"What are you! dare to question the young master!" Dumbbe's shrill voice tickled the ears, and Rictor remembered the knightly etiquette he had just learned, and forced down his index finger to poke into the ear piercing.

Randall tugged at his earlobe, "Eminem, buy that shop, and from tomorrow onwards, leave twenty loaves of bread for Ricdor every day until he sees the loaves and wants to vomit." ”

"Yes, young master, I'll do it later. ”

"Goo-goo. "I can listen to French, but I can't speak fluently, and when I hear it, I suddenly learn to crow.

"Shut up!" Webber immediately slapped Rictor on the head, and the two lived together for many days, and when he was about to explain what Rictor meant, Randall laughed, "Oh! I know, Eminem, remember to add eggs to him." ”

"Yes. Dunbu smiled without leaking his teeth, but his expression was also a little convulsive, and he looked at Webber, "You teach him to speak normally." ”

"Yes, yes. Young master, if it's okay, let's retire first and don't disturb your rest. Weber didn't have Rickdo's excitement, he just felt ashamed.

"Stand down. Randall Road.

After Webber left, Dunbu spoke, "Young Master, I heard that he is a good gambler, romantic, and unclean with many women, isn't it inappropriate to let him follow you, I'm afraid that he will damage your reputation ......." ”

"It's good to be loyal, where to find so many sages, don't force personal morality, Webber escaped from the castle at night to ask for help, and the wounds he caused are still not healed. By the way, I heard someone say yesterday that you recently had a grandson, why didn't you tell me? Randall took out a small bound cylinder from the cuff of his coat, and there was a piece of paper inside.

"What is this?"

"A gift for you. ”

After taking it and opening it, Dumb was greatly moved, it was a title deed of the manor, the amount of which was written on ten acres, although it was not much, but Dumb was very happy, Randall rewarded the land, only those close to him, and the others were mostly replaced by gold coins.

In fact, even a needle, as long as it comes from Randall's hand, he regards it as a treasure, and Dumb is proud to serve Randall's family all his life.

"You are an old man for decades, except for not surnamed Adolf, my father and I treat you as our own, in the future, you can come to the Moonlight Palace if you want to, if you don't want to work, go there to recuperate, and do things for your subordinates, don't get me wrong, I don't think you are old, I am afraid that you will work too hard." Randall took Dumbbe's hand.

"Thank you, young master. Dumb wept with joy.

And the two people who left the Moonlight Palace, Weber and Rictor, had just walked out of the gate of the Moonlight Palace and were about to part ways.

"Where are you going?" Weber Road.

"Send things to people. Rick couldn't hide his amusement, and he walked like a child, jumping a few steps.

"It's for people, I understand, and you're for the black woman last time... Moors?

"Hmm. ”

"Come back early, the day before the canonization, you have to bathe, fast, hold a sword and a shield, and a lot of, and finally stand outside the church and feed the mosquitoes all night, don't get it wrong. Also, that place is too complicated, you should be careful, if someone really wants to trouble you, don't be afraid, show your sword. ”

"Okay?"

"Hacking one counts as one. ”

Webber had been in that place when he was young, and had never seen a nobleman appear, so he replied casually, but he didn't know that Ricktor had memorized this sentence deeply.

After breaking up with Weber, Rictor rushed to a market in the outer city, where he rode his horse and galloped wildly, and as a knight he was able to run at a certain speed on a specially carved stone road without punishment.

When he arrived in the city of Peon, he received Randall's reward, and with Weber's help, he used gold coins to buy knights' equipment, and bought a black horse that he looked like, and practiced for more than three hours a day.

In a short period of time, he has recovered most of his riding skills and his self-confidence has been built.

If one person says you are low, you will be angry, if a hundred people say that you are low, you will accept it, on the contrary, if one person says that you are noble, you will be skeptical, and if there are thousands of people looking at you with admiration, you will be convinced.

After following Weber and following him three times, Rickdo adapted to his new identity very quickly, but in ten days, he felt the dignity of knights in food, clothing, housing and transportation, even those civilians who seemed to be richer than him, did not dare to insult and beat themselves at will.

Three days ago, he was drunk by Weber, and the two of them were making noise in the street, and they had no intention of spitting on a passing merchant, who instinctively cursed him and said that he was the housekeeper of such and such a family.

But after Webber drew his sword, the merchant bowed his head and apologized, and when the merchant walked away, Rickdo said to Weber, "We, wrong, are we... Is it there?"

We are the future "nobles", these two words are written backwards to call truth, read horizontally to call justice, touch with our hands... Woo...!"

Webber vomited a sour heart, and after spitting up, he continued the topic just now, "The nobleman is always right, did you see something when you saw that man bending over just now? ! It must be fake wine, my stomach is so bad... I'm not comfortable, smash the store with me tomorrow!"

"After-", the word "head", Rictor can't describe it, and he put his two fingers together and pointed the sword at the back of his head.

"Yes, some people love to look at mountains and rivers, plants, trees, flowers and birds, I love to watch this, when someone bows their head to you, puts the back of their head to you, that's fucking happy... Woo... Of course, I also love a woman's gray body. ”

In the middle of the night, Rictor kept thinking about Weber's words, and the more he thought about it, the deeper he thought about it.

"God, king, marquis, young lord, other nobles, Wei Bo, me, commoners, and I am also a noble!" Rick said that after "eight hundred and eighty-eight times", the first two were removed, and the remaining, "the marquis, the young lord, the other nobles, the will, me, the commoners." ”

After determining his status, Rictor fell asleep ...... satisfaction.

"Tread. ”

"Woo-!"

The horse's hooves are getting faster and faster, and Rick's habits in the prairie for many years are slowly revealed.

Six days ago, when he had been nervous with Weber, he was still nervous, but now he was at ease, when several knights and nobles were also on the road, and they saw a Moorish man swaggering by, and lamented the changeability of the world.

In less than a week, the news that the Moors were going to become knights stimulated the sensitive nerves of many people, and at the same time, the territorial conscription order was also issued, informing the counties and towns that those who had made meritorious contributions in this battle, even if they were criminals, could be knighted. The skeptical lords, after seeing the Moorish corroboration of Rictor, finally believed it, and it also caused a wave of enlistment.

When Rickdork arrived in the outer city, he laid down his horse, led him to an inn, and left a copper plate for people to look after.

Then to a poorer, backward street, the city of Peon is ten times more prosperous, and it is impossible for everyone to be rich, and beggars exist as much as vagrants and scoundrels.

The smell gets worse and worse the more you go, the street scene gets darker and darker, and the exterior of the house is painted black. This neighborhood is the "evil street", which is the last poor street among the 47 streets in the outer city, and among the 3,000 people, 60% of the people have criminal records.

The evil street is especially full of thieves, and every night there will be a black market here, trading all kinds of stolen materials, very lively, people from other neighborhoods will also come here, and even some out-of-town merchants, because they can pay less taxes to the commercial bureau.

Every few days, one or two corpses will be found in the sewers, and the officials who received the tribute will immediately send people to salvage them to avoid being reported and reported, and the evil street exists in its unique order.

"Look! the is here again. ”