Alcohol is a very magical thing, some people will think of sad things and cry non-stop when they drink too much, some people will not be able to control their desire to speak, even if they are alone, they will talk happily, and some people will directly pour on the wine table and fall asleep. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Nick belongs to the middle type, he likes to talk when he drinks too much. This may be a habit that many mercenaries have, the cruel and dangerous life makes them hold all their words in their stomachs, refusing to show the slightest fatigue and weakness, but after drinking, those words can no longer be hidden. He put his arms around Naki with a red face and slapped the table, making the soldiers around him look sideways from time to time.

"Do you know how this injury on Naki's shoulder came about?", Nick shouted, anyone standing twenty or thirty meters away could hear his voice, his eyes widened, "In order to save the boss, Naki used his body to block the sword for Boss Sean, if it wasn't for Naki, Boss Sean would have been gone." A low exclamation suddenly came from the surroundings, people never thought that in the mercenary group, this cripple who enjoyed the treatment of others and had a decadent face would have such a glorious history.

Why do people want to joke with Na Na Ji? Why don't they make fun of other people? It's because they don't have an imbalance in their hearts, why are we born and die, and we don't get more than a third of the money? Why can this old cripple enjoy the treatment of a high-ranking cadre if he doesn't do anything? People like to compare, and when they find that people like Na Ji don't do as much as they do, and their work is idle and safe, there will always be some imbalance.

Boss Sean is a good leader, a good leader, and he doesn't take care of Naki alone, but a lot of people. But of these, Naki's contribution was the lowest. He's like a moth, how can he convince people?

Now suddenly hearing Nick say this, some people suddenly showed a little ashamed, it turned out that Naki's disability was to save Boss Sean, and he stepped forward and used his body to block the sword for Boss Sean.

The way they looked at Naki changed somewhat, no longer with jealousy, but with fiery respect. People respect the strong, but also those who have strong beliefs, not because they worship them, but because they can't do it themselves. They can't sacrifice their lives for another person, but they value this valuable dedication, so they respect it.

Nakihaha laughed and slapped Nick's thick arm, "I'm going to strangle me to death if I strangle me again!"

Nick let go of his arm and patted the table, "I just can't get used to the attitude of those people, that is, you are a good person, if you put it on me, one stabs the other, it will be great to judge in front of the boss! If you didn't block those two swords for the boss back then, do you think the boss would be bad?", he got drunk, stood up, and stepped on the chair with one foot, "To be honest, this matter is on the brother, and the brother should also think about it." ”

He looked at the soldiers around him viciously, "The boss has always regarded Naki as his own brother, I know that you are not convinced in private, why Naki takes so much salary, why he doesn't have to do things! I tell you, he saved the boss's life and died for the boss." Not to mention a small steward, even if it is to make Naki a big official, it should be!"

"You've drunk too much. Naki tugged on Nick's arm, but he couldn't move. His idle life and depressed state of mind have wasted his body, and he has not trained himself for many years, afraid of being embarrassed and afraid of being discussed. "It's all in the past, why are you talking about this now? The boss is good to me, I remember it in my heart. ”

Do you really remember the boss's goodness? Naki asked himself, impossible. Of course, there are some good things he has to remember, but more of them are resentful and unfair treatment, this waste is seventy or eighty years, others have become decent people in the city step by step, and have become big figures in high society, in and out of noble clubs, and those who communicate are those unattainable magnates. They have power that Naki does not have, and they are so majestic wherever they go that people dare not meet their gaze, so they can only bow their heads.

And what about yourself?

The old cripple, the one-armed monster, the old softie...... This is what people call him behind their backs. All the banquets, balls, no one ever wanted to invite him to such a cripple. The flattering and humble expressions of the merchants when they looked at the others became condescending when they turned their faces to him, and their eyes were full of contempt and mockery.

Yes, it's the same person, he even does better and better than the others, and even risked his life for Sean. But what do you get? Insignificant money, what is the use of giving more money? Can you buy power? Can you buy dignity? Can you buy scenery!!

He poured more wine for Nick with the barrel, picked up his glass and touched it, the clear impact sound made Nick startled, and subconsciously took the wine glass and drank it all.

