September 6, Hollier City.

That bard seems to be a bit busy lately.

In the eyes of Hook, the owner of the pig-headed bar, such a guy who makes a living by telling stories all day is still quite hard - get up in the morning and eat a little bit and leave, and when he comes back in the evening, he has to tell a few stories in the bar to earn some copper coins, and he hasn't even returned to the bar for the past few days...

Come and go freely, unrestrained, sometimes Hook is a little envious of such a casual life, but whenever he has such a thought, he will look down at his fat belly, and feel that he really doesn't have the heart to break into the world like the other party.

"I'm still old..."

Hook sighed a few words, looked up at the sky outside, and found that it was noon, and was about to think about what to eat, when he noticed that the group of adventurers who had settled in the previous days upstairs had just walked down.

When he saw them, Hook remembered the pretty girl in a burlap robe - hey... That woman's figure was really hot, and every time he recalled it, he felt like a fire in his lower abdomen, but thinking of the identity of that girl, he quickly suppressed the impatient thoughts.

Two days ago, the beautiful girl named "Akasha" came to find this group of adventurers, and it seemed that her status was not low, and after the two groups of people met, the big man who was more than two meters tall showed a little awe of her...

The skill of "observing words and feelings" Hook has already reached the full level, so at this time he also knows that he can only be obscene. Several adventurers in front of him sat down at the wooden table and ordered some food with a stiff accent, and the strong man sat on the chair as if squatting, Hook naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly went to Zhang Luo's kitchen to cook, and brought a few glasses of ale wine that didn't dare to be mixed with water, ready to "show goodwill" in disguise, and have a relationship with these guys.

But he didn't think that his feet were tripped over a bump on the floor, and the ale glass in his hand was crooked, just spilling out...

There was not much wine, but it landed a lot on the short coat on the bald man's chest.

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and Hook immediately found that the eyes of several people in front of him were staring at him, as if they were about to burst out and hack themselves to death in the next second... But after two seconds, the other party seemed to realize that he was not malicious, and the original tension quietly dissipated.

The big man didn't say much, he took the ale glass and smiled, took off the outer layer of cloth casually, motioned for Hook to find a waiter to wash it off, and turned his head to continue chatting with his companion.

Hook was shocked by the atmosphere of that moment into a little cold sweat, but he had seen anyone for so many years, and after knowing that the other party was not embarrassed by him, he immediately smiled and walked away, only to secretly curse himself in his heart for being self-defeating - just when he bent down to take it, he found that this strong man wearing a single coat had a strange tattoo on his chest...

That seems... It is a pit viper wrapped around a cross.

Almost no one in Hollier City knew the meaning of the sign, and Hook was no different, he just glanced at it and turned back to the bar, not taking the pattern seriously at all. When the group of adventurers left the tavern after eating, they greeted him - presumably to make Hook understand that they didn't take it to heart.

"Heh, it's pretty good..."

Hook shook his head, after being mixed up for so long, most of the adventurers have a strange temperament, and it is common to lift the table and beat people up if they don't agree with a word, and these guys look quite difficult to mess with at the moment, but their personalities are good, and it is really a bit surprising.

But these things are interludes, and the past is gone. Around the end of the afternoon, Roddy walked back shaking his head, humming a few songs that Hook had never heard, and this relaxed appearance made Hook really feel envious in his heart.

"Hey, Raphael, where have you been these days? It's so leisurely to be so happy all day!"

"Well, I bought some paper, and recently I thought of some melodies and wanted to write them down. ”

Roddy's smile was very bright, and he raised the parchment in his hand, "You always say that I don't sing, in fact, because I sang too much before, and I think it's interesting to tell stories - if you want to sing, you have to sing something new, otherwise how can someone cheer you on?"

"Don't say it, you kid is really full of ideas, and the bard can do your part—how do you describe that word?" Hook pouted and tried to imitate the new word that Roddy had taught him that day: "Cow... Niu Boyi!"

"It's 'bull', not 'bull boyi', you see, my ideal is to be the first among bards, the battle force in. ”

Roddy said these words in a tongue twister, took a glass of wine from Hook's hand, raised his head and poured it down.

"Whatever it is, I'm optimistic about you!" Hook laughed, but also felt that although this kid didn't have any big ambitions, he could tell the story so well, he shouldn't have to worry about food and clothing in the future, "If you have spare money to buy a few decent clothes, I guess those ladies and ladies will be willing to have a tryst with you in private - you kid, if there is really any noble lady who is willing to pay you to 'tell her a story', don't forget to give me some benefits!"

