Chapter 307: The Excommunicated Knight (3/5)
A beautiful manor house is hung with a flag painted on the side of a lion painted in bright colors, apparently, an icon of a noble family.
A few glass-encased lights shone on the gates of the manor.
A figure in armor was thrown out of the gate of the manor, and the man fell to the ground, holding the ground with one arm, and got up with difficulty.
Several samurai in armor, holding the hilt of the sword in their hand, stood on the side, apparently they threw this man out, and then a man in a black tuxedo walked up to the man, held his head high, and said:
"I think you have heard what your master said, the Pope's excommunication notice has been sent to your master, you ridiculous disobedient person is still trying to deceive your master, you should get out of here quickly."
After the group finished speaking, they returned to the manor, and the door was closed again.
It was as if the surroundings were quiet again, with only flying insects flying around in the dim light.
The man who had fallen to the ground got up again, patted the dirt and dust on his body, and walked decadently into the darkness, but before he could take a step, he saw a man in a black trench coat standing in front of him, with a top hat on his head, the man took off his hat and saluted him, and then said with a smile:
"Looks like you're at a low point in your life? Don't worry, don't be afraid, I've often heard people say that when a god closes a door to you, he will weld the window to death, but that's okay, there will always be a kind person from the mysterious unknown realm to solve your urgent needs. My name is Sherlock and it's a business card. ”
Sherlock handed over a small card, and the man reached out to take it, which read:
[Life Customization Service - Sherlock. A good assistant in your life]
However, there is no contact information or company address on the card.
"How can you help me?"
The man raised his head, and under the light, his face looked extremely haggard, but there was an irrepressible hope in his eyes, which was the man who seemed to have fallen into the water but grabbed a handful of straw.
"Your name is Lancelot, and you were taken back and exiled because you had an undeserved spiritual affair with your lord's wife, and just recently, because of your unchaste behavior, the Pope announced your expulsion, and even the Earl of Glamorgan, who was willing to take you in at the end, was unwilling to take you in, but also had a good filial piety, and the Count of Glamorgan did not drive you away because he received the news of your excommunication, but because his lord wanted to take back the territory, so he ordered his arrest, so he dismissed you, in other words, He may be true love for you. ”
Lancelot froze, but he quickly ran to the gate of the manor, but Sherlock had already pulled out a crystal ball, which showed a carriage leaving the manor at a rapid pace.
"No need to waste your efforts, the Count and his family have already escaped."
"What do you want? Why investigate me? ”
Lancelot's eyes widened as he looked at Sherlock in front of him, but Sherlock just casually took out some papers and said:
"I only know this from these documents, and as for the matter of Count Glamorgan, please, the whole kingdom knows that your king is going to take back the Earl of Glamorgan's domain. And I'm just trying to give you a job. ”
Sherlock pulled out a new document that read:
"Letter of Intent [for Victoria]."
"I'm running a free city called Victoria, which is located in the territory of the Duke of York in your kingdom, not too far from here, and if you want to come to me, I can provide you with protection and work, and the content of the job is very simple, which is to teach some novices how to fight."
As soon as Sherlock finished speaking, Lancelot frowned and asked:
"Why are you looking for me?"
"Because you're the best mentor I can find at the moment."
Sherlock said unabashedly:
"And it's the cheapest."
………………
Lancelot eventually accepted Sherlock's job offer and signed his name on the letter of interest.
As Sherlock said, Lancelot had no choice, he needed this job, he needed a place to stay, this free city called Victoria, maybe not the best choice, but it was really his only choice.
The mysterious man named Sherlock, after Lancelot signed the magical work contract, left behind a detailed address, and then disappeared.
Lancelot found a random spot to rest for the night, and then set off for the address.
He walked out of the city, through the canyons, through the grasslands, over the hills, helped some villagers who had been attacked by robbers, evaded a group of mercenaries who were pursuing him, and then came to the place where the address was written.
A forest in the Duchy of York.
But Lancelot didn't see any free cities, and if they did, they could only be said to be free cities of elves, because there were only trees left here.
Except for elves who like to live in treehouses, there are no other races that like to live in treehouses.
By the way, there are also birdmen.
Lancelot laughed self-deprecatingly at his sneering joke, but soon he heard the voice of Sissia Soso, someone in the forest!
Lancelot suddenly became alert, and with one hand he touched the hilt of the sword hanging from his belt, and then slowly drew it, staring nervously at the sound of the forest not far away.
Later, he saw a green "little boy" emerge from the bushes, holding an insect trap in his hand, and he was visibly startled when he saw Lancelot.
This is not human.
Lancelot judged it almost immediately, because humans don't have green skin, and this green color blends in almost perfectly with the surrounding trees, which is a protective color.
The little boy in the form of a man who was green and almost unspeakable, looked at Lancelot for a few seconds, then took a small insect from the insect trap, stuffed it into his mouth, and asked:
"Coming to report for work?"
Lancelot paused for a moment, but quickly replied:
"No, it was Sherlock who asked me to come here. Called...... Victoria ......"
"This is it, come with me."
Lancelot watched as the little green boy burrowed into the woods, and then he followed.
After following for more than ten minutes, Lancelot was frightened by what he saw.
It was a patch in the woods......
A few square meters of open space stepped out with his feet, and then there were a few strange-shaped guys sitting on the clearing.