As the sky gets darker, in the downtown lanes of the eastern outer ring of Wangcheng, the Dragon Tail Tavern lights up with its unique faint yellow light, attracting diners and drinkers to gather in twos and threes.

Charles had been eating and drinking at this table all afternoon, and there were already two lying on the table at this time.

Cecilia was lying on the table, burping from time to time, and her little face was red, like a ripe apple, very cute.

The tall Hawke was also drunk and unconscious at the moment, holding two shields and rolling on the ground, and Ezek smiled bitterly:

"Charles, you'll have to help me get Hawke into the carriage. ”

"Wrap, wrap on me," Charles replied with a curl on his tongue.

Among the four, only Ezek obediently listened to the boss's words, and he was stunned by the fragrant keel.

Charles tasted it carefully, and with the rich knowledge of wine in his memory, he knew that this so-called keel brew was just the strength of ordinary dry red on the earth, and immediately took the boss's advice as a deaf ear.

But he didn't want to think about it, his body had never drunk wine, not to mention this powerful keel brew, even the Momoxi sweet fruit wine that he sneered at had not touched a drop.

At this time, most of the bottles of keel brew were all in Charles's stomach, if it weren't for his extraordinary physique, I am afraid that he would not be much better than Hawke at this time.

"Boss, checkout, checkout..."

How can the boss pay attention to these little ghosts, at this time the guys in the store are all working, and a clever young guy came over immediately:

"This young master, a total of 6 silver and 13 bronze. ”

"Take it, take it, this is 10 silver, and then take a pot of oil and braised shrimp in oil, and send it to Griffin's house on South Outer Ring Road and East Second Road..."

"This young master, this shop..."

The young man twitched out of the corner of his eye, knowing that the guest was in trouble, and was about to put on a professional smile and politely refuse.

"The rest of the money is yours. ”

Charles's handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly impatiently, and he bent down to grab Hawke's collar and lifted him up in one go.

Hawke's big body was pulled out from under the table by Charles with one hand, and the young man couldn't help but gasp when he saw it, and then looked Charles up and down carefully.

"Y-You're Young Master Griffin?"

The young man didn't go to visit the entrance exams of the Royal Academy during the day, but the Lords of Steel's acceptance of apprentices was no small matter, and Charles's iconic black giant crystal had already spread throughout the city of Arton.

"Okay, okay, I'll deliver it!" The young man's tone immediately changed, and he was busy agreeing, and he was about to go to the back kitchen to place an order.

"Wait, let's get a carriage out of town. Azek stood up as well, and carefully helped Cecilia to her feet.

"Okay, this young master, I'll go now. ”

The young man worked very hard, and soon pulled a carriage, which was quite clean, but the image of the coachman who led the horse with him was not very good, and even a little obscene.

"Pitham, I repeat, this is the new apprentice of the Lords of Steel, the new eagle, put away your tricks for me. ”

The man led the horse and whispered to the coachman.

The coachman, named Peteem, grinned flatteringly at Charles and Ezek from afar, showed a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and said to the fellow:

"Lao Tzu has to be taught by you to do things? Lao Tzu can eat dozens of streets inside and outside this royal city, do you think Lao Tzu can drive well with Lao Tzu's car alone?"

"Hmph, I'll help you lead a good customer, it's up to you whether you can climb the high branches, the old rules..."

The young man nodded head-on, and while skillfully taking a large copper coin from Peteem's hand, weighing and rubbing it in his hand, and secretly putting it in his pocket.

Charles glanced at the two from afar, raised his eyebrows slightly, and "looked" the small movements of the two in his eyes, but did not say anything.

Cecilia climbed on Azek's shoulder, like a lazy cat that couldn't wake up, Azek gently held her slender waist, looking at his sweaty forehead, cautious appearance, as if he was holding not the petite Cecilia but Hawke in his arms:

"Charles, you shove Hawke in and throw it in. ”

"Walk you~"

Charles dragged Hawke all the way to the back of the carriage with one hand, and when he heard this, he shook his hand and threw the big man into the carriage.

