Chapter 005: Justice

Characters in this chapter: Alleyne, Manid, Wiggins, and Mo Mocha. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

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The moonlight was shining all over the land, and every house closed its doors and windows, but the tavern was brightly lit and full of people.

Wiggins, who didn't know where to get his appetite, tore at a piece of beef as he poured wine into it.

Looking at his appearance, Ellen touched the extra five hundred dinars on his waist - because he sold a few water thieves - and couldn't help but start calculating the expenses for the future.

Manid sat on the side looking listless, presumably still bothered by the foul smell of the tea before.

In fact, Alleyne was no better, and he only ate a few bites of the full table of dishes.

It was just tea that had just been released from prison, and after not eating for a few days, he and Wiggins quickly teamed up to kill all the food, just for Alleyne to drink a pot of wine.

Alleyne slowly shook his glass and took a sip as he pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the conversation of the others in the tavern.

The tavern is a great place to get the news, as long as you have the money and another big news, your name will spread all over Calradia in less than ten days...... Of course, there is a certain amount of risk.

The door to the tavern was opened again, and a peasant-like young man peeked into his head and walked in with a wince.

He had obviously come all the way, and now he leaned against the wall, gasping for air, and took off the tattered felt hat on his head and fanned his face.

Fine beads of sweat left on the young man's cheeks and glistened in the light.

There was a moment of silence in the tavern, and everyone looked at him, at this misfit. Disdainful, indifferent, sneering, cold, all kinds of expressions.

The young man's face showed a kind of country man who was at a loss, nervously pulling the package behind his back with his hand, and then he suddenly knelt on the ground and hugged a bearded man: "Please, save our village!

The bearded man glanced at him disdainfully, and spat on the ground: "Help you? How much money can you give? Tell you, it costs a lot of money to ask me to help, you poor boy better figure it out yourself!"

The young man shuddered for a moment, and hesitantly took out a package from his bosom: "This is a specialty of our village, and there are 50 dinars...... Is that enough?"

The bearded man kicked him in the chest. "How dare you invite me for such a small amount of money, go to your bullshit lord," he yelled impatiently. "Don't bother me! Uncle Ben doesn't have the time to talk to you!"

The young man was kicked out at once, fell to the ground in agony, and the package in his hand rolled away, and was snatched away by a quick-eyed man, and then fled from the tavern.

The people in the tavern burst into laughter, as if this man had come to make them happy.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the tavern became lively, some people laughed and scolded him, some people hit him with things, and even poured wine on his head: "Come on, drink some wine slowly!"

The young man carefully stuck out his tongue and licked the liquor off his lips. Perhaps it was the spicy taste that irritated him, and he stared blankly at it all, lying on the ground, his back to the sky.

After a while, a suppressed cry came, and Alleyne saw him scratch the floor with his hand, and a thin line of tears ran down his cheeks and ticked to the ground.

Alleyne immediately glanced at Manid, who was sitting next to him.

Manid immediately picked up the kneeling young man from the ground, sat him down in a chair, and poured him a glass of wine to crush him.

Alleyne patted him gently: "Okay, don't cry, tell me what happened in your village?"

The young man grabbed Aren's arm like a straw, and blood welled up in his face, and his eyes seemed to drip blood.

"Please, save us, our village has been attacked by bandits! The militia reserves are exchanging fire with them, and they won't be able to resist it if there is no rescue! Please, my lord, I will give you whatever you want!"

Alleyne's eyebrows immediately furrowed. "Where is your village, why don't you look for your lord?"

The young man trembled and fell to his knees. "Our lord Javier Boyer never cared about our lives or deaths, he only made an occasional appearance when the levies were levied, and now we don't even know where he is. God bless you, my lord, our village is in the north-west of the city of Živachetze, called Fesdena. ”

Alleyne immediately drew the sword he had taken from Fat Robin and whistled, "Tea, Manid, Wiggins, and those three pirates, don't eat, take your guys, and a fierce battle will begin soon!"

"Saving people is like fighting fire, be quick! Young man, do you know how to ride a horse?"

The young man nodded: "Yes, my horse is outside." ”

Alleyne replied solemnly: "Okay, you lead the way!"

Young people are like chickens pecking rice. "Okay sir, may God bless you!"

Alleyne kicked Wiggins, who was gnawing on the corbel, and dragged him out. "Bunnies, get out of here!" he exclaimed, and the three pirates Wiggins had brought with him roared.

Ellen stomped on his horse, then grabbed the young man by the collar and dragged him onto the horse.

He tugged at the reins and deflected the horse's head. "Hurry up, get on the man's horse, and keep up!" he said, and with that, he twitched his horse's tail, and the horse was in pain, raised his front hooves, and ran forward at a gallop.

As soon as Wiggins and the others ran out of the hotel, they could only see the back of their boss who had left.

Manid frowned and was worried: "To keep up with the boss, there are so many people, there are no horses!"

Wiggins bit off a piece of flesh fiercely: "It's okay, Manid, you and that new friend ride that little kid's horse first, and my brother and I will figure it out ourselves." ”

Wiggins shoved Manid onto the yellow-maned horse. "Okay, okay, don't mother-in-law. Go after the boss, don't lose people for me. ”

Manid stopped talking nonsense and immediately got on his horse and chased after him.

"All right, brethren. Wiggins' bronze bell-sized eyes suddenly shone with a striking light. "You won't forget our old business, will you?"

The roar of the remaining three pirates shook the sky.

Wiggins rubbed his hands. "We, this is a borrowed horse, right?" Wiggins glanced at the good horses in the next stable, and like a wolf into a flock of sheep, he swooped and rolled into the stable..........