In the tavern.

A group of mercenaries did not end their bragging after the tavern owner left.

Even if the tavern owner goes out, there are still a few waiters who can help them. These waiters seem to be used to this kind of thing.

A waiter came to the table with drinks, and the mercenaries were still talking about their experiences:

"Believe me, if you had seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't say that."

The mustached mercenary patted the leather armor on his chest, and the indentations of the iron armor on it were very clear:

"It was definitely a dream-like experience. Even now, I can't forget it. As soon as I closed my eyes, the holy city and the towering city walls seemed to be real. I saw the powerful priesthood one by one.

The warrior stood on the city wall, releasing powerful magic and destroying countless purple monsters. The terrifying mouth, the huge fangs, the ferocious face...the monster's roar and

The scene of the priests fighting still often wanders in my dreams."

He held the wine glass and sadly recalled that past event.

"Why does it sound a bit like the story the boss told... hiccup~"

The tall mercenary, with his hair hanging casually, said with a blush on his face: "I am a bard, and I have never heard of your story before, hiccup - it is definitely a lie...

.hey-hey."

"How is that possible!" the mustached mercenary shouted loudly, "What I said is absolutely true!!! I was..."

"Okay, okay!" Another little mercenary said with a playful smile, "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, just listen to it as a story~"

He touched his waist and took off a small pendant from the copper ring around his waist:

"Look at this, this is a good thing - a businessman told me that this thing can cure all diseases! But, he fell ill the next day! He was carried to the church to ask for treatment! Hahaha!!

!”

"Then... why... you still buy it? Hiccup -" The man next to him who called himself a bard was lying on the table, hiccupping.

"Ah... this..." The mercenary smiled awkwardly. He occasionally worked part-time as a rogue.

"Oh - it turns out to be - wuwu." The bard was about to say something, but the other party covered his mouth.

"Brother! Don't talk nonsense!" He said with a smile on his face.

If someone reports him to the Sheriff and he is caught, he will have to pay at least a fine of two gold coins to avoid the crime. The price the businessman said for this thing is only twenty silver coins. The actual value of this thing is

It’s only three silver coins at most, right?

Ten times, no, I should say thirty times the price...

He didn't want to pay so much fine just because he talked too much.

As he spoke, he raised his glass and said to the bard:

"Come on, come on! Let me drink to you! May your soul ascend to heaven!!!"

This sentence was suspected of cursing people to death, but the bard couldn't understand it at all, and even raised his wine glass to clink the glass with the other party.

"Ah...ok..." the other party raised his wine glass in a daze, "wish me to ascend to heaven...I am the Lord's walker in the world, and so are you.

, you will also ascend to heaven!”

The other people's faces were covered with black lines. The mustached mercenary couldn't help but shook his head and turned to look at the others:

"Speaking of which, have you heard about what happened in Filek County? I heard that there is another war there."

"I've heard of this!" A small businessman stood up and said loudly, holding up a wine glass, "The new Earl of Filek is really warlike. He not only led his army to conquer the Gray Crystal Swamp, but also attacked the Gray Crystal Swamp.

The Cass Territory in the north launched a war, it was really..."

He shook his head, with a sigh on his face: "I really don't know why that Earl of Filek is so bellicose."

"Does he have any grudge against Cass County?" the mustache mercenary asked, "If there is any grudge..."

"That's not the reason." The wanderer interrupted at this time, "It's because there is a territorial dispute between Cass County and Filek County."

"Decades ago, under the call of the former earl, Cass County launched an attack on Filerk County. At first, Fileck County won the victory and captured some territory. Later, Cass County united with Susie County to attack

Then Feilek County launched a counterattack, and then even almost attacked the county town of Feilek, but was finally blocked by the Count of Feilek."

"Finally, it ended with the compromise of the Earl of Filek, and a part of the territory was ceded to Cass County and Susie County."

"Originally, all this should have ended, but..." the wanderer said, "but..."

"But what?" Others were itching to hear this and couldn't help but continue to ask.

The waiter standing nearby quickly took the opportunity to add a glass of wine. Before he knew it, everyone in the inn had gathered here, listening to them tell stories.

After hearing his words, the other two people also stopped talking and listened to the mercenary who was "probably a wanderer" said:

"Earl Philek encountered a well-planned ambush when he rushed to carry out the agreement before the agreement had begun. All of the Earl's followers were killed, and the Earl himself was seriously injured."

"Later, Susie County and Cass County sent out troops again, and defeated the entire army of Filek County. They occupied more than one-third of the territory of Filek County. The earl was never harmed.

recover."

"As for now, the new Earl of Filek has inherited the position. Is he planning to take revenge?"

"Of course, I only know so much. I just went to Feilek County and worked as a temporary waiter. I heard what a certain noble lady said."

"Miss Noble..." The little businessman clicked his tongue twice and looked at this wanderer who was not handsome at all.

The other party just shrugged: "That's just the daughter of a knight noble."

"Hahaha--"

"You men are really annoying." A female mercenary next to her looked disgusted. "You treat how many women you have hooked up with as a talking point."

The small businessman closed his mouth in embarrassment, while the wanderer replied unceremoniously:

"Then you can show off how many men you've slept with!"

"I'm so sorry." The female mercenary, who looked pretty good, said with a mocking look on her face, "I can't stand someone as ugly as you."

"I......"

"You guys are really noisy." The mustached mercenary didn't want to care about them anymore and started chatting with the businessman.

The businessman was obviously very happy. He drank another glass of wine and had several glasses of wine with Mustache.

...

The guard in front of the castle gate breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, Butler Flo didn't pursue the case..."

Speaking of which, Lord Baron's previous purchase restriction policy was quite good, much better than other lords.

But...I don’t know why, but some guys are not satisfied recently?

What do you mean, Lord Baron, should give it to them for free? How can such a good thing happen?

It's really hard to understand.

He also cared about them very much and gave each of their guards a few more silver coins, but they just had to sign a confidentiality agreement...

Shaking his head, the guard who didn't understand these things at all continued to yawn: "Your Majesty, please come back soon... I'm about to change my shift. What if the Chief of Guards doesn't come back until after I leave?"

Drunk..."

He looked helpless: "How about I go to the pub today?"

"No, no..." He turned to look at the other guard next to him, "Kurt, do you want to go to the tavern today...What's wrong with you?"

The other person's eyes became a little red and his body was shaking.

"Hey, Kurt, is it too cold? Are you shaking like this?" He was a little confused, but thought it was because the other person was shaking because of the cold, so he said half-jokingly.

However, the next moment, his head suddenly hurt:

A voice sounded——

"Kill all the townspeople, kill all the townspeople."

Kill...how can...

He endured the pain, but his resistance became increasingly weak, and finally, his expression became indifferent:

"Yes, Master, follow your orders... kill all the townspeople."

He drew his long sword and walked from the castle gate toward the street.

One by one, the guards took to the streets.

...

I don’t know when, the wanderer and the female mercenary also came over, and they had a drink. The relationship between the few people was obviously very warm, so they asked the businessman:

"It's obviously more prosperous in the north, why do you still come to this place?"

This is not a rich area.

"Originally, I was thinking of going to Rose City. A city with a duke will surely develop in the future as big as the counties and cities of other dukes, and it will even be as prosperous as the northern port!"

The businessman replied helplessly.

"But... I miscalculated the time."
To be continued...