It just so happened that Svadia and Rhodok were in the middle of a fierce battle at that time, and as an elite knight, he naturally followed Duke Craggs to the battlefield. www.biquge.info Because of his bravery and fearlessness, he took the lead in the siege of the city, and fought to the death, and repelled several Rhodok counterattacks with his own succession, and several arrows in his body still stood tall, which greatly boosted the morale of the Swadia army, and in this way, he regained Fort Wincod.

Later, in the battle of Agorlonburg, he continued to fight, charging with his soldiers as a knight, and once again occupied a section of the wall. However, it was a pity that the Swadia army did not have enough reserves to hold this section of the city, and was once again pressed back by the Rhodok army. Fatis can be said to have been carried off the city wall by his own soldiers, at this time he had already been killed as a bloody man, and the red robe on his body had already turned into a heavy black because it was stained with blood over and over again, and he couldn't even see the lion emblem.

It was because of this battle that Fatis became a hero, a valiant knight known as the Blood Lion, and Duke Craggs told him that he would be canonized a baron by King Eastrich upon his return to Suno.

Fatis was in a good mood and wanted to fly back to Suno. It's just that the newly beaten territory needs to be garrisoned, the Rhodok counterattack must be resisted, and the battlefield must be cleaned to minimize losses, so he had to stay patiently.

Of course, when they returned to the city, they did receive a heroic welcome, especially Fatis, who was allowed to follow behind the main commander Craggs for the honor of being a battle hero, and enjoyed the highest treatment of celebration.

People stood on the side of the road, cheering incessantly, constantly paying the highest admiration to the heroes. In the sky, flower petals and confetti fell like colorful snowflakes, and the solemn bells in the distance sounded like alcohol, fascinating Fatis for a high standard of treatment he had never enjoyed. Actually, it's not to blame people for being too enthusiastic, after all, Svadia hasn't won for a long time.

Just as he was drunkenly following the horse carapace, the bright smile in the crowd made him sober up immediately. The star-like eyes, the glow-like pink cheeks, and the slightly upturned mouth, because of the excitement, beads of sweat were already on the bridge of the high nose. Ah, that's right, I have paid so much, isn't it just for this pretty smile?

He waved at his lover, and she jumped a few times in response, as if she was afraid that he would not see it. Seeing this, Fatis couldn't help but laugh, he really seemed to rush over and then hugged her tightly in his arms. It's just that for the sake of their future happiness, he has to endure it for a while, just for a while.

The army entered the king's castle, which was already lit up with lights and servants. His Majesty the King has spoken, and today we will reward the heroes!

As the best of the heroes, Fatis was naturally taken care of, and the lords of various places, the Duke of Kragus, and even His Majesty the King personally came to toast him, and His Majesty personally promised him a piece of territory and the title of baron, which made him a little fluttering. However, what made him feel most refreshed was that Baron Laugra, who had always been against him, also accompanied him with a smiling face and slapped his horse on his beard, which made the strict Fatis laugh.

One night, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves, and they were full of wine and food. As Fatis dragged his drunken body against the wall and walked back to the family's mansion in Suno, his eyes lit up, and the charming stunner was standing in front of the door and looking around eagerly, as if waiting for someone. Seeing this situation, Fatis's heart swelled with warmth. Sure enough, the injuries and blood I shed were all worth it, for the sake of the woman I loved...

It's just that at this moment, the melting warmth immediately turned into a biting frost, even the heavy drunkenness could not hide the bitter cold, and his originally hurried pace immediately stopped. Just outside the alley, the woman he loved dearly threw herself into the arms of another man.

Slowly, the cold feeling faded, and an unspeakable anger slowly burned from the bottom of my heart. His breathing grew heavy with anger, and his vision began to turn red with congestion. His otherwise steady hand trembled as he grasped the hilt of his sword and took a deep breath. Very good, very good, just save the effort of the next battle book.

Poof, the long sword was unsheathed, and Fatis screamed, and a stride rushed out, swinging his sword and slashing straight at the man. The man screamed, pushed the woman in his arms away, and then took two steps back. Bang, Fatis's angry sword slashed straight through the paved masonry, making it take him some effort to pull it out, and the man drew his own saber as well.

