Three tall horses galloped past the east gate of Nippur, one of them with a circular pocket dangling from the side of the saddle, leaving a long trail of scarlet blood in their path, in addition to hoof prints. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

By this time, the sun had just set to the west, and there were no pedestrians on the main street, not even the shops along the street, and the vendors pushing wooden carts.

"Why isn't there a person on the street?, what happened when we left here?" asked Alan on his horse.

"Perhaps the news has already spread, and there will be a new lord's inauguration dinner in Morwin Castle tonight, and the people have been hiding for a long time to avoid possible accidents, because it is likely to be the opening of a bloody storm. Sersi explained.

"Looks like the lord needs a little more time to convince the townsfolk of his abilities!" Aiden interjected.

"It's not about Kenny's abilities," Sersi turned to look at Aiden, "If you've lived in this environment since birth, you'll be cowardly!"

"Perhaps. Aiden looked at the depressed streetscape, "But I believe the lord, in three years, this must be a different scene!"

"I might have to go back and change my clothes. Sersi pointed to the wound on his shoulder, raised an eyebrow and looked at Allen, "I said, should you buy me a new dress? Don't forget, I saved your life just now!"

"Of course, it's a pity that the shops are closed. Alan tried to make the tone sound sincere, but some happiness crept in the mix.

"I didn't expect you to be a miser too!" Sersi pretended to be displeased, "The shops in the west of the city don't close, behind those people are the nobles of the city, I heard that there is a particularly famous tailor shop there, the nobles in the city are the only ones who love the craftsmanship of the boss, and that guy is also very knowledgeable in sewing leather armor, but the price....."

"Alright, alright. Alan interrupted helplessly, then turned his head to look at Aiden, "You go back to Morwenburg first, and Sersi and I will go and change clothes." He thought for a moment and added, "If Kenny asks you something, don't answer it too explicitly." ”

"Of course. Aiden nodded, "Sersi and I are already on your thief ship!" he said, shaking the reins, and galloping towards Morwinburg.

Alan and Sersi followed the main street all the way west to the shopping street that they had passed in the early morning. As Selsi said, the doors of the shops here are mostly open, but pedestrians are still very scarce.

The two dismounted at a tailor's shop, pushed open the heavy wooden door, and entered.

The walls of the store are covered with a dense collection of ready-to-wear garments, most of which are heavy shawls and long armor depending on the season, and there are also a few lightly lined shirts, but they are still mainly winter fashion.

A young man with a tape measure around his neck and curly brown hair on top greeted him.

"Two honorable knights! It's an honor to serve you!" said the young man, bowing slightly, "Do you want to buy clothes for yourself, or do you want to surprise your favorite young lady?"

"This bald man buys clothes. Alan said expressionlessly.

Sersi looked up at the dazzling array of ready-to-wear clothes on the wall, he rarely saw these delicate clothes, the bearskin armor that he wore all the year round, he couldn't remember when he bought it, it wasn't that he didn't know about this famous tailor's shop, but he was often sneered at by the old nobles, who compared him to a 'black slave in a fancy dress', which made Sersi completely lose his curiosity about this tailor's shop.

"Hey!" Alan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Sercy's eyes, "Your first time here?"

"Hmm. Sersi admitted, "I've only heard about it before, but I've never come in." ”

"If it's your first time in our shop..... "The young man walked over to the table and picked up a thick parchment book," ..... There were plenty of stylish shoulders, leather jackets, and armor on it, perfect for the burly knight. Our boss has studied tailoring in Assyria for twenty years, and when you look at the whole of Nippur, this tailor's shop is second to none, and even Lord Barton is very fond of our boss's craft!"

Sersi took the parchment album and flipped through a few pages, then lowered his head and asked, "How long does it take to order a dress from you?"

"Dear knight, if you need a custom lined leather jacket, it will take about ten days. The young man said as he took off the soft leather measure around his neck, "I'll help you measure it first, and then I'll recommend a few fashionable styles for you, what do you think?"

"No," Sersi waved his hand, "I need a well-fitting finished armor, preferably the same one I have, I don't like anything that is too fashionable." ”

"Oh!" replied the young man, and hung his tape measure back around his neck, "I agree with you very much, things that are too fashionable are easy to get rid of!

The young man made an inviting gesture, and the two walked up the wooden corner staircase to the side.

Before they reached the second floor, the smell of fresh leather had already penetrated their noses, accompanied by the sound of clothes being cut. A man in his mid-middle was standing at a large table, carefully cutting a brown velvet leather, his hair and beard stained with velvet, perhaps too serious for the visitor's visit to attract his attention.

"This is the boss," whispered the young man, "and this is how he cuts his clothes, and never pays attention to anyone, so don't be surprised by the two adults." ”

"I think this black armor suits you perfectly!" said Allen, pointing to a piece of clothing on the wall.

"Your Excellency, you have a real eye!" the skillful young man immediately chimed in, "The main material of this dress is silver rat skin, and the inner surface is lined with mink wool, even if you wear it closely, you will not feel sashimi, this double-sided sewing technique originated in Assyria, and the style is also very classic." He took off the clothes from the wall and handed them to Sersi, "You can give it a try." ”

"Looks good!" Sersi took his clothes and looked at Alan with a smile on his face, "Your gold is going to dance, man!"

"That's their honor. Alan leaned against the wall, crossed his hands, and watched as Sersi walked into the fitting room.

"Your Excellency, you look like you need a change of clothes, at least, a clean cloak. The young man said, pointing to the bloodstained cloak on Allen's back.

Alan pursed his lips and walked to the mirror at the top of the stairs, pulling up the cloak behind his back and examining it carefully.

The opposite building was reflected in the mirror, and one of the windows was half-open, and a man stood inside, struggling to pull out a longbow.

Allen's afterglow inadvertently swept over the window, and when he spotted the scene, the cold arrow had broken away from the bowstring.....