Luther House Castle is brightly lit. The second floor of the fort is a place of mixed fish and drunkards.

There were all sorts of strange people: dwarves, elves, blind and deaf, officials, businessmen, magicians, warriors, and so on.

As soon as the fat merchant came upstairs, he was immediately stopped by a strong man with a red face and a long beard: "Hey, Thomas!

"Hey, Kaigun!" the fat merchant was as enthusiastic as fire, and when he went up, he hugged him.

Benedict then noticed that the strong man with a full beard was a short man, and he had just sat in his seat, and his burly upper body had deceived his judgment.

Kagen touched his beard, shook off all the ale that had stuck to it, leaned over to straighten the two dangling axes leaning on the table, and laughed, "Brother is going to the north to do the fur business again?"

"Exactly. ”

"It's not a smooth road now, and I've been looking for opportunities to make money. A while ago, someone suggested that I go and make a fortune on the dead, and I thought it was a worthless deal, so I decided to pull a team to take a look. Who knew that all the people I met were cowards, and they could only drink here every day. ”

"Dead man's money?" Benedict was intrigued.

Kai Gong glanced at him and said disdainfully, "Old man, although this is a business, it takes some effort and risks. You can't afford to get a skeleton, a zombie or something!"

Thomas the fat merchant smiled: "Brother, do you know, this lord is what we met on the road, when he recited a little spell with his bare hands and made several bull-headed monsters with maces drop their armor and fall asleep, and also injured a masked man with a giant sword on his back, and the giant sword could not help him at all, but broke it himself." Isn't it magical, you say?"

When the red-bearded Kaigen heard this, he immediately became interested, took Benedict's hand and asked, "Old man, is it wrong for me?" It's really impossible for ordinary people to do this deal. As he spoke, he leaned closer and whispered, "There is a royal cemetery on the edge of Gred City, which ordinary people can't enter, but there is a secret passage in the city, and it is worth trying from there." ”

"Gridd's City. Benedict was half talking to himself, half reminiscing: "That's the capital of the Gruvenne Empire, and although it's now a small border town, how did you know that there was a secret passage leading to the cemetery? ”

Kai Gen happily rubbed the two calloused hands, shook his head and shook his beard a few times, and said mysteriously and pretentiously: "This informant of mine has great powers, if I say his name, he will know it immediately, and then I will be thrown into an obsidian mine to dig obsidian for the rest of my life." ”

Benedict remained silent, picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, looked into the eyes of the dwarf and said, "I'll go with you!"

"Cheerful old man!" Kai Gong patted the old man's back with his hand, and the strange thing was that the old man did not move at all, although he was leaning on his body, but he was very stable. If ordinary people had been touched by Kai Gen, it was estimated that they would have flown out a few meters away.

Kai Gong secretly admired in his heart, and Benedict smiled: "Just the two of us, I'm afraid it's not stable, it's better to pull a few more people into the gang." ”

At this moment, the fat merchant Thomas interjected and asked, "Lord Monk, don't you have anything of your own to do, why do you want to go on an adventure with this mad dwarf?"

Kegong secretly stepped on him, and Thomas burst into tears in pain.

"Gled City is also a place I'm planning to visit, just drop by. ”

At this time, the hotel became more and more lively, and a wandering elf girl danced a seductive dance in front of everyone's eyes, and everyone's attention was focused on her graceful figure.

Kagung picked up the ale and grunted it, and Benedict took the glass and sipped it. Thomas, who has a fat head and big ears, although he has a beer belly, is not a drop of alcohol, and his excuse is that business is important and he can't miss a big thing.

When the wine was hot, a group of strangely dressed people suddenly came in outside the door, each wearing a red scarf on his head, wearing a red robe, and an exotic scimitar around his waist.

As soon as they entered, they asked aloud, "Has anyone here ever seen an old man with a hunched back and a gray robe?"

"It's a Cortése!" Thomas whispered, then looked at Benedict, who was hunched over and dressed in gray robes, and sweated to himself.

Although Kagen is a rough man, he can't change his joke at any time. He touched the top of Benedict's bare head and grinned, "Old man, this is your enemy." ”

Seeing that no one answered, the group asked loudly several times. The Cortes had a reputation for betraying the Holy See and supporting the false popes, and Emperor Tambolance tolerated them for the sake of imperial harmony. He adhered to the principle of neutrality and did not participate in religious affairs. Therefore, no one in the empire can manage it, and no one dares to manage it.

