Nothing was said all night.

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was white.

Old Walker opened the door of the shop as usual, and as soon as he removed the baffle, several people rolled to his feet like gourds on the floor, and looked at them like the untouchables of yesterday.

He was stunned, and did not come back to his senses until the other party ran out of the door in a panic, and when he looked up, he saw that the street was not very spacious and full of people.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party's chest was still rising and falling, and the occasional snoring sound came from his mouth, he would definitely think that this was the scene of some large-scale homicide, and who would believe that someone would sleep outside his door in the cold early winter?

Fortunately, the snow had stopped yesterday evening, otherwise a few would have frozen to death.

Tommy the dogleg was dozing off in front of the piles of rye bread, and like these untouchables, he had spent the night outside Old Walker's shop the previous night.

The untouchables woke up one after another, shaking off the dirt and snow from their bodies and walking towards the dozing dogs.

Under the pressure of hunger and cold, one of the untouchables had the audacity to push Tommy, who was still asleep: "Master Tommy, Master Tommy, we have been here for sixteen hours, are you ......?"

Tommy the dog was woken up by the untouchables, he waved his hand impatiently, and reprimanded: "What a quarrel, I still owe you something." ”

After saying that, he stretched hard, rubbed his eyes, and yawned and ordered, "All of them line up for me." ”

The untouchables moved in unison, lining up in a long line of snakes, waiting for each other to hand out food.

Tommy sat crookedly on the ground, handing out rye bread at will, it didn't matter how much he gave or how little he gave, the rye bread wasn't worth anything anyway.

These farmers were honest and took as much as they gave, and no one was disrespectful because they had received too little bread.

However, the number of people in line was too large, and until the bread was divided, most of the people still did not receive the payment they deserved: "What's the matter, there is no bread, it can't be a lie to us!"

Discordant voices slowly appeared in the crowd, and the noise ranged from small to large, and there was an intensifying posture.

Tommy couldn't help frowning, and then he taught in his coarse tone: "What kind of noise, if you make any more noise, let the guards throw you into the water prison." ”

The surrounding discussion came to an abrupt end, and it was clear that his threat was still very weighty.

The water prison is a place where felons are kept, and it's easy to get into, but it's almost impossible to get out.

Tommy plucked his ears, raised his eyes and scanned the surroundings, quickly locking on his target, he reached out and pointed to the stout guy in the crowd, "That...... Special ......"

"Tracy Haydn. The man made his way through the crowd with great agility, trotted all the way up to Tommy, and gave his name.

Tommy raised his eyebrows in surprise, feeling more and more that the seemingly honest person in front of him was not as simple as it seemed, at least a little more clever and cunning than the numb pariah.

As for the strength, it can only be said that it is quite qualified.

Tommy unceremoniously instructed, "Go buy some rye bread and come back." ”

After speaking, he threw out two silver coins and accurately fell into the other party's hands: "Go and come back quickly, I don't want to ruin the reputation that Young Master Renard has accumulated for many years because of this trivial matter." ”

The untouchables around them all pouted their lips in an undetectable manner, and even if there were only two living people left in Fort Saint-Brieu, the word would not fall on Renard's head.

Tracy, a newcomer, had no objection to this, and he answered the call and strode towards the bakery that had just opened.

Tommy is not afraid that the other party will run away with the money, unless he doesn't want to get mixed up in Fort St. Brieu, who dares to offend him, the capable dog leg of Renard's men, of course, the word "powerful" is what he prides himself on.

Tracy wasn't slow to work, and five minutes later, he came running back with two packages.

The weight of the package is not light, even with the strength of a beginner swordsman, it still feels very difficult to run.

Approaching, Tracy placed the parcel on the ground, and rye bread immediately scattered from the parcel.

He gasped and returned the remaining dozens of copper plates: "A total of eighty kilograms of rye bread, which costs one hundred and sixty copper plates, and this is the remaining forty copper plates, you can put them away." ”

"Hmm!" Tommy took the copper plate and tossed it upside down, showing a satisfied expression, and then divided a few copper plates and threw them back to the other party, asking, "Are you interested in messing with me?"

"Messing with you?" Tracy looked hesitant and didn't say yes directly.

"Well, it's not me, specifically. Tommy muttered and then changed his words: "It's us who is messing with Young Master Renard, he is the future lord of St. Brieu's Castle, how about it, are you interested?"

Hearing this, the hesitation on Tracy's face slowly subsided, and he nodded solemnly: "If that's the case, of course I can't ask for it." ”

Tommy tilted his head undeniably, and at the same time patted the other party's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Young Master Renard never treats his subordinates badly, provided that he is loyal enough." ”

When he said the last two words, his tone suddenly became a little heavier, as if there was a warning in it.

Tracy's face froze, and he solemnly raised his right hand and swore to the sky: "I swear to the gods with my life that I will show unparalleled loyalty to Young Master Renard. ”

Hearing this, Tommy's expression became very exciting, and the other party actually swore allegiance in the name of the gods, such an oath was simply unbreakable.

He couldn't help but feel from the bottom of his heart: You kid really paid for Young Master Borenard's favor!

If the scum Renard hears the news, it is not surprising that the name of the first dogleg will definitely fall on the head of this newcomer.

It's a pity that Renard is no longer the scum he used to be, and now the soul that has stolen from this body maintains an extremely contemptuous attitude towards such an oath.

However, Tommy has let down his guard against Tracy and has begun to treat each other like his companions, and the initial change is to share: "This is the reward that Master Renard paid for completing this mission." ”

Tommy took out four silver coins and divided two of them to the other party: "Divide half of you, as for how much you can fall, it depends on your own ability." ”

After saying that, he showed a tacit smile.

"Thank you!" Tracy nodded gratefully, and stood beside the other party very naturally, looking at the untouchables in front of him with empty eyes, it was so simple to change a person.

The untouchables began to look at him with a look of disdain, and the more daring ones showed disdain, while more showed envy and jealousy.

No one knew that this stout boy named Tracy would make a name for himself in the Barren Land for the next ten years.