Although Mo Cha is usually timid, he is still good at dealing with two little thieves. He www.biquge.info went straight back to his seat, and he wasn't going to ask for the dagger.

Mo Tea doesn't like to cause trouble to everyone, after all, this is someone else's territory, not the wilderness.

Maybe he has already violated the law here, and if he still has evidence, maybe he will be extorted a lot.

"Oh my God! look! the horse thief is back! hahaha! quick, bring me another drink!" said Yoda, with his teeth and claws, as if someone would give him a bag of gold as soon as he peed a soak of tea.

Jager meekly picked up a wine glass from the ground and handed it to Yoda, telling him to have an honest convulsion himself, lest he do something stupid.

Yoda is good at everything, has a good character, can fight and work, but after drinking, he is completely crazy, and his behavior is illogical, and he may do something in the next second.

For example, last time, Yoda drank too much, and then he took off his pants and showed his dick dancing on the table, causing the mercenaries to fight with the whole tavern, and he doesn't remember what happened afterwards.

In short, if Yoda drinks too much, the mercenaries of the Iron Blood Regiment will provide for him like his grandfather. Of course, the mercenaries are not afraid of fighting, they are just very humiliating.

"Hey, did you hear that? It is said that next week, the lords of Decherim City will hold a competitive tournament to recruit a new army. ”

"Yes, that's a good thing!" In the corner, the sound of two travelers talking came to everyone's ears.

"I didn't expect to be so lucky. Hearing the words of the two travelers, Karadus's eyes lit up. "Let's go too!"

Mo Mocha shook his head: "I'll just place a bet, and I'll leave it to you young people to play on the field!"

Kradus said confidently: "Don't worry, our team will definitely be able to win the championship in the competition." ”

Mo Cha suddenly turned to look at Mark. "You don't seem to be very interested. ”

Mark was stunned, but he didn't expect the topic to move to himself. He thought for a while and said: "It's not that I'm not interested, I just think that being able to participate in the athletic conference is not an ordinary person, rather than setting an excessively high goal for myself early, it is better to keep a normal mind on the ground, and naturally I won't be so disappointed at that time." ”

Mo Cha nodded and said approvingly: "You really know a lot. ”

"What kind of fallacy is that?" Merck retorted unconvinced. "Fifty years of life is like a dream, like a drop in the ocean, small but a thing. If, as you say, nothing fights, what is the point of a man's life?"

Merck was so adamant that neither Cha nor Mark had noticed that the young Swadia mercenary could say that.

Mark was about to retort when the door to the tavern suddenly opened, and several soldiers armed with spears entered the tavern in two groups.

The last to enter was a majestic knight, in his early thirties, dressed in a delicate suit of chain mail, a white blouse, a short knife at his waist, and a two-handed sword of astonishing length behind his back.

As soon as he entered the door, the knight immediately attracted the attention of most of the people in the tavern, and it was not difficult to imagine how envious they were of the knight who entered the door with those who were unwilling to sit in the tavern.

However, Alleyne noticed that some people nervously held their hands quietly in the arms dealers hidden in their clothes.

"We have been ordered to apprehend the spy hiding in the tavern, so please forgive me. With a wave of his hand, the knight immediately lowered their spears as if they were facing the enemy.

Most of the people in the tavern chose to cooperate, including the tavern owner and the two men hired by the owner, everyone lined up in a line, checked by two soldiers one by one, and the other soldiers remained vigilant.

When a certain person was found, the man suddenly pushed away the soldier who was about to search him, and shouted hysterically as he threw himself towards the door of the tavern: "Don't believe him, everyone, he is going to kill us all." ”

The knight's eyes suddenly appeared, and he pulled out the big sword behind his back with a swoop, and stabbed forward as he turned around.

The man was stabbed in the face at the door of the tavern, the sharp tip of the sword piercing through his back and chest, and the hand was still stretched forward as he fell, as if full of infinite attachment to the world outside the tavern.

The crowd was suddenly silent, and the little complaint that had just been there immediately became silent.

Just when everyone decided to endure the calm and take a step back to open the sky, a person in the crowd held a dagger in both hands, and the muscles of his face became extremely hideous due to the twisting.

The direction he rushed in was the knight who had killed a man with a sword and had not yet turned around.

It is not so much that this man ran fast, but that his sudden attack was beyond everyone's expectations, and the timing was just right.

Having just killed a person, whether it is a drinker in the tavern, or a soldier or knight who has come to carry out a mission, it is natural that it is reasonable to kill a troublemaker, and the rest should be honestly obeyed.

Therefore, people's vigilance is naturally relaxed a lot.

Merck, who reacted at this time, picked up a wine bottle on the table and threw it out.

The wine bottle smashed accurately on the head of the assassin, shattering into pieces, and the assassin stumbled, originally aimed at the dagger in the gap between the neck.

In the end, it was the knight's back that pierced into it, and the heavy armor also defused most of the damage for the knight.

The knight roared angrily, picked up his great sword and brought a whirlwind, the assassin could not dodge, his neck was split in half, his mouth opened and closed, and blood bubbled in his mouth between opening and closing, and he could not live.

A soldier retrieved a rag with writing on it from the body.

The knight took the rag, and after reading it, his expression eased a lot, presumably because the spy knew that he would inevitably find this cloth if he searched it, and knew that there was no hope of escape, so he took the risk of death.

"Well done, young man, you helped us catch the enemy spy. The knight walked up to Merck and complimented, then added, "It saved my life." ”

"I'm just doing my part, Mr. Sir. Merck said blandly.

"What's your name?" asked the knight.

"My name is Merck. Merck replied.

"I remember this kindness, and when the little brother needs help in the future, he will definitely repay him. With that, the knight strode out of the tavern with a long group of spear soldiers.

After this episode, the tavern returned to calm, and fights and brawls were commonplace, so the drinkers didn't feel anything awkward, and when it was over, they continued to do what they had to do. (To be continued.) )