Amid the woman's screams, the two scuffled together. In the dim light, the battlefield of the two was full of shadows and chaos. It's just that Fatis is a warrior who has gone through countless battlefields, how can he compare with the boy in front of him? In a few moves, Fatis's long sword pierced the man's heart.

The woman's face turned pale, and she took two steps back, looking at the blood stains on Fatis's face, whether bright or dark, and her tense nerves finally broke.

"Kill... Kill!" With a scream, the woman turned around and ran quickly into the shadows, never to be seen again.

The woman's scream woke up the servants of the mansion, and they rushed out with oil lamps, but when they saw the eldest young master of their family standing in a pool of blood with a sword, they did not dare to take a step forward. Fatis also calmed down at this time, but for a warrior, killing people does not have any psychological burden. He wiped the blood from his face, and by the light of the oil lamp, he flicked the corpse on the ground with his foot, and finally saw the corpse's face clearly.

He froze, the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and the servants around him erupted in exclamation. The corpse on the ground is his younger brother who served in the guards of Suno City!

Killing blood relatives is a great rebellion in any country. The news soon spread throughout Suno, and the murderous Fatis was immediately imprisoned in the dungeon. The poor battle hero was imprisoned for committing a crime before he could enjoy a day of glory. Her lover wept and recounted the scene of that night, which was regarded as a witness to confirm Fatis's guilt. Naturally, the nobles would not let go of this opportunity, especially Baron Laugra, who asked the king to execute Fatis in order to clarify the law, and his father was also forced to cut off relations with him, but all this, locked in prison is still shocking, and the painful and guilty Fatis is completely unaware.

Fortunately, the merciful king remembered the exploits of Phartis and mercifully spared his life. It's just that his title, his property were confiscated. The heroes of yesteryear are now discredited and penniless.

When Fatis saw the light of day again, there was really nothing. In addition to the gorgeous dress he was wearing, and the long sword that had always been loyal to him. He didn't know where else he could go, he didn't know what he should do, and in the end, he could only live in a rudimentary tavern, trying to drown his grief and pain by relying on the weak and bad wine.

Until...

As usual, Fatis spent all the money he had and was thrown out of the tavern. For a noble knight being rudely thrown out, the drinkers have long been commonplace, and they don't care at all, and some people laugh twice, it turns out that the high-ranking knight is a person who can be bullied, and he can't fight back and scold or fight back, which ruthlessly satisfies the vanity of these small people.

Fatis staggered to his feet, leaning against the wall to steady himself. He wasn't annoyed at all, or his heart was numb now. He touched his chest, military merit medal, sold, medal, sold, military rank medal, sold, dress... He looked around his body, and all that was left was the robe and the long sword at his waist.

The robes are worthless. He drew his sword and wiped it on the hem of his clothes, the blade that had been warmed by the finest sword oil was still shining, but now, let alone the finest sword oil, he couldn't afford to use the lard.

"I'm sorry, old man. Fatis muttered to himself, then re-sheathed his sword.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a shouting and scolding from the street corner, and then, a thin teenager sprang out, and looked behind him as he fled in a hurry. Behind him, a group of big men in armor followed closely.

"Bastard boy, stop for me!" The leading man scolded while running, "Dare to fool Lao Tzu with copper satre, Lao Tzu swears that he can't kill you!"

The young man in front shouted as he fled, "Hey, uncle, you want to be shameless! You robbed the money, you tore the contract, and you have a Sartre relationship with me!"

"Bastard, stop me!"

The drunken Fatis watched this scene, but he didn't actually think about anything, but the knight's instinct prompted him to draw his sword and stop in front of the big man.

"Damn, who are you!" the big man froze, watching the young man drift away.

"The road... The road is uneven, pull out... Draw the sword... Ahh

Before Fatis could finish his sentence, a punching bag punch slammed into his face. In normal times, he would retreat urgently, and then swing his sword to fight back. But the large amount of alcohol had made his movements begin to be out of balance, and his steps began to stagnate, and before he could withdraw his steps, he did hit his right foot with his left foot, and he stumbled and fell to the ground. As a result, needless to say, the drunken Fatis was pressed to the ground and beaten by a group of mercenaries, and he couldn't stand up.

"Bah, just an ugly drunkard is still arrogant, ZZ!" a big man said and kicked a few more times.

