Chapter 2: The Crow Tavern (Part II)

Brunan Garrylando had no self-consciousness as the owner of the Crow Tavern, and ignored the chattering complaints of the head maid of his tavern, Sister Louise, and took a few pieces of vellum paper to himself, half-crouched on the ground, rummaging through the boxes of leather skins piled up on the ground by Lorlist, while muttering in his mouth:

"Two black-scaled rhinoceros skins, this is the ...... that Tom from the armor shop wants"

"Five red-eyed black fox skins, the leather goods store Old Burke is booked ......"

"Three Ugin python skins, weapon shop Johnson wants to make a scabbard......"

"A bunch of brindle horn tendons, Chris is going to make a bowstring ......"

......

"What is this?" said Garillando, holding up a grayish-white one-meter-long bone.

"Legend has it that the arm bones of the sharp-billed dragon were made into bone sticks by the Le Mando natives of the Ruins Islands, which are light and extremely hard. This is what Sir Malef wants to collect. Lorist replied by putting down the roast goose in his hand.

The sharp-billed owl dragon is said to be a large bird artificially created by magicians thousands of years ago with night owls and dragon blood, and it is ferocious and aggressive, and it is now extinct. A complete skeleton was found in the remnants of what was once the realm of wizards a hundred years ago, and was named by scholars after its long, toothy mouth.

Sir Marluff was one of the more prominent regulars of the Rook Tavern, a nobleman of some principality, and when he got tired of political strife, he came to the city of Morente and bought a house not far from the Rook Tavern to live in seclusion. He prefers to collect strange and quirky things.

"Oh," since it was Sir Malef who asked for it, it was not surprising. Putting down the gray-white bone, Garillando picked up another wallet, in which were seven glass bottles like test tubes, and in the bottles were seven different colored liquids: "What is this?"

"The blood of the Seven Relics Islands Demonic Beasts, Professor Simpson of the White Rose Academy wants. He said that he had obtained an ancient book and asked me to get the blood of these seven Demonic Beasts of the Ruins Islands to give him, and he wanted to see if he could copy a potion recipe from the ancient book. Lorist explained.

Only then did Garilando discover that there was a small label attached to the bottom of the glass bottle, with the name of the monster written on it: "Ugin Python, Blue-backed Demon Wolf, Black-scaled Rhinoceros......"

"Simpson, this old fellow really has a lot of gold and no place to spend it, copy potions? It's a shame that he came up with it, how can he make potions without magicians and magic powers!"

"And what is this?" Garilando shook a thick bamboo tube, more than a meter long, sealed, and seemed to contain liquid inside, and shook with a rattling sound.

"Uh......" Lorist was a little embarrassed, hesitated and replied, "This is the Terrance donkey whip that El privately asked me to help him bring......"

Terence donkey whip, a specialty of the Relic Islands, is a well-known aphrodisiac, and is deeply loved by the majority of nobles and men with impotence and premature ejaculation.

"Flutter ......" When she heard that it was Elle who had privately asked Lorist to bring a Donkey Whip, Sister Louise covered her mouth and laughed.

Garrylando's face turned blue: "How can this be reasonable, this bastard boy needs aphrodisiac at a young age, and his cultivation does not grow, and he knows how to lie on a woman all day long, but he doesn't even lay an egg, so he must teach me a good lesson! ”

El, known as Brunan Evangelbert. The black boss of the three neighborhoods, a two-star swordsman with silver, is also Galillando's own nephew and only relative.

The cups and plates on the table were messy, Lorist raised the wine glass in his hand to Chef Mai Fat, drank the remaining fruit wine, took a long breath, and burped with satisfaction: "Sister Louise, let's see if old Luke at the back door has any business, if not, ask him to come and give me a haircut and trim my face." Also, open me a room upstairs, get some hot water, take a shower, and I'll sleep well. In addition, I will ask you to take the clothes in my rattan box and the clothes I am wearing to the laundry, and then go to Aunt Misha's ready-to-wear store to buy me a suitable new clothes, and hang them on the cabinet first. ”

Old Luke came quickly, and at this time he had no customers in the small barber shop he opened at the back door of the Red Crow Tavern, and as soon as he heard that it was Lorlist, he immediately packed up his tools and came over. Wrap Lorist in a black linen cover, then place a sparkling silver plate on the table that Sister Louise had cleaned up for a mirror, and then hold up a small barber scissors and a comb made of walrus ivory and ask, "The usual hairstyle?"

