Chapter 133, The Arrival of the Forbidden Army

Ryan let her go, and the dark elf lay beside Ryan, even the thick quilt couldn't hide her bumpy and proud figure.

"Master, you should form your own staff, you should write a letter, and let people from different countries and regions and even different races form your subordinates." Olika said hesitantly: "The believers of the lady in the lake are certainly loyal. But that might not be loyalty to you."

"Master, you can't rely too much on Your Majesty the Lady of the Lake. It's true that you are her God's Choice, but..." Olika seemed hesitant to speak, she thought for a while, and then said in a tactful tone: "Your vassals are always more loyal to you."

"If the master is willing, I am willing to help you. I can handle documents and other things. Druzzi also has many ways to ensure the loyalty of his subordinates..." Olika's long black hair like satin fell on the pillow, she said cautiously.

"I think your methods may not be very effective, or not suitable for use here in Brittany." Ryan sat up and said, "But I am willing to let you try, and you usually help me with some paperwork Work and make suggestions, and I'll see how it works."

"Thank you, master." The dark elf knew that she had received Ryan's initial approval, and she was about to turn over and pretend that the matter was over, but Ryan continued: "So you must have your request?"

"Yes...Master, please don't throw me away or give it to others." Olika didn't dare to look at Ryan's face, she covered her head with a quilt.

Along the way, she has suffered from the greedy and desire-filled gazes of humans. Many humans look up at her, but that is because she is the maid of the person in front of her. If she removes her current identity, that gaze will change. Squinting and looking down, those human beings will really rush over to get themselves.

With his own weak strength, at that time, he really can only be pressed on the thatch pile and do such and such things.

Instead of lying on a soft velvet bed, covered with a gold quilt, wearing satin pajamas, and having nothing to worry about.

"Behave well, stay by my side obediently, and I will guarantee your safety." Ryan smiled meaningfully: "When talking about the loyalty of others, you'd better think about whether you are loyal first."

To this day, he remains deeply suspicious of the Dark Elves' loyalty.

He raised his head thoughtfully and looked outside, and he motioned for Orika to rest first: "You go to sleep first, someone is coming for me."

From just now, he could already feel someone calling him.

"Okay, master!" Olika quickly wrapped herself in a quilt.

...

After simply changing his clothes, Ryan left the castle alone. He rode his horse and ran towards the depths of Sharon Forest.

Although he didn't understand why those people would call him at this time, but since they had arrived here ahead of time and called him, he should come out to meet them.

Rushing into the dark forest, Ryan raised his warhammer, and the strong spiritual light dispelled the darkness, and also sent a response signal to the outsiders in the forest.

So ten minutes after entering the forest, four tall figures with golden armor appeared in front of Ryan.

They were the Custodians sent by the Emperor to help Llane, each three meters tall, wearing golden power armor and pointed helmets with a tuft of red tassels on the top of the helmets.

...Looking like they were grilling, Ryan found that the four guys were putting a deer on the fire, one of the Custodians was in charge of skinning, one of the Custodians was in charge of skewering the meat, and the other was turning the grill.

After noticing the appearance of Ryan, the leader of the Emperor's Guards shouted happily: "Welcome! Dear Lord Primarch, you have finally come here. We have been here since we learned that you will be sealed in this place. After waiting for more than ten days, now you are finally here!"

"Don't talk so much, big man, let our Primarch join our barbecue party!" A guard shouted: "Hurry up,

Otherwise the meat will burn. "

"Here we come! Come, Lord Primarch, let's eat and talk!" The guard headed by the guard enthusiastically patted Ryan on the shoulder with such force that he could slap a normal person to death: "The little man he roasted is the meat among us." The best, by the way, Lord Primarch, did you bring any wine?"

"..." Ryan was speechless and didn't know what to say. He opened his mouth and said after a long time: "Yes."

"Then what are you waiting for, good wine and barbecue, I haven't eaten it for many years!" The three-meter-high guard leader hurriedly pulled Ryan to sit down.

So the new Baron Jean joined a tuberose barbecue party inexplicably.

Ten minutes later.

"Cheers!!!" The four military jugs collided with the mug in Ryan's hand, and the beer foam splashed everywhere.

"Ten thousand years have passed, and I have never been so happy. His Majesty told us that he has recovered, and we have a new Primarch!" A Custodian sat on a severed tree trunk, and he took off his helmet, revealing a The face of a man in his thirties.

You can feel his face is covered with wind and frost, but his spirit is still very good, and his interest is also very high.

So that's why you're grilling on my property? Ryan thought with black lines all over his head.

"How did you guys find this place?" The four imperial guards were sent by the emperor to help him. Ryan had to drink heavily and eat meat, and then asked his doubts.

"Master Primarch is still very famous. We 'inquired' a few nobles passing by, and learned that Lord Primarch is about to go to Jeanland to become a baron, so we waited for you here in advance." The leader of the imperial army nodded, He bit off a large piece of barbecue in one bite: "Don't worry, we will kill all non-human creatures who see us. As for humans, we tell them that we are the so-called gods of this world."

"Okay." Ryan had no choice but to accept the situation. He took a big sip of beer and said, "Then I will trouble a few people for help in the next period of time."

"We will help you guard your castle, but we will not help you go out to fight. We will protect your family and your friends, but we will not hinder your growth." The leader of the imperial army told Ryan the order from the emperor: "We It will only ensure that you continue your mission without any worries, this is His Majesty's order."

"Thank you very much, what do you call it?" This is actually what Ryan wanted. Obviously, the strength of these imperial guards has approached the highest level in the world. The emperor does not want their existence to hinder his growth.

"You can call me a big guy, and this is a little guy, a big sheep, and black gloves." The leader of the imperial army said with a smile.

