Medieval Empire Soldier Chapter 21

  Chapter 21 Twenty-one mission completion, reward: hero potential value!

   "Your Excellency Laren, you are not a local."

   "I'm a local, I don't come to Bray Town very often."

   "Oh~ Your Excellency is a businessman?"

"Do not."

   "So it's a mercenary?"

   "Neither right."

   "Hehe~ I won't be a wanted criminal of the church, I'm a weak tavern person, but I can't stand the toss of a witch hunter."

   "I look like a bad guy?"

   "That's true. Come, come and drink this cup, Your Excellency please."

"Please."

   The two of you chatted with each other, and there was no tit-for-tat atmosphere at all.

   Toasting glasses from time to time, tasting fine wines, but just like friends who have just gotten to know each other, chatting with each other.

  In the lobby on the first floor of the tavern, dozens of people around the long table where Laren sat were staring at him, waiting for the tavern owner Felda's order.

"I wonder if Your Excellency Lailun regrets not leaving here now? Your friend doesn't look like a rich man. Five silver coins are too much to say, not too much, just buy some good ones in your hand, Aren't you comfortable?"

   "He is really short of money, but I also have these silver coins, why don't you use them to vent your anger?"

   "In your eyes, venting for yourself is the most important thing?"

  Filda had a new understanding of Lallen, and could not help but feel that the man in front of him was narrow-minded.

  Lyren did not answer this question, but his eyes were on the downcast Ranger who was on the side. The latter carried the package and tried not to be conspicuous. He noticed Laren's gaze and stared back.

   "Your name is Albert Tarenda, isn't it?"

   The cold light in the eyes of the Ranger, turned the package in front of him, and said solemnly, "Do you know me?"

  Lyren wanted to roll his eyes, not just knowing! Where do you come from and what you are good at are all on the system panel.

   is like a resume in front of you, isn't it just knowing?

   "Two years ago I was a Hawkland hunter. I fought against the Norsca people in Nordland this spring. After the defeat, I ended up in Middenland. Am I right?"

  Lairn looked at the pupil's system panel and read the hero's information according to the script, while Albert's face became darker as he listened.

   "Your Excellency. Know him?"

  The tavern owner Feilda asked, becoming more and more puzzled.

   In his eyes, Laren's identity was covered with a thick fog.

   Thinking of the questioning about the identity of the man in front of him being denied one by one, a strange thought suddenly appeared in Feilda's mind.

   In his observation, the bald young man who had left earlier was full of dogmatic restraints in his every move. Judging from his old-fashioned eyes, the young man was definitely a member of the church.

   This can't help but think of the rumors of demons appearing in the Sigma Church in Bray Town two days ago, which caused a stir in the whole town. To this day, there are all kinds of witch hunters watching over the east block of the town.

  Filda got some secret rumors. When the demons invaded, there was a powerful battle priest who happened to be in the church of Sigmar.

   His name is "Holy Hammer".

"how do you know?"

  Albert walked to the table, and an unfathomable feeling rose in his heart.

   It's like having a pair of eyes hanging above your head, paying close attention to what you're doing, your experience is like an open book to him, flipping through it at will.

Of course Lailun wouldn't tell him the truth, he smiled and said: "There are too many traces left in the world by one person, even if the existence is as high as the emperor, it is impossible to completely cover up certain things, only There are people in the know, and your experience can be seen everywhere."

   "Your Excellency is a certain Hawke night watchman?"

  Hawk led the night watchman, a special army trained by the Hawke elector, with a small number of people, good at tracking, investigation and assassination, even in the millennium of the empire, it can be called a legendary army.

"no."

  Lyren shook his head, raised his glass and drank it: "I'm just interested in your identity, so I'll 'investigate' a little."

   When the strong men standing aside heard this, they glanced at each other with fearful expressions in their eyes.

   They thought the Rogue Ranger was just an unknown little guy, but they didn't expect a "big guy" to stare at him.

  Filda's demeanor has undergone a subtle change. Laren's identity is completely different from that of a powerful mercenary he envisioned. No matter how powerful a mercenary is, he can't reach the sky with his hands and eyes to investigate news.

  Only those who have influence can have this kind of ability, such people are often noble class, big businessmen.

   "Tell me, what's the reason for arguing with this guy who hit my friend." Laren asked with a dull look.

