Vlad III's words made Gil raise his head instantly, he glanced at Vlad III's back, and then turned to Tovel and bowed deeply.

"There is no need to say anything, I have not done anything noble to be grateful for, as for the bloodline, do not take it to heart, you are free. Thorville knew what Jill was trying to say, so he waved his hand and said gently.

"Thank you for your generosity......" Jill gave Towell a grateful look, then turned and chased in the direction of Vlad III.

Seeing the figures of the two people disappear from sight, Du Longtan touched his gray beard and showed an uninhibited smile: "It seems that although you have had a hard time during this time, a lot of interesting things have happened, let's go, go find a place to rest first, and then talk to me about these things." ”

"Yes, my lordship......"

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Durotan had a good grasp of the time, and when Vlad III and Gil had traveled less than 150 kilometers after leaving Versailles, the sun was already beginning to shine on the earth.

Considering that vampires could not withstand the sun, Gil gradually slowed down and said to Vlad III, "Lord Vlad, the sun will soon rise completely, do you think we should find a place with shade to rest?"

"Sunshine...... Vlad III repeated faintly, although he was not afraid of the sun, but he did not plan to tell Gil the news at the moment, "It would be good to take a break, but this is a plain, and even tall trees are rare." Let's go a little longer, find a forest, and rest until dusk, there is something I need to explain to you. ”

Unexpectedly, Jill shook his head: "My lord, we don't need to go to the forest, I remember that there is a small town not far from here, although I don't know what it is like now, but it should be enough for rest." ”

Vlad III looked back and looked at Gil in some surprise.

"Don't be surprised, though not from this neighborhood, my father once asked me to memorize a map of the whole of France when I was in Orleans. As the chief of the local garrison, his biggest dream was to train me to be a knight of the guards guarding the royal city, but unfortunately, he passed away due to an accident before I could advance from the knight squire. Without waiting for Vlad III to ask, Gil took the initiative to speak.

"I see, then you will lead the way. Vlad III nodded, and then said.

Gil walked in front of Vlad III and changed the direction of his journey slightly: "That town is not far from us, and we can find a complete dress to put on there, if it is now, it is too eye-catching." ”

Vlad III and he were still wearing the uniform of the British army, but the previous battle had caused a lot of damage to their clothes, especially Vlad III, and Joan of Arc's blow caused a small half of his clothes to be burned, and the part below the knee was directly exposed to the air, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Hehehehe, I'm glad you noticed that. Vlad III smiled helplessly, and then quickened his pace, and the two of them went one after the other, finally entering the town mentioned by Gil before the sun had fully risen.

It is said to be a town, but in fact it is just a small town that is not too big, and even the outermost defensive wall is made of bricks and wooden planks, even in peacetime, such a town should not have too many people.

There were no guards on the walls of the town, but the gates outside were tightly closed. This is very understandable, this is not far from Versailles after all, if there is a British army to sweep, it is easy to attack, so the daily vigilance will naturally be a little higher......

Such a wall is useful for humans, but it is a bit redundant for Vlad III and Jill, who just tap their toes on the wall and the whole person falls steadily into the wall.

"I really didn't expect that this town could be so well preserved, even Versailles was lost......" Looking at the well-preserved buildings in the town, Jill said with some surprise.

"Perhaps because it was too small, even if it was captured, it would not be of much benefit to the British. With their numbers, it would have been difficult for a large city like Versailles to get enough provisions. Vlad III said, and walked up to Jill, "Let's not talk about this, let's go, go in and have a look, and go find a hotel to get clothes first." ”

Jill nodded, and walked after Vlad III into town.

Although the town does not have any particularly luxurious buildings, there are still some basic shops, and the number of townspeople starts to increase when it is transferred to the center of the town.

Vlad III led Gil to a door with a tavern sign on it, and then pushed open the wooden partition, and although the light in the room was dim, the men's gruff voices could be heard as soon as they entered.

"My lord, aren't we looking for an inn, why are we here?" looked at the laughing people in the tavern, Jill's brow furrowed slightly. As a knight, although he is not averse to drinking, he is somewhat repulsive to those who indulge in the tavern.