At this time, our Lord Benedict had had enough of the wine and the magic was brewing secretly, so he took the initiative to stand up and respond, "Benedict is here!"

The people in the tavern followed this loud voice and looked at the old man with their eyes. Bald, hunched, patched grey robe. This is clearly a kneeling posture.

Everyone couldn't help but secretly sweat for him.

The leading Cortex disciple said loudly: "You killed our parishioners and destroyed our church, Lord Justin and I will capture you alive, you better surrender obediently, otherwise the sword will be ruthless and hurt you, and we can't do anything." ”

Benedict remained silent, his hands behind his back preparing for magic, and when the cultists saw that he did not respond, they rushed forward with their knives and demanded that he obey.

The old man said something in his mind: "Saha, Kula, Sikai!", and when he raised his hand, he saw that all the science and education disciples in front of him dozed off in response, and even a few innocent passers-by in the tavern were also killed.

The leader cursed, "Damn magic, you wait for me!" and fled in embarrassment, ignoring his men.

The tavern burst into applause.

Kagan happily picked up the ale again, and drank it with a loud bang. The two white dangling axes that Kaegon leaned on the table were targeted by a small thief. Taking advantage of the fact that the dwarf was not guarded, the thief was quick-eyed, and with a sudden, he picked up two axes and rushed out of the tavern, until Kai Gong realized that the thief had rushed out of the tavern.

Kaigun cursed and chased all the way out.

Although he was short, he could walk as fast as a windmill in a strong wind. The little thief panicked, stumbled, tripped and fell to the ground, and Kai Gen went up with a punch and scolded: "Straight mother thief, grandpa's axe dares to steal!"

He threw another punch, and then scolded, "How much can this axe sell for?"

The thief begged for mercy: "A good man spares his life, my family has an eighty-year-old mother to support, and I am really poor and can't do it, so I have to do this kind of business!"

Kai Gong smiled and scolded: "Grandma, every thief has an old mother in his family, and you seem to be no exception!"

The thief changed his tone and said, "Grandpa spared his life, it was really a harsh tax that forced people to live, and the Inquisition, the Cortése cultists, and the Imperial Janissaries were not fuel-efficient lamps. The villain was originally in the business of dead people, but he was later exposed and put in prison, but fortunately he escaped death thanks to the unique skill of picking the lock. ”

"So, you're not only a thief, you're also a tomb robber?" said Kagun's eyes lit up.

The thief trembled, for fear that if he punched again, he would have to go to heaven to report.

I saw the dwarf laughing and helping him up, and helping him dust off his body, and every time he slapped him, he screamed.

The second monk of the little thief was puzzled, and asked tentatively, "Does grandpa have any instructions?"

"No orders, you're a tomb robber, I'm a person who is going to rob tombs, let's cooperate!" said Kagun.

"Grandpa, I just got out of the tiger's mouth, and you asked me to jump in again, if I am caught again, I will be beheaded directly!"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll cut off your head now?" the dwarf whirred as he toyed with his two axes.

"Hey, the passing year is not good. The thief lamented.

I couldn't think about it, so I had to follow Kagong into the tavern.

Benedict had woken up the innocent man in the tavern, and then called a few men to help carry the sleeping Scientists to the stables. The scimitars were all confiscated and melted down by the blacksmith in the castle to make another thing.

Benedict was a little curious when he saw the dwarf and the thief talking and laughing. "This is a thief, or a tomb robber, and he can be a helper for us. As he spoke, he poured a glass of wine, drank it all, turned his head and asked, "What's your name?"

"Me?" the thief hesitated slightly, "what does the thief want to do? ”

"How can people have no names, dwarves, elves have names, even the pagan Dessertes have their own names, how can you not have names. ”

"I don't really have a name. "The thief is full of grievances.

"Well, I'll give you one, let's call it Best. Benedict said.

"Best, good name. "Kagong didn't understand, but he was anxious to know the thief's name. As for how the name came from and what it meant, he never thought about it.

"Best. The thief looked at Benedict's baldness and was silent for a long time and said, "Thank you, sir." ”

......

So the next day, the dwarf Kagun, the secular monk Benedict, and the thief Bester set out on a journey to the city of Greed. Thomas, the fat merchant, said goodbye to them and continued on to the city of Rûm.

Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.