In the continent of Gelinthia, except for the nobility of some countries who have a specific hairstyle to show their status, they basically follow their preferences, but sometimes some wavy perm ponytail so-called fashionable hairstyles are popular. At this point, Lorist believes that there is no difference from the previous life, except that the barber tools are relatively backward.

Lorist has always liked to cut his hair short, that is, small flat heads, on the one hand, this is the impact of seven years of being a soldier in his previous life, and on the other hand, because it is easy to care for and quick to clean.

"Yes, as usual. Lorist sat up straighter.

Old Luke sighed and said, "Actually, little Locke, your black hair should be long, look, such pure black, how beautiful." The long ponytail must have been poured by many girls. ”

"Pull it down, keep it and clean it every day, it's too troublesome. By the way, old Luke, tell me what's new in the past six months?"

Old Luke likes to chat with people when he gets a haircut, and he can talk about any news in the vicinity, big or small.

While trimming his hair, he made a contemplative gesture: "It's nothing new, two months ago, Linde, who was selling fruit on a street corner, was hit by a startled horse and hit a stall, but he got a small amount of compensation from four Kingfords." Last month, Butcher Watt's prodigal lady and a mercenary ** were caught again, and the mercenary of the black iron rank was cut in the shoulder by Watt, laughing to death, Watt didn't wake up his fighting spirit. ”

"If anything, the newspapers published three months ago said that the fighting in the north had subsided, and that after two years of tireless efforts by the business alliances, the warring parties had finally reached a peace agreement. The newspaper said that the trade route to the north was shining with golden light, and in the past two months, the newspapers have published the news of recruiting mercenaries to escort or going to the north to buy shares, but they have also published a lot of robbers and robbers of the chamber of commerce going to the north. ”

"Oh, the Krissian Empire in the north is no longer at war?" Lorist really didn't expect that after going to the Ruins Islands for half a year, such a far-reaching event would happen on the Gallinthia Continent. As for the peace that the newspaper said was achieved through the efforts of the business alliance, no one took it seriously, and the powerful empire in the north has always been the mortal enemy of the Fude business alliance, and the two sides have been fighting three famous battles for more than 160 years. Six years ago, since the death of the old emperor of the empire, the three princes competed for the throne, and the happiest thing was the business alliance.

"Tell me, what's on the peace deal?" Lorist wondered what the business alliance had offered. The three princes and a dozen grand dukes of the northern empire fought for nearly six years, shattering a vast and powerful empire, with poor people and soldiers, and even those big nobles living on loans. If you want to say that there is no business alliance behind this, no one will believe it.

"Ah, I really haven't paid attention to this content, you know I'm just a hairdresser, and I don't care about any national affairs......" Old Luke was a little embarrassed.

"I know that. Old Thom was delighted, as a retired postal officer, and it had always been his hobby to comment on state affairs: "There are three main ones, the first of which is that the empire is divided into three kingdoms and seven grand duchies. In other words, the Krisson Empire, which was originally pressed on the head of the commercial alliance, is gone, and there will be no northern invasion wars in the future. The second is to keep the trade routes open, whether it is a kingdom or a principality, the commercial tax is one out of ten. Moreover, the chambers of commerce under the business alliance are free to open shops in the territories of the major lords and conduct commercial activities. The third was that the commercial alliance would provide the three kingdoms and the seven principalities with loans of varying amounts, at what appeared to be between seven and thirteen per cent of the rate. ”

"Brother Locke, I think you seem to be from the North. There was also a badge on the carriage that sent you to the academy back then, and it should be the size of a nobleman? Now that there is no war in the north, and the trade routes are open, don't you want to go home and have a look?" Chef Mai, who was sitting opposite, seemed to remember the scene of his first meeting with Lorist at the gate of the academy ten years ago, and asked after listening to everyone gossip about the north.

