Music suddenly sounded in the tavern. Of course, the performers here are not as good as the court musicians in Schwarzburg. Most of them are wandering artists. They rely on their performances in the tavern to get food and rest. The operators of the tavern are also happy to give some high-end things here, but most wandering artists have limited levels.

But most people in the tavern didn't care about the out-of-tune music. The noise often covered up the music. In the corner, the soldiers of the Rudolph Legion sat together, talking about the game just now.

"I'm so lucky. If that stupid guy hadn't stomped on his hands, I'm afraid I would have lost." Lanbert picked up the wine glass, which contained beer brewed with hops. Because it could be supplied in large quantities, it was very popular among the middle and lower classes.

"This is God's will." The other soldiers said indifferently, and they could only sigh at Lanbert's good luck.

"Hans, where are you going?" Suddenly, Lanbert saw Hans passing through the crowd and preparing to leave, and he quickly called him.

"Uh, I'll go outside and pee." Hans pointed outside the door. He drank too much wine, so he said to Lanbert.

"I'm going too." Lanbert staggered away the people beside him, squeezed through the crowd and walked to Hans' side. He put his arms around Hans' shoulder and said to him.

"But I, I still won't go anymore, I'm not that anxious." Hans's face turned pale, but Lanbert obviously didn't notice it. He put his arms around Hans' shoulder and took him out of the door.

"Huh, uh." Lanbert walked out of the tavern door. At this time, the night had become a little dim. The tavern owner lit the torch inserted at the door early. Lanbert took a deep breath of fresh air, exhaled the dirty things in the tavern outside, and burped.

"I, I don't think it's very anxious." Hans looked around and seemed a little nervous, but Lanbert obviously didn't care about his feelings.

"Come on, why are you embarrassed? Are you a woman? Hahaha." Lanbert walked in front, turned around and waved at Hans, making a joke that he thought was funny.

"Uh, haha, it's so funny." Hans's nose was filled with sweat. He hurriedly followed Lanbert, and there was a small wood behind the tavern. Where would some alcoholics solve the problem? Of course, the waitresses in the tavern would also find some fun with the men here to earn some extra money.

"Crazy la la la la la la la la la~~~." A stinky water column poured on the roots of the big tree. A beetle was washed by the water column and rolled on the ground, but Lanbert happily aimed at the target.

"Hahaha, I really drank a lot of beer." Lanbert raised his pants, and he grinned and said to Hans beside him.

"Yes, ha." Hans stood on the other side, and he said to Lanbert with an awkward smile.

"Do you think I didn't find it?" Suddenly, Lanbert turned his head and said to Hans seriously.

"What?" Hans's face turned pale. He looked at Lan Bot in a hurry, and even took a step back unconsciously.

Lanbert strode towards Hans. His burly figure made people feel very stressed. Hans couldn't help licking his lips. His breathing became cramped, thinking whether he wanted to confess.

"It's your move!" Lanbert lowered his head and said to Hans.

"What?" Hans raised his head, realizing that the other party should be talking about something else.

"I saw you standing behind the traveler, you can move your hands and feet when he is not paying attention!" Lanbert said to Hans.

"Ah, I didn't expect you to find it." Hans breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that Lanbert was talking about this.

"Anyway, thank you, I owe you a favor." Lanbert patted Hans on the shoulder and said to him.

"It's nothing," Hans shrugged and said to Lanbert.

"Then let's go back and continue drinking, my dear brother, hahaha!" Lanbert laughed, and turned toward the tavern, nothing better than drinking a big bubbling beer on a cold night.

"You go first, I'll be here soon." Hans said when he saw Lanbert walk into the tavern, he hurried to the back of a big tree, unbuttoned his leather belt and squatted down.

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Hans, no, her real name is Diana, originally the daughter of a potter in the town of Lorraine. Her daily work is to cook and wash clothes for her father and brother, and heavy housework day after day.

"I want wages." Diana threw down the willow basket in her hand and said to her father who was next to the earthen kiln.

"Dianna, what are you talking about?" Diana's father frowned. He had to keep burning earthenware to support the family, but his daughter's willfulness really gave him a headache.

"I don't want to stay in this house anymore. I want to save money to leave here." Diana said to her father.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do I don't have any money to support you?" Diana's father went up and slapped her hard with his calloused hands. After a loud slap, palm prints appeared on Diana's left face, but she stood there stubbornly.

"Go to work quickly, or I will marry you to a cripple or blind man." Diana's father said angrily.

"Diana quickly apologizes to her father." Diana's brother hurriedly stepped forward and pulled her and said.

On the hillside outside the town, Diana's home is just below the hillside. The earthen kilns of potters need to be built in places with water flow, and the smoke and dust of the earthen kilns will cause pollution, so they can only live outside the town.

"Dianna, do you really want to leave this?" Diana's brother sat on the hillside and said to his sister.

"I don't want to do women's work all day, but I can't get any compensation. I can only wait for my father to find someone to marry me and then do the same job in another family." Diana said indignantly. She has been like a boy since she was a child, and her malnutrition made her a little thin and ill-developed.

"I saved some money and I can give it to you, but even if I go somewhere else, do you have someone to surrender?" Diana's brother shook his head. No one surrendered. Women are different from men. They will soon encounter thieves or even human traffickers. Without the protection of their families, single women will be particularly dangerous.

"I will find a way to leave here." But Diana clenched her fists. She was unwilling to surrender to fate's tricks. Just because she was a woman, she could only be a tool for childbirth and a slave to housework, but she could not see a glimmer of hope for life.

"Huh, I seem to have found a way!" Diana stood up and tied up her leather belt, and she restored Hans' identity. When Rudolph recruited mercenaries in Lorraine, Diana cut off her long hair without saying a word and changed into her brother's clothes. She knew that she was taking a risk. Women who put on men's clothes casually would be accused of burning them to the witches by the church, but this was almost her only choice and opportunity.
Chapter completed!