"MD, bad luck!" The leader looked at the street, the boy had already run away, so he had to scold a few words angrily, and then waved his hand, "Let's go, I want him to look good another day!"

"I'm so depressed today... ”

"Gone, gone... ”

After the mercenaries left, Fatis slowly sat up against the wall, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hands, and sighed deeply. The drunkenness had already vanished in a punch and kick, and his already numb heart was also hammered hard by this humiliation, and he found that the chivalry in his heart was still tenaciously alive, but... Now he is just a lost dog, and he is not worthy of noble chivalry at all.

Just as he sighed, a small head poked out of the corner of the street, looked around, and made sure that there was no one, and then cautiously walked out. Three or two steps ran to Fatis's side and handed over a handkerchief.

"How's it going, are you alright?"

Fatis stared at the young man for a few seconds, but still took the handkerchief and wiped the blood and phlegm from his face, "It's out of the way, my injuries on the battlefield are much worse than this." ”

"Anyway, thank you very much. Mu smiled and pulled Fatis up and said, "Let's go, I'll invite you to have a drink." ”

Fatis raised an eyebrow, "You're rich?"

"No," Mu shrugged indifferently, "but a glass of wine can still be afforded." ”

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In the tavern that Fatis is most familiar with, Mu sat on the bar and looked around, and his mouth kept smacking, "Tut, it turns out that a tavern can be opened under this hole, and I have seen it for a long time." ”

The knight didn't make any comments on Mu's words, sat next to Mu, waved his hand to the owner of the tavern, and said, "Two glasses of ale, account... Count on this little brother. ”

The boss glanced at Mu, who was "milky but not dry", glared at Fatis with disdain, and then shook his hand and slid over two large wooden cups. The cup was foaming, dragging a long water stain, and it stopped in front of the two of them.

"Good technique!" Mu clapped his hands and praised, Fatis was commonplace, took a sip of the cup, and said, "I blocked the trouble for you, and this wine is well deserved." It's just, what's going on? It's up to me to beat you up or not. ”

Mu shrugged, "Okay, this story is a bit long. It was in Turga that I got a batch of cheap spices by chance, so I hired those people... ”

"Wait?" Fatis suddenly interrupted Mu's speech, squinting at the young man who was more than a head shorter than himself, "Are you a merchant?"

"Hehe, don't look at my young age, I've handled the business of tens of thousands of dinars!" Mu patted his chest proudly, and then explained things to Fatis like this.

"So, I was 'hunted' by them. ”

"A bunch of scum. Fatis commented, and took a big sip of his wine, not knowing whether he would say the nobles or the mercenaries.

"Isn't it? Mu Yan was a little thirsty, and took a big sip of wine. In an instant, his face changed drastically, and then he squirted out with a pop, "Damn, how can it be so unpleasant!"

Fatis remained calm: "If you drink too much, you get used to it." Mu looked at his cup, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, revealing a flattering smile and looking at Fatis, "Lord Knight, it seems that you have been a little tight on money lately?"

"Yes. Fatis generously admitted, "It's just that I'm not a knight anymore. Speaking of this, the knight's face couldn't help but appear gloomy.

"Well, I'm sorry. Mu scratched his head, he didn't have the ability to be as cheeky as an old businessman, but he still continued with a shy face, "I have a good business here, I don't know if you want to... ”

Fatis glanced at Mu, "Say it." ”

"That's right," Mu rubbed his hands and said, "You see, I have no problem with this batch of spices, but I just don't have the money to hire guards and men now, so if you can escort me to Parabun and sell the spices, I can pay you a commission." Moreover, that group of stupid X's forcibly tore up the agreement and helped me save a sum of money, so I can naturally give your commission to Kuanli, what do you think?"

Fatis scoffed, "What, aren't you afraid that the nobles on the Paraven side will also play monopoly?"

"Hehe, they can't afford to play!" Mu Leng sneered, "There are so many maritime merchants in Paravon, we can trade directly with maritime merchants in the port, and even save the entry tax." ”

"Well, that's right. Fatis nodded, "But... I'm a veteran, but do you think I can take care of the caravan alone?"

"Of course not," Mu's smile suddenly became flattering again, "However, I think you should know some veterans who are just like you and have no easy hand, right?"

Fatis was stunned for a moment, and smiled, "You kid, you have a big heart!"

"Prizes, prizes... ”