The keel greaves were eventually possessed by Adela because the mage claimed that such a beautiful accessory was more suitable for ladies after wearing it, and was even ruthlessly rejected when Lear asked her for five gold coins, who told him that the fee could be deducted from her salary later.

But Lear couldn't remember when he had promised to pay the men.

Upon arriving in Bourland, Lear clamours that he wants to drink, saying that he needs strong alcohol to soothe his wounded heart, an offer that is unanimously supported by the men, especially Haag. However, Adela then offered to go with Guina to buy some women's items, and again looted five gold coins from Lear.

Although Bourland is a small town, its taverns are quite large, and they have the flavor of Lear's previous life in the imperialist Western Desert.

In the middle of the spacious hall, an oval-shaped performance stage is separated by long tables, and a wooden pillar several meters long and arm thick stands upright in the middle of the stage, and here a bewitching woman in green gauze dances around the wooden pillar, judging by the pointed ears that occasionally peek out from the line of her hair that occasionally floats, it is supposed to be a female elf.

Haag alone occupied a third of the table, and he stabbed his legs on the stool, clutching a barrel in his hands and gurgling, and when he put the barrel down, his noise could be heard throughout the tavern.

"Hey, I'm going to have a lot of money this time! You can't afford to treat my food badly, eight meatloaf is too hard for me. ”

"Shut up!"

Lear, who was still distressed about the lost keel shin, didn't want to deal with him, and gently picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip.

At that moment, there was a sudden commotion and shouting from the corner of the tavern, and then a thin black figure was seen thrown out of the distance, landing right at Haag's feet.

The barbarian did not react and continued to drink his wine.

The dark figure struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes full of anger and reluctance, and then he turned his head to look around, just in time to meet the surprised gaze cast on the stage.

"Helena!"

"Ivo..."

The elven girl covered her lips, her pupils filled with disbelief.

"Why are you here? Do you know how long I've been looking for you?"

When Ivo was angry, he showed his pointed ears under his hairline, and it turned out that he was also an elf.

"I'm sorry, Ivo, I know you love me, but we really don't fit. ”

After a brief moment of consternation, Helena returned to her normal expression, and there was some emotion in her eyes, but more of a firmness of some kind of conviction.

"Didn't you say that when we were together, did it change your mind because of the poverty of our tribe, oh no, Helena, please, go back with me, as long as we are together, everything will be fine. ”

Ivo pleaded bitterly.

Oh, what a love affair and being rejected, Lear thought to himself, but he wasn't going to meddle with it.

"No, Ivo, it's not what you think, we really just don't fit. ”

Helena was already a little bored.

"I don't believe it! We used to love each other so much, there must be some reason, you tell me, I can solve it. ”

Ivo is very stubborn.

"You can't fix it. ”

Helena's eyes darkened slightly, but became more determined when she lifted her cheeks.

"Helena, you don't believe me?"

Being so decided by his beloved made Ivo a little incredulous.

Helena didn't answer him again, replaced by another rugged male voice.

"Go back to your treehouse in Hammondal, poor ghost, and if you dare to continue to disturb my guests here, I'll break all three of your legs. ”

It was the tavernkeeper's voice, followed by a malicious laugh.

This undisguised taunt made Ivo blush instantly.

"I'm going to have a duel with you!"

He shouted angrily.

"If she wins, I'll take her away. ”

Ivo's finger pointed at Helena, excitedly replenishing the conditions for the duel.

"Hahaha, why should I duel with you, a greenskin who can't even take out a silver coin? Or did you bump into Lady Luck and pick up a big bag of gold when you fell into shit just now? Is this shit luck?"

There was another louder laugh, accompanied by bursts of boos.

The wood elves were red-faced and couldn't say a word, unlike those beautiful female elves of Baildus, the Harmondale elves who had lived by hunting for generations did not have much wealth, although he had just proposed a duel out of anger, but only now did he realize that he had no bargaining chips against it.

"I've got your back!"

Everyone followed the sound and just saw the indignant noble young master Valenke, only to see him waving his fists, looking like he was going to share the hatred of the wood elves, after all, for the magic apprentice who had just left the campus, this kind of courage to challenge all worldly bridges for love was so touching.