When Pitham saw someone coming, he left the young man and got into the driver's seat, and as soon as he sat down, he heard a "bang" from behind him, and he jumped out of the carriage in fright, but it was Hawk who was thrown and hit the front door.

He followed the sound to the back of the car, looked at the deformed underfloor and felt distressed, the corners of his mouth twitched, his car can easily fit 8-9 people...

How much does this stupid big guy weigh?

Seeing that there was indeed some space in the car, Ezek pretended that he and Cecilia were more than wrong, so he gently picked Cecilia up horizontally and was about to be sent into the car.

"Stop!"

At this moment, there was a loud shout from the mouth of the alley.

"Huh?"

When Charles heard the prestige, more than ten people were crowded into the narrow alley at this time, led by a handsome young man with a lofty spirit, looking at the gorgeous dress, and the uniformly dressed people behind him, he was actually a noble child.

"It's really, it's weird... Azek, you still know, uh, you know this kind of person..."

Charles squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, then turned back to Azek and teased.

"Uh, I don't know--"

"Bastard, don't let go of that noble mage lady!"

The young man in the fancy costume who angrily rebuked Azek was the only son of the commander of the city defense army, Edelman Sainz, named Ilman Garret, but he inherited the surname of the Swan family with his mother.

His father Edelman is not only strict in governing the army, but also in the family, and Yilman is 14 years old this year, and he is already a second-year student in the upper house of the War College at a young age, but he rarely has the opportunity to go out and walk the streets.

Today, I finally found a reason to visit the entrance exam, and took a group of people who were sparring on weekdays to the street to breathe.

He had befriended an interesting gangster at the Dragontail Tavern before, and although he knew that the other party intended to flatter him, it was not a bad feeling.

Today, instead of taking the entrance exam, Illman let the thug lead the way, and walked around the city, where he did not eat until evening.

As soon as he walked into the alley, he bumped into Peteem, a lewd coachman.

He has been practicing martial arts for many years, and he has no pastime on weekdays, so he can only go to his father's study every once in a while to look through the case files to relieve his boredom.

According to the case files sent by the city defense army, Petham is related to many cases of missing girls, but the sufferers are all poor families, and he seems to have some support behind him, and there is no real basis, so it is inconvenient for the city defense army to arrest him rashly.

At this time, Yilman was suspicious, and immediately stepped forward, but saw a girl wearing a mage uniform in the lower courtyard.

The girl seemed to be drunk, and her little baby-fat face was covered with red glow, like a ripe little apple.

The girl's naïve and cute appearance was so cute and touching that she couldn't help but take another look at it when she saw that Yilman's heart was pounding for no reason.

I saw that the girl was hugged by a man in rough clothes and suspicious appearance, and was about to be sent to the car.

The scene in front of him, combined with the suspicion of Peteem, where could Yilman endure it, and immediately shouted:

"Bastard, don't let go of that noble mage lady!"

Under the heavy drink, Azek and Charles were a little confused, looked at each other, and couldn't help but feel a little funny, Azek smiled bitterly and explained:

"We're in this together, not what you think..."

"Hey, hey... Master Garret, don't be deceived by him, this person is the most cunning, and he won't tell the truth if he doesn't suffer a little..."

"Huh?" Charles, who was on the tip of his ear, suddenly woke up most of the time when he heard this voice. looked closely, and sure enough, he found a familiar figure crowded into the crowd.

"If you lie to the ghost, stay in the city defense prison and say it! The swan guard listens to the order, take it all down for me, and I will bear the matter!"

Under the anger of Ilman, who was willing to pay attention to Azek, coupled with the prodding of the people around him, he unconsciously learned his father's appearance, drew his sword out of the sheath, and rushed forward with a dozen or so swan guards.

"Well, that's trouble," Ezek sighed as he put Cecilia in the car, holding the family heirloom sword in his left hand, "I can't afford to mess with that young master." ”

"No problem, but..."Charles tilted his head and moved his neck, and then "clicked" his fist twice:

"That Terry, oh no, it's Yuri... Don't let him run away!"