Chapter 220: Enlistment

Rod Er, as a junior officer, commands fifteen men.

Life is still quite comfortable.

At the moment he holds a cup of hot mead, watches the sunset outside, sits on a fluffy chair, with a warm fireplace beside him—no need to mention how comfortable it is.

But although his body is comfortable, his mind is a bit anxious.

Because the conscription period ends in three days.

He needs to recruit twenty people this time, but is still short four.

Not just anyone can be recruited; they must be strong and robust, not necessarily trained in martial arts, but at least agile and good with water.

Otherwise, recruiting those clumsy, awkward ones would risk them killing themselves before even encountering an enemy on the ship!

Originally, there was no conscription in winter, but who ordered a battle before?

It is said another battle will come soon, so King Haral is now urgently conscripting.

Rod Er sighed, about to take a sip of mead—

"Bang!"

The door was flung open, and a panicked young soldier rushed in: "Lord Rod Er, trouble! Ge Wa has been hung on a tree!"

"Pfft—"

Rod Er spat out his mead. He hurriedly wiped his mouth with his sleeve, sprang to his feet: "What on earth is happening?!"

"Ge Wa can survive three days in monster-infested forests—he's a tough guy!"

The reporting soldier, panting, explained: "Just now, while we were conscripting, a fellow claiming to be Ares showed up."

"He immediately said he wanted to skip the selection and have us pit ten men against him directly."

"You know Ge Wa's hot temper; he charged in on the spot."

"Then that person just waved his hand, and Ge Wa was hung on the tree! The move was so fast we couldn't even see it clearly!"

"That's how it happened."

After hearing his explanation.

Rod Er instantly understood—it was a Divine Favored-level individual!

Ge Wa received a divine gift during a childhood ceremony, giving him a physique far beyond ordinary people; someone who could subdue him so easily is certainly no ordinary foe.

"I'll go see for myself," Rod Er said gravely, striding swiftly toward the conscription site.

Upon arriving, he saw a strange scene: his subordinates were attentively surrounding a figure seated in a chair, some massaging shoulders, others rubbing legs, and some bringing food.

Meanwhile, the aforementioned Ge Wa hung on a nearby oak like a salted fish, head drooping, face full of existential doubt.

Seeing Rod Er arrive, the soldiers immediately halted and shouted in unison:

"Lord Rod Er!"

Rod Er's gaze fell on the seated figure.

It was a blond, blue-eyed youth, wearing a seemingly simple yet exquisitely crafted long robe, exuding an air of distinction.

He leisurely sipped fine wine, taking the surrounding attentiveness as routine, as if this had always been his way of life.

In fact, it was Yu Lin.

Anyway, Ares loves fighting; now using his name to cause trouble in Northern Europe, the brawls will never end.

Two birds with one stone.

Yu Lin is still too caring.

"You are Ares?" Rod Er asked cautiously.

Yu Lin set down his cup, rose and gave a slight smile: "Yes."

"I came to join you, but I don't want to start as a lowly soldier."

"That's how it is."

Hearing that, Rod Er glanced at the Ge Wa hanging by the tree and said immediately: "No problem!"

"With you joining us, this mission will be overfilled."

"We will set out the day after tomorrow to return to the Royal Palace; then I will personally escort you to meet the king, who will surely be delighted by your joining!"

"Yes," Yu Lin nodded in understanding, then rose and said:

"Then I'll trouble you tonight."

"Thank you."

Rod Er, knowing he needed to arrange lodging himself, turned and called to a soldier: "Na Er Sen, come here."

"Take Ares to that house over there."

He raised his hand, pointing to a nearby house.

It was actually the house next door.

Ordinary soldiers share a room, but someone of Yu Lin's caliber certainly warrants a separate house.

If the king is pleased to recruit someone of Yu Lin's level, the ensuing rewards will be plentiful!

We can't let anyone escape!

Na Er Sen was the young man who just massaged Yu Lin's shoulders, about nineteen years old, roughly 1.75 m tall, fairly sturdy, with a constant smile.

Hearing Rod Er call him, he replied immediately: "Alright!"

"Brother, you and I, come along."

Yu Lin and Na Er Sen walked toward the house.

Walking, they asked:

"Na Er Sen, are you a local?"

Na Er Sen shook his head, pointing to the mountains on the right: "No, my home is in the village over there."

The village needs to send a person to join the army; I still have two younger brothers at home to care for our parents, and I also want to improve my family's livelihood, so I came.

"Big brother, where are you from? Can I follow you later?"

Yu Lin nodded, "So that's how it is."

"I come from a very distant place; if you go there, you'll have to travel for a very long, very long time."

"As for following me… I'll see how you perform."

He gave a slight smile, but did not answer Na Er Sen directly.

After all, he would later die gloriously on the battlefield.

Na Er Sen, hearing him, was quite considerate and did not press the issue; after chatting about other things and giving some instructions, he left.

By then, night had fallen completely.

Yu Lin sat inside the house, took out some food and ate.

The three of Dragon Elder, when they came here, had already broken away from the Ding Pattern and begun traveling everywhere.

It is said that Dragon Elder intends to write a book titled "A Dragon's Travel Guide."

The Qilin Pure Attendant follows whatever Dragon Elder plays with.

White Tiger, having stayed in the Cauldron too long, is interested in everything.

Never mind, as long as they're happy.

Yu Lin swallowed the grilled lamb chop, and just as he was about to take a sip of water, a knock sounded at the door.

"Please come in."

Accompanied by the door opening, Ge Wa's figure appeared in Yu Lin's sight.

Without waiting for Yu Lin to ask his purpose, they knelt with a thud and said:

"I beg you, teach me martial arts, teach me the way to become stronger."

"I am willing to give my all!"

Yu Lin: "............"

He thought, "Just because Northern Europe is martial, or these guys who can set out to plunder the world as pirates."

"Rise."

"Tell me, how did you obtain your abilities?"