Chapter 212 The Braggart
Roger thinks Minxi Howard Johnson's "personal experience" is really interesting.
He noticed that everyone on the table was also attracted by attention and listened very attentively.
Even Shana stopped dancing her paws, she bulged her cheeks and widened her eyes and listened.
But what Roger needs is not the story, what he needs is the intelligence of the Duke of Bavaria and his troops.
He "dangdang" knocked on the silver wine glass, attracting everyone's attention.
Then Roger pointed at Minxi Howard Johnson and said to everyone:
"To introduce it, this is our captive, Baron Minxi Howard Johnson."
He said to Minxi Haoshen again:
"Although it's not the first time I've met, I'll introduce myself. My name is Roger, and I'm the leader of this mercenary group."
Roger pointed to Bosimmond opposite and said:
"This is my employer, His Highness Boschmond, Prince of Antioch."
Then Roger waved his hand and said, "Everyone here is the most trusted subordinates of His Highness and His Highness."
After Roger finished introducing it, he said to Minxi Howard Johnson:
"His Excellency Baron, I am very interested in your personal experience.
“But I care more about your recent experience.
"Especially, after you joined the army of Duke of Bavaria, Welf, and Countess of Austrian Border, Aida, to meet us, and this period of experience.
"Can you talk to all of us?"
"Have you ever been happy, Your Excellency."
So Minxi Howard Johnson drank a large lipstick and began to tell his recent personal experience:
"If you want to talk about why I joined Duke Welf's army, it starts with a tavern.
“I saw people in the tavern from time to time, who had noble drinking art and were truly a real artist!
"So for several months, I was always leisurely and free, mingling with these most noble artists in the world, squandering money day and night.
“There were many nights I spent at the card table.
"And there are more nights, you are intoxicated by the sound of the wine glass.
“I’m happy to continue dating them.
"But one day my servant told me, 'Your lord, your wallet is crazy.'
“I said: ‘What’s wrong with it?’
"The servant said, 'Your wallet is eating dirt frantically.'
"So they took me to see, and I saw that my wallet was indeed eating dirt.
"I grabbed it, opened its mouth and poured out the dirt it ate.
"I said as I poured over, 'This is not what you should eat. You can eat gold coins, silver coins, or even copper coins, but you can't eat soil."
“I only realized why it went crazy after I emptied my wallet.
"Because it was hungry, there was nothing in its stomach except dirt.
“I love my wallet so I plan to treat it.
“At this moment, I heard about the Duke of Bavaria’s plan to go to Jerusalem to pilgrimage.
"I think there must be a way to heal my wallet's madness, the East with milk and honey flowing on the ground.
“So I bid farewell to my artist friends and joined the Duke’s ranks.
"If you want to talk about that duke, he is a good old man.
“He has a hobby, and he likes to drink with us in public.
“It is said that since he fought with the Magyars, he has lost the first half of his skull.
"So whenever strangers are here, this good man always shows that he must wear his hat tightly when eating at the dining table.
“When he eats, he often drinks a few bottles of strong wine in one breath.
“And then, as usual, drink another bottle of spirits, as the end.
"Or, for the sake of social engagements, he would drink happily and drink endlessly.
“But we never saw him drunk.
"You will not believe this, my gentlemen, I have to forgive you.
"I couldn't understand this at first.
“It was not until later that I accidentally found a 'key' that made me suddenly relieved and understand it.
“The duke likes to lift his hat from time to time.
“I often see him doing this and think it’s understandable.
"Of course, that's nothing more than just that he feels warmer on his forehead, probably just to let his head breathe.
"However, I finally realized that while he took off his hat, he even lifted up the silver plate used to use the current head cover on the hat.
"And I also saw the soju that he drank turned into a cloud of smoke, like a light cloud, rising slowly.
"The answer to this mystery can be revealed!
“I told some good friends about this.
"When I was talking, it happened to be one night, I volunteered to prove through field experiments to prove that I was not polite.
“So, I took the candle and walked behind the Duke.
“As soon as he put his hat on, he lit the wisp of smoke with a candle.
“Hey, we saw a novel and beautiful scene!
"In this moment, the cloud pillar above our Duke's head immediately turned into a flame.
"And the part of the smoke floating behind his hat turned into a ball of fireflies, emitting an extremely gorgeous blue spark.
“That is more magnificent and beautiful than the aperture on the head of any noble saint!
"I can't hide this experiment from that duke.
"But the Duke didn't mean anything to be angry.
"He encouraged us to do another test so that his appearance would look particularly solemn.
“These interesting occasions are everywhere…”
"Please wait a moment," Roger interrupted Minxi Howard Johnson, who kept talking nonstop.
"Your story is very wonderful, and it can be said to be a model of a brainless novel.
"But I want to hear more about specific things, such as the number of people in the Duke's army, the corps of troops, these things."
"This is not important." Minxi Howard Johnson answered very affirmatively.
The solemn expression on Minxi Howard Johnson's face, coupled with his slightly serious tone, made Roger feel that he seemed to have asked a stupid question.
He thought that he might not have used chopped lamb to entertain the noble, but he should have used the tongue of a living sheep with honey to entertain the prisoner.
But Roger looked at everyone on the table and seemed to be unsatisfied.
Even Danny and Rinaldi began to urge Minxi Howard Johnson to "talk another one".
He thought that everyone was marching and fighting, and there was no entertainment along the way.
Today’s dinner is just to have fun, and it’s really too unsightly to talk about work at this time.
Since some people want to learn to tell stories from minstrels and everyone is willing to listen, let them enjoy it.
So Roger ignored it and left Minxi Haoshen to speak nonsense.
Just as Roger began to be excited, listening to Minxi Haosheng's so-called personal experience, a guard came to report.
"The leader, a team of priests came outside the camp, and the leader called himself the Bulgarian Patriarch. He asked to see the leader here."
Roger was a little surprised. It was almost dark, and there were people visiting him, and he was also a pastor.
He knew that in Orthodox Church, there was the title of Patriarch, which was equivalent to the Patriarch in Catholicism, and was higher than that of ordinary bishops in terms of prestige and power.
Roger did not dare to neglect such a big figure in the religious world, so he ran to the door to greet him himself.
Chapter completed!