Overlord, I don't want to be the Holy Queen's Great Sword

At this time, after running all the way, Green finally stopped and couldn't help but breathe heavily, but when he looked at the scene inside the city gate, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but excitedly bumped his friend who was riding a argali in front of him with his shoulder.

"Hey, that girl, is that girl the descendant of Urek?"

"They look so alike!"

"I remember when Yurek was brought to us as a child, he was about this age!"

Green couldn't help but say this as he looked at Carl in the distance. The dwarves present were also in a trance after hearing this, as if they had returned to the past.

At this moment, at the city gate, Vargan's expression was not as surprised as Green's.

After all, he knew that it was a bit abrupt for him to suddenly come back with so many dwarves after going out, but since he had agreed, Green and others could follow.

Naturally, he thought of the current situation. Although it was a bit embarrassing, Valgan took a deep breath and immediately prepared to take on the responsibility.

But to his surprise, before he opened his mouth, Karko took the lead and looked at the many dwarves and asked.

"Captain Valgan, I guess these are the other members of your mercenary group, right?"

"Were you worried about causing misunderstandings before, so you didn't invite them in?"

When Valgan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then he immediately reacted with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

"Yes, Your Highness."

"I see... Come to think of it, I don't know the name of your mercenary group, Captain Valgan. Can you tell me? I have a gift for you, too."

"This one……"

"Black Armor, the name of our mercenary group is Black Armor, Your Highness."

After a slight hesitation in answering Karl's question, Vargan immediately made up a name for his mercenary group.

After all, the armor they wore back then was all dark grey. Apart from some simple carvings, the decorations inlaid on the armor that originally symbolized their status and glory had long disappeared over the years.

They did not restore the decorations on their armor, or rather, in their own opinion, the moment they failed to protect the Dwarf Kingdom, they were no longer qualified to add those decorations.

On the contrary, they even have to take this as a warning to remind themselves all the time.

So even though anyone with a discerning eye could see that their armor was special, without some key symbols, and given that the Hill Dwarf Kingdom had been destroyed for two hundred years, it was estimated that not many people would be able to recognize them at once.

Of course, after today's battle, there must be quite a few people who can find their information, but it doesn't matter.

Valgan, including all the dwarves, were actually feeling quite uncomfortable.

They hoped that Kalko, as the descendant of Besares, would recognize them and know that they, the dwarves, came for the old alliance.

At the same time, they did not want Karl to discover their identities, because they all felt guilty, and they did not want to see the descendants of the comrade who sacrificed for them asking them the unanswerable question.

How my ancestors sacrificed themselves.

None of the dwarves present had an answer to this question.

For a moment, many dwarves, including Vargan, looked at Karko anxiously.

Because Karl asked them the name of the mercenary group, they had already sensed some signs.

"Your Highness, why do you suddenly ask this question?"

Vargan hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to refuse.

"We are just some mercenaries after all. You give us money and we fight for you. As for gifts, there is no need for that."

For a moment, the many dwarves behind Vargan nodded secretly.

Although they were still some distance away from the city gate, those present were not ordinary people, and they could hear the sounds at this distance clearly.

Seeing this, Carl couldn't help but laugh.

"Captain Valgan, you saved the entire Pioneer City this time. These are just some gifts. If even you are unwilling to accept them, then is there anyone else in the entire Pioneer City who can accept these things with peace of mind?"

Valgan opened his mouth, but finally fell into silence.

As the king of the Dwarf Kingdom, he could naturally understand the meaning of Kalko's words.

If a leader cannot even distinguish between rewards and punishments, then the morale of his subordinates will be lost.

"And speaking of which, Captain Valgan, you are also hill dwarves. This gift happens to be very suitable for you."

Karl said with a smile, and even Fluder beside him smiled and gently stroked his long beard with one hand.

What do you mean we are hill dwarves too?

At this moment, not only Vargan, but also many hill dwarves behind him could not help but have this thought in their minds.

All the dwarves present looked at each other, with an inexplicable feeling in their hearts, and then they saw a familiar badge being taken out of Karko's pocket.

White background with gold edges, and a griffin flying.

For a moment, all the dwarves present were stunned.

Then not only Vargan and Green, but the entire Griffin Knights looked at Karko with particularly complicated expressions.

Karko handed the badge to Valgan and explained with a smile.

"This badge was given to me by my father. He said it represents the glory of a once very powerful hill dwarf kingdom."

“Likewise, our family has always been proud to pass on this badge.”

"But today, I am willing to hand this badge to you, hoping that..."

Karl couldn't help but smile when he said this, and then continued.

"I hope that everyone in Black Armor can wear this badge and restore the glory of the Hill Dwarf Kingdom."

Vargan stared at the badge in front of him, then looked up at the girl in front of him, his expression dazed for a moment.

"Your Highness, are you sure you want to give us this badge?"

"Your Highness, do you know how much assistance this badge can bring if it reaches the gathering place of the hill dwarves?"

"How much aid... I really don't know."

Karl smiled nonchalantly.

"But rather than using this badge in exchange for so-called assistance, I would rather give it to a warrior who is qualified to pass it on, right?"

"Besides, you are all hill dwarves too. What's the difference between handing it over to the gathering place and handing it over to you?"

