Let's go back to yesterday evening, when Charles's men were sitting around the tavern happily drinking wine, when suddenly we saw the guy named Joseph walking with his head officer towards the crowd of people who had started a fight.

Despite the noisy and chaotic environment at that time, they still saw the self-patriarch tighten the long sword at his waist and said with a cold face: "Citizens, what is going on here? Your Lord, if you continue to quarrel like this endlessly, I will arrest you all and hand them over to your lordship, I don't think Count Gehamor would like that to happen, would he? “

Originally, they thought that when the drunks heard this, they would obediently admit their mistakes and follow the militia who came to arrest them, but who knew that at this moment, the alcohol had completely reduced their few intelligences to zero. They dared to speak ill of Charles, a nobleman of the Empire and the knight captain of Count Atlas, and even tried to throw Charr with the flask in their hands. This can be regarded as a hornet's nest, and the month-long relationship has already made this group of unruly heroes recognize the leader of Charles. In addition to their lords, I am afraid that only Charles can make this group of "greyhounds" who are not afraid of heaven and earth willingly bow their heads.

Seeing that their leader was humiliated, the irascible cavalry couldn't bear it anymore, so they picked up the benches and flasks in the tavern and smashed them at the drunks under the eyes of the tavern owner. As soon as they moved, the group of infantry they saved were embarrassed to watch, and they rolled up their sleeves one after another, and smashed their fists at the heads and bodies of those bastards like no money.

At this time, Charles, who should have been furious, was pushed aside and watched blankly as they punched and kicked the poor fellows.

The militiamen who were originally embarrassed also stood aside casually at this time, pretending to be blind to the atrocities that were taking place, and several militiamen with good deeds even danced loudly and applauded, and were pulled by the elderly militia captain several times without realizing it.

Fearing that they would not be able to take their actions lightly after drinking, Charles hurriedly pushed them away, and stopped the group of soldiers who were slowly becoming crazy with the prestige he had accumulated on a daily basis. The young men had been beaten to the point that their noses were blue and their faces were swollen, and they were lying on the ground and humming like pigs. If it hadn't been for Charles stopping his men in time, these poor souls would have been killed.

After teaching the guys a hard lesson, the young and vigorous light cavalry finally calmed down, and after secretly kicking them a few more times, they let the somewhat embarrassed militia captain escort them away.

Maybe Charles himself didn't do anything in this conflict, but in the eyes of others, it was precisely because he took the initiative to get involved in this conflict that his subordinates would teach these young people a lesson. As for whether his subordinates received his instructions, it didn't matter at all at this moment, after all, he had already offended the people behind those young people when he chose to come forward.

So, that's why Carl. Wood would say that Charles had helped them capture their enemies, and that it would be his friend.

The strong man called "Lao Bo" seemed to be very familiar with this family, as if he had entered his own house, and unscrupulously poured himself a glass of butter honey wine. Sensing Charles' curious gaze, Carl. Wood quickly explained, "Lao Bo is a mutual friend of our family, and his original name is Pol. Lake, but we still habitually like to call him Lao Bo. His father and I grew up together, and he was a rare friend of mine. You also know that those who have caused great harm to our family have a background behind them, and Lao Bo is also worried that they will act against our family to be so nervous, so his offense to you just now is completely unintentional. You have a lot of them, please forgive him! “

When Lao Bo heard him talk about himself, he quickly raised his head, first smiled at Xia Er, and then lowered his head embarrassedly and rubbed his head. If it weren't for the fact that he had just seen his cruel appearance, Charles would have almost been deceived by his appearance at this time.

Charles smiled brightly, his voice so sincere: "It's okay sir, I admire such a good man very much, you have a good friend!" “

Cal. Wood smiled at Charles, turned to the maid to fetch fruits, pastries, wine, and the like, and when the food was obviously of great value one by one on the table, he handed Charles a large bag embroidered with gold thread across the table, which was heavy and jingled at the slightest moment.

Charles looked at the bag in his hand, didn't open it, and after throwing the bag on the table, Charles pretended to be puzzled and said, "What are you doing here?" ”

Karl was slightly stunned, Charles's actions were really beyond his expectations, but he quickly regained his composure. So he smiled and said, "You are a friend of our family, and with your help, those who ignore the law will be tried today, and without you, the militia will probably have a lot of trouble trying to arrest them." ”

Charles turned the glass in his hand, as if the gilded relief had attracted his attention, and after a moment he opened his mouth and said, "With all due respect, sir, I am only doing my duty as a soldier by helping the militia to arrest them." As for the subsequent trial, that's not something I can interfere with. Besides, the verdict has been set, and I am only a baron, and I have no right to change anything. If you're trying to get anything out of me, you're in the wrong place. ”

Karl smiled and filled the glass of wine for Charles, and said lightly: "My lord, I also said before, you are a friend of our family, this thing is not a tribute just to thank you for your righteous action, and there is no other meaning. If you look down on us as a common merchant and don't want to deal with us, then I won't force you to accept this gift. ”

This was said very seriously, Charles looked at Carl who was calm and calm at the table, and inexplicably felt that this person was worthy of a general. Charles smiled and patted Carl's hand on the table, and said jokingly, "You're really joking, since you're willing to be friends with me, then I'll just take it!" ”

Seeing Charles accept the "small gift" he had prepared, Carl smiled again and sat together pushing cups and changing lamps.

After three rounds of drinking, Charles squinted slightly at this seemingly weak man, and said word by word: "I appreciate your ability, are you interested in joining us?" As long as you join my team, your trouble is my trouble, and Count Atlas will never treat his subordinates badly, you don't have to give me an answer right away, you can think about it again! ”