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Viscount Modo not only beat the 'thugs' in front of the master of 'Sika', but also broke his legs.

Of course, everyone present knew that this was actually what William meant.

"Good, good! You're doing a great job!"

Sika laughed angrily, ignoring the screams of the stout men lying on the ground, their legs dripping with blood.

He grabbed a stunned soldier beside him and shouted hoarsely: "What are you doing in a daze! Go back to the barracks outside the city and report it!"

"Oh, oh!"

The stunned soldier suddenly came to his senses, stumbled and ran towards the outside of the tavern, and Viscount Modo did not stop him when he saw this scene.

"William, you're kind! you wait for me to wait!" Schika's bloodshot eyes slammed the table.

William's brow furrowed.

He took out a handkerchief from his arms, fanned the dust on the table, and said slowly: "Young Master Sika, I won't leave, I'll stay here until you call someone." ”

After a pause, William suddenly smiled. He said to Crean, who had been standing behind him, "Young Master Sika is very angry now, you go and get some cold beer, it can be regarded as my treat, and cool down Young Master Sika." ”

Kerian couldn't help laughing, the corners of his mouth curled, but he couldn't help laughing. He strode away and walked to the tavern counter, where a glass of beer with ice cubes was quickly placed on the table under the flustered manipulation of two tavern staff.

William gently pushed the beer glass, pushed it in front of Sika and said, "Young Master William, I have a treat, I don't want money." ”

In the face of William's ridicule, Sika was furious.

As soon as he swept it, the beer glass swept to the ground, and with a 'snap', the beer cup made of fine ceramic fire shattered.

William's face suddenly turned cold: "Young Master Sica, General Carlo didn't teach you, what is politeness?"

Schika sneered, his eyes fixed on William, his gaze as sharp as a sharp knife.

William was not afraid, and looked at him lightly.

The atmosphere was solemn and tense, like a boulder, pressing on everyone's hearts, making everyone a little breathless.

However, the scene that worried Viscount Mordo did not happen.

In the end, Shika still didn't make a move and restrained his emotions.

Time passed minute by minute, and everyone felt that the days were like years.

Ten minutes later, the ruffian who had run out earlier ran back in a panic. He rushed to Sika, panting like a cow and said, "Young Master Sika, General Carlo... He..."

"What the hell is he, is he stammering?" said Sika angrily, like an angry bull.

The soldier's face showed an expression that was more embarrassed than crying, "General Carlo, he asked Master Sika to bring someone back, and said... He also said that this matter was over in the end, and we would assemble in the afternoon, organize the formation and return to the imperial capital to report on our work. ”

Hearing this, Sika was stunned for a moment, and looked at the ruffian with some unresponsiveness.

The soldier was about to cry, and repeatedly defended: "Young Master Sika, I really heard me right! Moreover, this is what General Carlo told me personally, and he asked Young Master Sika to go back immediately without delay." ”

Schika's face was as gloomy as water.

William smiled slightly, "Master Sika, if you want to drink beer, you can come back next time." There's no need to rush for a while, it's still important to get down to business, go back quickly. ”

"William, I'm not done with you about this matter!"

Sika gritted his teeth, and after saying that, he rudely pushed away the guards who were blocking in front of him, and was about to stride away.

"Young Master Sika, and me, you can't leave us here!" Just as Sika walked to the door of the tavern, the stout man who was lying on the ground with his legs broken broke cold sweat on his forehead, hurriedly shouted.

"A bunch of embarrassing idiots! Hurry up and carry them back!" Sika finally couldn't take it anymore, and angrily slapped a ruffian beside him, leaving a bright red five-finger print.

The soldier ruffian was stunned for a moment, he covered his face, only felt the burning pain on his face, but he had to command the rest of the ruffians, one carrying one on his back, and carrying the stout man back.

"Close!"

After Sika and the others left, Viscount Modo smiled at William, and immediately commanded loudly.

The guards in armor immediately formed their formation, led by a captain of the guards, and walked out of the tavern.

