Yanxing led his team to Newta City. Because Siber greeted the city gate guards in advance, he did not get too much trouble because of the accompanying swamp werewolf.

However, the officer guarding the city gate did not give Yan Xing a good look. Recruiting the swamp barbarians as human lords under his command must also be barbarians from remote places.

If you are accompanied with the despised race, you will naturally be despised.

If it weren't for the fact that Knight Siber was the youngest daughter of the city lord, the soldiers of the Principality who guarded the city gate would have stripped down all the armor on these werewolfs and expelled them all.

The armor on these werewolfs is really great.

They must have snatched it!

And what are these werewolf riding? The two wheels in front and back run so fast on the stone road, and they still don’t fall!

Yan Xing, wearing armor, rode a sweat-blooded BMW in a vest, swaggered through the city gate, and walked into Newta City under the various eyes of the guards.

The roads in the city are paved with broken flat bluestones. Although the bicycle is a bit bumpy when driving on it, the good shock absorption system makes the riding comfort much better than on the grassland.

The swamp werewolf warrior entered the city and was immediately discovered by pedestrians on the road.

The civilians were so scared that they hid in the houses on both sides of the road, and some soldiers and mercenaries took out their weapons to protect their masters and employers.

The street was quiet, and everyone held their breath and looked at the strange team walking in the middle of the road.

The knight in the lead is very majestic.

The armor he was wearing reflected the sunlight like a mirror. The decorative bands on the armor were blowing with the momentum of the strong, and the magic power overflowed from the gaps in the armor.

The war horse he rode could not tell what kind of blood was, but the beautiful body shape and temperament showed that it must belong to the top famous horse race.

This knight has a great origin and must be a child of a noble family.

But how could an excellent knight be with the marsh?

Seeing the swamp werewolf rolling in the mud, people's evaluation of the knight immediately dropped from the peak to the bottom.

The level of a person's identity, his appearance and outfit are important standards.

But that's the surface!

The key indicator for truly judging a person's identity is to look at his entourage.

The entourage has a high rank and is still noble no matter how simple the clothes are.

The serf has a low rank and no matter how good the appearance is, your background is still ordinary.

Of course, the racial origin of the minion can also be extra points and deduct points.

A dancer with an Elf Sword is definitely more respectful than a orc ogre.

The swamp tribe is at the bottom of many contempt chains, and werewolf is at the bottom of the swamp tribe.

Who do you despise?

You only have a group of farmers carrying manure forks as followers, and it is better than taking a group of swamp werewolfs.

It must be a rude and savage knight in a remote countryside.

These armor and war horses of him must have been stolen!

This is the first impression most people who meet Yan Xing for the first time.

Of course, the knight is a knight, and he still has so many minions. The quality is not good, and the quantity is quite sufficient.

Although ordinary civilians can despise themselves in their hearts because of their superiority of race, they still follow their class status to salute the knights walking in the middle of the road.

I secretly looked at the bicycle riding werewolf and thought to myself... Why doesn't it fall?

Yan Xing has been in this world for so long and has seen so many people for the first time. How could he have thought that he would have brought the werewolf into the city and made himself a country knight secretly despised?

Yanxing was very happy to watch the civilians on both sides of the road saluting him.

Whether you are close or not, people of the same clan.

I looked at the carriage on the side of the road again. There was a beautiful lady in her grandmother looking at herself with the curtains raised.

Yan Xing, who turned on the ambient light and built-in fan, felt that he was so handsome now that he was touching the girl's heart.

He reached out to say hello to the girl, and the scared girl quickly put down the curtains.

So shy...

Yan Xing, who felt very good about himself, smiled and continued to ride on the horse with his head held high and his chest raised.

Then he thought of something and said to Donna who was following him on a horse, "Donna, send the candy I brought to the people who are welcomed."

"Yes, Master."

Donna jumped off the horse, took out some "big white free" milk candy from the carriage with other maids and accompanying peasant servants.

It is indeed "Dabai Free".

Yanxingtu bought cheaper items on an e-commerce platform, and it is difficult to avoid it if it is less.

Anyway, it's not something you eat.

Donna took the maid and the farmers to distribute milk candy to those on both sides of the road.

At first, people didn't know what this was, and there was a milky white thing like a stone wrapped in the thin paper.

When Donna and the others said that this was a milk candy that could be eaten, someone carefully put the candy in his mouth.

For a moment... the milk fragrance that I had never tasted before was mixed with sweet honey, as if it could melt the whole person.

Everyone's taste buds touched a candy, and they couldn't help but make satisfying hums.

They have never eaten this kind of candy that makes people feel happy everywhere in their bodies. This is simply a gift from God to themselves.

Everyone is enjoying the wonderful feeling brought to themselves by the taste, and sincerely thanks to those who give them such delicious candies.

"You should thank my master." The maids and servants who distributed the candy said, "Master Yanxing, generous and kind."

"Master Yanxing, generous and kind."

All those who praised Hiroshi got a few more pieces of milk candy, allowing more people to join the ranks of Hiroshi.

"Master Yanxing, generous and kind."

The entire north gate of Newta City was crowded with people in a short time. More and more people heard that the generous masters distributed delicious candies here for free, and more people rushed here.

Everyone shouted "command" and reached out, wanting to get candy that everyone was praising.

It squeezed the entire street out of nowhere.

The werewolf formed a human wall to block the crowd.

Yan Xing asked Donna for a bag of milk candy, and smiled and grabbed a lot of candy and sprinkled into the crowd.

After a while, the city defense force was recruited.

"Scatter, all of them!" The leader of the knight officer shouted on the horse, directing soldiers to drive away the civilians who blocked the road. When he reached the front of Yanxing, he looked at the strange team of the group and asked: "Who are you? Why are there swamp werewolfs in your team!

Who told you to enter the city?"

Yanxing thought that when he first entered the city, the officer guarding the gate once mentioned Siber's name.

It seems that the female knight riding a royal griffin I met outside the city is very status-based.

So Yanxing replied, "I am Yanxing, the lord of the Eternal Territory. These werewolfs are my followers.

As for who let us enter the city?
Chapter completed!