Barrett strode towards Yarman with a blank face, startling everyone in the room.

"What are you going to do!" shouted to Barrett as he stood up. He reached for his waist, only to find that he was not armed. Not only him, but no one at the table was armed except for Hannah's team.

Do you still need to wear weapons in your own home?

Yes, you need to! Don't let the weapon get away from you at any time!, Barrett said silently in his heart. Unless he is very special, he never leaves his weapon, and even when he sleeps, he will put it next to his pillow and hold it in his arms, because it is his "bride".

Barrett saw that Greg, a young man of seventeen or eighteen, was very flustered, and the fact that he had no weapons made him a little overwhelmed.

He also saw that Dennis, the young cadet knight, had tightened his grip on the knife in his hand as he passed by, and his body was stiff and stiff, but he did not make any further move. And George, the man next to him, looked sideways at him, with a hint of excitement on his face.

"Sit down, Greg. Sir Yarman frowned, "I'm so disappointed by your flustered look!" ”

Calm can't save your life, only weapons can, Barrett secretly scolded himself, but he also admitted that what the knight lord said was not wrong.

"My lord, I ......," Greg wanted to say something, but sat down obediently under Sir Yarman's persecutive gaze, still staring at Barrett with trepidation and nervousness.

As the center of everyone's eyes on the stage (table), Barrett didn't care about any of this. The table wasn't too big, and he walked up to Yarman in a few steps, leaving no more time for the audience to think.

The Knight Lord looked sideways at Barrett with a groomed expression on his face.

Barrett stopped in front of Jazz, and the two looked at each other. The next moment, he held out his stout left hand towards Yarman, and there was a gasp and the movement of tables and chairs, and many people rose slightly, trying to stop him from making any further moves.

Under the nervous gaze of everyone, Barrit's left hand flickered in front of the knight lord's eyes and lifted the plate of blood sausage in front of him.

"Delicious food needs to be shared with guests, this is the hospitality of the hosts. Barrett looked down at the arrogant knight lord.

After saying this, he returned to his seat with a plate with a blank face, and asked everyone on his side about half a plate of mustard blood sausage in his hand.

The people around him either looked confused and did not react, or subconsciously shook their heads.

"Since no one wants it, then you're welcome. Barrett pulled the rest of the blood sausage on her plate onto her plate.

Although this series of actions was very rude and abrupt, for a man like Sir Yarman, politeness and reserve did not win his respect.

"Barrett. The barbarian adventurer followed Sir Yarman's example, pointing at himself with a fork with mustard sausage, but without introducing his own surname.

He shoved the blood sausage into his mouth and chewed it heavily. The blood sausage was made of pig's blood, with pork tongue, bread crumbs, and oats, and he savored them, and could tell the spices in them were black pepper, thyme, and mustard seeds.

"I became an adventurer at the age of nineteen. "It's not too young for an adventurer," he spends most of his time in Bay of Pigs. Yes, the sordid adventurer's camp next to the Misty Castle. Heh, of course I've been there, probably forty or fifty times. In fact, I can't remember the number of times I went. "There is no one in the area around Garano who is unaware of the strangeness and danger of the Misty Forest.

"In addition to this, I have traveled to the city-states of Muya, Turion, Yinlan, and half of the griffon kingdom. Barrett continued to introduce herself.

In fact most of these places, he just passed by in a carriage, but would not boast that he was not a qualified adventurer. "As for the monsters and monsters that are slain," Barrett pondered, "an adult pseudo-dragon with a pair ......of small wings, unable to fly, but still fierce and abnormal. Believe me, no creature with the word 'dragon' is easy to deal with. ”

Barrett took off his boots at the dining table and lifted them into the air, "The boots made of the leather under the armpits of the pseudo-dragon are tough and soft, and they are very comfortable to wear, oh, I forgot to say, I killed it alone, alone! Because my companions ran away, and of course, I wanted to run too, but the pseudo-dragon chose me, and persevered in catching up." I gotta say it did pick a good target. Do you know how hard the dragon skin is? To be honest, words are not very easy to describe, and you should try it yourself if you have the chance. ”

He saw Hannah next to him covering his nose, but there was a smile between his eyebrows.

This woman must have thought that I was helping her get angry, but I was just looking at the old knight unhappy, Barrett thought helplessly.

