"Coming with you, where are you going, Uruk's prison?" Horn glanced at Sonny, who nodded slightly. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't do that little gesture again, my eyes are so good!" shouted the middle-aged man who called for the throwing knife.

"Children, don't be suspicious. The archer walked up to the three of them, "In front of you is the inn opened by my friend, look at your expensive clothes, what kind of torture you have been, it's really distressing!"

"Inn?" Horn's stomach rumbled at the thought of steaming bread and beef. But he didn't trust the three people in front of him, he didn't speak kindly, he didn't shoot him with an arrow, he was a friend. What's more, the arrow may have really been missed. "Stand there and don't move, don't go any further. ”

"I'll shoot you anywhere I stand!" the archer frowned, but stopped.

"How far is it from here?" asked Sonny.

"The river, go up three miles," said the archer, "and you have horses anyway, and the three of us have to walk, how far can we?"

Sula looked as skeptical as Horn. "What do you mean by 'friend'?"

"Friend?" sighed the archer, "I thought you were a smart and beautiful aristocratic lady, and you should be from Nikko with an accent." A friend is a friend, don't you say the word friend in Sunshine City?"

"The shopkeeper used to be a mercenary," Throwing Knife interjected, "he's a friend of ours, and the four of us used to live by catching fugitives and getting some bounties for Uruk, and then he broke his leg during a mission, and we paid to open a post house for him, not far ahead." ”

"Forget it, Miss Childe doesn't appreciate it, so why should we force it. "There's no money to take care of them, and though the three clothes and the horses seem to be worth a few dollars, killing them will cause a lot of trouble." Throwing knives, archers, go, go, go. ”

"Wait. Sula stopped the archers who had turned around, "Is there a room there?"

"If you don't feel dirty, noble lady," said the archer, "but don't expect a feather bed, or a lame man who will make you lemon cake for dessert, you see, we are a bunch of mercenaries who live off the bounty. ”

"I'm sorry, Miss Childe," Flying Knife smiled, "there's only duck tonight, I'll roast it, and lame will make duck bone soup." ”

"Who else is there?" Horn asked, "more than one person?"

"Of course, we have spent all our savings, helped the lame to marry a wife, and when we are young, we are no worse than this noble lady!" said the mercenary, with a proud face.

"We would pay for the room and the ducks. Horn got on his horse, "But you have to go ahead, and we'll follow behind on horseback." Also, you'd better not pay attention to this noble lady, she is the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Hollis in Sunshine City, and if she makes any mistakes, Lord Mullen may not be able to set foot on Uruk. ”

"If we tried to make trouble for ourselves, you would have died a long time ago!" the mercenary looked displeased.

The archer smiled. "Front, back, it doesn't matter. Come on, children, let's lead the way, and the journey to the Painful Forest is over!"

After setting out, the two boys rode slowly, with Sula following behind, and the three men and the walker kept the torches in the light of the torches as they walked up the river. But after a while, they unknowingly caught up with it. The mercenary walked quickly, his green cloak fluttering behind him. "Children, can you tell us why you are here in Uruk?" he asked, "Uruk is too far away for the North City and Nikko." ”

"Do you know the Marquis de Barr?" asked Horn, sitting in the saddle.

"Fat Barr?" the archer interjected.

"Yes, his second son is going to marry this young lady beside me. Horn pretended to be sad, "but she hadn't even seen the boy's face." So, she asked us to come to Uruk to see if the boy was as good as the Marquis de Barr had said. ”

"And the result?" the mercenary asked, "do you see?"

"Don't mention it, we're lost. Sonny sighed.

"Beautiful young lady, this is the disadvantage of being a nobleman. The mercenary shrugged, "For us, marriage is a family and children, but for you, it is an alliance of power and power, and we can only express sympathy." ”

"yes. Sula lowered her purple eyes as she matched the two boys' performance.

After walking a short distance, a two-story post house with lights up appears in front of you. It stands at the bend of the creek, with a stable next to the house, a vegetable garden behind it, the whole wooden structure, the exterior walls are painted white, and the chimney is full of green smoke, everything is normal, even a little kind, it really does not look like a gangster's lair.

After dismounting, Horn saw a sign hanging outside the door. "Lame inn. He read softly.

The archer pushed the door open. Entering the lobby was probably enough to accommodate a dozen people, but what appeared was a woman who was not too young and not too beautiful, compared to Sula. No, she couldn't compare to Sulla.

"Holy shit, I thought you three were dead outside, and you weren't coming back!" The woman was short and fat, with freckles all over her face, and when she saw the three of them, she immediately crossed her waist and shouted, "Archer, take off your damn boots for me!

"I shot four ducks!" Arch pointed to his belt.

The woman crashed into it like a chariot, glaring at the archer. "Are you deaf?!" her roar was like a thunderbolt. "I don't care if you hit a few ducks, what does that have to do with my floor?!I'm finally warning you that from now on, you won't be allowed to stain my floor with your dirty boots!

"Alright, alright, hear me!" the archer scratched his ear. With a helpless face, he untied all the ducks and handed them over to the woman.

The woman grabbed it and turned her head. "Husband, come on, your three stinky brothers are back!" she turned her voice a little quieter, "Who are you three?

"Don't mind," the mercenary tilted his head towards Horn, "she's just loud and good-hearted, so she's good to us." ”

"You say yes, we'll pay for the bedrooms and the meals anyway. Horn pulled out a chair and sat down, sighing. Sura and Sonny sat down with them, and the archer rubbed his boots on the side, but they didn't take them off.

At the same time, a man came up from the cellar, wearing a stained apron. He was a head taller than the woman, with a chubby face, and signs of herpes could be seen on his loose yellow skin. "Coming, coming, wife, don't call, what the hell is going on?" he looked at the people who were crowding the hall, "Yo, here are the guests?"