The yellow wooden doors on both sides creaked, and everyone turned their heads in surprise to the grinning figure.

"Hehe, what are you all doing with me, boss, remember my McLang." The blue-haired, green-eyed Hyde poked his head out the door, his eyes resting on the rows of wine on the counter, revealing a greedy and eager gaze. When it comes to craving for alcohol, not many people can surpass him.

"Grant?" Some of the mercenaries, who were still immersed in Martinez's mourning and solemn atmosphere, suddenly heard the kid who hadn't told a story for more than ten days, and couldn't help but show surprise and excitement. They waited for more than ten days, and they didn't wait for Grant, but they didn't expect to come now.

Conrad felt a sudden change in the air, all of which seemed to be influenced by the man named Grant. His eyes showed confusion, and he guessed that this man might be powerful. At least, it is more popular among mercenary groups.

The boss couldn't help but scold: "You drunkard, if he is really behind you, call him out, he hasn't come to me for more than ten days, I really want to ask what's going on." In the end, it completely turned into a laughing tone. As early as in the past, when the rules were formulated, it was the other party who told the story, and took a cut according to the mercenary's reward and wine.

Therefore, whether the other party comes or not is voluntary. The other party has no obligation. At the moment, it's just the boss's pure venting.

"Who is Grant, he should be famous among mercenaries." Conrad turned his head to ask the mercenary next to him, he felt that the atmosphere was different, and he was busy checking the identity of the other party.

"Grant, this kid, is a very good storyteller, and he knows a lot of stories. Usually when I'm bored, I listen to stories here. Of course, we mercenaries have never told outsiders, so you naturally don't know. The straight-haired brown mercenary said with a nonchalant expression. His fair face and a pair of eyes fell on the outside, and he was very much looking forward to Grant's appearance.

"Oh, that's right." Conrad suddenly.

Outside the door.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Tavern, I can't take a break because I've been busy lately, and I'll probably be quite busy in the future. This time, I'm going to finish the last story. Grant walked through the door and said apologetically. As soon as he entered the tavern, he found a familiar figure in the group of mercenaries.

"Huh?" Grant was stunned.

Conrad was slightly stunned, walked to Grant's side with a ecstatic expression, bowed slightly and said excitedly: "Your Excellency, I didn't expect you to appear in this place, I am really ashamed that you saved us last time, otherwise, I am afraid that Nefer and they will not be able to come back." Thank you so much. ”

"It's just a matter of hand." Grant didn't expect Conrad to appear here, so he took the opportunity to say a few polite words to the other party. But I was slightly unhappy in my heart, didn't I tell him to stop talking? It's just a matter of meeting, but it doesn't affect him at the moment.

The sound fell into the ears of the mercenary, as if it had exploded. A simple sentence, rescuing them in the forest, suddenly made them think about it, the flaxen figure, the strength of an ordinary knight, the two figures gradually overlapped, converging into Grant's face. The mercenaries couldn't help but be shocked, and they asked Grant in disbelief.

"No, Grant is the black-robed boy, I don't look like it, that's a powerful person close to ordinary knights."

"But you, Conrad, ran over. I really didn't expect that Grant would have such a terrifying strength, I'm afraid that going to the garrison of Wanghuo City will be the captain of the garrison. ”

"I was amazed, I didn't expect Grant to be so powerful."

Many mercenaries sighed with complicated expressions, their eyes showed reverence, and they were all surprised in their hearts, no one thought that that ordinary young man would be a "nobleman" close to an ordinary knight. A sense of loss quietly nourishes and sprouts in their hearts.

The boss stood next to him and stared at him, he patted his face to make sure he wasn't dreaming, strode over to Conrad, and said in disbelief: "Conrad, are you sure you're not wrong, Grant has an ordinary knight-level master." ”

"Well, I can swear to the temple that there is not a single lie in what I say." Conrad thought that the other party didn't believe it, he felt that it was an insult to his character, and couldn't help but grit his teeth and swear.

Hearing this, the tavern owner couldn't help but gasp, and looked at Grant with the eyes of a monster, he was also a quasi-knight before, and after several warriors who fought with half-orcs, his vision of light has always been accurate, this time he didn't come out at all, Grant turned out to be an ordinary knight.

Originally, he had planned to train his strength after Grant told more stories here, but now that he came, he found that he was thinking too much.

"Wait, what are you talking about? What a black-robed boy. Hyde interjected in confusion in the sudden change of attitude of everyone, but when he finished speaking, he realized the meaning of his gaze, patted Grant's shoulder excitedly, and said in surprise: "Grant, you won't be that super powerful young man." ”

He didn't expect that the black-robed young man who had been rumored in the past few days turned out to be Grant, but as soon as he took the photo, he realized that the other party had reached the strength of an ordinary knight and had the identity of a noble knight, so he instantly withdrew his hand tremblingly, and smiled embarrassedly. He understood that the noble knight was no longer something that his little mercenary could touch.

The dividing line between the aristocracy and the commoners is unusually clear.

Together with many of the mercenaries around him, Grant's eyes gradually changed, and they understood that although Grant did not swear to Baron Hanmo now, he would become a knight sooner or later in terms of force, and it would be stable to become a nobleman in the future, so the joke he was about to make at the beginning couldn't help but swallow back into his stomach.

Grant noticed the change in everyone, and couldn't help but sigh: "Is this the awe that comes from the change in strength?" The gap in the background is really huge. ”

Just because the strength was obvious, he was feared and feared by so many people in front of him.

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