ask you to accompany me while I’m on my way? I’m desperate for your help in case the bandits come by surprise.”

“I’ll do that.”

“Thank you very much.”

The company was decided and we started right away.

Carlson approached Luther on board the lost demon.

“How did you become a wanderer?”

“Lost my lord in battle.”

“Oh, my gosh!”

While he was sighing, Carlson said regretfully.

“I’m sorry. Who was your lord?”

“It was a family of Count Jacob, who had estates in the east.”

Count Jacob was a local lord of the Lost Kingdom, which was destroyed by the war.

Luther well remembered the extinction of Count Jacob.

As they collapsed, the destination of their first battle was changed to the territorial battle between Baron and Tepes.

Count Jacob was a knight of the family.

They themselves boasted such a huge number that they did not know how much the knight belonged to.

Thanks to this, it was perfect for a reasonable excuse.

Carlson’s expression softened.

No matter how many numbers there are, your skills must be met to become a knight of the count family.

In that sense, Luther was an attractive character.

He was a talented and wandering knight.

But Carlson didn’t approach recklessly.

Familiarity comes first.

Carlson said.

“It’s a pity. A knight must serve the lord to find true meaning.”

“That’s what it is.”

When he responded in moderation, Carlson asked, “Oh, my God.”

“Then have you found the lord you really want?”

“We haven’t found it yet.”

“Hmm. I hope you find the lord you want soon.”

Carlson encouraged and went straight to Baron Sapient.

After hearing Carlson’s story, the baron approached Luther.

He talked about all kinds of sweet things, but Luther sealed his mouth with one word.

“The Duke of Sorn is looking for talent, so I’d like to ask for it.”

“Hmmm, do it.”

Baron Sapient soon gave up after hearing that Luther was going to Soren.

It was inevitable for the Sapient family to serve Sorn.

*

Crossing the meadow, a golden field appeared.

It was the true power of Soren.

Wealth is accumulated from the crops produced there and the population is increased.

And based on that, it causes war.

Luther turned to nature rather than the endless golden fields.

‘There’s a renegade. Where is he?’

If you look back on their good moves, it will be hard to find them.

‘But if you face it, you won’t be able to avoid my eyes.’

After all, if you look closely, you’ll get caught. Jillian, who asked back in bewilderment, suddenly looked at Luther with a scratch.

Come to think of it, everything about him was strange.

Jillian asked with puzzled eyes.

“Hey. Do you happen to live in Mado?”

Luther shook the magic in his hand.

“This guy is overpowered by me now, but he’s never easy. If you put your mind to it, you have the power to destroy this whole academy. But now I’m caught and can’t even move. Well, that explains it, what do you think?”

“Oh, my God.”

His eyes shook and Jillian couldn’t talk easily.

For a wizard, Madosa is a dream.

Jillian asked again if she still didn’t believe it.

“Well, are you really Madosa?”

“You’d better get used to it.”

Luther opened his mouth, keeping his eyes fixed on the object.

“Remember. My name is Luther.”

Jillian’s eyes widened in shock.

The wizard, who calls himself the master, said that only those who acknowledge him will be given his name.

Then he gave his name to himself, who was in a position to be expelled from the academy.

I couldn’t believe it even after hearing it.

Luther and Baron Sapient went to his home with his companion, determined to explore the castle thoroughly.

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