The originally crowded tavern soon became spacious again as everyone left.

At this time, Crean couldn't help but show a worried look on his face, and said to William, "Young Master William, is this really good?"

William was slightly stunned.

Crean explained, "Actually, I was just intimidating them, but just now...... Young Master William, you actually let Viscount Modo make a move and broke those people's legs. ”

"If you do this, you will directly offend General Carlo to death! Although we have the support of Young Master Lei Ao, I am still very worried..."

Before Crean could finish speaking, William smiled and said, "Even if I don't break their legs, General Carlo will think that I don't know how to lift." Since we have already made a grudge, what are we afraid of, offend more, the enemy is unhappy, we will be happy. ”

After a pause, William suddenly turned his head, glanced at everyone present, and said slowly: "The most important thing is that they beat my people, and I have to give justice to my subordinates." ”

Fair?

When everyone present heard this, especially the tavern staff who had been abused before and were almost beaten, a trace of emotion rose in their hearts.

Crean, in particular, felt the deepest.

He was originally a thief in Wildfire Town who everyone hated and hated, and everyone shouted and beat him, but since the day he met William, William used a silver coin to make him understand a lot of what dignity is and what trust is.

It's ridiculous, it's just a silver coin, and when Crian is lucky, he can sometimes steal a gold coin or two a day.

However, it was that silver coin, which he still kept carefully and carried with him all the time.

.........

The incident of General Carlo's spying on the Lester family's beer business soon passed.

The impact is also being eliminated day by day.

A few days later, in Wildfire Town, the Lester family's tavern was renovated, and the business gradually increased, returning to the level of earning more than 3,000 gold coins a day.

However, there is no such thing as an impermeable wall.

Just when William thought that this matter would pass away, his father, Baron Bazado, would never find out, he did not expect that it would eventually be exposed.

Speaking of which, the cause also appeared in the Governor's Palace of the Kuwaiti Province.

One evening, the governor of Kuwait, the old man with half his foot in the coffin, took time off his busy day to visit the sunset town in person.

Baron Bazado naturally greeted him with a smile.

However, what Baron Bazado never expected was that nominally, the old man had come to visit him and inspect the development of Sunset Town.

In fact, the old man came in a panic to make amends.

Ever since he received a letter from the Monro family, he has been unable to sleep at night.

He has been looking for an opportunity to spit out the 30,000 gold coins that he had used to pit William and return them to the Lester family.

Originally, there was no problem, but the old man was not looking for William first, but William's father, Baron Bazado.

This matter naturally showed its feet.

Finally, Baron Bazado sent the Governor away with a smile on his face, and turned around and yelled at the old butler Bill: "What about William's boy? where is he dead? Call me that boy quickly!"

When he was an hour, William appeared in Baron Bazado's study, bowing his head and not saying a word, as if he was a good boy who admitted his mistakes.

Seeing this scene, Bazado's anger also disappeared by half, and he couldn't bear to blame his son.

However, the so-called 'capital crime can be avoided, but living crime cannot be escaped'.

Baron Bazado closed his study, put down his heavy duties, and told William a lot of great truths in a serious tone.

William's ears were calloused, but he did not show the slightest impatience, and listened word by word, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that God had given him another father.

In the previous life, when I wanted to listen to my father's various teachings, time was gone, my father spent his head in vain, and when he grew up and was sensible, he regretted it and lost that opportunity.

But I didn't expect that this life would come back again, making up for the regrets of the previous life.

"Do you remember them all?" asked Baron Bazado, relieved.

"Remember them all. William smiled sincerely, and there was a faint feeling of being surrounded by happiness in his heart.

"Well, repeat what I just said. Baron Bazado said suddenly.

"Huh? Father, I'm sorry, I forgot. William was stunned.

"What I just said!" Baron Bazado glared.

"I just forgot. William tried to argue.

Baron Bazado was furious, and shouted outside the door of the study: "Butler Bill, where is my leather whip?

"Father, don't!" William snatched the door and fled.