The barbarian adventurer put his boots back on his feet, took another sip of rye beer, and sighed comfortably, "Although rye is a grain that tastes terrible, it is really good to use it to make wine, thank you to the mage for creating rye, respect the mage!" he raised his glass.

Everyone in Hannah's team responded to him with their glasses, but any of Yarman's men responded, and even if George made a slight leap, he was pushed back by his leader, the midshipman Dennis. It wasn't until the knight lord Yarman was the first to take the cup that the others followed in a ragged manner.

"Honoring the Mage!" Sir Yarman glanced at Barrett meaninglessly.

"Honoring the Master!" everyone took a big sip.

"By the way, and petrified cattle. Barrett pointed to the leather armor on his body and continued to explain his experience, "It's not easy to break through this scaly cowhide. Although it is not as hard as dragon skin, it is much tougher than the latter. If you want to break through the skin, you have to choose to cut it slowly, little by little, but there's no time for you to do that in battle. ”

Barrett said lightly, "The outcome of that battle happened in an instant. Yes, if that petrified cow didn't fall, it would only mean that I had become a stone statue. Fortunately, I'm sitting here, and I'm wearing it. ”

He patted the leather armor on his body, "The cow spewed 'petrified breath' and rushed towards me, and I had no choice but to make a judgment in a split second. If you kill it, it's as simple as inserting the weapon through the petrified cow's eye, and that's it, first finding the right angle, then dodging its 'petrified breath', and then inserting it in one fell swoop. He gestured with his knife, "It's not a difficult task, but the movement should be steady, fast, and don't let that guy's 'petrified breath' touch you, not at all." ”

Barrett chose two more convincing examples, after all, dragon leather boots and petrified cowhide leather armor were worn on his body at this time.

"I also helped people catch a few frost bugs alive, which happened two weeks ago. As for the ogre......" Barrett glanced at the knight lord, "not too many, more than a dozen have been killed one after another." There are also about the same number of forest trolls. I have to say that trolls are really hard creatures to kill, they are incredibly resilient, and you usually need some fire or strong acid to make the fight easier. ”

"What else?" the barbarian adventurer thought to himself, then tapped his head with the handle of his fork, "frost spiders, deathspur spiders, bone-faced spotted beasts, winter wolves, killer vines, burrowers, ooze monsters, hydras, giant owls, schistosmiums, feathered snakes...... It's just too much. As for the guys who can't be named, it's even more. As you know, many of the creatures in the Misty Forest are often unknown to outsiders, so they don't have a uniform name. ”

Barrett didn't know it, and after calculating it, he found that the types of demonic beasts and monsters that died under his sword were actually very rich, "As for the creatures like jackals and goblins, the number of kills is too large to remember, but there is no need to bother to remember, after all, these things are not dangerous, and they cannot be counted as merits." ”

"Who knows if what you said is true. Greg muttered quietly.

You can try, I only use one hand and a dinner knife, no, a spoon. Barrett thought to herself. But he didn't say it, it's one thing to show off his mighty force, and it's another thing to provoke with it.

Barrett doesn't really like to boast about himself in this way, but if you want to be recognized and respected by the other party, such boasting is sometimes necessary.

"By the way, there's also a four-armed demon ape, whose name you may have heard. His name is 'Caesar', and he is a cruel guy who hates humans to the extreme. It has killed more than 500 humans. "Actually, the real number is more than double that," said many of your peers, I mean the knights of the Golden Alfalfa Knights in the Misty Castle. Although those knights did not have fiefdoms, they were all young men—the second son of the Miller family, the third eldest of the Hill family, and the ...... of the Sharps, the Langmans, and the Hawkes."

"All of these people were killed by that four-armed demon ape?" asked Hu Conggeorge in surprise, "My dad still wants to wait for me to go to the Misty Castle to exercise when I am an adult." ”

"If you don't believe me, you can go to these families and ask them. Barrett said, "As for going to the Misty Castle to exercise, I can only say that joining the Golden Alfalfa Knights is really good for training, which means that your father doesn't want you to eat at home and wait for death." ”

Barrett had a good impression of the young man, "If it's not the eldest son, then you have to fight on your own." Be humble, trust your companions and the weapons in your hands, and you will grow quickly. ”

Barrett glanced at the Knight Lord again.

But Sir Yarman was not angry at Barrett's rudeness, he just sat there faintly, with no expression on his stern face.

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