Byron had a large amount of velvet and had almost 200 dinars of silver left.

The rest is how to find the important early heroes of the game's good guys, Bandak and Jamila.

Bandak is a good crossbowman, and Jamila can manage logistics, have some medical treatment, and more importantly, look good and look comfortable.

Byron first went to find the army route, and found a crossbowman of the city defense, under the pretext that it was an old friend of Bandak who gave him a message and wanted to meet.

As a result, he was directly told that Bandak had left the crossbowman team because the little prince had humiliated him.

He regretted this, he said that Bandak was a good crossbowman and a good captain, and he treated the people very well, and he did not take a penny from the poor, and it was a pity that he had encountered such a situation.

He gave Bendak his address to Byron and asked Byron to help him properly. The veteran captain worked in Djerkhara for several years, but he never had any savings and lived in a rented house in the city.

Byron had a sad expression on his face, saying that he would do his best to help, but he was happy in his heart.

The worse the other person's situation, the more meaningful his help will be.

Byron walked for a while in the direction of the soldier's address and found the somewhat rudimentary shack.

He walked to the door, put away his weapon, and knocked lightly. Fatis, on the other hand, stood aside, curious about who this Bandak Bharon had always wanted to see.

"Is it Mr. Bandak?"

Byron asked.

The door opened, and a man with a stubble on his face who hadn't slept well the previous night appeared in front of Byron's eyes.

Byron can confirm that he is Bandak, and his face is very similar to that of Bandak in the game. He was a little taller than Byron, a little shorter than Fatis, and not very strong, but he had a lot of muscles in his arms and legs, and a lot of calluses on his fingers.

"What's the matter?"

Bandak looked at the two seemingly innocent people at the door, and asked with some confusion.

"Dragged by the traveler's ---, we have come to greet his friend, Mr. Bandak, the captain of the Djerkhara crossbowmen, and to bring some gifts."

Byron bowed and picked up the so-called gift in his hand, which was nothing more than inferior red wine and a piece of salted pork in a water bag.

The wariness on Bandak's face vanished, and a grin grinned reluctantly.

"Thank you, two friendly gentlemen. I'm not the captain anymore, but I'm glad I still have friends who remember me, and if you don't mind the clutter in the room, please come in and sit down. ”

Since the other party invited him like this, Byron naturally had no intention of refusing. He and Fatis entered the room, which was small, but not as cluttered as Bandak himself had claimed, except for the bed with a few old sheets thrown away, and the rest of the house looked pleasing to the eye.

However, these things are very cheap, and it seems that Bandak has never had any money.

Bandak lit the fire in the pit in the house, and the three of them laid something and sat down on the floor, sliced the pork slightly warmed, poured red wine, and ate it.

"Looks like you've not been doing well lately, what's going on?"

Hear Byron's question. Bandak was silent for a moment, then shook his head with a smile.

"Actually, it is not a secret that the little prince of the king went to the city wall to inspect us a while ago, and it was raining heavily, and this child, who had not grown any hair, had to check our weapons. You know, sir, the crossbow string in this weather is a nightmare for us, and I have to keep it tense all the time. As a result, that hairy boy commanded in a mess, and my crossbow string broke..."

Byron nodded in understanding. He knew that Rhodok's crossbow could not withstand a long soaking in water, so when the spring rain was full, Swadia would brave the heavy rain to attack Rhodok's walls, because the other party did not dare to release arrows casually.

"That kid even reproached me for breaking the string and beat me with a whip! I can't stand this humiliation, what's the matter? If the nobles are like this, what use is there for them? ”

Bandak drank a few glasses of red wine, his face was a little red, and he couldn't control his tongue. He began to complain about the prince and many nobles, and spoke of disdain.

However, Fatis, who was also a member of the aristocratic class, was not dissatisfied, he was an upright man and very tolerant. If the other party is telling the truth, he will not blame and refute.

And Byron could see that Fatis was sympathetic to Bandak.

"I was born in this city, and I always wanted to save some money to buy some land and become a landlord one day. I learned archery, I could use a heavy crossbow, I became a crossbowman captain, and in the end I didn't even have this house, and I started to go into debt! I really don't know what to do, maybe I should become a mercenary. ”

Bandak was a little drunk, and he said what was in his heart, and this was exactly what Byron wanted.

Now Bandak's mind is not clear, but he can confess his heart, and it will not be wrong to do it at this time.

"If you're looking for a job, I might have one for you."

Byron looked at Bandak and revealed his true intentions.

"What do you say, what is the job?"

Hearing this, Bandak became energetic and put down the wine glass in his hand.

"But Bendak, can you leave the city and work? We're going to a lot of places, the treatment is good, and we are in great need of a good crossbowman. ”

Hearing Byron's words, Bendak was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and tried his best to think about it, and then suddenly realized.

"Are you a mercenary? Or the leader of the caravan? ”

"That's right, I'm the captain of the Peony Mercenary Team, but we prefer to do business, we're going to other cities in Calradia to do business, if you join, I'll give you 5 dinars a week, I don't think it's much worse than when you were the captain."

Byron introduced himself, and by the way, introduced Fatis beside him.

"Fatis is the captain of the Suno's cavalry, but now that he has left his family and traveled the continent with me, he can vouch for my credibility."

After Byron finished speaking, Fatis also nodded, solemnly vouching for Byron, very solemn, as if he wanted to hold some ceremony.

"Ah, Captain, what else would I say if you could give old Bandak a job. This job is for me, and I'm happy to take it. ”

A smile of excitement finally appeared on Bandak's face, but he soon became a little shy because of some unspeakable obscurity.

"But, Captain, I need your help with something... Before me, I was in a tavern with a merry woman... She has my baby now, and I have to leave something behind. Can you lend me 50 dinars? Of course, you can deduct this money from my salary. ”

Byron smiled, and the other finally said the most important thing.

"50 dinars? Byron, Bandak, that's your child, and the illegitimate child is your flesh and blood, and it's not enough to keep the money. In this case, I will help you to buy him some land, and if his mother can work, I can help her find a job, and she can work in the fields. Then when your child is born, he will still have a home, the inheritance left by his loving father. It's just that his father is out to work and needs his waiting. ”

Bandak's expression changed from surprise to joy, he initially thought that Byron wanted too much money, but Byron's subsequent words went straight to his heart.

Two cloudy lines of tears left out of the corners of his eyes, and Bandak's voice was choked.

"Thank you, good sir, thank you so much......"