The corners of Lear's mouth twitched a few times, and it seemed that it was necessary to gather everyone for a meeting when he returned in the evening to clarify who the boss was.

"Really, dear friend, I will remember for the rest of my life the help you gave me today. ”

As if grasping at a life-saving straw, the wood elf immediately rushed up and grabbed Valenk's hand, and shook it up and down a few times.

"Yes, I will help you no matter what the other party asks. ”

At this moment, Valenque looked so righteous and awe-inspiring, as if it was he who was about to enter the dueling arena.

"Are you serious?

Because of Haag, the four Lear consumed three gold coins of wine as soon as they walked in, so the tavern owner still maintained a minimum of respect for them.

"Yes, make your request, I have decided to support this warrior. ”

Valenque stood up from his stool, which would make him look tall.

"Well, if you're sure you want to support him, I'll grant him a duel request for ten gold coins, because this elf is worth so much. ”

The tavernkeeper said coldly, obviously he was already very dissatisfied with Valenck's deliberate disruptive behavior.

Valenque turned his gaze to Lear.

"What do you see me doing?"

Lear exclaimed angrily.

"Boss, money..."

"Poof!"

A sip of wine squirted directly in Valenque's face, and I really don't know whether to say MMP or not.

Lear really didn't want to care about this mess, especially after Valenck's hero, I will carry the black pot and you go, but he couldn't stand Valenke's soft grinding and hard bubbles and that pitiful eyes, and after telling the other party that this fee would be deducted from his expenses for the next year, he still reluctantly paid Valenck.

"Why don't you understand, Ivo, I won't go back with you no matter what, will you give up?"

Helena was a little anxious after witnessing the twists and turns of things, and she shouted at the wood elves.

"No, Helena, trust me, I will take you back victorious. ”

After Valenque had paid the deposit, Ivo strode towards the clearing outside the tavern.

What a guy who can't listen to others, Lear lowered his head and continued to drink, but the lively barbarian took him out with him under his armpit.

Fack!

In the open space outside the tavern, Ivo had somehow gotten a longbow, and the tavern owner stood ten paces away with a large sword, a skilled fighter with a sword in his hand.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

"Watch out for his arrows, he's fast. ”

Helena ran out of the tavern barefoot with a shawl, but it was a reminder to the tavernkeeper.

Lear touched his forehead painfully, his little heart couldn't stand this kind of bridge, but the elf named Ivo was able to pull the bowstring smoothly, how big this guy's heart was.

"Let's go!"

Standing on a tall oak barrel, Valenque happily announced the order for the duel, as if he were the one who was about to win the duel and go to the pinnacle of his life and return to the throne.

The three feather arrows shot at the boss's body in a zigzag for the first time, and the tricky angle and the distance of ten steps made the boss unavoidable except to block on the spot, originally he chose this position to facilitate his own advance, but he didn't want to put himself in an absolute disadvantage at the beginning.

He shouted and waved the long sword in his hand into a dense network of light, and the feather arrow broke and fell to the ground after three crisp sounds, but before the boss had time to relax his numb tiger mouth, three feather arrows shot in front of him, and he had no choice but to raise his sword to protect his vital point.

There were three more 'dingding' three crisp sounds, and the first feather arrow hit the tip of the boss's sword, making the tip of the sword that he had originally pushed forward with both hands hit his chest fiercely, the second arrow shot in the middle of his sword body, so that his big sword was completely flat against his body, and the third arrow was shot on the hilt of his sword, and the huge force directly shook the tiger's mouth where he held the sword.

With a "dang bang", the boss's long sword fell weakly at his own feet.

"The next arrow will be driven into your throat. ”

The wood elf pulled out the longbow in his hand again and said coldly, at this moment there was no love in his eyes, only trust in the weapon in his hand and admiration for the goddess of the forest.

"I throw in the towel. ”

The tavernkeeper held his hands aloft.

And that's the end of it?

Lear's eyes widened, he had just been put to the ground by the barbarians.

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