Chapter 048: Village North Inn

The person in the cage next door heard the sound and also opened his eyes. "Here," said the man, "my lord, I, give water, water." "He was an old man, with a gray beard and a bald top covered with speckled brown age spots.

Behind the old man was another deceased, with a red beard, a ragged gray bandage wrapped around his left ear and temple, and the most terrible thing was that between his legs, there was a hole with a brown scab, and the flesh was blurred in it. And then there was a fat man, and the cage was so small that it was impossible to imagine how they had stuffed him in the first place. The fence pressed into his stomach in agony, flesh bulged out from between the bars, and the late autumn wind froze him bright red from head to toe. As he moved, the cage swayed and creaked.

"Why did you ransack the village and leave the grass behind?" Sonny asked them.

Hearing his words, the fat man opened his eyes. The corners of his eyes were covered with chilblains, so much so that Sonny thought of a boiled egg floating on a plate of blood, the yolk of which was black. "Water...... Drink...... My lord...... Water ......"

"Why?" he asked again.

"Leave them alone, boy," the Count told him, "it's a matter for Bone Village, and none of your business. ”

"What did they do?" Sonny turned to look at the person he was talking to.

"They cut down twenty-six people in the village of Shiqiao, half a day's journey from here," explained the Earl, "that they were looking for our lord's son, phew! Lord Horn was the one they could find?!, but they couldn't find it, so they began to kill, loot, set fires, and **** He pointed at the corpse that was supposed to be the root of his life but became a bloody hole. "That guy deserves it! Okay, let's go. ”

"One bite, just one bit......e," the old man shouted, "all right...... Child, just one bite. The old man raised his arm with difficulty, grabbed the fence, and the cage shook violently, "Water, just a mouthful...... One bite ......"

He looked at his filthy hair, messy beard, and red eyes, as their lips began to crack and bleed from thirst. The old man squeezed out a finger from the iron fence, "Water, one mouthful...... Okay, kid...... Just one bite ......"

Sonny takes the cup out of the saddle bag, unties the water bag, and begins to pour water into the cup. "What do you want to do, boy?" cried the Earl, "it's none of your business. He turned a deaf ear and ignored it, and continued to pour water into the cup. Water splashes on his fingers and sleeves, but Sonny doesn't move until the cup fills up. As he turned and walked towards the cage, the Count came over to stop: "Stay away from them, boy—"

"He's the son of Lord Kenny. Sersi on the side said in a deep voice.

The earl stared blankly at the silver-haired young man in front of him, and swallowed his saliva unconsciously. Immediately, he fell to his knees in front of Sonny's boot with a puff, and knocked his head three times in a row, while chanting: "Offended, sir, sir, offended......"

"Even Lord Kenny wouldn't put people in cages and die of thirst. Sersi shook his head, "If you admire Kenny Dalton so much, why don't you learn from him and send them to hang?"

"The bandits killed my father, my mother and sister. The Count straightened up and looked up at the glass of water above his head.

The gap between the fences was too narrow to pass the cup in, but Sonny was as tall as his father and could lift his hand to the top of the cage. The old man looked up with difficulty, and he poured the water down. The old man sucked eagerly, and the water ran down his head, face, and hands, and he went to lick the damp fence again. If Sonny hadn't hurriedly pulled his hand, the guy would probably have licked his fingers. Then he fed the other two people the same way, and the group of villagers had just come to watch, but no one said anything to stop them.

"In the name of Dalton's wolf pattern, give these unknown bandits the death penalty and execute them immediately. After feeding the water, Sonny said softly. Immediately, Sersi drew a dagger from his belt and slashed his throat.

Sonny didn't look at the bodies again, and went into the inn first. The hall was narrower than he had imagined, with only two long tables and a dilapidated bar, the windows were shattered, half of the roof was burned, but the holes were filled, and the smell of mold and old ash wafted through the air. He sat down at one of the tables, reached for the kettle, and found it empty, with the sound of the wooden door being pushed open behind him. “...... It's Kenny's kid, don't ask so much, you know?" he heard Uncle Selsey say.

"Sonny-sama, just now—" The Count saw Sonny pointing to the kettle, and immediately changed his words, "I'm sorry, my lord, since my mother was killed, this inn is no longer used for guests, but as a meeting hall for the guards, so it's a bit of a mess. He picked up the kettle on the table, turned to a young man behind him, "Go, boil water for Lord Sonny, boil more, the two adults must want to take a bath after a long journey." In addition, let Aunt Shi come over to cook, remember to let her bring her own spatula and ingredients, if it is not enough, go to the village chief to borrow it, go quickly. ”

After a while, a middle-aged woman with a thick Nipur accent, a tear mole in the corner of her eye, red hair, scantily dressed, and still charming pushed the door into the inn. "Yo, I have the privilege of being able to cook for Lord Kenny's child, what a manifestation of the god Namu!" she seemed to spot Sonny sitting at the table, and stepped forward to look him up and down, "Look, what a great lad! this arm, this face, this dress...... Ouch, he's still blushing like a girl. Well, you're going to have to be busy now, little Count!"

"Presumptuous!" the Count roared in a low voice, glaring fiercely at Aunt Shi like a child who blames a wrongdoer.

"What's the matter? you want to eat what I've cooked, and you can't let me see it?" the woman shrugged nonchalantly, turning and walking to the kitchen.

"My lord, don't be like her," the Earl explained softly after Aunt Shi left, "her husband and son were killed by bandits, and your actions just now inadvertently angered some people here, even Lord Kenny's son, should not be ...... I think you can see what I mean. ”

After a few more moments, two of the boys of the escort brought a large bucket of hot water, and Sonny followed them into a room full of holes. As soon as he undressed, two maids walked in, arguing about whether he was Lord Kenny's child or not, and scattering flower petals into the bathtub.

Sonny ordered them to go out, but they didn't comply, so he simply jumped into the water in his shirt, and the girls didn't care, and picked up a brush and rubbed his back so hard that it almost wiped off a layer of skin. They took the tattered garment and brought him a set of white-washed cotton clothes, and when Sonny put on the garment, he had no time to take care of so much, and hurried out of the room.

When I sat down in the hall, the table was already full of dishes, and there were several girls dressed as waitresses, most of whom were young and Peugeot. "My lord, come and have lunch, Aunt Shi's cooking is the best in the whole Stone Bone Village!" said the Earl with a smile.