"Thank you, young master," A woman voice sounded from afar, from where the Steel Legion camp located. However, Desmond did not stop; he only waves with his back palm facing toward them.
In contrast, Laura turned around and glared at them for a mont before back following her young master along with the sound of snort following it.
On the other hand, the group of rcenaries was stunned, including Veronica. Her eyes showing a trace of confusion along with other mbers; hence only Raina was understood and smiled wryly.
anwhile, after visiting the Steel Legion camp, Desmond headed toward the last rcenaries camp.
His arrival, as usual, attracted the attention of their mbers, especially their eyes that were shalessly scanning at Laura and Annie bodies that were standing behind him.
"Greetings, gentlen," Desmond spoke with a broad smile plastered on his face while spreading his arms wide as if welcoming his old friends.
Unlike when he visited the Steel Legion camp that was full of won, he used a different kind of approach to them, especially when they were full of n and after knowing so facts.
Nevertheless, his eyes also caught the glare from the purple-haired boy.
"Huh?" Despite his warm greeting, no one spoke nor greeted him back, only staring with the look of ridicule at him as if they were watching a clown.
Desmond's smile stiffened. Instead of being angry, he shook his head in disappointnt.
But when he wants about to speak, a silver-haired man approaches him expressionlessly.
"What do you want?" As soon as he arrived, the silver-haired man replied to the point.
He was Ray, the leader of Corps of Teleknights, and his impression of Desmond was rather bad.
After all, Desmond did not leave his carriage for a long ti even though they were just bodyguards; at least he should communicate a bit with them.
Coupled with that, they sheltered the purple-haired boy and his mother, making him look like an arrogant rich kid.
Right then, Ray frowned when he felt the killing intent aid at him from where Desmond's maids' standing.
As a response, Ray released his aura and pressured them.
The other mbers did not understand what was happening, but when their leader giving Desmond's party pressure, their hands began gripping their sword with his eyes narrowed toward Desmond's party.
Upon seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Desmond's eyes. The smile on his face faded with his hand stretched forward.
"Please, forgive my subordinates, brother. " Desmond spoke while tapping Ray's shoulder.
The difference between their eight was only ten cm, making him not need to raise his head when about to speak, and he could also tap his shoulder.
On the other hand, from Ray's point of view, when Desmond tapped his shoulder, he was surprised inwardly when he felt his shoulder slightly sore and in pain.
His expression twitched, and he then glanced at him for a mont before releasing the pressure on his maids.
....
If you are not reading this at webnovel, then sorry, the content you're reading is stolen!
Please! Say no to piracy! Don't take part in a cri! Don't patronize thieves!
Repent now and go here!
=> Link to the original site :
swebnovel/book/the-most-satisfied-reincarnate_18029147206144405
....
"Thank you, brother, and also, please forgive my rudeness before," Desmond apologized sincerely. He knew with Ray's strength as 3rd class Swordsman, the pressure he put on his hand was nothing to him.
Desmond just wants Ray to knew he was not weak and could not easily be ssed up. He also was confident about his strength after getting new skills.
In addition, because of Ray's personality, Desmond was sure he would not tell anyone about this.
The pride of being a leader and has the power no weaker than Vesta was the reason restraining him from telling about this.
Right after that, Desmond glanced back. His eyes et his maids for a mont before shifting back to Ray.
Don't cause unnecessary trouble, he sent magic ssages toward them. This ti, his voice was not cold or warm. It just neutral making the maids nodded silently.
"I just need your rcenaries to participate in the plan about clearing the path." Along the way, Desmond already grasped the situation about a conflict between Vesta and the rcenaries leader.
When he heard about this for the first ti, he realized the reason for the strange behavior from the Steel Legion rcenaries. Therefore, when he visits the Corps of Teleknights rcenaries, he was already prepared.
As a result, the atmosphere beca silent. All of the mbers were fell in thought before looking at Ray, waiting for their leader's decision.
Ray also was silent. For a long ti, his eyes staring at Desmond
"Why do you still ask? My mission is to escort you safely into Helmfirth city. Right now, are we arrive at the city?" Ray replied. His face was expressionless as if he never considering abandoning the mission.
"What?" On the other hand, Vaurz was dumbfounded and snapped.
Although his friend did not say anything regarding this matter at that eting, he knew Ray was unwilling by judging from his expression after leaving the tent.
"Are you sure, Ray? Vaurz continued as his body already stood beside Ray. His height was slightly taller than him, making him looked like a bodyguard even though his body was not too muscled enough.
"I see. Thank you again, brother." In contrast, Desmond's smile resurfaces on his face. He replied instantly before Vaurz has a chance to dragged this matter deeper and then turned around, headed to Vesta camp.
"Yes," Ray replied, and imdiately his body was dragged by Vaurz to the rest of the mbers. They were discussing this matter briefly with their eyes glanced helplessly at their indifferent leader before sight in tiredness.
Just by looking at the path to the Helmfirth city that was full of a boulder of rocks, already making them exhausted. The safest and best way to go back was to turn around, taking a route back from where they ca.
Unlike the Corps of Teleknights rcenaries who were busily complaining about their leader's decision, Gregory watched this and gritted his teeth with his eyes staring at the far distance figure in resentnt.
"That b*tch! So, she was the one who carried that bastard back into his carriage," Gregory spoke.
At the ti, when Annie carried Desmond on her back, Gregory was afraid about Annie's identity and did not dare to attack Desmond's carriage that was full of spells.
But who knows, she just re a maid plus she what that bastard maid!
In his opinion, judging by their body, Desmond's strength was weaker than him. Then what if Desmond was a swordsman and could chant spells as well?
Gregory was confident that his strength and speed almost reached 1st class swordsman could avoid most of the magic attacks.
He did not believe Desmond already reached 1st wizard with his age nor having the sa strength as him with that body.
Therefore, the only regret he had was when he thought Annie was an expert or a person with high authority and missed the golden chance to beat them to death.
But the truth is, Gregory had many chances to beat Desmond, yet most of them were wasted because he was scared of the aftermath.
Desmond was the son of Master Witch. Compare to him, he was just a son from the wealthy rchant that was already dead right now, and his father's body was nowhere to be found.
He still had a mother to protect and yet to claim the rest of his father's wealth.
In the end, he could only harbor the resentnt even though the insult Desmond throws at him and his mother ringing his mind.
Therefore, Gregory could only watch Desmond discussing with Ray and walk away with his maids even though the distance between them was just several steps.
Reviews
All reviews (0)