Kenny reluctantly dismounts from his horse, and the boy stands at the stable, holding out his hand to the tall and mighty Kenny, who buries his head very low, as if he does not dare to make eye contact with Kenny. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The boy shouldn't have done such things often, he was a little nervous about the stranger in front of him, Kenny could see his outstretched hand trembling slightly, although Kenny now looked a little embarrassed, but the bloodstained silver armor and the exquisite saber around his waist were full of deterrence to the boy in front of him.

"Boy, how old are you?" asked Kenny the boy in front of him, slightly displeased.

Those words crashed into the boy's heart like a yak, and the boy trembled and retracted his hands, and carefully took a few steps back, never daring to raise his head.

"Didn't you hear me talking to you?!" Kenny raised his voice a little.

The boy was completely stunned by Kenny's second sentence, he was shaking by the hay trough in the stable, and Kenny looked the boy up and down in front of him by the dim light under the eaves, and in such a cold weather, he was wearing only a shabby thin shirt and stepping barefoot in the snow.

"Do you understand the lingua franca, kid? Kenny's voice dimmed.

The restrained boy obviously didn't hear the concern in Kenny's words, the cold wind of the winter night had already numbed his knees, and he slowly knelt down on the snow with the sharp pain in his knees, and carefully raised his head to look at the tall stranger in front of him.

"My lord, I have no intention of offending you, it was the innkeeper of the inn who asked me to receive guests here, I know that this way of reception may have offended you, please don't be angry, if I don't do this, I will never be able to pay back the money for that wine glass. The boy squirmed his chapped lips, and his voice was so small, so small that it was barely audible.

"What glass?" Kenny said as he tried to reach out and pick up the boy on the ground, only to see the boy kneeling on the ground and shrinking a few steps to the side, not daring to accept Kenny's support.

"I am a servant of this inn, a few days ago I accidentally broke the wine glass of the boss of Nets, the boss said that the wine glass is made of silver, even if I sell it I can't afford to pay for it, he tied me to the pillar of the wood room, whipped me fiercely, and asked me to force the guests to stay in this way, only if I keep a thousand guests, can I pay off the money for the silver wine glass, I really have no intention of offending you, my lord, please spare your life. The boy slammed his head deep into the snow, and there was a slight sobbing in his words, but he didn't dare to make too much noise.

Kenny listened to the boy on the ground and glanced at Allen.

"Don't look at me like that, Kenny, Lawrence told me you're nosy, but now we don't ....."

Before Alan could finish his sentence, Kenny shoved him into the hall of the inn.

The stranger's visit silenced the otherwise noisy inn for a few seconds, and the guests in the inn cast curious glances at the two newcomers, only to revert to their usual noise after a few seconds.

Kenny and Alan had just sat down in their pine chairs when two glasses of ale were brought in front of them, and Kenny looked up to see a fat man with a big waist and a round waist.

"I'm not going to say stupid things like 'what can do it for you,' and you don't tell me you only need two glasses of ale, I don't welcome bloodstained people like you here. The fat man delivering the wine stared at Kenny, who was looking around.

"Your armor will stain my chair, stranger, there's a guest room upstairs, and tonight's dinner will only have pine nut pies, no appetizers and no soup, do you?" Before the two of them could speak, the fat man had already blocked the guest's mouth with a series of words.

"Three pine nut pies, two more glasses of ale, the glasses are too small, change them to a bigger one." Kenny said as he looked at the fat man in front of him.

"Okay, come right away, oh yes, there is a charge for ale, don't blame me for not reminding you at checkout. The fat man twisted his fat ass and turned to go to the back kitchen.

Kenny gave Alan at the table a helpless look and turned to look at the other guests in the inn hall.

Not far from their table sat a burly, tired-looking middle-aged man, dressed in travel attire, a brown suede crop top, a quiver straddled from his left shoulder to his waist, attached to a string of metal belts, a longbow resting on a pine table, and a short sword pinned to his boot in his right leg.

At the same table with him was another brawny man, the same travel attire, the same coat of arms, the difference was that this man had a scimitar pinned to his side, such weapons were not common in the First Continent, and the two were chatting in lingua franca about a big battle a few days ago.

"You're right, old fellow, if Lord Patton continues to order the pursuit, we will definitely be able to grass those blue guys into the field! Maybe we can catch a few blue girls alive and come back, and then I will open a brothel in the west of the city, and the door sign reads, 'Magical Blue Bone Prostitute', and the business will be so good, hahaha!"

"Hahaha! Don't blame me for not warning you beforehand, you'll have to try those before you do, it won't feel like you're lying in a pile of bones, I bet your thing won't be able to conquer them!haha!!"

The two soldiers spoke very loudly, and the arrogant conversation between the two men could be heard in almost the entire hall of the post house, and no one around dared to let them be quiet, and it could be seen that this army with yellow horn coats of arms should be very powerful here.

There was a bang at the door of the inn hall, and two soldiers in armor with swords pinned to their waists stood in the doorway, their eyes scanning the people in the hall, and Kenny saw that the two men had an iron horseshoe crest pinned to their belts, and they should belong to another wave of local forces.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to the two guys who had just arrived, especially the two soldiers who had just been chatting, their eyes radiated hostility, and one of the soldiers slammed the wine glass in his hand on the table, and the liquor in the wine glass spilled out.

"Hey, hey, hey, those two pawns at the gate, the defeated guys are not qualified to stay in the inn, you should go back to your mother's womb and reflect on why so many people can lose the city of Nipur, what a bunch of fools!"

The soldier's mocking words silenced the entire hall, and everyone looked at the four soldiers who were about to draw their swords.

The fat man who had just delivered the wine came out of the back kitchen, holding three pine nut pies in his hand, the three pies were still steaming, and it looked like they had just been baked.

"The pie you wanted. The fat man walked over to Kenny's table and placed the pie in his hand on the table.

"You four, if you want to duel, go outside, this is only for travelers, don't blame me for not reminding you, my brother-in-law is Count Elsie, if you smash my little shop, I guarantee that you will not survive tonight. The fat man turned to look at the four soldiers, and his tone was very arrogant.

"May I ask you a question, fat man?" Kenny took a bite of the pie and patted the fat man on the back.

"What did you just call me?" the fat man turned and glared at Kenny fiercely.

"Oh, I'm sorry, the handsome little brother who has served the vegetables, I want to ask who the boss here is, can you let him come out to meet me?"

"What are you looking for a boss?"

"There was a kid at the door, who said that he had broken the boss's silver wine glass, and I wanted to ask how much the wine glass was, and I would help him pay for it. Kenny stood up from his chair, his height perfectly suppressing the fat man in front of him.

"Stranger, don't meddle in your business!"

After the fat man finished speaking, he turned around and left, Alan stretched out his foot and tripped the fat man, and the fat man, who was unstable, fell to the floor, and the entire post house was shaken.