"Hey, you guy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info remember me. A man with a scar in his left eye and two of his men blocked Mark in a dead end.

"I have a bad habit of chopping off the hands of those who don't pay their debts!"

The scar man gestured with the knife in his hand and smiled arrogantly. And two of his men also clasped their hands to their chests, standing on either side and waiting to see the joke.

Scar Man kicked Mark in the stomach, then happily crouched down to watch Mark's face distorted as he clutched his stomach.

"Hahaha, look at this sissy, you can't stand it with just one kick. ”

The scar man roughly pulled the short hair in front of Mark's forehead, and said angrily: "Three more days of grace for you, and if you don't pay back the money after three days, I will chop off your hands, of course, the interest will still be a little." ”

The scar man tilted his head and motioned to his subordinates with his eyes. Two strong men crossed their fingers and walked over with a sinister smile on their faces.

The two of them punched and kicked him completely regardless of Mark's life, and Scar Man stepped on Mark's face with the sole of his foot. "Boy, if you want to blame it, your life is not good, and your brother's debt will be repaid by you!"

"Keep fighting! Break his feet for me!"

"Stop!" roared Aren, who appeared at the entrance of the alley.

"Hah, where did you come from? The scar man stopped stepping on his face and looked up at a hairy boy dressed as a mercenary not far away. "Don't stop, keep fighting, I'll warn that kid to get out. Dropping the words to his subordinates, Scar Man walked over to the man.

Alleyne looked at the scar man who was getting closer and closer to him, and couldn't help but feel annoyed that he was just honest, why did he come out and pretend to be a hero. But it can't be helped, it will be very troublesome for them to beat Mark to death, and it will be troublesome to beat him half to death. The 'stop' gesture, stiffened in mid-air, slowly retracted, and he quietly touched the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"Hey, kid, don't meddle. Get out!" Scar said viciously at him.

Alleyne pulled out the sword at his waist.

"Damn. Scar Man also pulled out his knife and rushed at him unceremoniously.

Alleyne's shoulder flicked slightly to the right, dodging his stab, and then slammed his wrist into the knife and knocked him away, stunning him with a right hand in the back before he could react.

Alleyne stepped over Scarman, who had fainted on the ground, and lunged at two of his men.

The two of them just beat Mark very well, and they thought that the eldest brother would soon be able to teach the little ghost back, but now they saw that the eldest brother was solved without any delay, and their eyes looked like they had seen a ghost. Hurriedly looking for a way to escape.

Mark was still on the ground, and his panicked eyes didn't seem to have recovered from the fact that he had been beaten and rescued in just a dozen seconds.

Alleyne pulled Mark up from the ground. "Hey, it's okay, it's okay, oh, it's good it's not bad, otherwise I won't be able to live without Virgia for the rest of my life." ”

It's a bit of an exaggeration to be inseparable from Virgia for the rest of his life, but if Mark is beaten into cerebral palsy or something, Ellen is indeed quite troublesome.

"Thank you, I'm Mark, and thank you for saving your life. Mark thanked him very sincerely, and satisfied his vanity a little.

"Don't say it's nothing," Alleyne asked. "Remember me, the last time I came to deliver a letter to you? ”

"yes, I do not remember a little. Mark shook his head. "Also, I have one more question, these people are not dead, are they?"

"It's just the back of a knife, you can't die. And here is a letter from your lover. Alleyne said, pulling out the letter that the Second Witch had given him, and handing it to Mark.

"I'm a messenger, if nothing else. I'll be gone. Alleyne waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Wait, I haven't asked your Excellency for your name, and you saved me, and I haven't thanked you yet. Mark looked sincere and kept him.

"If there's wine, I can think about it. Errane touched his chin and replied.

"Yes, yes, please come in and sit down, I'll go get the wine. Mark ran into the house to get his wine.

Alleyne couldn't help but lament that saving people not only satisfies vanity, but also has a drink to drink. If you knew that you would save a few more rich nobles and the like, wouldn't your future be bright?

He climbed onto the roof with his glass in his hand and drank with Mark. Drinking requires wine, friends, and clouds covering the moonlit night.

I want to think that on a dark night when the moon is covered by light clouds and no one, there are a little starlight on the night, as if there are many stars. A black cat on the roof of the house carefully watched in all directions, tilted its head, and jumped down from the top with agility.

