At this time, in the afternoon, the sun was shining. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After a difficult day's journey, Wiggins and the others finally arrived at the castle that towered above the King's Hill.

Wiggins, Yoda, and Jager drove the horses along the stone road under their feet, and slowly entered the reddish-brown ancient city in front of them.

The first thing that catches your eye is a tall, wide, and old gate. Although the inside and outside of the city walls are mostly destroyed, the city gates are still standing.

Upon entering the castle, there is a conspicuous three-storey building on the side of the road, the floor in front of the door is immaculately clean, and a huge billboard hangs on the protruding wall with a glass of frothy ale.

Riding with Wiggins, Lelia explained to the crowd, "This is the best tavern in the castle - Lisa, not only the name of the tavern, but also the name of the hostess. ”

Wiggins drove the horse to a stop in front of the tavern, picked the girl off her horse, and then rolled over and dismounted.

He decided to rest in the tavern for a while, pushed open the double-leaf door in front of him, and was the first to enter the spacious hall.

Two scantily clad hostesses immediately stepped forward to greet them warmly, but the enthusiasm was a little too much.

Wiggins and Jager both deliberately avoided the enthusiastic hostess, but Yoda entered the tavern with his arms open and hugged the two hostesses.

The hall of this tavern is dry and open, and you can walk a few steps forward to the dining table.

Although the layout of the dining table is not a regular geometric shape, it can give the guests a sense of scattered beauty, and the square stools for the guests are neatly arranged under the table.

Beyond these tables is a large bar with a fireplace against the wall at the innermost point.

Bright flames flickered on the wood, and sausages, smoked chicken, and roast goose were pierced with iron drills. The woman who smoked the food was Lisa, the proprietress of the restaurant.

Lisa is a plump woman with rosy cheeks and curly blond hair.

Behind Lisa lay a pile of firewood, next to which was a long wooden table, which was used to prepare food for the guests, and on the wall above it hung large bunches of purple-red grapes and bright red dates.

From the point of view of the guests, several layers of closets have been dug out of the wall to the right of the wooden table, and a pile of yellow or long-necked or flat-bottomed clay pots are neatly stacked on the bottom layer.

The upper layers are filled with cabbage, bread, and dried meat. Dried fish and other foods. At the entrance to the bar is a short wooden ladder against the wall, which is used to fetch food from above.

"Lelia, it's really you!" the proprietress recognized the girl at a glance. "Oh, it's great to see you back safely!"

Lelia's eyes were a little rosy and she said, "Lady Lisa, thank you for your concern!"

"Your father," said Lisa's hostess with concern. "Lord Rodra is announcing the hiring of mercenaries to search for you throughout the city!"

"I'll go back. Lelia's eager eyes looked at Wiggins.

Wiggins told Yoda and Jager to wait in the tavern while he went to get the girl safely back to her father.

Yager, a fan of money, was a little unhappy, but he couldn't help Wiggins. He wanted to take this opportunity to ask the girl's father for some bounty, but he didn't expect it to come to naught.

Yoda, who hugged left and right, naturally had no opinion, and even if Wiggins asked him to go, he wouldn't want to move his ass, let alone take his hands off the plumpness.

The tavern is located at the intersection of Carter Street and Drake Street, and you can see the busiest street of Fort Dremargue from the tavern.

But now, the old castle looks a little poor and still struggling.

At the end of Drake Strasse is the mansion of the owner of the castle, where Rodrapoye is busy with all the chores of the castle every day: arranging merchant transactions and settling civil disputes......

Wiggins followed the girl down the street, and from time to time he saw people glancing at them, and some whispering something.

Alleys meander along the castle's interior, with the occasional few abandoned houses, shops, and dilapidated carts.

Along the way, Wiggins saw a curved serpentine mark on many tall buildings, which was the coat of arms of the Rodra Poille family, the lords of the area.

Like all the lords of the Kingdom of Virginia, Rodrapoye had his own personal army. A formidable army of three thousand soldiers.

"Father!

Rodraboye, who was talking to another man, turned his face to his assistant and asked, "Do you hear anything, Garnier?

"My lord, I don't seem to hear Lyria's voice. ”

Garnier felt uneasy, and for a moment did not know what to answer, for he had been thinking about his own thoughts, and had not noticed the movement around him.

"You know, Garnier, my hearing is good!" said Rodrapoye calmly, but at the same time furrowed his eyebrows. "I'm going out to have a look, Lord Hogan, please wait a minute. ”

"There's nothing ......," replied an embarrassed Garnier.

"Father!

Rodrapoye, who opened the door, heard Lelia's cry clearly this time. In fact, he saw her too, and Lelia was running towards her father with her linen skirt "poof, poof, kick".

"Oh, Lyria, my daughter!" the old man looked surprised and happy to see Lyria. The two stone steps in front of the door nearly tripped him up.

"Ahh "Where have you been? I've posted a mission! I'm negotiating with the mercenaries ......"

"I was kidnapped by bandits, but luckily," Lylia said with a sob, sobbing voice. "Thankfully, this kind mercenary saved me and, and sent me back!"

Count Rodra looked at the tall mercenary and said, "Oh! thank you, Mr. Mercenary!"

Then the old man put his hands on Lyria's shoulders, his eyes quickly scanning her from head to toe, and let her into the hut. "Lyria, you go in first, I'll talk to this adult!"

"Thank you again, Mr. Mercenary, please come in!" Rodrapoye said, and invited Wiggins in.

"Alright, Lord Hogan, my mission has already been completed, and I'm sorry to let you run for nothing. How about a glass of wine at Shirley's Tavern, I'm in for a treat!"

Rodrapoye took a few dinars from his clean and modest linen robe and stuffed them into the hand of the man called Hogan.

Hogan swept the dinar in his hand and grinned at the old man. "Thank you, sir. With that, he turned to leave, only to leave with an unfriendly look at Wiggins, who was also wearing leather armor.

Wiggins glanced at him, judging from the leather armor on the other party's body and the short sword at his waist, he was just an ordinary mercenary.

"Please take it, this is your reward, although this is not in accordance with the rules, but as long as you sign here, everything is not in accordance with the rules, is it?"

Rodrapoye winked at Wiggins with an exaggerated expression, and it seemed that the old man was in a good mood.

"You're right, sir. Wiggins smiled and accepted the "commission" from the old man, and quickly signed his name on the employment contract and handed it to the old man.

After receiving the payment, Wiggins was about to turn away when the girl hurried out of the back room.

"Father," Lelia said, tugging at his father's arm. "He saved me from the robbers, is this how you thank your daughter for saving her life?"

"Garnier," Rodrapoye hurriedly beckoned. "Quick, tell the servants to prepare a banquet, and I will set up a banquet for your honored guests!"

"I'll tell you to go down!" Garnier replied hurriedly, striding away toward the kitchen in the backyard.

Wiggins, seeing the girl's genuine eyes and Rodra Poye's gracious invitation, had no choice but to agree.