"Pierre." Bell put his hands on his knees and asked seriously: "Can you tell me directly, what did you, the 'supervisor', come to the 'new land' for?"

Pierre replied with some confidence: "Of course, it's the same literal meaning as this position - supervise military affairs and protect the country and the people."

"Supervising military affairs? What military affairs?" Bell acted like to be diligent.

"Let the foreign new land defend its military affairs by itself."

For fear that the little hunter would be out of order, Pierre immediately added: "It's not that from now on, there will be no new land in the outer area... uh, no... no army behind..."

Bell smiled generously and helplessly, signaling his friend not to be jealous: "'Motherless child', hey, how can you and me do this? Say whatever you think, and continue to say."

Pierre apologized: "I don't mean that the outer new land will only rely on itself from now on - if the Terdun tribe or other barbarian tribe dares to invade again, of course, you will send troops to beat them up."

Bell nodded, expressing his approval.

Pierre continued: "But this situation is unlikely to happen. The main 'live' of the outer new reclamation area is border patrol, fugitive arrest, and protection of trade routes to Chihe tribe.

"Although these miscellaneous tasks are not as fatal as the main battle, they also require a large number of manpower. The cavalry in your hands is very precious and cannot be wasted in such places.

"So you plan to form a cavalry unit in the outer new reclamation area so that the outer new reclamation area can solve border services on its own, rather than relying on the cavalry of the 'Iron Peak County' like now."

Bell nodded again, but this time his nod was more to say that it was to let Pierre continue to talk.

Pierre hesitated for a moment and said another rumor: "What's more, the 'new army' is about to be reorganized. It is said that by then, the entire cavalry of the army will be reorganized into several cavalry regiments. By then, the 'Tiefeng County Cavalry' will no longer be the cavalry of the Tiefeng County. Even if you want to send cavalry to the new land, it will not be so easy."

"Wait, what is the 'New Army'?"

Pierre was speechless for a moment: "This...is a long story. In short, we are now all the 'New Army of the Republic of Paratus'."

Bell scratched his head: "That is to say, you have to recruit soldiers from Wenduoer's headquarters, train soldiers, and use troops... Then what does it mean to protect the country and protect the people?"

"Stop the Chihe tribe's penetration of the south bank of the Jinliu River and beware of the resurgence of the Terdun tribe."

"Well, is there any?"

After a brief consideration of the words, Pierre replied seriously: "In fact, your expectations for the outer new land are not just to 'be able to defend himself', and not to restrain his power or disperse his power - you are looking forward to the outer new land can become the source of his power."

Although the friend said it was very literary, Bell still understood it. He exhaled: "This is the main purpose of your visit to the new land outside, right? Turn the Wenduoer into the Dusa people and then collect blood taxes."

"I'm here to collect blood taxes," Pierre admitted happily. He heard a hint of resistance in the little hunter's tone, so he asked, "What's wrong with blood taxes? What's wrong with it? Someone wants to pay it, but there's no chance yet...ah, sorry, I'm not..."

Pierre, who knew he was wrong, slapped himself hard in the face.

To be honest, when his friend said, "Someone wants to make friends, but there is no chance yet," Bell didn't feel anything special. Instead, Pierre's slap himself made Bell a little unhappy.

The little hunter who could not stop him was humiliated for a while, sighed and looked up at his friend, with a gaze: "I will only ask you one thing, was the centurion telling you what you said?"

"Yes." Pierre replied firmly, but the next second he added: "But it was not what you 'in person' told me..."

Bell frowned.

Pierre gestured and explained: "Your Excellency is very busy recently, very busy, and he is not busy for most of his time. When I learned of the appointment, you were inspecting the arsenal in Revodantan. So the 'those' was told by Officer Mason to me, and what Your Excellency Mason said can basically be equivalent to your words."

Bell took action without comment.

Pierre continued: "In fact, my appointment has not been officially issued yet. Even this letter of commission was obtained in advance - now it is different from before, everything has to go through the process, which is very troublesome."

Bell thought he had understood everything he needed to know, so he patted his knees and said in a rough voice: "Well, Pierre, now you might as well treat me as a herder who lives on the grasslands, fights wild animals, and fights bad weather, a 'barbarian' of the people of Paratu, a target of blood taxes, and an ordinary Heard.

"You - Pierre Girardnovic, a great man from the horizon, the commander of the outer new land - how do you make me obey your orders?"