And you sit on the roof, holding your wine, the evening breeze brings free air, and the whole town sleeps quietly, and you can hear its slight breathing.

Look at the starry sky, think about the person on the other end, clink wine glasses, and drink with the people around you. Gently humming the song of his hometown, taking a sip, the cold moon was reflected in the wine glass, as if even the moonlight had turned into clear wine, and drinking it would make the body emit a faint jade light.

Alleyne touched Mark's glass and shook the wine in it, looking at the dazzling silver glitter, he always felt more comfortable than ever.

"What, today I don't want to get drunk and not go home!" he drank another glass of wine, always feeling that all the previous pleasures and hatreds could be wiped out.

"Mr. Ellene, don't drink so fast, you'll get drunk. Mark saw that he had filled another glass and stopped.

"No, it's good to let me get drunk, there's been too much going on lately, it's good to be drunk, but I'm lying on the couch. ”

"Haven't you been happy lately?" said Mark, sitting on the roof with his left hand propped up, bringing the contents of the glass to his mouth with his right hand.

"Don't be happy, there is always one trouble after another, I always meet countless weirdos, by the way, and your good lover, the second witch, and I have to run errands to deliver letters!"

"Ahem," Mark explained awkwardly, coughing dryly. "Lord Ellene, I'm not that close to Jona. ”

"Eh, why were you beaten just now?" Alleyne touched his head and thought about it seriously, still unable to understand what mistake this bear child had made to be pushed into the corner by those vicious people.

Mark was obviously embarrassed, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

"Anyway, I didn't see you when you were just pushed to the corner and beaten, and you weren't dragged by a drunkard for hundreds of meters two days ago, why didn't I see you so embarrassed and shy at that time. ”

"Actually, a friend of mine owes them money. Mark scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Well, your friends owe them money, so why did they find you?" said Alleyne, taking a sip of his wine, and asked him nonchalantly.

"That's how it was. I have a friend and we have a very good relationship. It can be said that it is a friend of life and death, but then one day, I remember that day was a cloudy night, he broke into my house in a hurry, and he was very anxious and panicked, and he held my hand, as if he was cornered, and begged me to save him in a low voice while crying......" Mark looked up at the sky and fell into the memory.

"He asked you to help him pay off his debts, and you agreed?" Alleyne raised an eyebrow, his hand stopping in mid-air as he had finished drinking.

"Yes, he was really pitiful, and he was my best friend, so I not only promised to help him pay off the debt, but also took him into hiding in my house. Until one day, I woke up in the morning and couldn't find him anymore, no matter where I looked. He left a note, which he left with me, and fled somewhere else overnight. Mark shook the sake in his glass.

"You don't have to do this for him, he's obviously taking advantage of you. And it's very likely that he's made some kind of deal with the people who collect the debt, and maybe he will sell you out at all. "Alleyne is a bit unworthy for Mark.

"No, in fact, I have received his favor, so this is just my retribution, but it is not a great and great thing. Mark smiled, not seeming to feel a trace of anger at his friend's betrayal.

"But what he has done for you must not be as great as the kindness you have for paying off your debts. Therefore, it is actually very stupid for you to pay such a big sacrifice for him. ”

"Silly? Maybe. But this is the spirit of chivalry that I adhere to, the most important thing for knights is loyalty and obedience, since my ideals have been dedicated to righteousness, then I will never regret for righteousness, and pain, and anger. All I have to do is endure and sharpen. This is the spirit of chivalry. Mark said it lightly, but very impassionedly.

Alleyne can't understand this kind of guy who only has righteousness in his head. What is righteousness? Can it be eaten as food? Why do you rigidly pursue righteousness and fight fiercely? Is it true that the laws and regulations must be correct?

"I don't deny that strict discipline can indeed restrain oneself and make the team strong in combat. But not everyone is a judge, there is no need to rigidly withhold the regulations, the rules are set by people, so there will inevitably be mistakes. In the same way, chivalry is the embodiment of man's will, and he must also be flawed. Could it be that the eight virtues and benevolence stipulated by the way of knighthood must let the knights not kill any of them? So, how can those lords let the knights go to battle? If people can't recognize themselves, they just stick to the rules, what's the difference between them and salted fish!"

That day, Alleyne and Mark talked for a long time and drank for a long time.