At noon the next day, Harold, who was on winter vacation, went out and walked around College City as if he were wandering aimlessly. After a long time, he went around into a side street, an alley narrow enough to barely allow two people to pass.

Edith stood at the mouth of the alley, hesitating, wondering whether to sneak in with him.

Suddenly, a hand pressed her shoulder, and she turned her head, and the owner of the hand was Harold, who had just seen him enter the alley.

"Y-you, what are you doing all of a sudden?" Edith immediately jumped a few steps away.

Harold sighed, he was helpless: "You quietly follow me, you are still reasonable." It's dangerous to know if I know it, if I had brought a weapon in my hand today, I might not even be able to see the person, and I would have started cutting people directly. Say, what are you looking for me? “

Not only that, but he was ready to ask him what he had been thinking about yesterday, and he couldn't ask at this time.

"Yes.... It's a coincidence, we happened to see you sneaky on the road, and we were curious about what bad things you were doing, so we followed. Hey, what hush money are you going to give us? “

Although he immediately realized that the stupid girl in front of him was telling a lie, Harold had no intention of delving into it, because he had more important things to do.

"You come with me." Harold didn't reply, he turned his head and walked deeper into the alley.

The deeper she went, the more doubts became in Edith's heart, and she suddenly asked, "Hey, this can't be a secret place for some evil organization to meet, will there be a group of weird uncles doing strange things inside?" ”

Harold glared at her fiercely: "You have such a rich imagination!" Then, he turned his head away from her.

Edith stuck out her tongue and said no more, rarely choking back.

The two walked to a wooden door in the middle of the alley, the wall above which was engraved with the words "Land of Drinkers", and on the door hung a bronze plaque that was closed, apparently a bar.

Ignoring the bronze medal, Harold fumbled around the wall for a while, pulling a brass key out of a crack in the wall.

He quickly unlocked the door with the brass key, then tucked it back into the crack in the wall.

Harold kicked the door open with his foot, and the dim daylight of the winter afternoon illuminated the furnishings inside, which was undoubtedly the layout of the bar, but there was no one to entertain or patrons, and it looked like it was really closed.

Seeing what was inside, Harold took a deep breath and shouted, "There's an earthquake!! ”

Before the echo of this shout fell, a tall figure jumped out of the counter and rushed out, but Harold was prepared, he did not dodge or dodge, quickly shortened, leaned forward, hugged the opponent's waist, and quickly hooked the opponent's right leg and bent backwards at the knee. Harold's waist, legs, and arms worked together, causing the strong man on the opposite side, who was a head taller than him and much stronger, to fall to the ground at once.

The strong man was very strong, and he was knocked to the ground by Jiu-Jitsu, and he only snorted, apparently not hurt by it.

"How? Brother Tyrese, are you sober? Harold smiled and held out his hand.

Tyrese immediately grabbed the outstretched hand, and he snorted coldly, "Hmph, damn boy, where is there any earthquake?" I was scared with my psychological shadow! ”

Tyrese then stood up, muttering, "The good Miss Lanna would let an honest man like me take care of you, it's a blessing for the wicked." ”

The afternoon sun was a little blurry, and Edith stood up at Tyrese to see his face and figure, the man Harold called Tyrese, oh no, he should be called a male orc.

This orc is tall and somewhat scary, a head taller than the tall Harold, a little over two meters in size, limbs and palms larger than ordinary humans, the hair on his head is dense and messy, the top of his head has animal ears, and a tail grows behind him.

The dress is not much different from that of ordinary humans, and the appearance looks probably from the middle age of human beings, that is, in their thirties and forties.

The name Lanna had been mentioned by Harold before, and Edith had made a note of it.

But she still subconsciously blurted out: "Who is Lanna?" ”

In fact, what she really wanted to ask was what the relationship between this woman named Lanna and Harold was, but the intention of asking like this was too obvious, but she didn't have time to sort out her thoughts, so she subconsciously asked.

At this time, Tyrese noticed the strange girl behind Harold, although he was a little confused by her question, but Tyrese saw that the person came with Harold, so he told the truth: "Miss Lanna is the daughter of the lord I once swore allegiance to. What's wrong? Do you know Miss Lanna? ”

"I don't know." Edith shook her head, she realized that the orc had failed to understand the deeper meaning of her question.

She bowed her head slightly, then looked up at the orc Tyrese, smiled and briefly introduced herself: "I am Harold-kun's classmate, named Edith Popesel, and I happened to meet Harold-kun on the way, so I came together. You're a friend of Harold, right? Fortunately. ”

Edith stretched out her hand generously here, and Tyrese over there also stretched out her hand and shook it quickly, which was a response.

"My name is Tyrese, I've lived in College City for more than ten years, and I'm an acquaintance with this kid." The orcs also introduced themselves.

Edith suddenly became so personable, and even the dialect fetish suddenly disappeared between the words, and she looked like a lady.

The sudden change made Harold smell a hint of ominousness, and he couldn't tell what was wrong, but it just felt strange.

So he immediately said, "Brother Tyrese, let's get down to business first. But before I gave this classmate some drinks, remember, don't bring alcoholic beverages, don't bring alcohol. ”

"What the hell! When did you kid not drink alcohol? Let me make a non-alcoholic drink this time? "Orc Tyrese blushes and has a thick neck.

"Brother Tyrese, that's not how the account is calculated! When did I not come to you to repair or change weapons? You've paid a lot of gold, and you still care about this little thing? Harold spread his hands, as if he was talking about the axiom of the world.

"Humph! It's a savage monkey! The orc cursed, but his feet went to the counter.

This scolded Edith for a moment, the fluffy orc's back really looked like a gorilla. And the face next to him is more cold and glamorous than the woman, and Mr. Harold Vaasa, who is well-proportioned and tall, no matter how you look at it, has nothing to do with such a thing as a "savage monkey".

The orc continued to mumble in a low voice: "I have broken seven or eight weapons in a year and a half, you must know that the weapons forged by people with the title of 'Soul of Swords and Axes' are no problem for others to use them for ten or eight years." It's just this kid...... My old waist has to be tortured by him. ”

Edith glanced at Harold, whose face remained unchanged, as if the orcs were muttering not about him, but about an unrelated person.

"Hey, aren't you angry?" Edith asked in a whisper.

"Get used to it, look at this old boy, I knocked him down casually, he didn't adapt to it. Once you get used to it, it doesn't matter. Harold replied quietly.