Inventor of another world, the little female ghost wants to kidnap me

Chapter 420 Return to the World Tree

The magician also found it strange to see Miss's suspicious look.

"I heard that in the past six months, someone has been holding a gold ring to pretend to be Lord Hobert's token. I didn't expect that even Lord Miss would..."

Seemingly regaining his sanity, Serus raised his head from the swordswoman's feet with difficulty, "What? Is it true this time?"

He never expected that the real new acting legion commander would appear in the same way as the imposter.

When Miss took the golden ring, he suddenly understood Hobert's thoughts.

Since the "token" that can command 300,000 paladins does not exist, this ring must be a deception cast by Hubert.

In order to confuse some people who intend to use the Holy Knights to do bad things.

He knew without guessing that the person who had been holding the gold ring and trying to control the Holy Knights in the past six months must have been sent by Michelle.

Michelle thought he had discovered a shocking secret, but little did he know that the control of the Holy Knights had already been conveyed to the city of Rezewitt by Hobert in the form of verbal orders.

Therefore, even if the efforts of the past six months were in vain, he would only think that there was something wrong with the gold ring he found and it could not be mistaken for the real thing.

"It is indeed not easy to become the leader of three hundred thousand holy knights..."

Miss withdrew his thoughts, looked at the pitiful Serus, and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

The female swordsman waved her hand and said, "Don't worry about him, Acting Legion Commander. This guy has been practicing swords since he was a child and his brain has been damaged. He may lose control occasionally. It's okay."

Hearing this, Serus groaned, "It hurts... Ouch..."

Before he could finish his words, his head was stepped into the ground again and he could not resist.

Miss was hesitant to speak, as he always felt that these paladins were not the same as the paladins he had imagined.

Everyone around Serles is at level 5.

Miss guessed that these people should be all the captains of the Holy Knights.

He glanced around and said, "I have something very important to do. I'm sorry I don't have the extra time to talk to you in detail."

"Hobert forced the position of acting legion commander on me without even giving me a chance to refuse."

"But don't worry, I will help you find a better home later."

Miss turned and left. The paladins were silent and lowered their heads. The previous joy disappeared.

Just as Miss and others were about to enter the World Tree, voices sounded from behind.

"We will always trust Lord Hobert, just as we trust Lord Blavender."

"So our trust in you is no less than that of those two adults."

"Can you let me get up first?"

"Since Lord Hobert has handed us over to you, it means that you are our best destination."

"We will obey any of your orders unconditionally, even if it means asking us to die."

"Can you get off me first, thank you..."

"So, acting legion commander, Lord Mis, please give your first order!"

"Please give the order, Lord Mis!"

"Hey, hey, hey, is there anyone paying attention to me..."

Miss looked at these people and felt touched.

"You are paladins, not death warriors..."

Faced with everyone's expectant gazes, Miss unsurprisingly gave in.

"Very spirited. Your next mission is to defend this city of Rezewitt until I come out."

This is a meaningless command.

After all, it was his first time commanding so many people and he had no experience.

Afterwards, the paladins made way, and the entrance to the World Tree finally appeared before Miss.

The moment he stepped into the World Tree, the small wreath under his earlobe swayed slightly, and that refreshed feeling appeared again.

All the fatigue disappeared.

When Miss opened his eyes, what he saw was not a clear sky, but a rain of arrows.

"Ah this?"

Before he could make a move, a huge black shadow appeared, blocking everyone and blocking the magic arrows.

"Was Prey's reaction so quick before?" Miss scratched his head.

The huge black shadow was the little flying dragon Prey after it had grown in size.

Seeing this scene, Serus, who was following behind Miss, suddenly froze in expression.

"Ah! Big stupid dragon?"

The other captains also recognized Prey and were shocked.

"I didn't expect that this evil dragon is actually the pet of the Acting Legion Commander!"

"Hey, so we've been fighting with our own people before, haven't we?"

"Fortunately, Lord Hobert has already told us to just deal with it and deceive the Archbishop. I have never taken this war seriously..."

Everyone looked at each other and turned their attention to Serus.

Serus shuddered and swallowed, "Why are you looking at me? I haven't used my full strength yet."

The only female swordsman snorted coldly, "Really? 'I will kill that stupid dragon' three hundred and fifty-three times, 'Damn you, stupid dragon' five hundred and seventy-two times..."

Serus frowned slightly, "What is this?"

"You have said these past few months." The female swordsman paused and continued, "'Next time we meet, I will show you my full strength!' One thousand two hundred and thirty-three times..."

Before the female swordsman could speak again, Serus covered her mouth.

"Okay, okay, that's enough. I was just talking casually. I didn't really kill it."

The female swordsman broke free from the control, "Isn't that because you can't beat him?"

"Hey, hey, hey, aren't we in the same group?"

Just as the paladin captains were "bullying" Cerus, one masked person after another walked out of the surrounding dense forest, including many subhumans.

Affanxon stepped forward and identified himself to prevent further conflict.

Miss also discovered the location of Hestis and Nora at this time, so she did not stay at the entrance for long. She directly used the power of the world to teleport herself and Petra and her daughter to the gathering place.

Seeing Miss and others suddenly appear in the square, the nearby demihumans and long-eared elves became alert.

Outside a house filled with flowers, a white-haired old man sitting on the ground slowly opened his eyes.

After seeing Petra and her daughter, the listless big ear instantly became energetic.

The old man stood up in a hurry, not even caring about the wooden sword in his arms, leaving it stuck diagonally on the ground.

Petra, who was standing opposite, looked at her mother and asked quietly, "Mom, I don't have that wooden sword anymore. Will Grandpa still recognize us?"

Petra's mother held her daughter's hand tightly, her voice trembling, "Of course, no parent would forget their child."

There is no daughter who will not recognize her father.