Ryan kept clinking glasses with Chi Bone as if he was a different person this time, and the two chatted with each other about interesting things around them. In a short time, I already asked for three rounds of wine.

Neither Chi Bone nor Ryan are the kind of people who like to be quiet. Like other mercenaries, the more lively the occasion, the more comfortable it becomes.

From time to time, you can hear some anecdotes and news in the tavern.

Some showy mercenaries like to pick up the liquor on their chests when it is critical, take a sip of it, whet people's appetites, and then speak again in the impatient abuse of the crowd.

"Damn, I heard that the war tax has risen again, and I won't let people live. A drunken voice came.

Although the two of them also chatted, they could listen to the words around them a little bit. As soon as the topic of war tax appeared, it immediately attracted the ears of many people. The chatter in the tavern was a little quieter.

The two of them also stopped chatting, and picked up their wine glasses to hear what happened to this person.

"You're not a nobleman, you're not a farmer, you're not a petty trader, and you have a fart relationship. Another tongue-haired voice came.

"I'm not worried about the lives of those farmers, what does it have to do with me with those soft eggs that are shaved in the field. ”

The first drunken voice came again, full of disdain.

"I'm still wondering when you started worrying about the country and the people? You drunkard is not worthy of lifting shoes for the tax officer in your life. ”

The voice of his companion's ridicule was a little harsh.

"You idiot, those manor lords have paid war taxes for their money, so how can they still pay us mercenaries.

Don't you notice that there are fewer and fewer tasks now? If it goes on like this, I'm going to starve to death. ”

The drunkard mercenary shouted angrily.

"Yes, there are so many thieves these days, but there are very few tasks. The companion said with a sigh.

The voices of the two fell silent, and the tavern grew noisy again. Just when the two of them thought the topic was over, a crisp girl's voice suddenly came from their ears.

"It's obvious that I don't have the ability, but I blame the empire's taxes. There are a lot of lord-level tasks. ”

The girl's voice was as crisp and sweet as a robin, but the words were a little rude.

Chi Gu turned his head to look, and across the two tables, five young men and women in gorgeous clothes sat together.

Although several of them are wearing samurai uniforms, both in terms of workmanship and temperament, they all show a superior status, which is somewhat incompatible with the environment here.

It was the only woman at the table who spoke, who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old. She was the only one who wore gorgeous leather armor in crimson.

Naturally, the bones do not know how to do it. But due to family reasons, Ryan could see at a glance that this was definitely made of the best monster skin.

The girl sat on the chair, but she could still see her graceful figure. The high fiery red ponytail sets off the delicate little face.

This is the second time Chi Gu has seen such a beautiful girl, even more than Xia Lai.

The skull came to his senses, and turned his head to see Ryan as if he was frozen, and he forgot to close his mouth as if he was frozen. This scene was a little funny, and I couldn't bear to wake him up.

To the left of the girl sat a handsome aristocratic young master dressed in white. The reason why Chi Gu guessed that the other party was a nobleman was because he could see at a glance that every movement of this person could only be cultivated by standardizing it from a young age.

The Devil Bone was still somewhat familiar with this, and Dalles did not give him this kind of aristocratic etiquette lesson.

But the day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow. If it weren't deliberate, the skull wouldn't be able to show this kind of demeanor that penetrates deep into the bone marrow all the time.

This handsome young man bears a slight resemblance to a young girl. The white samurai suit, which looks very expensive, immediately makes people feel the noble status of this person.

The other three aristocratic young men sat slightly facing him, intentionally or unintentionally, and at a glance, they knew that this young man in white should be the person with the highest status at this table.

The girl seemed to want to say something, but the young man in white immediately held his forehead helplessly. He gently tugged at the short red cloak behind the girl, which was only up to her waist, and motioned for her to say no more.

The girl was talking to herself, but her voice was too good, and it was really incompatible with these noisy and chaotic places. Therefore, almost everyone heard her words, and suddenly the entire hall on the second floor fell silent again.

The girl seemed to be a little confused by the sudden silence. After seeing the gesture of the young man in white beside him, he spit out his pink little tongue and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

The tavern is a place where everyone drinks and brags, and complains about their sorrows. Even if they were ridiculed for a few words, everyone laughed it off. The most serious thing was to beat each other for a while, and then several strong bartenders took out all the copper plates on their bodies, and finally threw them out.

In normal times, these two mercenaries would only turn around and laugh and curse a few words when they heard this kind of ridicule. But the sudden silence and the casual glances of everyone made the faces of the two seem to be on fire.

The drunken mercenary slammed the cup on the table, then stood up from his seat in one fell swoop. The slightly rusty pieces of iron embedded in the leather armor of the half-body rattled.

He swept over everyone with a red face, and confirmed at a glance that it was the girl in red leather armor who was revealing their "scars" just now.

The drunkard mercenary pointed at the girl with a fierce look on his face. was about to open his mouth, but was grabbed by his companion who suddenly stood up.

The companion looked like he was stunned, and whispered a word in the ear of the drunkard mercenary.

The drunken mercenary's face instantly turned from anger to fear. The two of them suddenly became a little overwhelmed, and it seemed that they could not stand or sit anymore.

