The tavernkeeper acted quickly, took out large wooden cups that were not light, unscrewed the barrels behind him, and the 'bang-la-la' ale flowed down from them, and ten cups of ale were placed on the table with a bang.

The tavern owner knows how to speak, oh, to be precise, it should be the skill of clichés. After a few words, I chatted with these ten people, and there was a chat without a match.

The taverns in Bartholomew's area are all Raphael's property, and the owners of the taverns are also served by the veteran mercenaries in the mercenary union, such as this boss, who has given up one of his legs. If it is an ordinary mercenary, this represents the end of life.

However, Raphael gave them the right to continue to live, and there were many such mercenaries, and Raphael was also allocated to various positions to continue to exert his spare heat, so that they would not become a burden on the territory in idleness, and naturally they would not be starved to death.

It gives dignity and gives full food.

This kind of welfare policy is not available in other mercenary unions, which also causes many mercenaries to want to enter Raphael's mercenary union 'Saint-Nazaire'. St. Nazaire means flowing water in Werner's words, while Raphael takes the meaning of pervasiveness. It is also very suitable for the saying that mercenaries teach three religions and nine streams.

The information from these taverns would be gathered afterwards and passed on to Jarvis, and finally the useful ones would be placed on the table in Raphael's study.

"Mercenaries like you seem to be rare lately." The boss wiped the stains on the table with a roll of cloth that was still clean, and looked at the woman who seemed to be the leader. This woman was dressed in a red suit, showing the fullness of her chest without any worries, and she looked very heroic when she drank, she had drunk five glasses of ale without the slightest drunkenness, and she was also familiar with the eyes of others looking at her, and she seemed very accustomed to it.

"The whole continent has been in chaos lately, and those green-headed monsters are very vicious. Many teams that are not strong have suffered big losses. As he spoke, the man placed the large wooden cup on the table, and with a tap of his fingers, motioned for another cup.

"So you have gained a lot?" The boss took a large wooden cup and filled it, and said with a smile on his face.

"Don't talk about these bad things, when we were hunting one of them, we happened to meet the other. I'm willing to bet these two green-headed monsters must have premeditated their intention to eat us. The woman drank half a cup and said with a look of shock.

"Then it looks like you're in favor of Lady Luck." Seeing that although the armor on these people was scratched, it did not look like they had been seriously injured, the tavern owner said with a hearty smile.

"Indeed, we had good luck this time. I happened to meet the 'drunkard' Lord Mankvis, and he single-handedly eliminated the two big guys. The billboards created by those who do good things don't seem to be all bragging. The woman nodded, put her hands on the counter, grabbed a handful of beans, put them in her mouth and chewed them.

"Billboard?" The boss had apparently heard of this for the first time, and took out another stack of roasted golden beans from under the counter and placed it on top of the table.

"Yes, Billboard. During this time, those green-headed monsters were rampant, so some people were making a list of the best players in our human race who could fight it alone or which organizations could fight against it. The 'drunkard' Lord Mankwis was one of them. There are also His Excellency Barella Jalan, the 'Mertile One', and His Excellency Bilal Raleigh, the 'Spear Saint', among the Paladins.

Your lord of Bartholomew's region, Lord Raphael Abraham, 'Lord of the Dragons', is also among them. And also because the Bartholomew region is calm and has a reputation for absorbing refugees. "There was a reverence between the women's words, and these people were big people like them who couldn't reach them.

Raphael listened to these words, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and the gold buried under the yellow sand was revealed one by one when the wind blew it.

However, the name of the dragon lord has really been passed on, and Elliot Hazlitt has indeed lived up to his own words, although the harem beauties are not three thousand, but there are also three hundred. Raphael, who holds the Balchik plane, classifies the eggs laid by those female dragons to open up suitable space for them to grow.

At the same time, genetic modification is carried out to the end. While not greatly affecting the vitality of these young dragons, it shortens their growth time and genes. There are more than 100 of these young dragons, and the success rate of this reproduction can be said to be a miracle as far as the dragon is concerned. I'm afraid that only the Five-Colored Dragon Island can reach this level.

However, these guys were left in the Balchik plane by Raphael, and it is true that the spatial laws of the Io continent are weakening, but it is not easy to transfer these creatures from other planes in.

But even so, three hundred dragons were enough to establish Raphael's name as the 'Dragon Lord'.

I never thought that the speed of the 'little dragon' that he had subdued at the beginning would give him such a title, which really made him cry and laugh.

From the woman's mouth, the previous battle was indeed dangerous, and even the number ten people dared to go to the trouble of the Green Flame Stone Terrans, and Raphael didn't know whether to say that they were bold or dead.

Raphael took a sip of ale, and Raphael had a lot of food and a share of the surplus to make wine, and the grain in many places had been controlled by the aristocracy, not to mention winemaking, even if he had to count the grains of rice in the pot for dinner.

I don't know if Raphael's gaze was spotted, but one of the slightly petite women looked up at him.

"Huh? Two souls? Raphael noticed the woman's abnormality, and a second soul in her body was staring at him and saluting him.

"Interesting." Raphael looked at the man and shook a bean into his mouth. It seems that this mercenary squad also has something.

"Enjoyable, the tavern only provides fucking hot water along the way, and it's just not a life." The bold woman wiped the corners of her mouth and finally stopped her booze.

And in this lively tavern, the disappearance of one person does not attract too many people's attention.

……

"What are you doing with me?" Walking on the path outside, the moonlight replaced the lights and illuminated the streets. The clean streets reflect the light and make people feel a little deserted.