"And to be more scheming, at least you are in the pioneer city, and I can see that this badge will not be wasted. If it is handed over to the hill dwarf gathering place mentioned by old leader Valgan, who knows if it will only be used as a decoration, an antique that will be sealed forever?"

"Captain Vargan."

Karl continued to hand over the badge, and said solemnly: "It has been sleeping in the Holy Kingdom's treasury for two hundred years."

"Now... you're awake too, aren't you?"

For a moment, even the sound of breathing seemed to stop, and the dwarves looked nervously back and forth between Valgan and the badge, wanting to say something but not knowing how to start.

Vargan was looking at the badge in front of him and his memory seemed to have returned to more than two hundred years ago.

That year, the Holy Kingdom had not yet been established, and humans in the area were scattered, living a tribal life, with no security in sight.

But in the same year, a powerful griffin left the griffin group to go hunting and chose a young boy in the wild.

When the griffin returned carrying the boy, the entire hill dwarf kingdom was shocked.

After that day, the Griffin Knights gained a special member.

Vargan took the badge in front of him and wiped it gently with his palm.

The normal emblem of the Order of the Griffin is actually a blue background with a gold border, because blue symbolizes the sky and the storm.

But the badge of the young boy back then was a white background with a gold border. It was specially made for the young boy who once threatened to create a Griffin Knights order unique to mankind.

In a trance, Valgan seemed to see the young man who was once full of vigor and vitality still standing in front of him.

Urek...

Valgan slowly closed his eyes and couldn't help murmuring the boy's name.

Yurek Besares.

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Chapter 141 People at the Celebration (4011)

"Thank you, child..."

Vargan rubbed the badge in his hand and spoke with a hint of sob.

"Thank you for giving this badge to us, old guys who should have died on the battlefield long ago."

"I haven't seen this badge for... a long, long time."

Under the tall city gate, the old dwarf's eyes, with a weathered face, reflected the badge in his hand with sadness and nostalgia in his eyes.

Behind Vargan, the dwarves led by Green also hesitated to move forward. They wanted to go up to see the situation and comfort Vargan, but they were worried about disturbing his current state. In the end, they could only look at each other and could not make any decision.

But soon, Vargan himself came out of his sad state, picked up the badge and put it in his arms.

However, not long after putting it in, the old dwarf seemed to feel something was wrong. He took out some scarves from the pocket of the goat beside him, carefully wrapped the badge, and then put it in his arms again.

Throughout the whole process, various expressions such as hesitation, sadness, relief, etc. lingered on the old man's face.

This was also the first time that Karko saw such a complex and changeable expression on the old man, as if the serious old dwarf who looked like a marble statue had long disappeared.

However, after seeing Valgan put away the badge, Karko also took the opportunity to extend an invitation.

"Captain Valgan, and all of our black-armored dwarf friends."

"Tonight's banquet has just begun. As the lord of Pioneer City, I now sincerely invite you to join this banquet."

"Speaking of which... many of my subordinates can't help but want to meet the hero who saved Pioneer City. They are also curious about the dwarf's drinking capacity."

"I wonder if you can open their eyes?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the dwarves suddenly became agitated.

They knew about the banquet because they had important matters to attend to, but they still took the meat and left as soon as possible because their old friends were still waiting for them.

Now that this constraint is gone, the situation is naturally different.

Saying in front of these dwarves that you want to see how much they can drink?

This is a challenge to the dignity of the dwarves. No dwarf in the world can remain indifferent to such a provocation!

For a moment, all the dwarves present were eager to try, staring at the banquet not far away with wide eyes, and they almost wanted to rush in to let the people inside see how much they could drink!

However, no matter how excited they were, the dwarves still glanced at Vargan in the front.

Feeling the many gazes behind him, Valgan couldn't help but sigh, and then looked at Karko seriously.

"Your Highness, during the banquet, the alert on the city wall..."

"Don't worry, I've got people watching over here."

"Besides, I don't have a big appetite. I've already eaten a lot at the banquet just now. It's a good opportunity for me to go to the city wall with Fluder-sensei and my friend, the Stand Guard, to take a look."

"This can be considered patrolling the city wall and helping you digest your food."

Karl said with a smile.

She had almost done everything she was supposed to do, including showing up and doing what she was supposed to do, and tonight's banquet was more of a gathering for people to vent their grievances, so she didn't say much.

It would be better to spend this time patrolling on the city wall and taking a look at the entire pioneer city, or the surrounding scenery.

Valgan nodded in understanding.

He had seen the guard of this descendant of Besares before, during the battle with the demihuman army.

A paladin, a warrior similar to a rogue, and a fourth-level priest.

Not only are these people very young, but their strength surpasses that of most of the current Griffin Knights.

He is not only a genius, but also an undoubted strong man. His future prospects can be said to be limitless. Maybe he will be a genius like himself or Jurek.

With such a team configuration, it would be extremely difficult for even Black Steel, one of the top ten demi-humans, to assassinate the other side.

Even if he were to force his way forward, he might not be able to achieve his goal, let alone the old man next to the opponent.

Vargan glanced at Fluder with a serious look.

Just as Fluder had heard about the Griffin Knights and the Hill Dwarf Kingdom from Urek.

Vargan had also heard about Fluder from Urek.