"Put your dirty hands down, stupid pig. ”

A cold and arrogant voice came, speaking from the grim young man sitting on the girl's right hand. He was wearing a samurai uniform with dark gold lines on a dark green background, long blond hair, and a little arrogant chin raised. Playing with a delicate gin glass, this is clearly not a luxury appliance that can be used in this tavern.

"Durm!"

The young man in white frowned slightly, stopped the young man in green, and then shook his head slightly.

The young man in white picked up his wine glass and stood up. Although he doesn't have the arrogance of the young man in green, he seems to have a natural nobility, and even a single action looks magnificent.

"I'm sorry, both of you. My sister is young and ignorant, please don't be like her. I'll invite two of you for this meal, which is considered to be an atonement.

Bartender: Serve these two friends some good wine and food, and count them on my table. ”

The young man in white stood up and raised his glass to the two mercenaries who had stayed there with a look of fear. With an apology, he drank the wine.

However, the two mercenaries met Durm's cold gaze, and seemed to have lost their desire to drink all of a sudden, and hurriedly waved their hands and said they didn't dare.

He quickly grabbed a handful of gold coins from his pocket, threw them on the table, and left in a hurry. It was as if a hungry and furious monster was chasing after him.

Chi Bone looked at the person at the table opposite. The young man in white was helplessly telling the girl something, but the gentle doting in his eyes only made the girl pout her cute little mouth and twist her head to the side.

And the aristocratic young man named Durm looked at the girl with admiration in his eyes.

"Those two guys seemed to be scared of the guy in green. Do you know these people?" asked Cheekbones.

"Of course. After all, you've been here for too little time to know them.

You also heard that the man in green was called Durm, the sole heir of the Dussen family in the future, and the grandson of the Marquis of Dussen. In the city of Verbo, you may not know the name of the emperor's son, but no one knows his name.

This guy is not a small character, not only has a scary family background, but also has a great reputation in the Imperial Academy.

As for the white dress, it was Prince Lun, and that beautiful girl was Princess Chardot, the 'Flower of the Empire'.

The two were brother and sister, and their father was the only prince of the empire, Xia Zuo.

As for the others, they are also young masters of various families, but they are not worth mentioning. ”

Ryan whispered, and it seemed that he was quite jealous of these people.

"Are they the children of Prince Xiazo?" The 'Flower of the Empire' is very beautiful, but I think you seem to value the one named Durm more, is he more famous than the children of the Prince?"

Of course, Chi Gu knows the Dusen family, and Big Brother Quinn is surnamed Dusen.

"The Dusen family is more than powerful, it is one of the oldest families in Orion. The family history is even longer than that of Aldrich.

Let me tell you, I have heard someone say more than once: It is better to provoke the emperor than to provoke Du Sen. ”

Ryan didn't think there was anything to brag about saying to the bone, and after staying in Huerbo City for a long time, he would naturally know slowly.

"Although the current helmsman of the Dusen family is Count Dusen, the highest status of the Dusen family is the Marquis Dusen!

The old marquis was the imperial prime minister who assisted two emperors in succession. Even if he is out of office now, if there is any major matter in the empire, the emperor will still consult him in person.

Although he is no longer in the world, no one dares to despise his majesty. Ryan continued to explain to the skull.

"It's so powerful, isn't the Dusen family one person above ten thousand people. Chi Gu sighed.

"Pretty much. It's a pity that since the establishment of the Orion Empire, there has never been a dukedom, and the marquis is already the biggest noble.

Don't look at Prince Lunn as the son of a prince, but the title of prince cannot be hereditary.

A few years ago, at Prince Lunn's coming-of-age ceremony, His Majesty bestowed on him the title of Viscount. As for how far he can rise in the future, it can only depend on himself. ”

When Ryan said this, he suddenly looked left and right, and then whispered into the ear of the chruel:

"However, it is said that the relationship between His Majesty and Prince Xia Zuo is not good, and it is estimated that Prince Lunn will not have a good time in the future.

The Dusen family has always been sparsely populated, even if it is a side lineage. The old Marquis did not even have a son of his own, and the Count of Dusen was only inherited from the sidelines.

Everyone said that Count Dusson could inherit the title of Marquis, but he could never inherit the talent of the old Marquis. ”

Ryan's voice grew quieter as he said the last sentence.

"What does that mean?" asked Cheekbones.

"That is to say, this Count Dusen is not very capable. After the old marquis stepped down, the power of the Du Sen family did not grow in his hands.

Not as good as his son, at least Durm is still a brave and ruthless fellow. In the whole city of Verbo, there are really few people that Durm is afraid of. Relying on the support of the old marquis, he even beat the prince.

The reason why the two mercenaries were so scared must have recognized Durm and were afraid that they would die in some gutter for no apparent reason. Ryan said in a steady tone.

"So arrogant! he dares to fight the prince?" said the skull with a look of disbelief.

"Although the old marquis doesn't care much about his step-son, he still loves this grandson very much.

There are so many princes, and it is said that one is more rubbish than the other. What if the only son of the Dusen family fights one or two?

Any family, as long as it is not an heir, has no status to speak of, not even the royal family. Ryan said in a sympathetic tone.

"Then why did he care so much about this promising Prince Lunn?"

"Hehe, then we have to talk about our 'Flower of Empire' Princess Chardoer. Ryan looked left and right and smiled.