The conversation between Grover and Onehand took place in a noisy environment, and Arold couldn't really listen even if he tried his best, but he took out the parchment that Baron Wendell had given him from his bosom, and rolled it into a tube and placed it next to his ear, which helped somewhat, and the strange behavior of many people, stimulated by alcohol, such as urinating with his hat, made Arold's action not abrupt.

When he put the money bag into his bosom with one hand, he did not stop, he drank the last sip of wine, and then stood up and left Grover, and they waited a little before leaving, when Arold hurriedly put away the parchment tube, lowered his head and pretended to drink, although he was curious that Count Lauzitz would go to such great lengths, but he had no clue, except that Count Lauzitz seemed to want to buy something from the Italian city-state in the south.

"Hey, don't you have eyes?" Just as Grover and his brothers were about to leave, Zippa's huge body knocked a drunken mercenary to the ground, and the mercenary was covered in the urine of the drinkers, and the other drinkers laughed when they saw Duharoha, which made him extremely angry, and stood up and scolded Grover and the others.

"Fuck off the filthy rats." Grover had had enough of this place, and he didn't want to be entangled with a humble mercenary any more, so he simply tore up his shawl and prepared to leave the noisy inn.

"What, does the pig want to escape? Ha, it does look like a pig, and that retinue of yours is like a pole, and that big guy who is a fool. The mercenary stood up and drunkenly pointed at Grover and his brothers, saying that the mercenaries had a strange accent that was different from the local Germanic people, but it was not surprising that these mercenaries were originally from all over the world.

"Let me kill him." Ogden drew his slender sword, and he walked over to face the drunkard mercenary, and the other drinkers saw that someone had drawn their weapons, and they all hurriedly dodged so as not to harm the pond fish, and suddenly there was a place to spare.

"Hmph, with such a thin sword?" The mercenary saw the other party draw his sword, and his head was a little sober, but the mercenary was originally an adventurer who licked blood with a knife, and he immediately mobilized every inch of his body's muscles, put his hand on his waist and pulled out his broad-bladed knife.

"Whoosh~~~." Ogden didn't report himself to his family, he felt that there was no need to be with a mercenary, but he saw that his upper body was not moving, and the sword in his hand had been stabbed out with a plowshare, because Ogden's sword was slender and had no blade at all, so he could only attack with a stab, but because of this, he was extremely fast.

"Oh." The mercenary frowned and saw the power of Ogden's sword, he took a few steps back and blocked the broad-bladed knife in his chest, and the sword stabbed the blade with a crisp clanging sound.

"Did you respond well?" Ogden laughed strangely, his steps moving lightly, the sword in his hand raining down on the mercenary's body, and the mercenary was furious and swung his broad-bladed knife in an attempt to attack Ogden directly to relieve the pressure on himself.

"Hmm." But Ogden's footsteps dodged the mercenary's blade with a strange pace, and while dodging, the sisal in his hand stabbed the mercenary's thigh sharply, the mercenary muffled his left hand covered the wound, and the knife in his right hand blocked between himself and Ogden, and the people around him were silent, they had never seen Ogden's such exquisite swordsmanship, and Arold, who was watching the battle in the crowd, also frowned involuntarily, Count Lauzitz had such a terrible swordsman, it was like a tiger, maybe he needed to find a way to get rid of Ogden.

"Do you want to surrender? Cheap mercenaries, or I'll just kill you. Ogden licked his lips with his tongue, his snake-like eyes staring coldly at the mercenary in front of him who was about to lose his combat effectiveness, playing with his opponent was one of his hobbies.

"Surrender? No, we Swiss never knew what surrender was, hehe, I would like to be killed in battle or in a duel. The mercenary pointed the knife at Ogden, but grinned and said, although his smile was very far-fetched because of the pain because of a sword in the thigh, but the spirit of calmly facing death moved others, and Arold was also moved, but he was also moved because of other things, that is, this mercenary was actually from Switzerland, and the Swiss mercenary may not have become famous in this era, but even Arold knew that the Swiss mercenary had dominated the European continent for a hundred years.

"Lady Arrod, nothing has happened, has it?" At this time, a voice sounded from Arrod's side, it was Julian, he heard the sound of fighting downstairs, worried about Arold's safety, came to him with his own sword, and his appearance was just right for Arold.

"Julian, I ask you to go and save this mercenary from the three boar brothers." Arold had seen Julian's swordsmanship on a par with Ogden's in a hundred rounds, and if it took a little time, the three boar brothers would have left for fear of revealing their whereabouts.