Albert's Adam's apple stirred, and for a while he didn't know what Layen wanted to do, but he still answered Laylen's question: "I reserved a third-class suite, and these later guys threw a dozen copper coins. If I wanted to grab it, I didn't agree, so they moved."

   "This kind of thing is obviously the mistake of the latecomers."

  Lyren nodded and said amazingly: "Boss Felda, this is your dereliction of duty."

   The bartender's eyes are about to pop out. People who dare to blame their boss in public like this are too few, and it's rare to see them in a few years!

   "Lord Lallen is a bit unreasonable to say so."

  The owner of the tavern looked completely cold: "The store has its own rules. How to deal with it, your Excellency has no right to interfere."

   "You're right." Lailen took out a gold coin and placed it on the table, put his finger on it, and handed it to the tavern owner.

   "Bring out the best suite, the best food, and the best service in your tavern, I think one gold coin is enough to cover everything."

   Some people gasped and stared at the gold coins that Laren took out. The gold coins gleamed in their pupils under the firelight.

   A gold coin is worth a hundred silver coins. The best room in the buzzing tavern costs only ten silver coins a night. Even if all the ingredients are ordered twice for dinner, it will not exceed half a gold coin at most.

   In the town of Bray, the average townsman family spends less than 60 silver coins for half a year. In the south, a wealthy elector receives one gold coin, which is enough to live a month without food and clothing in a hotel.

   Albert on the side was also a little stunned.

   Laylen didn't feel bad about the cost of coins. This money was originally given by Lord Leif, so it was unnecessary.

   "Your Excellency Laren, you are really rich. I will immediately vacate the best guest room for this Mr. Ranger. As for this gold coin, I will accept it with a smile."

  Filda reminded: "But you must know that money alone is useless here. Until now, your friend hasn't come back, I'm afraid."

  The owner of the tavern is not an easy-going person, and only a little guess can't scare him. He has seen a lot of the guy who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

"Wait a moment."

  Lyren asked for a large wine glass from the bartender, and reached out to take the bottle of Ivey collar original stout.

   After filling the three empty wine glasses, one of them was handed to Albert: "Come and sit down, your mouth is dry, and your legs should be sore after standing for ten minutes."

"thanks for treatment."

   The Lost Ranger took the glass unceremoniously, pulled a high stool from the table next to him, and sat down beside Laren.

   The tavern owner finally couldn't sit still.

   Undercurrents surged in Filda's eyes, leaned forward, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

   No one answered him.

As if confirming the words of the tavern owner, the next second, the main entrance of the buzzing tavern opened, and the tavern guard who had followed Luther Hus out just now rushed in in a panic, taking three steps and two steps, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: " Boss! It's not good! The bald boy who just went out to find someone is back!"

"came back?"

  Filda rolled his eyes and thought about it: "How many people did he take with him?"

   "About thirty people!"

   "There are only more than 30 people, no need to panic."

   The tavern guard who ran in hurriedly said: "But the bald boy is followed by all the soldiers of Bray Town! The patrols nearby are all here! If you read it correctly, the leader of the team is the krill knight!"

"what?!"

  The tavern owner was startled and angry, clenched his fists unnaturally, and quickly thought about one thing in his mind: "What is the city defense chief Krill doing here?"

"Could it be that"

  Filda's eyes were once again on the man in front of him. He never imagined that this little-known Lailen in front of him was actually related to Krill, one of the rich and powerful people in Bray Town!

   He couldn't help thinking of the elder brother of the city defense chief, Leif Anluoxian, who was the hereditary earl of Draven and the lord of Bray Town!

Shortly after the    guard came in, there was a rush of footsteps outside the main entrance.

   The next moment, the main entrance of the buzzing tavern was forcibly kicked open. More than 30 soldiers carried halberds on their shoulders and held sharp swords. They poured in from both sides.

   "It's very lively here!"

A low voice came from outside the door, and the sound of a large number of iron plates colliding from far to near. Krill An Luo walked straight all the way, his long brown hair was combed back and tied into several knots. He was wearing heavy plate armor with joints. The chainmail at the vital point reflects the light of the campfire.

  The thick white wolf head on the shoulders is terrifying, the silver-white wolf skin wraps the entire back, and the war hammer in his hands landed heavily on the ground, making a muffled sound.

   Creel is a knight of the Count of Draven, and is also a member of the Knights of the White Wolf. The nearly thirty imperial knights under Lord Leif are also under the command of Creel.