"Just wanted to meet the rumored Lord Raphael Abraham." The woman whispered, and the evening breeze blew, revealing her delicate face underneath.

"One body with two souls, black and white. The dark side of the paladin, the vengeful spirit. What do you want to find me, a lord in a remote corner? That's when Raphael stopped. Turning around, he looked at the woman.

The Spirit of Vengeance does not refer to a specific person, but to an organization. An organization that the Paladins call a depraved, but actually upholds the faith.

If paladins represent the light, they are shadows under that light.

Both sides do things for the same idea, but in different ways.

Some paladins choose to fall into darkness, but the heart of light is not extinguished, and it becomes this double soul, black and white form.

"Your Excellency's strength and character are obvious to all. Although those people in the temple say good things, they always do things with discounts. The woman's voice was soft, but it fell into Raphael's ears.

Templars and paladins are different, paladins believe in light, light, and these things are not specific, they may be for their families, for a certain faith. Therefore, the two are not compatible, and although there is not much conflict between the acts, they are by no means intimate.

"You investigated me?" Raphael knew that with the other party's energy, he could easily query a lot of his own information, and even more clearly and thoroughly than the intelligence network of the Ottore royal family. Although these are really difficult to hide, no one will feel happy when they are turned out like this.

"We just know what we should know, and we never go into it. As you say, we are the dark side of the paladins, we act without regard to impartial justice. We are more concerned about efficiency and possible reinforcements and strength. The woman raised her hands slightly, indicating that she had no ill intentions.

"Why do you think I'm going to help you? Or even become your reinforcements? The corners of Raphael's mouth curled into a smile, with a very dangerous arc. Paladins are able to have a group of teammates they can rely on, but at the same time, because of this, many people are reluctant to become their teammates.

Several dragons floated in the starry sky, their eyes revealing a hint of unkindness. However, because there are many such scenes on weekdays, the residents do not make a fuss about it.

"Because we're all the same kind of people, aren't we?" The woman looked at Raphael without any scruples, unmoved by the dragons in the air. People who can become lobbyists usually have to be a little bold. You can't be a good lobbyist.

"A class of people? Why do you think I'm the same kind of person as you? In order to achieve my goal, I can not break my hands. As Raphael spoke, the distance between the two was already very close, and at some point there was an extra dagger in his hand, which was against the back of the other's heart.

If a person says this, it proves that he is not such a person. That's what my mentor told me. The woman's face was not afraid, and she still spoke very calmly.

"If you believe too much in a person's words, you will die." The dagger stabbed into the woman's back, but it didn't feel any pain, it was a wooden dagger. And Raphael did not use force, the wooden dagger fell from his left hand into Raphael's right hand, and he placed it on his side.

"But I'm still alive, which proves that some words can still be believed." The woman finally smiled when she said this. The fact that she is alive proves that the interview was a success.

"Perhaps." With a whoop, perhaps, both of them disappeared in place.

Several dragons in the air flapped their wings and scattered.

……

"A letter?" Not long after Raphael returned to the castle of Bartholomew, a letter was delivered to him. The letter is stamped and the envelope is ornate to show the sender's attention. Seeing the imprint at the bottom of the envelope, Raphael's gaze became a little more suspicious.

"As for the cooperation you have proposed, I will consider it, Bartholomew City is a good place for you to take a look." Raphael returned his gaze to the woman from before, his tone flat, but with a sense of expulsion.

"We will show sincerity, and I hope that His Excellency Raphael will think about it." The woman did not squirm, saluted Raphael, and left the place under the guidance of her attendants.

"My lord, who is this man?" There was a person walking in the door, and it was Dalena. Recently, she and Leticia were being tested by Iyeft Abraham 'Goldos', and the girls have performed very well and have already passed two levels, which makes Iyeft Abraham have high expectations for both of them.

"An invitation from an organization." Raphael's face was slightly pensive as he spoke.

"Is it a very difficult invitation code?" Dalena looked at Raphael's expression and couldn't help but ask. As her strength improved, she found that the gap between her and Rafael was getting bigger and bigger, which made her work hard.

Goldos's test was indeed difficult, but Iyeft Abraham said that if they could pass, it would be a great increase, so she gritted her teeth and persevered, in order to be able to help Raphael.

"It's not so difficult, it's just considering whether the value is equivalent." The Paladin's invitation was a very honorable thing even in the original game. The Paladins are not as simple as people think, and their power in the year of the expedition can be described as admirable and amazing to the gods.

"Well, the test of Gordos is very difficult." Raphael placed the letter aside from the table and looked at Dalena.

"It's a bit hard, but Dalena will make it to the end." Dalena's gaze was resolute, and this light seemed to carry the warmth of fire. People can't help but want to follow this gaze to see what the scenery is like in front of them, just like the misty lady at the beginning, raising her arms and shouting, the believers are willing to give up their lives and forget about death.

Like the haughty flower of redbuds, but the indifference in it is replaced by a kind of anticipation for the future.

"I'm sure you can do it well." Looking at Dalena's current appearance, Raphael also gave birth to a trace of softness in his heart, it is indeed difficult to change, but the direction of change is good, right, then it is worth changing.

"Yes." Dalena nodded vigorously.

"I almost forgot, this is the letter that Archbishop Augsig entrusted me to bring you." With that, Dalena pulled a letter from the storage ring.

"Another letter. It seems that the market has really risen recently. Raphael licked his lips slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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