At first, Kane mistook it for some kind of coveted beauty, but then he realized that it was not the case at all, and he could not find any obscenity in the young man's eyes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's just that Kane still thinks this young man is very strange, a feeling that can't be said, that is, there is a kind of unprovoked resistance that naturally derives from his heart, and it is the first time for him who has always been hospitable.

However, seeing that he had followed the etiquette at this time, and that this was a public place in the bar, there was no reason for them to occupy it, so he moved his chair to make way for a vacant seat, and said, "Of course, it may seem a little crowded, if you don't mind." ”

The young man seemed determined to sit down, and in the face of Kane's words, he smiled mildly, "Isn't that warmer? ”

When he had finished speaking, he brought a chair and sat down, and then he put the barrel of log, which was more than a foot high, on the table, and said to Kane, "How about tasting my wine?" ”

Mutt, who was greedy for glasses, heard this, his eyes lit up, and the unhappiness of being disturbed by strangers disappeared, and he gave the wine glass over and said unceremoniously: "Is it? Then I have to taste it." ”

The oak glass was soon filled with wine, the same color as before, but more crystalline, and even a little viscous, like sliding silk, and the bubbles on it were long gone.

A fruity aroma that I can't say can be said to come in first, and everyone who didn't pay much attention to it smelled this wine aroma and immediately came to their senses.

Kane was also very curious to take a sip of the oak glass, and the sweetness of the taste buds made him can't believe that this is the previous ale.

"Oh my God, what kind of fruit is this? It tastes amazing!" said Mutt as he slammed his mouth

"It was given to a friend who lives in the forest, and they love all things good in the world, in addition to singing and dancing, wine and food are also their favorites. The young man took a sip of the wine glass, then filled it for everyone, and kindly reminded, "But don't be greedy, this wine is easy to catch." ”

"If you can, let me get drunk here!" said Mutter

"I still have a lot of spices like this. The young man shrugged his shoulders indifferently

"Hahaha, I like you kid, my name is Mutt, Imperial First Class!"

"Roshi, a wandering mage who calls the world home. ”

As a rare resource, magicians have always been firmly controlled by the empire, but there are exceptions to everything, there are some magicians who have not joined the imperial ministry of magic, but this group of people is actually because of their low strength in most cases, and the empire looks down on them, after all, in terms of the empire's preferential treatment of magicians, no one can refuse such a generous treatment.

That being said, Kane doesn't equate the young man with the depressed magician, and the ever-clever Troy has the same vision.

From the moment the young man sat down, he never stopped looking at each other, and now he took the wine glass and said, "Your cloak must be important to you, oh, hello, my name is Troy." ”

After he reminded him, Kane noticed that under the shabby cloak, a black dress could be faintly seen, with a silk texture, gold wire edging, and there seemed to be a flame pattern on it.

Roshi's gaze stopped at Troy: "You should not have the same name as a friend of mine, and you have the same intelligence, this rare talent will surely win you glory and wealth in the future." ”

After a pause, he explained lightly: "It was also sent by a friend, but I met a group of not very friendly people some time ago. Reptiles, I just wanted them to do me a small favor, but they entertained me with fire. ”

"You've got so many friends," exclaimed Troy

"Hehe, we're friends now, aren't we?" he asked rhetorically

"Haha, that's a good point!" Mutter agreed

Roshi was very talkative, not like Doro or Lo Yan, but a strong social skill, but in a short time, he was integrated into the group, making jokes and no one felt wrong about it.

As time passed, the unprovoked sense of resistance in Kane's heart gradually faded, and after three rounds of drinking, Roshi shook his wine glass, suddenly looked at Kane, and then looked at Yu Xili, and asked, "Brother Kane, are you her guardian knight?"

Gloomy shivered slightly, glanced at Kane secretly, and grasped the corners of her skirt tightly with both hands.

I don't know why he suddenly asked this, Kane shook his head, just wanted to deny it, but inadvertently remembered the promise he had made in the cave, so he said, "I promised before, but I'm not a knight yet." ”

He spread his hand and made a helpless expression, then Kane raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "How do you know this?"

"Magician... Of course, they know the past and the future. He smiled mysteriously.

After a pause, he suddenly took a wine jug from his waist and handed it to Kane: "If you want to protect her, it's not okay to be too weak, this is a gift from a friend of mine, a gadget configured with the heart of a dragon plus the fountain of immortality of the elves and the blood of lava, I named it 'The Attachment of the Gods' This bottle is unique in the entire continent, and it will help you a lot if you drink him back." ”

Of course, Kane wouldn't believe his obvious exaggerated joke, and took the flask and was about to unscrew the lid on it, but then Roshi stopped: "Hey, this is not wine, and it is not for you to drink now, it is better to go back to the place where you rest, because when you drink... But it's a little uncomfortable. ”

What is this? deliberately arousing curiosity and attracting attention? ushering in attention? a means of socializing?

Kane subconsciously thought so, then tied the flask around his waist, and never remembered it again.

"Jingle bell!"

At this moment, a crisp wind chime sounded not far away, and then the ruffled door of the bar was pushed open, and a figure walked in, and this person caught Kane's attention.

This is an Imperial soldier in his thirties.

Dressed in a standard Imperial uniform, he has a major medal on his chest, and the standing griffon tattooed on his left chest shows his identity more clearly-

Glory Knight!

All of a sudden, Kane's eyes were focused.

Kane is no stranger to the Glory Knight, and can even be said to be very familiar.

As one of the Empire's top combat units, each of the Glorious Knights has the strength of silver and gold levels and above, guarding the Cachino Fortress for many years, and their legends can be heard all over the continent.

As their name suggests, this is an army that regards glory as its life, and being a part of it is a supreme honor in itself.

Once upon a time, Kane's dream was to become a Knight of Glory, and even to the Northlands was largely due to that.

It's just that the glorious knight in front of him at this time is completely different from what he has seen.

His uniform was tattered and stained with mud, his hair was disheveled, his beard had probably not been repaired for a long time, and he looked scruffy like a homeless man on the street.

Even more striking are his eyes!

The glorious knights Kane had seen in the fortress before were always heroic and vigorous, and their piercing eyes were always full of pride and pride like a burning flame, shining brighter than the sun.

The glorious knight in front of him was star-glazed, his face was dejected, and he was lifeless, standing in front of him like a soulless shell, a walking corpse.

His eyes were red, his body was full of wine and stench, he staggered to the bar, and shouted at the boss twice without raising his head.

A barrel and an oak cup were brought to him, and without saying a word he poured the glass and poured it down, the spill sliding down his dirty neck and into his collar, but he ignored it.

Knights of Glory...

Looking at this scene, the few people sitting at the table fell silent.

They knew what had made this glorious knight what he was like.

Because they didn't keep their oaths and didn't defend the Cachino fortress, the orcs went south, leaving the entire empire in dire straits.

The self-blame and guilt of betraying their faith is the nightmare that torments them from sleeping.

After a moment's hesitation, Kane picked up the oak glass and prepared to get up.

He wanted to say something to the knight, even if it was just a simple 'man, don't do this, it's not your fault, no one wants a disaster.' ’

He didn't know where the impulse came from, and he didn't know what the point of saying it was, but he really didn't want to watch his former faith sink like this.

But before he could get over, there was an angry scream in the tavern.

"Glory Knight, bullshit Glory Knight!" a diner kicked over the chair in front of him, raised his hand at the Glory Knight, and angrily said to his companion in front of him, "Why can't I say this group of useless waste, shit, what have they done?