"Jill, don't underestimate the tavern, it's not an orderly place, but we can get the information we want from here. With that, Vlad III walked to the bar and gently knocked on the table, "Hello, may I ask if there are any hotels nearby?"

Hearing someone asking himself, the bartender turned around and looked at Vlad III: "Inn, are you not mistaken, friend, are beggars so demanding now, hahahaha......"

Hearing the bartender's laughter, the other drinkers also turned their gaze to Vlad III and Jill, who were not yet called beggars despite their tattered clothes. But in the eyes of these guys who have been hollowed out by alcohol, it is already a very funny thing.

Listening to the shrill laughter of the people around him, Jill's expression became even more ugly, his right hand clenched tightly on the hilt of his sword, and the back of his hand swelled with green tendons.

"Hey, see, beggars now have money to wear swords, hahahaha, let me guess whether this sword is wood or bamboo. Amid the laughter, a drunken drunkard staggered toward Jill, and reached for the hilt of the sword that watched the lake.

He seemed to have ignored Jill's taller body than him, and the courage that came with the strength of the wine to dare to do so. Faced with this drunkard's rude movements, Jill took a step back indifferently, and inadvertently swept his left foot over the drunkard's ankle, directly causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground.

"Ah...... Bastard, you dare to hit me!" the drunkard screamed in pain, then got up from the ground, he whistled at the people behind him, and the drinking spectators actually stood up for a rare half, "Boy, you are dead, I just wanted to play you a trick, but now I ......"

"Hey, your friend is in trouble, aren't you going to help him?" the bartender watched the imposing strong men walking towards Jill with their chairs, and said anxiously to Vlad III, "If you mess with that Zack, he'll die!"

Vlad III smiled slightly, then walked straight to the bar and found a bottle of wine that looked good. He pried the cork off the bottle with his fingers, and then drank directly into the bottle: "I just said, I want to know the information of the hotels near here, and knowing this, we will naturally leave." ”

The bartender slammed his fist on the bar and looked at Vlad III in annoyance: "Okay, okay, I'm begging you, leave here quickly with your friends, go out of the gate and walk three hundred meters to the left, you can see, this bottle of wine is what I invited you, let's go, I don't want to see a corpse in my shop." ”

"Thank you, you're so generous. Vlad III took a long sip of wine, and then said pleasantly, "I'll leave when I'm done with this bottle, but rest assured, no one will die here, and I'm sure the kid will be measured...... It's been suppressed for so long, it's time for him to release it, hehehehe......"

The bartender looked at Vlad III with a pale face: "You...... You're a madman. ”

While the two were talking, the drunkard had already rushed towards Jill. Although this guy is not as tall as Jill, he definitely weighs no less than two hundred pounds, and coupled with his shiny bald head, he has a rather vicious feeling.

He smashed his fat fist into Jill's face, trying to break the bridge of Jill's nose, but before his hand could touch Jill's body, he fell to the ground again.

"Hmph, scum of the country!" Jill snorted coldly, and then withdrew his foot, unlike just now, this time he directly kicked and broke the drunkard's ankle, so that he could never get up again. With that done, Jill pressed his hand to the hilt of Watchful Lakelight's sword and spun around, its long scabbard shattering the chairs that were coming at him at such speed, and the flying sawdust whizzed towards those who rushed towards him.

The man who was hit by the sawdust screamed in pain, but still rushed forward without fear of death, and in the face of these rogue creatures, Jill took the watchful lake and the scabbard in his hand, and then walked over without hesitation.

With his sword in hand, the scabbard of the watchman slashed at these hooligans, as Vlad III said, and although Jill hated these moth-like creatures, he still did not harm their lives.

Jill walked through the rogue with a cold face, these seemingly dangerous attacks were nothing to him, even if he didn't activate the bloodline, he could find the safest position with his keen vision after the first embrace, and then swing the sword in his hand. Each sword slash on the hooligans would make a distinct bone cracking sound, and then they would roll to the ground screaming, and by the time Vlad III had finished drinking the bottle, all the hooligans had just been put down by Jill, as if they had been agreed in advance.