Chapter 167: The Nobles Who Accept Mascots

"Eh, Oliver, isn't that what ...... caused this?" Candace said, glancing at Grant, "That's it?"

This is the question we just talked about about the turning point of the bandit into a mercenary...... Candace subconsciously asked me if it was when we rescued Grant that we coincidentally led the bandits to occupy a city, which started the frequent wars for nearly a hundred years. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well, it's possible. I looked at Candace, whose face changed after listening to my words, and then comforted casually: "Don't think too much, the general trend of the times has its inevitability." It's like putting a pile of dry firewood in the place where the blacksmith is striking iron, which will catch fire sooner or later. ”

Of course, I say this out of pure comfort...... It is not that we "maybe" started the general trend of the times, but that we are "is".

As soon as I found out that the bandits were starting to be co-opted, I immediately began to remotely monitor the city of Wess in the Kingdom of Bodaan (the city where we rescued Grant)

Then I found out that this first group established by the robbers had expanded to the level of a principality through non-stop farming, farming, farming, and turfing...... One or two breaths away, it is possible to become the king of robbers.

The surrounding forces, because of this robber king who was one or two breaths behind, began to attach importance to the profession of robbers, and co-opted robbers from near and far with different strengths...... The closer to the "robber king", the greater the co-optation,

In recent months, this robber king, who was one or two breaths away, was finally suppressed by the noble gangs of the surrounding countries, forming a relatively balanced run-in period...... I almost got to the throne, but I just couldn't get there.

And the reason why I am willing to explain the general trend of the times is mostly because after I participated in the opening of this general trend of the times, no one has come to trouble me for several years...... It shows that there are no future-oriented guys here (of course, if they come to me, I won't find out, this is beyond the scope of calculation) or another point of view to prove that they are weaker.

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In the afternoon, head into town.

"You're Grant......, the Healer of the Gods!" "As soon as we entered the city, a noble-looking fellow came running over and paid great attention to Grant.

I glanced at him and ignored him...... Let him chirp with Grant, he's used to it anyway.

Human anatomy, with the concept of bacteria, has the possibility of developing trauma suture surgery

And since half a year ago, Grant used his battlefield first aid technique (in my words) to coincidentally reattach a guy's severed limb...... He became a god (God-like healing, referred to as God's healer).

The guys are completely oblivious to the chances of a successful case...... Hundreds of amputated limbs have been reconnected before a coincidental success is a case.

Perhaps, this is the copy after the rumor will be out of shape and the world hopes that there is a hope!

However, this made Grant's positive reputation very good, plus we solved two more plagues after that, and the concept of hygiene spread...... In the end, most of the nobles wanted to accept him as a mascot (to gain prestige).

So the crooked guy in front of us is another one who came to find the "mascot".

Touch!

"Hmph, you ......" knocked on the table, looked bad, and stood up...... Another guy who can't get the "mascot" and is angry.

The nobleman who received the mascot turned around and left.

"Wait, you take this. ”

"No, I can't afford a meal!" ...... Oh, the matter fell apart and Grant paid the meal bill, but people didn't let him pay it back.

The nobleman who received the mascot turned around and walked away again.

Touch!

"Ouch!" The nobleman, who was anxious to receive the mascot, had just gone out when he bumped into a skinny guy...... Of course, he was fine, to the ground where he knocked the other man down.

"TMD, why am you so unlucky today, it turns out that you beggar is disgusting me!" he scolded as he kicked the skinny little beggar...... Well, before he cursed, his gaze lingered on the dirt stained by the beggar for three seconds.

"Stop!" said Suzanne (the little girl) first.

She shouted, rushed, and slapped her.

Syllable!

His face was swollen, his teeth were flying, and he was tumbling in the air...... Suzanne first used the Wind Elemental Dou Qi to accelerate, and then temporarily switched to increase the power when attacking (yo, she's angry).

"Poof, poof!" the nobleman who received the mascot stared at us in silence for six seconds as he spat out his teeth...... After Suzanne made her move, we followed and stood behind her.

He staggered to his feet from the ground, gritted his remaining teeth and turned away.

"Are you alright?" said Winnie, who was the first to step forward, trying to lift the little beggar from the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't have a heart. "When the little beggar is touched, his first reaction is to apologize habitually...... Well, it is estimated that the life of developing this habit is not a good life.

The little beggar who refused to touch him squatted on the ground, groping with his hands...... Hey, this little guy is blind, he, oh it's her, what she wants to touch, I guess it's the blind guide stick (ordinary long branches), and the broken wooden bowl at my feet.

"You ......" Winnie stared at the blind beggar's face, "You, can't you see?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm leaving, I'm leaving. The thin blind beggar had a look on his face that was about to cry, and he groped on the ground anxiously...... Eh, she didn't think she was in the way, or that Winnie was urging her to get out of the way, so she apologized?

"Uh, no, you ......" Winnie should be at a loss for words.

"I'm sorry, right away, I'll be right away. The busy blind little beggar was even more anxious to touch the ground.

"Whew!" the little blind beggar who touched the long branch (to the blind stick) breathed a sigh of relief, and then fumbled anxiously again.

I looked at the crying blind beggar, and then looked down at the broken wooden bowl at my feet.

Syllable!

With a slap on her right foot, a clever force made the wooden bowl fly into her hand...... Then, at last, she didn't cry.

After that, the blind little beggar staggered to leave, we touched her, she habitually apologized, we helped her, and she habitually apologized.

After a good afternoon, the blind little beggar was a little nervous and walked with us.

Two days later.

We had a little resupply and then we left the city and hit the road.

Naturally, the nobleman who received the mascot bubbled out to ambush us halfway through.

More naturally, he was split in half by Grant's Wind Blade.

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"Mr. Oliver, how do you cure Martina's eyes?" asked Winnie as the next lecture began.

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