Barrett walks inside the Bay of Pigs.

He slipped between two leaning houses, pushed away a drunken drunk who leaned over to kiss him, and grabbed a handful of raspberries from a grocery store, ignoring the stall owner's disgruntled cries (this guy owed Barrett money). Along the way, adventurers greeted Barrett from time to time, and most of them just nodded his head, occasionally stopping to briefly exchange a few words with a few adventurers who knew him well.

Dodging yet another hen running to freedom, and the middle-aged woman chasing after her, and bypassing a wagon laden with turnips stuck in the mud, Barrett stopped in front of a blacksmith's shop, and after a brief greeting to the blacksmith who was smoking a cigarette and doing nothing, he drew his saber from his waist and handed it to the blacksmith.

When an adventurer next to the blacksmith saw Barrett, he walked up to him and laughed, "You actually came back alive, I said that this chick in the Misty Forest must have a leg with you!"

"Trust me, it's not as glamorous as your old lady. Barrett said without looking back.

"His old sister has a pockmarked face and a pair of rabbit teeth, which you won't like. "The blacksmith scrutinized Barrett's saber as he said, "Give me two silver coins, and I will let you taste the sweetness of my old sister." ”

Nicknamed 'Copper', the blacksmith was a stout old man with a furrow-like wrinkle and a gray beard, and although he had a little difficulty forging weapons due to his age and health, he still had a lot of experience in maintaining armor and weapons.

"Keep it for yourself. Barrett said to the blacksmith, "I fear that before I can touch her, she will die of 'excitement' herself." ”

Normally, Barrett takes care of his saber himself, but every time he returns from an adventure in the Misty Forest, he usually looks for the 'Copper Mine' and asks him to examine his weapon carefully.

"That's because you don't know how good she is!" said the blacksmith in a disdainful tone, "when my old sister was young, she could make three men unable to get out of bed at the same time, and even now, the average sturdy young man is still no match for her. As he spoke, he pulled out a piece of specially made polished steel from the cutting board.

The blacksmith held Barrett Saber in front of his eyes, carefully observing the slight scratches on the surface of the sword, and then the blacksmith brought the blade of the saber to the top of the polished steel at a 20° angle, and then slowly slashed through the entire strip of polished steel to the bottom. After repeating this several times, he took the saber to his eyes and looked at it carefully, and then continued to polish it from a different angle.

"If she could be 50 years younger, maybe I'd consider it. Barrett said. When he came back from the Misty Forest, he was in a relaxed mood.

"If she were 50 years younger, believe me, the king would have knelt down to kiss her toes. The blacksmith glanced at Barrett, "You are still in your turn?"

"Which country's king?" Barrett asked with a smile.

"Of the griffons, of the Nord, of the Holy Arazo, of the Takara, of the Kingdom of Fusay, of the Four-City Alliance, and ......," the blacksmith counted with his fingers, "and the kingdom built on the high mountain, what is it called? Petro or Pedro?"

"The Kingdom of Perero. ”

"Whatever? When my sister was young, she had four young people from four villages fight because of her, and three nobles duel for her. Of course, in the end they all lost. In bed. "Believe me," said the old man, "the Seven Kingdoms and countless city-states will do the same—waging war to get close to my old sister." If there is no mage to stop it. He then added.

After hearing this, the adventurer who spoke first sneered, "Then now your sister's bottom is only worth 2 silver coins?"

"That's better than no one under your sister. "The old man did not show weakness.

The blacksmith quarreled with each other, but his hands did not delay at all. After carefully polishing Barrett's sword, the blacksmith took out a special jar of knife oil and applied it evenly and carefully to the sword.

"You can see that you have cut a lot of things with it this time. "There are some hard-boned guys." ”

"Frost spiders. Barrett explained. "You know, the forelimbs of these things are about the same as steel. ”

Although Barrett carefully wiped his sword after each battle, it still left a few marks on the sword. An experienced blacksmith is able to tell a lot from these marks.

The blacksmith nodded, "I heard that three teams have been reduced due to the attack of the frost spiders, and I hope you, the 'feeder', have not sent much food to the forest." ”

"There were no casualties this time. Barrett pretended to be flat. Because this time I'm with a team of elite adventurers, and the team also has mages. If you change to a normal adventurer, when you encounter a surprise attack by the Winter Wolves, the entire party will become food for the forest.

