"He's my friend, can you let him go?"

"Hey, you're a doctor, a friend of our banks. But don't think our Banksy friendship is too cheap. on, break his legs!"

Al calmly handed the backpack containing the materials to George to protect him behind him and opened the fist fight.

Uncle John gave his son to run errands for him, in addition to repaying the favor, but also to learn something from him, and George was the smartest of his children. In this world, whoever becomes an apprentice will be the same person for the rest of his life. Although George blindly brought disaster for himself, he was his man after all.

These gang members are strong and strong, and they are all first-class and second-level thugs. Al graduated from the boy boy camp and is an elite warrior, but he can't stand the crowd.

Al has been protecting George to retreat, and seeing that the gang members can't catch them, they start to get more and more ruthless, Al reflexively whips a heavy leg, kicks a strong man in the waist, and vomits blood on the spot and dies.

Al followed their rules because he was new to the city and didn't want to get into trouble. But since this beam had to be concluded, the glory of Oret would not allow him to back down.

It was only a matter of time before they traveled to study in the imperial capital, and Barrett had been passing on their experience.

When you go out, don't provoke if you can't cause trouble, and don't be merciful if you can't hide. They won't be grateful to Dade, they will only think that you are good and deceitful.

Kill them all until they are afraid.

In order to hide the origin of his martial arts, Al uses straightforward basic boxing. The killing efficiency slows down, but the visual effects are impactful.

All of his punches and kicks are still dead or maimed, and the effect of fear is even better.

The garrison saw that there was a death and hurried to come. Al put away his fist and prepared to be questioned.

There was only one one-eyed, fierce eye, and suddenly stabbed Al in the back with a dagger.

Al looked back indifferently and pushed the dagger's arm back into his chest. It was said to be slow and fast, but in the blink of an eye, One-Eyed looked at Al in disbelief and fell in front of the sheriff.

"These fools! Dare to commit murder in front of me! You really don't take me seriously!" "Take him away from me!"

The sheriff angrily kicked the dead One-Eye, telling the guards to take Al away.

Al gave up resisting, although the guards here are not as powerful as the imperial capital, they are not much different from these gangsters, but they represent the official power, and Al is a wanderer who does not dare to challenge the majesty of the city lord of Mesantan.

Al is in a black cell, and he doesn't know what happened to George, and if the Banksy gangs here will embarrass him.

If what happened to George, Al would have to continue to trouble them.

"You're a traveling physician?" the identity of the physician prompted Sheriff Will to soon come and meet Al in person.

"Yes, Sheriff. ”

"You killed seven people in the city! You told me you were a doctor?!"

"I'm sorry I didn't stop because of my lack of experience. Al did not argue, and his good confession was clearly useful.

"You still know how to make medicine, and you made that bottle of bear power yourself?" Al's background, words and deeds, were all written into a report, and Will's hands were gathered.

"Yes, Lord Sheriff, I was lucky enough to collect a bear bile while traveling in the forest, and I made it."

"You are very good, you have been recruited by Mosangtan, put on this military uniform, serve the city lord for three years, even if the murder is over, Banks will not come to provoke you again in the future. ”

Military uniforms?ha???

Al looked blankly at the military uniform, are you trying to forcibly retain a doctor or punish the murderer??

I don't even want to be a soldier in my hometown, so I came here to be a soldier??

Looking at Sheriff Will's indifferent eyes, Al wisely chose to succumb.

This is inexplicable, with an official identity that can walk in the Empire of Light.

Being a soldier, and being subordinate to the security guard, Al, who has always been rich and noble, has little feeling, but in fact it is a very enviable job.

There is a fixed salary, an official identity, and most importantly, a background. From then on, he was a subordinate of the sheriff, the man of the lord of the city of Mesantan. Even the mighty adventurers have to be respectful of them.

In this era of starvation, in the eyes of civilians, it is the beginning of a step to the sky.

The uniforms of the guards in the city of Mesantan were off-white, which did not fit Al. The sheriff assigned him to a squad, and the squad leader eagerly led him to the uniform. Out of the prison gate, Al instantly had a lot of malicious eyes on his body.

"Listen to you Banksy gangsters, Doctor Al is already Lord Will's men, you better keep your eyes peeled. Squad Leader Giles was inward-looking, threatening those unkind eyes. The men were unmoved, and just looked at Al.

Al's face didn't change, as if he didn't see these people. Giles pretended to be calm and led Al to the tailor's shop, and the tailor gave Al two sets of uniforms, underwear, and belts according to Al's figure.

Al is an outsider and has no place to live. Giles expropriates a hotel room to show Al the beauty of the right

"Lord Will thinks very highly of your talent, I hope you don't let him down," Giles chatted enviously with Al before hurried away.

Talent, Doctors, Combat, Pharmaceuticals, None of these are good.

Al was confused, and Matilda hadn't talked about the situation.

Al's wallet was returned to him, and as soon as Giles left, George timidly knocked on the door and entered. After making sure that it was Al, he hugged the herbal medicine bag that Al-entrusted to him, crying, scared and happy.

"Great, Physician, it's good you're okay. I'm sorry, Doctor, but I'm in trouble for you."

"It's getting dark, you can rest early, I'll order something to eat"

Giles requisitioned the inn, and the innkeeper didn't dare to say anything, but he still had resentment in his heart, and it was common for these soldiers to eat for nothing. So Al went downstairs to ask for food, and the boss saw that he was a child, so he said angrily, "It's all sold out"

Al placed a handful of gold coins on the table, "Find a way to fix it." Or I'll call someone to come and help you out."

At this time, just like Matilda and they said that people can be bullied, Al was despised at a young age, and talking well would only have the opposite effect, but as soon as he threatened and gave the money, the innkeeper immediately assured with a smile on his face that it must be the best food and the best wine.

The purchasing power of gold coins is not equal to silver coins or even more, because gold is beautiful, golden, ordinary people circulate and collect less, and save enough for a hundred golden gold coins and 10,000 silver coins of the same value, which has a stronger sense of achievement, of course, it is self-evident.

The food like flowing water was served, and although Al felt that it was average, Al who hadn't eaten enough for a long time couldn't take care of it at this time.

George held a chicken leg in his hand, and his eyes glazed over as Al's table was slowly and slowly emptied.