  Since the Sigma Church went wrong a few days ago, Krill has to patrol the neighborhoods of town every night before he can sleep peacefully.

   Today, he saw the familiar bald-headed acoly for the second time. The latter saw him and told Laren the situation at the first time. After Krill heard the words, he immediately led his troops to the buzzing tavern.

   He was very happy in his heart, and Lallen asked him for help, which meant that the chosen one intended to have a relationship with the Earl of Draven.

  Although his brother did not recruit Lailun, this did not prevent the relationship between the two parties from warming up.

  Half of my family was bullied, so it's right to help the scene!

  Clear's eyes were cold, and he quickly swept through the crowd. Claire saw Laren sitting at the long table surrounded by the crowd, and the latter was looking at him calmly.

   The owner of the tavern was startled, and soon smiled again.

   He walked over quickly to meet him, bowed his waist, and said hello: "Lord Krill has suddenly come here, the shop is full of glory, and the little shop is full of glory. Haha"

"Filda, you are so bold, you dare to detain the lord's distinguished guests? Shouldn't it be time to forcibly break into the Earl's Castle tomorrow and become the lord?" Krill snorted coldly, his breath full of breath anger.

   "I dare not, I dare not, but the lord's distinguished guests are detained here? The lord is saying."

   All eyes were on the only person sitting at the table.

   The latter stood up from the chair calmly, and said with a calm smile: "Krill, it's been hard work along the way."

   "Haha, if Brother Lailun is where, you are my friend of Krill, so it's right to help support the scene!"

   The last sentence of the White Wolf Knight seemed to be directed at everyone present.

   The strong man who made trouble, his legs were shaking like a sieve at this time.

   He never imagined that occupying a room would attract a white wolf knight! And it is the prestigious Lord Creel of the Earl of Delavan!

   "Please come here, mainly to adjudicate a trivial matter, but Boss Felda said that I have no right to intervene, so I have to trouble Lord Krill to do justice."

   As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the tavern became colder and colder, and everyone could sense the anger of the White Wolf Knight.

   "Is that so? Felda?"

"This"

  The owner of the tavern was also somewhat at a loss, stammered and said with a smile: "It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstand?!"

   White Wolf Knight Creel's eyes jumped, but he didn't ask any further questions.

  If it wasn't for Lord Leif's order to block the news, Lai Lunguang would be eligible to participate in the trial of the duchy by virtue of his status as a chosen person!

   Can't adjudicate a trivial matter?

   Big joke!

   "No matter what it is, it is now up to Lord Lallen to decide, Felda, do you have any opinion?"

   "Yes, yes, we understand." The tavern owner nodded again and again, and the three guards stood behind him with their heads bowed, not daring to say a word.

   "Lauren, I still need to patrol the block. Time is running out, so I'll leave first! If you have anything, you can come to me! Of course, you can also go to Lord Lord directly."

  Lyren smiled and nodded.

   "One more thing, Lord Lord invites you to lunch tomorrow, Lailun, don't miss your appointment!" Before leaving, the White Wolf Knight did not forget to remind him.

   "Okay, I'll be there on time."

  Clear took a step forward and left, and the soldiers who were waiting for the next step quickly formed a team to follow the White Wolf Knight.

With a    "squeak", the main entrance of the buzzing tavern was brought.

  Lyren sat down again, picked up the wine bottle calmly, and refilled the tavern owner's glass while saying, "Boss Ferda, isn't it a pity to open this bottle of good wine and not drink it?"

"Mmmm, what Your Excellency Lallen said is very true, very true." Felda heard the leeway and said flatteringly: "If you need it, you can tell me, if you think this drink is good, my lord There's a lot more in the cellar."

   At this time, Lallen's system panel had a new reaction.

  【Hero relationship change: 610 (slightly favored)】

   I dealt with one thing, and I actually gained 1 point of favor, which is unexpected.

  【Mission: Discover Heroes (33) Completed! 】

   [Quest reward distribution: +1000 experience value, +1 hero potential value (can be used for 1-8 potential heroes)]

  【Release Mission: Use a hero's potential to add points! 】

   Hero potential value increased?

  Even with the doubts in his heart, Lailun still held back his curiosity and said calmly: "Well, take us to see the guest room. I won't pursue other things."

   "Okay, okay."

   Ask for tickets and collections!

   (end of this chapter)

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