Bell's eyes fell on the letter of appointment between the two, deliberately with a little provocation, and asked, "Just this piece of paper?"

"What?" Pierre's eyes became stern: "Do they dare not recognize your authority?"

"Of course they will obey the authority of Badu!" Bell said firmly: "They have all broken arrows and made oaths! If someone disobeys, the centurion has the power to kill him and throw his body into an uninhabited place."

Pierre waited patiently for the little hunter to say "but".

"But." Bell changed his subject and picked up Pierre's letter of appointment: "They will not recognize the 'National Assembly', nor will you, nor will you recognize the paper you brought...."

After a moment of silence, Pierre had to admit that what Bell Ralphnovic said was right.

When Pierre first learned of his future appointment, he felt angry, ecstatic and frightened.

The anger was because he was once again sent to a place far away from the "main battlefield", which was like this before the Battle of Blood Mud, and before the Battle of River Valley Village. He always showed off his skills in the first, second and third acts, and then regretfully missed the fourth act, and was mentioned in the fifth act, and showed his face at the end of the curtain call.

He is obviously one of the protagonists, and he has paid less than anyone else, but he can only watch others accept cheers and cheers in the corner, and is ridiculed by some dark villains to be on stage and end the curtain call.

He knew that this was not because he was not valued, but because he was too valued and was always sent to perform tasks that could only be given to him with confidence.

He never complained or slacked off. He always tried his best to complete the mission he had assigned to him.

But he will still be angry at his fate.

It is natural to accompany anger, and the ecstasy from the heart.

Finally, he finally got a chance to prove himself.

A difficult, important, and unrestricted opportunity to prove yourself.

This is simply what he dreamed of.

He was so ecstatic that he wanted to laugh and scream, he wanted to jump to the bell tower of Maple Stone Cathedral and let everyone hear him.

Finally, there is fear.

He was frightened because he understood the importance of the appointment of the "Guardian of the Foreign Reclamation Land".

This position was given nearly unlimited power, and all matters in the outer new reclamation land could be decided in one sentence.

What kind of military commander? He is simply the "deputy king".

However, with infinite power, there must be unlimited responsibility and earnest expectations.

He couldn't help but wonder whether he could take on this important task.

He even more doubted whether he could get this extremely important position, as some people said... again because of nepotism.

Anger, ecstasy and panic, and the three emotions mixed together made Pierre feel an impulse - he didn't want to ask anyone for help or ask anyone for advice. He wanted to go the hardest way, and he wanted to make a great cause that others could not achieve, blocking all the sarcastic villains' mouths.

From the moment this impulse becomes uncontrollable.

So Pierre came to this camp, came to this tent, and came to the little hunter.

However, at this moment, Pierre Girardnovic Mitchell's sanity finally defeated the impulse.

In fact, he always understood that he would not want to ask for it. He was too arrogant when he was stubborn and riding into the wasteland alone with a letter of appointment. He was too eager to try to prove his thoughts.

He just didn't want to face this.

"Oh, I know, you were delayed... so you kept holding back your energy..." Bell looked at his friend who didn't say a word, and felt very sad when he thought of the torture Pierre suffered in Alpad's prison. He comforted softly:

"The Centurion also knows it, so this time I will entrust you with important responsibilities. The Centurion will not only give you a piece of paper, he must have other arrangements for you, so go back and have a chat with the Centurion. This time, I will come here to learn about the situation in advance before the official appointment is issued..."

Bell was talking, and Pierre slapped himself hard again.

"Hey!" the little hunter rushed forward and grabbed Pierre's hand, and asked in anger: "What are you doing?"

Compared to the stunned little hunter, Pierre seemed very calm.

"I should not put my demands before my mission." Pierre said word by word as if he had given himself a judgment: "This is unforgivable."

"No one blames you at all!" Bell was so angry that he wanted to laugh.

"I will explain the difficulties to you and ask for help..."

"That's right."

"But I won't just leave like that, either."

Bell was stunned for a moment: "Ah?"

Pierre said loudly: "Since I am going to learn about the situation of the new land before the official appointment is issued. Then, how can I be qualified to leave before I know anything?!"

Bell raised his eyebrows little by little.

"Take me about the new land in the outer land, Bel Ralphnovic, let me know the people of this land, let's talk about it..."

Pierre smiled: "I haven't seen the little guy yet."
Chapter completed!