"Don't you welcome bards here?"

"This is really too much. Even if you're not welcome, why are you holding up a weapon?"

Lanfric was chattering at the city gate.

The sound attracted the attention of the people passing by.

However, the members of the third team ignored these noisy voices and strictly carried out Joel's orders. There was no difference from the words expressed by Lord Joel. Lanfric, who came and went freely in other territories, entered

When he was in Youle City, it was regulated and he didn't seem to dare to break in.

This is further confirmed by Joel's previous words.

Lanfric was indeed his dependent, and only this could explain the reason why Lanfric had to enter through the main entrance.

You know, the member of the third team is Lanfrick, who has been investigating for a period of time under Sidney's organization, and the most information obtained from the investigation is the mystery. Lanfrick always appears in different places.

He is as ethereal as the bard in the story.

Many nobles, following the Holy Empire's wanted orders, took action against Lanfric who suddenly appeared, but these actions failed without exception.

And such people will never be stumped by a fixed city wall.

While this farce was still going on, some exclamations of surprise came from the businessmen's team.

"It's incredible."

Avalan, who was among the ranks of the Chamber of Commerce, expressed emotion. He regarded the city of Yoel as the target of his plans, and planned to arrive here in advance to make preparations.

Many civilians in Youle City looked at Lanfric who was messing around at the gate of the city as if they were watching a play.

But they had no idea what kind of waves the bard in front of them had caused in the Holy Empire.

Just when he thought he overestimated Joel Starla Igukuno, reality would always deny Avalan's guess.

Lanfrick, who was busy at the city gate, seemed to have given up on entering the town, and left after a while with regret.

Avalon led a small team towards Lanfric. Among the dense crowd, this kind of diversion was not conspicuous.

Joel, who was overlooking everything in the sky, said to Sidney next to him: "Did you see that? This is called fishing."

Joel said that he learned another trick.

He uses Lanfric to try out new learning.

Sidney watched in astonishment. Although he had disguised himself and disguised himself, Sidney could still tell that the nobleman who followed Lanfric was the Duke of Avalon.

He originally thought that Yoel's refusal to allow Lanfric to enter the city was simply an act of revenge, but he did not expect that the matter was far beyond his expectation.

It turned out that he planned to use Lanfrick as bait to catch those ambitious nobles.

The reason why the Holy Empire wanted Lanfrick so anxiously was because of what he knew, which is commonly known as intelligence. In the true sense, except for ambitious people who have the desire to control, who would be interested in the powerful dragon?

What about interest? For nobles without ambition, what they hope is that the dragon will not arrive in their territory.

"What are you going to do next?" Sidney asked puzzledly.

"It goes without saying." Yoel decided, "Robbery. You know, ambitious guys often have the most treasures."

An unexpected answer, but it has the charm of "immortal jumping".

Lanfrick walked very fast. At first glance, he seemed to be walking at a leisurely pace, but upon closer inspection, he found that ordinary people's running speed was far less than this speed.

It wasn't until he reached the jungle some distance away from Yoel City that he slowed down and spoke behind him.

"What's a bard doing with me?"

"I would like to meet a bard who knows the history of the Dark Empire era."

Avalan came out of the turning point and spoke straightforwardly.

Covering up has no meaning.

"I'm just an ordinary bard who likes to tell dirty jokes. You really like to joke. What's the dark empire? Does such an empire exist?" Lanfrick laughed.

"Or should I call you, Mr. Lanfrick, the Dragon Master?"

Lanfrick's smile sank, "Duke Avalan of the Holy Empire, we are all adults. You should be able to tell that I don't intend to admit my identity. We shouldn't be more mature and treat it like this."

Finish."

Avalan smiled, bowed slightly, and replied apologetically: "If so, it was my fault."

"Let's go quickly, it'll be too late if it's too late." Lanfrick shook his head, apologizing in his eyes.

Avalon didn't understand the meaning of his eyes, so he asked vaguely: "Why is it too late...?"

When he spoke to the last moment.

A loud rumbling sound just exploded next to my ears.

A silver body just occupied all his sight.

Avalan's guarded mind realized the crisis, and without thinking, he abandoned his subordinates in an instant. Eight wings emerged from behind him, and at the same time they flapped to create a strong explosion in an attempt to jump into the jungle.

The silver-white claws were faster than that, stopping him in front of him before he jumped forward.

Indescribable severe pain came from all parts of his body. The claws looked fleshy, but were harder than the magic suit.

Avalan fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Everything happened too fast, and the followers who realized what was happening belatedly stood in his way.

"Silver Dragon...Your Excellency Yoel."

Avalan addressed him respectfully and lowered his head.

Joel didn't mean to look at Avalan's standard etiquette at all. He stretched out his paw. Worried that Avalan, who had his head lowered, couldn't see it, he deliberately lowered the height of his paw and placed it on Avalan's chest.

In front of his body, he rubbed it with gestures common to the silver dragon world.

"Huh...?" Avalan was undoubtedly confused, so he made such a voice full of doubts.

Joel stopped his gesture dissatisfied and patted the floor.

The claws that were deeply embedded in the earth made Avalan and his followers shiver.

"Since you don't understand the gestures of the silver dragon, then I will explain it more clearly..." Joel took a deep breath, and then said honestly, "Robbery! Hand over the treasure."

Lanfrick spread his hands, sighed and replied: "I've already told you, why do you follow me?"

"Forehead."

Looking at Lanfrick with a helpless expression, he contacted Joel about his actions.

Avalon understood.

It seemed that he had entered a trap, and the bait in the trap was Lanfric.

"Sir Yoel, I am happy to hand over my treasure." Avalon put away his nervousness and smiled.

After saying this, he neatly handed over the property he brought this time and signaled other followers to also present the property.

Joel took away all the treasures with satisfaction, and carefully looked at Avalon and his entourage, confirming that there was no treasure left before nodding.

His gaze shifted to Lanfrick.

"..Watch what I do?"

Lanfric looked around and made sure that Joel's eyes were on him, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Where is your treasure?" Joel asked.

"But you gave me no treasure," said Lanfric.

A seemingly strange answer, but it was also Lanfrick's answer.

As a dependent of Joel, Lanfric had no treasure at all when Joel did not give him any treasure.

Even the looted treasure will be immediately delivered to Joel by transmitting the badge.

"The clothes you are wearing, such gorgeous clothes, don't look like a down-and-out bard. These clothes can also be sold for a little treasure." Joel said.

"it's not good.."

Lanfrick wanted to refuse, but looking at Joel's straight eyes, he understood that it was impossible to refuse.

Joel has never asked for clothes in the past, but now it seems that Lanfrick thinks this is revenge.

The matter of his discrediting Joel's remarks on his mobile phone has been exposed. Joel contacted him about this matter. Lanfrick's explanation for this was, "I wanted to increase the popularity of Joel, so

Deliberately raising the level of discussion on Mr. Joel's topic and proposing opinions that are contrary to what most people think will improve the results of the discussion."

Listen, what a nice explanation.

He also praised Joel in disguise, saying that most people today agree with Joel's greatness.

However, it seems that a simple explanation still cannot win Joel's understanding.

"Here are your clothes." Joel prepared a relatively tattered piece of clothing and handed it to Lanfrick.

"I'm not a bard?" Lanfrick's mouth twitched, and such words were clearly written on the back of his clothes.

Is this Joel's bad taste?
To be continued...