After settling into the Half-Horse Tavern, Alleyne took his tea and wandered around the streets of Zhivadine. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because he didn't want to miss this rare opportunity, it was still early before dark, so Alleyne gave everyone a holiday to let everyone have a good look around the city.

Alleyne's favorite thing is to go to the bazaar. There are always all kinds of people crowded there, and it is easiest to understand the customs here.

He is curious about everything, and he is eager to know everything about the goods, the people, and the culture.

It's like I've never seen the world, and I look like I'm fuss and full of fantasy when I see everything.

After laughing at the tea, Ellen didn't expect that he would scream in a gaffe the next moment.

The smiling clay puppets have realistic expressions and different movements, and the surface is coated with a layer of smooth colored glaze, and even these children's toys have clothing details.

Typical Oriental imports. Oriental artworks have rarely been circulated in the past hundred years, and God has descended to punish the ghosts and gods in the world, not only in the West Asian continent, but also in the Oriental continent. Therefore, goods from the Oriental continent rarely come here.

Alleyne immediately paid for the three clay figurines. In fact, there are better dolls with gold paint, or even pure jade dolls, but the price is really staggering.

Oriental art is already very sought after, and now it is a special period, and his pocket says he can't afford it.

Suddenly, the sound of a clay pot breaking broke the harmonious and lively atmosphere of the market, and also brought a series of troubles.

Alleyne and Mama Tea were squatting on the side of the road waiting for a sweet potato, and the dry and cold air was filled with a sweet aroma.

A young man with slightly curly hair fell to the ground with his hands on the ground, while his collar was being tugged at by a drunkard-looking man.

The young man had a magnificent sword pinned to his waist, but he had no intention of drawing it to defend himself.

The result is a strange picture: a swaying drunkard beating a young man who may have received formal training to the head of a knight-like nobleman.

Alleyn was so frightened that the sweet potato in his hand almost fell to the ground, and he and Mo Cha glanced at each other and threw away the sweet potato in his hand.

As soon as Alleyne grasped the hilt of his sword and quickly pulled it out of the sword case, he pressed the tip of his sword in front of him in a battle stance.

Mo Cha yelled at the young man who was squatting on the ground and hugging him: "Hey, draw your sword!

Suddenly the street became lively, and in the middle of the street gathered a large group of people, of all shapes, of all kinds of clothes, and of all faces, and in a dense circle.

The people standing behind them stretched out their necks, as if they were trying to make their bodies a few feet taller at once

And the people who were lucky enough to stand in front seemed to be desperately trying to expand their bodies, lest the scene they saw would be peeked at by the people behind.

In this competition where you push me and I squeeze you, there are words that come out of many mouths. The street is indeed lively.

Irene didn't have time to heed the young man's reaction, and took the lead in attacking the drunkard.

The drunkard looked arrogant, and threw the bottle of wine in his hand at him without fear of death. With a twist of his wrist, Alleyne slashed the bottle in half with a powerful slash.

Another dodged and rushed to the drunkard's side, stabbed and kicked him in the stomach mercilessly, and taught him to be a man in minutes.

The drunkard stumbled and was kicked to the ground by Alleyne.

Alleyne unceremoniously placed the sword around his neck, deliberately pretending to be dark, revealing a seeping smile.

The drunkard's drunkenness was half awakened by Alleyne, which was told to Alleyne by his gaffe pants.

Mo Mocha also walked over, put the sword in his hand on the other side of his neck, and showed a gloomy face very cooperatively, as if it was the line of a professional gangster: "Boy, you are very arrogant." ”

The drunkard's face began to sweat profusely with fear, and his legs did not obey him, but trembled like chaff.

Feeling that it was almost over, Alleyne gave Mocha a look, put his sword down, and the drunkard fled in fright.

Ellen looked with satisfaction in the direction of the drunkard's escape, and put the blade on his shoulder guard in a cool pose.

Then he heard Mo Cha ask the young man, "Why didn't you fight back just now?"

Mark got up from the ground, patted his mud-stained clothes with his hand, and said with a righteous face, "The man didn't mean to hurt me, he was just drunk." And those who practice chivalry do not denounce violence against civilians. ”

When he heard this, Alleyne thought he had a lot of earwax. Then I realized that the other party was talking seriously, and suddenly I felt a little headache.

I wonder this kid's brain was broken? No, he was just punched twice.

He wouldn't really want to be a righteous partner, would he? Alleyne couldn't believe that there really could be such a naïve and stupid fool in this world.

Mo Cha continued to ask, "Then how did you get into trouble with that guy?"

"That's .........."

Originally, this afternoon, the young man passed by the tavern, and suddenly heard the people who escaped from it say that someone inside had gone crazy.

So he rushed in to help without saying a word, but he didn't expect that the drunkard was actually very strong, and the idiot knight who had just plunged into the battle was suddenly arrested.

And then because "those who practice chivalry do not denounce violence against civilians." For such a nonsense reason, he was dragged by the drunkard from the west gate to the east gate, and the enthusiastic people along the way rushed to watch his cowardice.

Now about a third of the people in Wang Du knew about it, and maybe for days on end he would be the talk of the street about how a knight was dragged a few hundred meters by a drunken drunkard.

Alleyne seemed to feel dizzy. Is this guy really worth my rescue? Genius idiot! And worse, the Kingdom Guard is neither deaf nor stupid, and must be on their way.

This is someone's territory, and it's better to have less trouble. Alleyne thought to himself.

So, they said goodbye to each other and left in a hurry without knowing their names.