"I guess you also understand what His Excellency the Governor means."

Fred reminded me, and I nodded, indicating that I understood the meaning, that it was nothing more than a place to stay, albeit shaky.

The two of us exited the Governor's Palace, and the mercenary leader, Fred, nodded to the guard guarding the door, and the guard closed the door in understanding. Outside the Governor's Palace, the streets were still bleak and dilapidated, and the streets were scattered with hungry civilians, ragged, emaciated, and malnourished.

I don't know if it's because they don't have a home to go back to, they prefer to sit on the street and cast pitiful glances at the passers-by, hoping to get a little charity from their hands. Walking back and forth on the road, apart from pedestrians, the most of them were the dirty and tattered soldiers, who were the only pillars of law and order in the city, but they were still thin. There are even quite a few children in this team.

There are no more merchants selling goods for a long time, and only beggars who have not yet caught up with the refugees are left.

"So, has His Excellency the Governor made arrangements?"

I realized that he hadn't said anything since he had just quit, just lying very haggard on that gorgeous bed, and his whole body was as tired and weak as the city.

"Well, that's a rule that's been laid down for a long time." Fred chuckled, and I couldn't help but turn my head to look at the poor people huddled on the side of the road, both adults and children. They're all like that, not to mention me and Andrew?

Fred must have seen my concern now, but I didn't expect him to laugh out loud about it, attracting the sideways glances of others.

"What are you laughing at?"

I asked him, and he immediately restrained his presumptuous smile, stopped and said to me, "Don't worry, Mr. Luga, you have provided our Viceroy with very important information, so we will not and cannot treat you badly. ”

"What about my friend?"

"Your friends are already waiting for you where you are staying, come with me, Aurius. Lord Luja. ”

Fred stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture, and then changed the way forward, I was not familiar with this place, so I had to follow.

Far away, I heard the clanging of iron, and on this road, there were no more sitting palums on either side of the road, and for some reason it was filled with a large number of soldiers, men and women, who were different from the paupers and patrolling soldiers in the streets outside. They looked taller, stronger, energetic, and savage.

Some of them were sharpening axes, some of them were gathering in groups and talking bastards, and I didn't understand their language.

Even with the body of a veteran like me, I seem a little short when I walk among them. In the same way, I looked at them with amazement, and they looked at me with strange eyes. Slightly low-key, they just glanced at me and ignored me, but the high-pitched, unbridled whistle at me, and the companions behind them pointed at me and laughed. They are very disrespectful, and they don't know how to respect, anyway, they are born barbaric, and it is difficult for me to compare them with those people in suits and leather shoes who stand on the podium and talk about democracy, freedom and nobility in the future.

I have an unspeakable dislike for them, and I am not afraid of their muscles and their sharp axes and iron swords.

"Ignore them, Lord Luga."

At that moment a hand was placed across my face, blocking me and forcing me not to move forward, and I looked up to see who was holding me back.

"Fred?"

I saw Fred reach out to stop me, he looked at me, lowered his voice and explained to me: "Don't pay attention to them, it's just that they've been holding back for too long, they just want to find a stranger to provoke and then beat the stranger to vent their emotions." ”

"Okay, I see."

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he nodded, and then followed Fred through the crowd to a triangular intersection. No, before I saw the hotel, I heard the loud music from afar. Walking in, the music was even more unbearable.

A group of breastless and leaking fellows, cheering incessantly with their glasses held high, in a circle, facing a stone building with two floors, marble pillars overgrown with plants that looked like creepers, and bright torches and bright petals, decorated the place as much as the drunken gold of the big city. It is also two worlds that are diametrically opposed to the feeling of slaughter outside. And the scantily clad women, all Roman women, middle-aged women, and young girls in their prime. These women turned their backs to the ornate building, twisting their bodies to show their graceful dances, maybe they could only move two or three movements, but it was enough, enough to seduce the brains of the barbarians who had never seen the world.

These poor women, with their glasses in their glasses, must have been "forced to laugh" among the stinking savages, and perhaps this was the only way to fill their hungry bellies. These men who are filled with desire, they are holding these flowery women, well, not a thin waist, their eyes and fingers are not honest, and they are separated from the woman's body. This did not provoke any dissatisfaction and disgust from the girl, but rather enjoyment and happiness.

"Here we are, Lord Luga, this is the best inn in town."

Fred stopped at the back of the crowd, pointed to the ornate building, and said to me.

There are such bastards on the outside, so there's no more in here! I couldn't help but swallow my saliva and look at the noise in front of me, looking at the buildings behind me, on the guardrail on the second floor, those young girls wearing flower crowns, holding wine glasses, and constantly offering flying kisses to the barbarians below. It's so touching and fascinating, but in my opinion, why is it a little disgusting? I can't explain why.

"Is my friend in there too?"

"Yes, he's on the second floor, but it's a pity, he's injured, and he can't be happy."

Fred laughed and glanced at the women on the second floor, their eyes full of undisguised greed.

Pushing aside the barbarians and the women who stood in their way, they finally reached the door of the inn, where the somewhat old wooden door was open, and heavily armed soldiers stood on the left and right. Ignoring the guys, Fred led me into the inn.

Sure enough, it was even more crowded, with foot odor, fox odor, sweat odor, as well as the pollen smell, spice feeding, and the body fragrance on the woman's body, all gathered into an indescribable taste.

"Quick, come in!"

Before I could come to my senses, I felt my arm being pulled and dragged into the chaotic hotel.