Chapter 037: (Abby Cran) Spear Mercenary Regiment
Characters in this chapter: (Rayne), (Roman), (Victor), (Momocha), (Resarit), (Cress), (Jamila), (Mathilde).
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Chapter 037: (Abby Cran)
The smoke from far and near, silky, wisps, rolls, brisk, late, gray, pale green, and white, gradually rose and faded in the calm vitality.
The smoke took on a myriad of shapes and colours, and for a moment it hung in the air like a light curtain, then it seemed to rise straight up as if it had been selected from an incense burner, and then it seemed to become a banner fluttering in the wind over the chimney.
Abbic Village is a poor village, and it is the only village within a radius of fifty miles in the vicinity, and there is only one tavern in the village.
Villagers, farmers, and travelers from all over the world gathered to listen to the singing singers playing the xylophones and singing beautiful songs for just two dinars.
When Resarit and his party crowded into the tavern, the voices inside fell silent for a moment. After all, in this kind of rural place, it is quite eye-catching for so many mercenaries to come at once.
The tavern keeper hurriedly trotted out from behind his counter and saluted from afar: "I beg your pardon, my lords, there are only two rooms left upstairs. β
"We're only going to be out for one night, as long as we can have cooked food. Ressarit said to the tavernkeeper. "We've been walking a long way, we're hungry, and we're in need of food to warm up, so please bring out the best food in your store. β
"It's good, it's good, I'm going to prepare!" replied the tavernkeeper.
"Oh, by the way, it would be nice to have wine. Of course, I'm not talking about wine that has been mixed with water. Resarit took a money pouch out of his pocket, and by the rattle he predicted that there would be no less than fifty coins. Weigh it in his hand and toss it to the tavernkeeper.
"Don't worry, my lord, I have a good barrel of good ale here, or something from Viruga. The tavern owner hurriedly took it, probably never seeing so much money, and at that time he was at a loss to reassure him again and again.
After giving the order, Resarit led the people back to where they camped a few dozen meters from the tavern, and as soon as he left, the tavern resumed its bustle, but this time, the topic of conversation was undoubtedly the foreign mercenary team.
The mercenaries set up tents near the tavern and surrounded several wagons loaded with supplies. The constant rush made them look a little tired and demoralized, but more often because they had lost both encounters with the Swadia Assassins.
A few months ago, they were besieged in a dilapidated house by the Swadia Assassins in the city of Harrungosburg, and more than half of them were killed. Ten days earlier, they had been confronted by the Swadia Assassins again, and had their cart of expensive soldier toys taken from them.
Ever since the Treasurer Ressarit had been hired by Lord Rhodoc, Captain Victor had set out from Chanda with all the members of the Spear Mercenary Regiment, and they had crossed the territory of the Nords in the north and defeated a bandit gang of Nords on the way.
They then set sail from the port of Finnrad and sailed to the port of Elbel in Svadia, where they encountered a merciless storm and the notorious White Raven Pirates on the mighty seas, but none of them could stop the brave and fearless mercenaries.
It wasn't until the day after they infiltrated Harrungosburg in the guise of travelers, farmers, artisans, and merchants that the Grim Reaper quietly approached them. One companion after another was assassinated by the Swadia Assassins, causing this mercenary team of hundreds to be continuously reduced.
Two consecutive encounters with the Swadia Assassin Regiment have caused heavy losses to the members of the Spear Mercenary Regiment, and now there are less than 50 Spear Mercenary Corps left. Victor is sure that the surviving mercenaries are lucky, and at the same time the best mercenaries.
But as the leader of this mercenary team, Victor knew very well that his team urgently needed to add more new members, otherwise if it continued to be reduced like this, it would not be long before the banner of the Lance Mercenary Regiment would be buried in the battle-strewn continent of Calradia.
It wasn't long before the tavernkeeper and his employees came out of the tavern with a barrel full of drink, followed by several women in kitchen skirts with large plates of food, causing a boo from the mercenaries. Especially the unbearable appearance of Momo tea.
Ever since the Lance Mercenaries entered the territory of the Duchy of Rhodok, the mercenaries had rarely touched women. Here they can hardly find prostitutes/women because there are no brothels/brothels/houses here at all. Aside from those waitresses in the tavern, they had a hard time finding women to sleep with.
Most simple Rhodoc women are loyal to their husbands, and few Rhodoc women are willing to work as prostitutes, women who live in the mountains are able to endure hardships and stand hard work, but are unwilling to open their legs for strange men.