Luo Di smiled, hiccuped, and said shyly: "Don't let those noble lords find out and hack me to death, if someone is chasing and killing, I will be the first to come to you to hide." ”

Hook also found that Roddy seemed to be in a good mood today, and after asking the reason for a long time, Roddy said that it was because he had finally found the direction of the breakthrough and was ready to write a "shocking" tune... After a few jokes, Roddy went upstairs, and Hook continued to wipe his cup downstairs.

Back in the room, Roddy made sure that everything in the room had not been touched, and he knew that his disguise had fooled everyone. He reached out and placed the newly purchased stack of parchment on the table, and took out the bottle of the "Soul Extraction Elixir" antidote from his body and placed it beside him, and as he stared at it, his thoughts raced, and he sat there for a long time.

Speaking of which, after coincidentally solving the "unexpected situation" on Sally's side, the relieved Roddy began to smoothly implement his original plan - to infiltrate the Duke's palace and give the Duke of Angmar an antidote.

After returning from Moria Manor in vain, he had fed the Duke the antidote for the second time, and according to the way he remembered taking it, as long as he could give the other party the last bottle today, it was estimated that this old guy who should have hung up in history would recover from his near-death state.

And then what?

Luo Di didn't save him to be Lei Feng, in the player's mind, the concept of "equivalent exchange" always comes first, and I get as much as I pay - and Luo Di thinks about how to earn enough for himself from the old duke.

It may sound like his approach is not so "noble", but if you think about it in the actual situation, you can see that in this era of crisis, "noble" is usually equated with "naïve".

The orcs just hung up a witch doctor with great potential, and those ambitious guys would sooner or later attack the Karen Kingdom - the undead were not good at it, but Roddy knew that although this group of undead always had a "noble and cold" attitude, a catastrophe that affected the kingdom a few years later was inseparable from them at all!

The great enemy has never disappeared, where do you have time to pretend to be "noble"?

However, he was still a little distressed by the problem in front of him - he needed to choose the right way to ask for "payment".

If Duke Angmar wakes up, it is the best way to ask for power and money directly, and he has already had a general impression of the former old Duke Angmar from Hook's mouth, which can be summed up in one sentence: This old man is a good man.

Good for the people, the tax is never high, there are neighboring lords tossing and bullying the people, he must pull the knight and the team to find each other to fight, and the character is very "short-guarding". The position has been imprisoned because of the strong force value and there are a group of loyal knights under his hands, but because of the great change in personality over the years, those knights have been sent to their own mines to eat idle meals, and now only some retainers with low strength remain around.

"If you have a straight personality, it's a bit difficult..."

Roddy sighed, but he didn't believe all of Hooke's information - he understood the nature of these nobles in front of them and behind their backs, there was never a "good nobleman", only a "responsible nobleman", anyway, the current system was originally a continuous oppression and exploitation of the subordinates by the superiors, and no matter how merciful the lord was, in the eyes of Roddy, a modern person, it was cruel enough.

Pulling one out of the pile of parchment and soaking up the quill, Roddy was not interested in writing the score, but he pondered for a long time and began to write the letter he was about to write to the old duke.

How to put yourself in a position where you don't let the other party hate and be wary, but can give enough respect, this is indeed a relatively difficult topic.

"It's not easy to find a backer..."

Roddy sighed.

Also on the evening of the 6th of September, the Ducal Palace of Roussiflon.

Butler Alpha's face has not been very good in the past few days, so that the subordinates dare not speak out loud when facing him. Two days ago, a maid was ordered to be locked up in the dungeon because she didn't set the plates, and this kind of thing really scared the servants enough.

Butler Alpha, who had served the Rouseflon family for most of his life, had never been so angry, but at such times Count Francis and Miss Sally were not in the house, and the old duke was very ill, so no one would say that he was not—but two days later the butler released the maid and apologized himself. And when things have come to this point, the people are relieved.

However, they could still sense that the butler's mood did not improve for a few days.

With the dinner prepared for the Duke of Angmar in his hands, Alpha came to the door of the old duke's room in person as before, and when he stepped in, his face was still calm and abnormal, but when the door was closed, Alpha's face instantly showed a hideous look.

"Why, why, why..."

Alpha looked a little restless and frowning, and his steps were much faster than usual, but when he entered the bedroom and saw Duke Angmar sitting motionless in front of the window, his heart became more and more flustered.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, Duke Angmar seemed to have been in such a "vegetative" state for five years, only Butler Alpha discovered the difference between him and the past few days.

His "illness" is getting better!