"Little Locke, are you from the Krisson Empire, or are you a nobleman?" said old Luke, fussed.

When the old emperor was still alive, he regularly ordered the border army to launch invasions on the Falcan Hill Plain, where the commercial alliance was located, especially those imperial nobles who took advantage of the fire to loot, and the private soldiers they brought did great harm to the people of the commercial alliance. As a resident of Moldant City, the capital of the Commercial Alliance, although he does not say that he shouts and kills the people of the Krisson Empire when he sees them, he has no good impression of those imperial nobles.

"To be precise, I'm a Northland native of the Krisson Empire, that is, a northern highlander. It's a few thousand miles away from here, the people of the Northland haven't come to the Mana Hill Plain to fight with the Business Alliance, it's too far away, and it will take two or three months to march alone. My father was a baron, and his territory was in the far north. I'm the second oldest in the family, with an older brother above and a younger brother below. It's not my turn to inherit the title of territory. Going to school in the city of Morente meant that the family had given up on me. Although there has been a war in the north for six years, my family and I have lost news seven years ago, which means that I have to support myself. So, now I'm from the city of Morente, and I have nothing to do with the Northlands or my family. Lorist explained.

"Well, in order to avoid disputes over their children's titles in the future, many nobles not only focus on the cultivation of heirs, but also adopt the methods of exile, division or marriage for other children. Cases like Locke the Younger are common, as his family is only a baron. Old Thom nodded in agreement.

Old Luke was quick to cut his hair, but he also took out a sharp blade to shave the hair on Lorlist's face and the stubble on his chin, and finally applied a little oil to protect his skin.

Lorist touched his smooth chin and was very satisfied, and generously gave Old Luke a small silver coin, and instructed Old Luke and Old Thom to serve a glass of black plum ale each, and put it in his account. Pick up the two swords of different lengths on the table, and follow Miss Louise to the second floor.

On the second floor of the Crow Tavern are eight rooms, four on the left and four on the left. The hallway is the staircase that leads to the third floor.

As soon as I went up to the second floor, I heard the hoarse voices of men and women cheering from a room on the left.

Lorist asked curiously, "Who, are you still tossing at this moment?"

Sister Louise didn't look back: "It's Michelle, who picked up the three black bear brothers for seven big silver coins at noon." It's been more than three hours of fuss, and I don't know if she can't get up at night. ”

Jumilie was also a maid in the tavern. As for the three black bear brothers, Lorist knows, the three brothers are all low-level mercenaries, and they practice fighting spirit in the army, the boss is a black iron two-star, and the second and third are still bronze-ranked. The three brothers were tall, black and strong, and were nicknamed the Black Bear Three Brothers, and over time, this nickname became the official name.

The room where Miss Louise took Lorist was the first room on the right side of the hallway, with a large tub and hot water in the room.

Lorist put down the two swords in his hand, pulled out the two daggers in his boots, and removed the sleeve quiver in his left arm, and couldn't wait to strip himself naked and burrow into the tub.

Sister Louise handed over a piece of pink soap with a floral scent, put the white linen towel next to the bathtub, cleaned up the clothes on the ground, found the money bag, sword buckle, waist bag, and belt on the table, and was about to go out and remembered something, returned to the bathtub and asked, "Little Locke, are you free for the night in three days?"

"I don't know, what's wrong?" Lorist lifted his face from the water and let out a long exhale.

"Well, three days later a girl from my village came to the tavern to work as a maid, and for the first time she wanted to sell it for a good price, and asked for two gold coins. Little Locke, you've made a lot of money this time, so I'll do my eldest sister a favor, okay?"

"Aren't there you, Jumilly, Sarah, and Nina in the tavern, why are you recruiting new people again?"

"Nina went back to get married last month and is not coming back. The girls in my village are also going to work in a tavern for two or three years, save enough money and then go back to get married. The eldest sister promised to find a handsome and generous guy for her first time, little Locke, will you help with this?"

Lorist was embarrassed to reply vaguely: "Let's talk about it......"

He sank himself into the water again.