"Uh, can I know your real name?" Ryan thought to himself, isn't this all a nickname?

"My real name? My real name is Pablo-Diego-José-Francisco-Di-Carlos-Paola-JuanAlba-Di-Ros-Remedios-da-Silva- Cipriano Felipe la Santo Cima Trinidad..."

"Enough is enough, I'll just call you by your nickname!" Ryan said quickly.

He had forgotten that the Emperor's Custodians had only one name at first, but with each task completed, they would be given a new name as a symbol of glory.

After a long time, these forbidden soldiers will have hundreds of names...

"In fact, we also use nicknames to call each other, which makes it easier for us to communicate!" The big guy skewered a whole piece of golden and crispy deer steak with a wooden stick and handed it to Ryan: "Come on, our Primarch, Ryan - Malcador."

"Okay." Ryan also let go of his burden, and ate together with the four guards.

"I remember that we haven't eaten this kind of authentic food for many years." The big man grabbed a roasted venison leg and gnawed it. Ryan felt that he had been hungry for a long time, so he said with a smile: "There is no such thing in the palace. Plant something?"

"Yes, there are..." the little man said, "It's just that most of us eat synthetic foods, and there are also foods with natural ingredients, but most of them are sealed in cans."

"And compared to the important task of protecting His Majesty, what you eat is not important." The big man added.

"Oh, by the way, we brought you something this time." The guard nicknamed "Big Sheep" suddenly stood up, and he and the guard nicknamed "Black Gloves" carried a large The iron box came to Ryan.

"This is?" Ryan had a premonition, and he stood up.

"This is a finely crafted power armor composed of the gray knight's holy shield that Belisarius Kaul, the great sage of the Mechanic Cult of Mars, received an order from His Majesty to tailor for you." The black glove opened the iron box: "Please Try it."

"it is good!"

When wearing the silver full-body Seiko Power Armor, Ryan can feel the endless power gathering in the armor, and his spiritual energy drives the countless functions of this plate armor, in addition to creating a holy shield energy field to resist long-range attacks and pass through Psionic power drives self-healing, and many more functions are waiting for him to discover.

In the forest, the Custodians and Lion drank dadan.

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The next morning, Ryan returned to the Baron's castle alone.

The forbidden army has been hidden in the dark, and there are still many places to hide in the barony. Ryan and them agreed that if they did not meet a strong enough enemy, the forbidden army would not appear.

What really matters is Ryan's own growth. This is the main reason why the Emperor sent the Imperial Army to help Ryan. He hopes that Ryan can grow up without any worries, instead of handing everything over to the Imperial Army.

And Ryan could vaguely feel that the imperial guards might have other missions to do when they came to this world, because the big man as the team leader said that his father was very interested in the ancient holy relics in Lustria.

But this has nothing to do with him for the time being.

The land inspection order has been issued, and Gasparton, who is a tax collector, is leading his soldiers to carefully inspect the cultivated land and population of the Barony of Jean to ensure that every piece of land can be taxed. Lops and Al Fred was also involved in the operation.

Ryan was sitting in his office on the second floor of the castle.

He is going to design his own family crest.

Any great nobleman must have his own family crest. Ryan is now a baron, and he also needs to have his own family crest.

A real family coat of arms is very complicated, and Ryan doesn't plan to design it that complicated, but the three-piece family coat of arms-the coat of arms, the crown, and the motto must be considered.

The coat of arms represents the symbol of the family, the crown decoration represents the status of the family, and the motto represents the tradition of the family.

Lane does not intend to create originals, because he has ready-made ones to learn from.

So our new baron lay down on the table and started his own design.

The head maid, Emilia, and his personal maid, Orika, stood beside him watching his creation.

"Mr. Ryan, did you choose the red and white coat of arms?" Emilia asked.

"Yeah!" Ryan nodded.

In the design of the coat of arms, the requirements for color are relatively deep. A qualified coat of arms is generally composed of two colors, namely metallic color (gold and silver) and background color (blue, red, purple, black, green). The colors between should be clear to ensure that it is not easy to confuse.

First, a vertical line in the middle separates the two colors of red and white, then a book pattern appears in the middle of the coat of arms, a sharp sword passes through the book from top to bottom, and the top of the book is covered with a bright red stamp.

A baronial crown was placed on top of the coat of arms, representing Lane's baronial status.

"I always feel like something is missing." Ryan raised his head and asked Emilia.

"Well~Mr. Lane, why did you put the sword through a book?" Emilia asked after thinking for a while.

"Because knowledge is power." Ryan laughed.

"I always feel that something is missing. Many family coats of arms use animals or symbols. Master, I think you should add something. If it's just this, it's too monotonous." Orika also put forward her own opinion.

After opening his heart last night, the dark elf's face seemed to be less cold and more human.

So Ryan buried himself in his work and didn't notice any changes in the room.

A silver skull was placed in the middle of the book of coats of arms.

"Well, that's good." Seeing the silver skull, Ryan said with satisfaction.

"Why do you always like to decorate yourself with skeletons?" A charming female voice whispered in his ear, and at the same time, the fragrance of flowers and grass came to his senses.

"Because the skeleton is a symbol of human holiness!" Ryan said as a matter of course, and at the same time he was a little surprised, why did his two maids stick so close to him and talk?

He suddenly realized something was wrong.

Looking up, the fairy in the lake was looking at herself with a smile: "My lady?!"

"Designing the family crest?" The fairy in the lake first smiled at Emilia, then stared at Olika with a cold gaze for a while, and then waved her hand to signal them to go down.

The two maids stepped back immediately, and among them Olika looked at the fairy in the lake with a flash of light in her eyes.

Sure enough, this so-called patron saint of the knight kingdom is that...

updated! In the near future, I will write some plots of farming, which is inevitable, please be patient.