Naki looked at Nick, there was not much joy and sorrow on his face, even if Nick lifted him up to the sky, he would not be grateful to Nick and Sean, but would hate him even more. Nick is now in an important position, living in eight seats, if you want the wind, there will be wind, if you want rain, there will be rain, and there is a great majesty in the city, everyone knows that Sean has four generals, and Nick is one of them. Those merchants, those officials of the privileged class, when they saw him, they had to nod their heads and bow their heads in respect.

How can such a person feel his own anger, his own grievances and despair?

He was smiling on the surface, and the coldness in his eyes flashed, Lao Tzu has recognized it in this life, but my son will be better than any of you!

The more he drank, the more he drank, Nick finally sobered up for a moment, he knew that he had drunk it in place, and he couldn't drink anymore, and said to the people around him while turning his stomach back, "If you have something urgent, ask my brother, he can be the master of this family, I'll go sleep for a while, and call me for dinner." After saying that, Nick's face suddenly turned white, and the girl ran to the side and vomited in the corner. The food that had been corroded by stomach acid was mixed with alcohol and digestive juices, and the strong sour smell wafted far away.

He took the water handed by the soldier, rinsed his mouth, and a hot wet towel was pressed against his face by a little maid. He gasped, shivered, removed the towel and wiped his face, the intense discomfort finally improved a lot. He burped and said to Naki, "I know you must not have drunk too much, help me watch for a while, and call me if you have anything, brother, I can't do it." He was staggered and carried to the camp tent by three soldiers, and soon there was snoring.

Naki glanced at the messy table, not knowing who to say to, and said into the air, "Clean up." ”

Immediately, two soldiers came and took the table away, replaced it with a clean one, and swept the garbage off the floor.

Suddenly, a pair of small hands pressed against the sides of Naki's temples, and he was startled and inserted his left hand into his bosom, thinking that he had been betrayed, or that he had been spotted somewhere. Unexpectedly, it was not like this, but a little maid pressed his temples for him to relieve the headache after drinking, "My lord, can you see this kind of strength?"

Shu Yi felt like ocean waves, wave after wave washed his tense nerves, he squinted his eyes slightly and nodded, "Yes, it's very comfortable, pour me a cup of black tea." ”

After a while, he sniffed the fragrance of the top black tea, enjoyed the pressing of the beauty's fingers, and a little light flashed in his heart - this is the life of a person!

The patrols kept passing by, and what had happened before spread through the mouths of the others, and now almost all of the people who stayed behind knew that Naki's disability had been left behind when he gave his life to save Sean. Those who had laughed at him were more or less ashamed, and there was a hint of trepidation. Nick said it all, Sean treats Naki as his own brother, wouldn't this brother be unlucky if he knew what he had said behind his back one day?

Therefore, those who have guilt in their hearts are silent when they face Naki, and those who have no guilt and Naki have no guilt are respectful.

The calmer Naki became, the more angry and hateful he became.

Obviously, just one sentence can save his life, but he has been ruined for so many years.

How many decades can a person have in a lifetime?

If it weren't for the fact that he had listened to someone else's arrangement to drink this wine this time, maybe he would still be an old waste in the eyes of the people, and there would not have been a brother who stood up for him to say a fair word - they were already high up and down, how could they pay attention to the daily life of a small person like him?

He took a deep breath and strengthened the thought in his heart, don't blame me, I did it all by myself!

Hours passed in such a boring response, watching the sun sink in the west, and the day was coming to an end, Naki became anxious in his heart, and he couldn't help frowning between gains and losses. Just when he was about to fidget, things finally set in.

A knight covered in blood and his armor shattered into several pieces was carried over, and he gasped weakly as he threw his identification on the table, "Quick...... Go and save the Lord of the City...... , the city lord was ambushed, I was injured before I broke through, and it was too late to go!"

Naki's heart jumped, and he forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and he frowned and asked: "If you follow what you said, it's too late to go now, and it will take three ......hours to run non-stop from here to Xiliu City with one person and three horsemen." The physique of the war horses in this world may be affected by the absence of haze, and they are strong. If a war horse does not consider whether it will run to death, it can still be done for forty or fifty kilometers in an hour, of course, after running for an hour, it basically needs to rest, and then running slowly is easy to die suddenly.

The soldier suddenly shouted hoarsely: "There are more than 2,000 people around the boss, there is still time, go, go!"

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Who can guess what the title of this chapter means? (To be continued.) )