"Yes, my lord, at your disposal." Julian listened to Arrod's instructions, nodded slightly, and rested his hand on the hilt of his sword, ready to play at the right time.

Julian's chance to play soon came, because of the blood loss, the mercenary's movements had begun to become sluggish, Ogden was completely like a cat playing with a mouse, the mercenary's arms and body were wounded in many places, after Ogden hit the mercenary in the jaw with his knee, the mercenary finally lay on the ground, his chest rose and fell and panted, his life seemed to be about to end, and the people around him were a little timid and had covered their eyes.

"I thought you had a lot of skills." Ogden sneered, took a few steps forward and raised the sword in his hand to stab the mercenary in the throat, if he was stabbed, the mercenary would die in this little-known inn.

"Wait a minute." At this moment, Julian pulled out his sword and threw away his cloak, jumped to the center of the field and separated Ogden with his sword, this sudden swordsman made everyone exclaim, Ogden's brows wrinkled involuntarily, the problem that was about to be solved suddenly jumped out of the obstruction.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead." Ogden retracted his elbow a little, and then stabbed at Julian, the blade of the sword made a roaring sound, which was the sound made when the tip of the sword pierced the air, but Julian did not hurry and bent his knees slightly, shifted his center of gravity down, and the sword in his hand was blocked from above with a bull's horn starting hand, and the high starting hand sword style instantly cracked Ogden's thrust, if Ogden continued to pierce Julian's body, he would inevitably be cut by the sword blade from above, which made Ogden have to withdraw the sword to defend.

"This kind of sword is like the swordsmanship of the southerners, have you been there?" Julian used his sword to attack and defend, and at the same time he had a good time to say to Ogden.

"Hmph." Ogden frowned, the young man in front of him was so skilled in swordsmanship that he couldn't take it down immediately even if he tried his best, and the people around him had already begun to whisper, and many seemed to remember the three boar brothers who accompanied Count Rauziz.

"That's enough, let's end this farce." Grover raised his hand to stop his brother's attack, he couldn't let people associate himself with Count Lautzitz, this was a very important plan for Count Lauzitz, if Count Lauz's plan failed because of himself, he could expect to see that the Earl's dark and rancid dungeon would become a lifelong residence for himself and his brothers.

"Big brother?" Ogden looked at his brother suspiciously, he couldn't understand why Grover would be so merciful as to spare those who had offended them.

"You can see that you are a child of a family." Ignoring his brother's gesture, Grover stepped forward and put his cloak over his face, saying to Julian, who he could see that only the children of nobles who had received military training could use it.

Julian only smiled, neither admitting nor objecting, he just tilted the tip of his sword slightly to the side of his body, and he did not let his guard down, and he used the deception posture to guard him.

"Okay, for your sake today, the mercenary's life will be spared for the time being, let's go." Grover turned around and led his brothers out of the Hound Inn, in such a hurry that it didn't look like the brutal and domineering style of the three Boar brothers in the past.

"Next time, next time, I will definitely have a good fight with you." Ogden tucked his sword back into his scabbard and said to Julian unwillingly before leaving.

"Always by side." Julian also tucked his sword back into his scabbard and said to Ogden without fear.

After seeing the three wild boar brothers leave, Arold carried the injured mercenary to an empty room with the help of the innkeeper, and although the mercenary was in unbearable pain because of the wound, fortunately the injuries were not fatal, and he only needed to be bandaged and recuperated for a period of time to recover.

"Why are you helping me?" The mercenary looked at the strange Arold in front of him and asked him curiously.

"It's just that the road is uneven, and he draws a knife to help." Arold looked closely at the wounded Swiss mercenary, with his long brown hair, blue eyes full of stubbornness, a black beard, worn leather armor, and many worn trousers, and it was obvious that he was not in a very good situation.

"Thank you, my name is John Berg, and I'm the leader of the Swiss Brigade of Mercenaries." The Swiss mercenary sat up and said gratefully to Arrod.

"Oh? How many people do you have? "Arold originally only wanted to hire some Swiss people through this Swiss mercenary, but he didn't expect to save a mercenary captain.

"Well, I have a hundred of them, all compatriots from the Porvoo community in Geneva." John Berg swallowed, but he was a little embarrassed, although his mercenary team had a hundred people, but they had just been established, lacking armor and weapons, as well as combat experience, which was why so many of them could not find a job, because of this incident he was depressed and drank in the Hound Hotel, but there was an unexpected conflict with the three wild boar brothers.