Chapter 651 - Talk More On That (1/2)

Roland looked around and asked, “Where’s your Margret?” Logically, as Schuck’s mount, Margret should never be away from him.

Schuck shrugged helplessly. “This is a crusade, a matter of critical importance for the Church of Light. Margret is a red dragon and naturally inclined to evil, although she hasn’t done anything horrible. But even so, it’s inappropriate for a red dragon to join a crusade. It would’ve been fine if she were a silver dragon or a golden one.”

The metal dragons had the alignment of law, and they were said to be rather close to the Church of Light.

Roland smiled and said, “Then you can set out first. I’ll stay here for a while. If what you described really happens, I’ll deal with it.”

“Thank you.”

Leading the Guardians of Light, Schuck went to the teleportation array, followed by the logistical division of the Church of Light.

A lot of weapons and food were delivered into the portal too. Many players observed the march and pointed fingers at them.

They didn’t have a problem with the Guardians of Light; they were only learning from the configuration and formation of the troops.

Further ahead was a troop that was exclusively made of young nobles.

There were only about two thousand of them.

Counting the logistics personnel, there were about five thousand people.

All of them were quite good-looking. Their fair skin and the arrogance on their faces both revealed that they were born nobility.

Those people had looked humble until this moment.

It couldn’t be helped. The troops that just passed them were the famous Guardians of Light, led by a Saint Samurai.

A Saint Samurai could call whoever he executed evil, and other people had to acknowledge his declaration.

They would be idiots to incite conflict with such people.

After the troops walked away, they were left alone with thousands of Golden Sons.

Before they came to Hollevin from Fareins, Stephanie had repeatedly warned them not to piss off the Golden Sons or do anything bad in front of them, or even the royal family wouldn’t be able to save them.

They all remembered her warning very well.

Also, their families had sources of intelligence too, and they were quite familiar with the power of the Golden Sons.

However, the Golden Sons were still not as intimidating as the Guardians of Light.

After all, they hadn’t personally witnessed what the Golden Sons could do yet. After all the Guardians of Lights went in, a lot of players followed them.

Very soon, the place became much emptier.

Then, a young noble walked to Roland and asked, “May I ask if you are Mr. Roland?”

Roland nodded.

“The First Princess asked me to report to you. She said that you would make arrangements for us.” After saying that, the young noble delivered a letter. “She asked me to give this to

you.”

Roland opened the letter, which was hand-written by a female and carried the seal of the royal family of Fareins.

The letter asked Roland to take care of those young nobles, who were the descendants of the major families in Fareins Kingdom and the future of their country.

Not all the young nobles were useless. Of the two thousand nobles, ninety percent really considered the expedition an opportunity to improve themselves. About a hundred of them were only here to claim credit. They were all descendants of grand nobles and required additional attention. Of course, Roland was free to punch them if they caused trouble, as long as they weren’t killed. It was fine even if their limbs were severed. After all, they could regrow those organs with healing magic.

After reading the letter, Roland asked, “What’s your name?”

“Hunter Biden!”

Roland was briefly stunned. “You’re General Biden’s youngest son?”

“No, I’m the second oldest among my siblings,” Hunter continued anxiously. “I have a little brother named Richard.”

Good thing that he wasn’t the youngest son… Roland vaguely remembered the king of Fareins talking about the special relationship between Biden’s youngest son and his sister-in-law.

This Biden guy seemed rather capable.

He was level seven, the highest of all the nobles from Fareins in the troop.

It seemed that Stephanie didn’t pick random people. The commander she appointed knew what he was doing.

“Then what’s your plan?” asked Roland.

Hunter stood straight. “The First Princess asked us to listen to your command on all matters.”

Roland thought for a moment and said, “You stay here for now and go to the Realm of Devils later.”

“Okay, no problem.”

Hunter nodded and returned to his unit, relaying Roland’s words.

Then, many people started complaining and making a fuss.

About thirty people cursed at Hunter, and Roland simply watched them silently.

He saw Hunter trying to explain himself, and how those people got more and more disobedient.