Seeing such a one-sided duel, no one could laugh out loud.
What's more, they didn't know that because of Lin Qing's order, the Luo Knights didn't show their true strength.
The day after the fierce battle with the garlic mercenaries.
Lin Qing was called to his barracks by Earl Marcus.
After the battle, Lin Qing was informed that the commander was watching the battle, and he hoped to call Lin Qing to ask for details as soon as possible.
He didn't think of the possibility of being punished.
If this is the case, then the Red Wolf Mercenary Group has all been detained by the military police long ago.
"It's amazing."
Lin Qing came to the commander's barracks and saluted.
The floor was covered with expensive carpets and silk badges imported from the southern continent, and the barracks were newly decorated.
In addition, the equipment in the barracks is also very luxurious.
All nobles, including pottery, lacquerware and other works of art from the Song Dynasty, were luxury items that filled the barracks.
"He is one of the richest men in the Holy Empire and has a strong influence on the battlefield."
Just as Lin Qing fell into deep thought, Earl Marcus appeared.
"Come in."
"You called me, Lord?" Lin Qing asked.
"Yes, I called you, sit down and talk."
Lin Qing sat where Marcus pointed.
Just at this moment, a woman who looked like a guard knight brought snacks.
Marcus poured a cup of hot tea and added sugar with a silver spoon.
"Your name is Lev?"
"That's right."
Lin Qing nodded when he heard the commander address him by his registered name.
"You are from the Kingdom of Castile? I heard that you are a down-and-out nobleman, is that true?"
"Aldorf screwed up."
This sentence conveyed a certain message, and Lin Qing responded calmly.
"That's right."
"The thing about the Kingdom of Castile; that's a lie, isn't it?"
Count Marcus asked for a reason.
Overnight, he understood that Lev, the mercenary chief, was Lin Qing in disguise.
Emperor Adolf told him some glorious history about Lin Qing.
In the meantime, he has contacted a commercial headquarters by magical communication, ordering further investigation.
A small mercenary group with a titan, even the leader of a master organization, feels unusual.
"My people have investigated the Castilla Mercenary Guild. Your mercenary group has been established for less than a month, and they don't know that your mercenary group has titans."
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"Let's talk honestly, or I'll have to see you as a gang of traitors invading our land," Marcus said.
Count Marcus gave an ultimatum.
Lin Qing glanced at it: "If I was really a traitor, your head would have been cut off long ago."
"What did you say?"
Seeing Earl Marcus' displeasure, Lin Qing pointed to the tent behind him.
"Don't tell me you think the guard knight standing behind you is useful." Lin Qing said.
Lin Qing knew that Earl Marcus was hiding behind the tent to guard the knights.
After Lin Qing told the truth, these knights might run in directly to attack Lin Qing.
Moreover, in anticipation of Lin Qing's ability, the guards in ambush are all ruthless characters.
They are not knights to be defeated easily.
Even so, Lin was not the first to discover the ambush.
Marcus once again felt that Lin Qing possessed extraordinary skills.
Lin Qing smiled, and Marcus also smiled, and the tense atmosphere in the entire camp eased a little.
But after a while, he said with a serious expression: "In the past, there was a knight named Belik in the Kingdom of Volga. He became a full-time knight at the age of 18. He always charged forward and won countless battles. At the age of 27, he became the deputy head of the knight order. "
"Well, I think I've heard of him. Is his nickname Firestorm?"
Flame Storm Belik.
It was hoped that the knight would become a sharp sword to protect the future of the Volga Kingdom, but he was one of the unfortunate knights who encountered tragedy in the great changes of the times.
"During the rebellion of the Volga Kingdom, he fought against the rebels led by Dimitri and began to behave strangely. Some say he was arrested and executed; some say he fled to the southern continent."
Lin Qing stopped here, and put a broken knife and a piece of paper on the table.
"Firestorm Belik...is my father."
"Really?"
"You can check the certification. This is a blood certificate issued by the Volga royal family."
Marcus looked at the documents that Lin Qing handed over.
Sure, the paper looks well preserved and new, but the deed was written exactly as it was in the Volga royal family at the time.
Even the seal on it belongs to the Volga.
The seals of the royal family and high officials are specially made and must not be forged.
Huh, I can't help but be grateful for that, Sir Pavel did it.
...asking for flowers...
Lin Qing knew that with the disguised identity she had established, unexpected things would definitely happen.
The blood certificate given to Marcus was written and produced by Sir Pavel, a former member of the bureaucracy and long exile of the Volga royal family.
The content inside is fake, but the authentication itself is real.
"If you find it unbelievable, just call the oldest mercenary in our team, he is a former knight of the Volga royal family."
"Then, then your mercenaries..." Marcus stammered.
"A descendant of a close relative of the Volga Knights, I dream of a monarchy, but I cannot ignore the realities of this world, which is why I engage in mercenary activities."
"I see now that somehow you have a good hand."
Even if a person has lofty ideals, he needs money to eat and live.
Marcus, who fully understood their situation, nodded.
"In short, now that I know the situation, I can speak with confidence."
"About what?"
To Lin Qing's question, he replied with a smile: "Do you plan to work under me? If you become my retainer, I promise to give you great wealth and make you a
Earl Marcus is a very rich man, but his attendants are obviously not as capable as Lin Qing.
Therefore, he wanted to recruit the red wolf mercenary group composed of Lev and middle and high-level knights.
Mercenaries with great skills are often recruited by nobles, so there is no need to feel inferior or proud.
What's more, isn't he a descendant of the exiles?
Got it!
Lin Qing smiled wryly.
He could have ignored the garlic mercenaries and not dueled them, but he accepted it on purpose so that he could get the commander's attention.
If he's just trying to get stronger, will they gain more prestige in battle?
"Well, please give me some time to think about it."
Lin Qing grabbed Marcus, so began to pull his emotions deliberately.
After the Civil War, it was Marcus who wanted to be pampered and supported.
Marcus did not expect that Lin Qing would need time to think about it, after all, this is a position that many people dream of.
He asked: "What else can you think of? You can get a great baronet and all the beauties."