When the food and drinks were brought in, the hungry mercenaries sat around and shared them. But there are also those who don't sit around with the crowd and stay where they were.
Momocha watched warily and patrolled the sentry, the little Roman remained in the carriage, and Kress was alone in a corner, with only her dagger for her company...... In addition to them, the other mercenaries drank together.
Time flies by, and turns from day to night.
In the night, everything was as quiet as a stone, and I slept soundly, and the little stars in the sky were all shrunk and shivered with cold.
Alleyne couldn't remember when he had fallen asleep, he was so tired that he seemed to have just squinted for a moment, and then he felt someone shaking him vigorously, and then he woke up to find Mo Mo Tea standing next to him.
"Something happened. Momo Tea looked solemn and said briefly.
Alleyne realized that there were a lot of people around him, and at first he thought it was a twinkling star, but then he realized that it was a torch in the hands of the people.
A group of centaurs came from far and near, the torches were evident in the night, and before Ellen woke up, the mercenaries had already circled the carriage and formed a formation to defend it. Soon, Alleyne could see the crowd clearly.
It wasn't the bandits one might have imagined, the flickering light of the fire illuminated their armor and fluttering flags, and it was clear that they were the army of the local lords.
"In the name of Lord Walker of Emer, report your name. Sergeant Rhodok at the head grabbed the reins and shouted at the car.
"Sergeant Chief, as you can see, we are mercenaries who went to Viruga. The caravan leader replied.
"Since it's a regular mercenary, let's check the cargo to make sure you're not carrying any contraband. β
"What's the contraband?" Alleyne asked in a curious whisper to the horse thief.
"It's all contraband. "Momo tea is spread out in both hands. "The dodos in the sky are all the same dark. β
"I'll say it again later," the sergeant shouted. "Obediently open the car formation, let us check, otherwise you are Swadians' spies. β
"He seems to have said he was a subordinate of the Lord of Emer," Jamila interjected in a low voice. "How could Lord Walker have such a subordinate?"
"You don't think this is the arbitrariness of that knight, do you? I tell you, how dare a little knight be so bold and bold as to attack a caravan in the villages on the KΓΆnig's Road, without the acquiescence of the lord? A hundred people, even the lord's wife does not have this power. Nero said.
"How could it be...... Aren't knights keeping the Eight Virtues?How could they ......" It seemed that the trip away from home had hit Jarami hard, and her dream of a knight had been shattered.
"Bah, the knight also said to be kind to women and children, do you think which knight has not beaten his own wife and children?"
"Who is making a lot of noise and affecting Lao Tzu's rest?" At this time, Victor, who was five big and three thick, suddenly climbed into the carriage, leaned out half of his body and yelled outside.
"Remember who you are, old man, but you are talking to a noble knight, be careful when you speak, or I promise to send you to the gallows. The knight at the head was furious.
"Knight?" Victor spat on the ground, grinning his old teeth. "What kind of character am I, it turns out that I am just a hunting dog on a leash, and I even have a barking face. β
"Very well, you have insulted a noble knight, and I will promise to make your life worse than death. The knight at the head laughed angrily, waved his hand to the subordinates behind him, and ordered: "Kill them all, and leave no one behind." β
"Wait a minute. Victor suddenly shouted.
"Have you asked for mercy?"
"Who begs for mercy is not necessarily. Victor said contemptuously, "We are mercenaries hired by King Graves, and we have been ordered to go to Agorloon Fort to assist the lords there in their defense against the Svadians, are you sure you want to do something with us?"
King Graves ordered them to go to Ameraburg, which Victor couldn't remember talking about, but as long as he could make the other party understand who he was at the moment, although he didn't plan to follow King Griffos's orders to go to Ameraburg.
"Boy, you have to think clearly," Victor smiled, and his image suddenly grew taller, and even his old yellow teeth seemed to reflect as brightly as newly created armor. "You may be able to kill all of us, but you can't stop the news from leaking. β
The knight hesitated, he looked around, and what he saw was the same as Victor said, if he did order the attack, it was difficult to guarantee that his men would not leak the news. Of course, if it were him, he would definitely go to King Griffos to inform.
If you don't want to be used as a scapegoat in the future, you would rather be scolded by the lord as "incompetent" than act rashly. The knight thought about it for a long time. Although he was very dissatisfied and unwilling, he had to leave some people to monitor the mercenaries' every move in the name of "escort", and the knight at the head returned with most of them to inform his lord of the emergency.
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