"Oh? The blacksmith handed the sword back to Barrett, "But even if someone stays in the forest, it can't be you." ”

Barrett took the saber, looked at it carefully, and thrust it back into her waist, "No way, this girl from the Misty Forest has taken a fancy to me." ”

At first, the adventurer touched his chin with his hand and stared straight at Barrett, "Hey, if you really become my brother-in-law, I don't worry about her becoming a widow." He said with some joy, "Although my sister has rabbit teeth, she is still in good shape." ”

Barrett smiled and patted the young adventurer on the shoulder, and without saying anything more, turned to leave the blacksmith's shop.

"Hey, Barrett, think about it!" shouted the adventurer behind him, "Great body!"

If your sister is a lovely girl, maybe I'll consider it. Barrett thought.

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The brute adventurer walked along the filthy 'Wild Dog Road', past the iconic tent of thorns, and through two adventurers who were arguing so fiercely that they drew their weapons.

The two sword-facing adventurers looked at Barritt who had passed between them and then left, turned their heads to look at each other, then spat on each other's ground, and walked away in a huff.

Barrett finally came to a place called the 'Cellar Area' in Bay of Pigs and stopped again.

When Bay of Pigs was founded, the area was dug into a large cellar long ago, hence the name. At that time, the cellar belonged to a merchant named 'Chebman', who had left many traces in the Bay of Pigs.

Bay of Pigs is an adventurer's camp that, despite its large population, has not developed into a village like Talen. It has a large number of adventurers, taverns and blacksmiths, but no farmers and no crops.

There may be people here who raise a few chickens or pigs in their spare time, but no one is willing to grow crops here year after year. People who are willing to grow crops will not come to this place.

In Bay of Pigs, almost all produce, even a slice of rye bread, needs to be transferred from Talen, and because of this, there are even more merchants than Lovely Boys, and this Chebman is one of them.

The merchant Chebman hired men to dig a huge cellar in the Bay of Pigs, where he stored a large number of carrots, onions, turnips, potatoes, tomatoes and other vegetables, as well as lemons, sweet plums, apples, oranges and other fruits, as well as a large number of smoked fish and cured meats.

He was the largest food supplier to the entire adventurer's camp when Bay of Pigs was founded, and countless food was transferred in and out of the 'Chebman Cellar' that bears his name every day, and even the Golden Alfalfa Knights of Misty Castle sometimes bought supplies from him.

Chebman earned a lot of gold and magical materials, but he was also attracted to people because of it, and was eventually robbed. This is the Bay of Pigs, and it's normal for something like this to happen.

It happened on a moonless dark night, when several groups of adventurers teamed up to attack Chebman. Although his retinue fought bravely against the invaders, they were ultimately unable to defeat these adventurers, accustomed to fighting and fighting for their lives. The cellar was ransacked, countless turnips and onions tumbled to the ground, large quantities of tomatoes and sweet plums were trampled flat, bags of torn beans and oats were scattered everywhere, and the cellar was in shambles.....

After daybreak, although the Knights of the Golden Alfalfa came to maintain order and investigate the incident, it was not found out whether it was the adventurers who participated in the attack, because in the end of the conflict, there were almost no innocent people in the entire camp at the time of looting, and finally the matter was settled.

As for Chebman, there are rumors that he was hacked to death and then dismembered, and others say that he was rescued by his entourage risking his life, but in any case, this man never returned to the Bay of Pigs, and the cellar was left idle forever.

However, it is somewhat strange that many adventurers who have lived in Bay of Pigs for a long time say that this Chebman is the original form of the merchant in the legend of "Eyeless Nora". But why there is such a statement, no one can say clearly.

Since then, there have been several murders and corpse dumping in the Bay of Pigs, and the huge and dark cellar has become an ideal place to dump corpses. Eventually, the entire cellar was filled into flat land, and some crooked wooden houses and tents were built.

Barrett's so-called 'home' in Bay of Pigs is one of these dilapidated wooden houses.

Barrett walked over to the wooden house that belonged to him and reached out to push the door open.

The room was unsurprisingly empty, and the floor and the stump-shaped dining table were covered in a thin layer of dust. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the cracks in the wooden house, and the orange-yellow light did not bring a trace of warmth to the house. The fireplace was as cold as a soup pot hanging from it, the bed was empty, and the pale wooden planks looked like coffins.

Barrett threw himself on the bed with a thud, and the dust rose in response, flying wildly in the cold light.

He unsheathed the sword from his waist, held it in his arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

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