"Sauron, my nephew, is a well-known wizard in Daylight City. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Morris said as he poured his wine, "Aaron, they are the merchants of Nippur, they have just encountered a group of your bandits, and they almost lost their lives at the hands of the thieves, on the ancient road of Zhiya. ”

"Sounds like another thrilling mission, my lord. The white-robed young man named Solo walked into the tent and stretched out his hand to Allen, "Solo, the unknown little wizard of Sunlight City, is now serving Lord Morris's border guards, fortunately. ”

"Alan Doucharton, a nobody at the Nipur flea market, made a living stealing chickens and dogs before the torrent poured into Nippur. Alan shook the young man's hand and shook his head to the right, "This is Serl Bald, the 'actor' of the Colosseum in Nippur, and the red-haired imp is Steven, a wizard who is not very skilled. ”

"Don't be modest, Your Excellency, these boots on your feet are custom-made at first sight, and I don't believe that a nobody who steals chickens and dogs for a living would order a pair of deerskin boots," Morris walked over with two wine glasses, "Come, have a glass of wine to suppress the shock, don't be too drunk." He put his glass on the table, "Aaron, go prepare dinner, and pack up a tent for three people, which the guests will use tonight." ”

"Yes, uncle. The white-robed wizard said respectfully.

After the young man had withdrawn, Sersi sat down in his chair first, took a large sip of his glass, and swallowed it without tasting it. Alan only took a small sip, and after tasting it carefully, he found that Maurice really didn't lie at all, and the whole of Nipur probably couldn't find such a bad wine.

"Three, can you tell me the truth?" Morris sat down on the top of the long table, fiddling an empty wine glass back and forth, "As the captain of the southeast border of Sunshine City, I have the duty to report this matter, and every rescued horse trader and ordinary people must report to the border commander, I hope the three of you will see this glass of wine." ”

"For the sake of you saving us," Alan said, putting down his glass and looking at Maurice, "we are indeed horse merchants, traveling between Nippur, Assyria, and your. This time, we bought a large amount of silk from Assyria, but we were robbed as soon as we entered the border with your, but fortunately those people did not want the lives of the three of us. He said, glancing at Sercy, and then turning his gaze back, "I wanted to go home and report the matter to the Knights of the Chamber of Commerce, but my partner insisted on going to your to ask for an explanation, and as you can see, he almost died in a foreign country!"

"I never thought your would end up like this. Serci replied tacitly.

"You have a good sword, and you must have been a good swordsman before you became a merchant, right?" Maurice asked with interest as he put the wine glass he was playing with on the table, "Or, your Excellency was also canonized as a knight?"

"My father does have a knighthood, but I have never been knighted. ”

"Really?"

"Yes. ”

"Well, I'm just asking. Morris shrugged and smiled.

"Captain Morris, I guess you wouldn't mind if I peed in your camp, would you?" asked Selcie, standing up from the table.

"The stables are on the west side of my tent," said Morris, rising from his table, "I'll come with you, there are few good men here, and I'm afraid you'll be in danger." ”

"In your turf, there will still be danger?" Alan frowned.

"Who's to say it isn't. Morris walked over from the long table and patted Alan on the shoulder.

After the two went out, only Alan and Steven were left in the tent. The red-haired imp held the wine glass and kept licking the rim with the tip of his tongue, and Alan looked at him boredly, always feeling that something was wrong with this station, but he couldn't say what it was.

And so, a long time passed like this, until the two of them, who had gone to the stable, returned.

"Friend, your place is so quiet. Alan said as he looked at Morris, who was sitting back in his seat.

The middle-aged knight's eyebrows tightened slightly, but only for a moment. "It's not the same as the main city garrison," he smiled awkwardly, "the commander has sent almost all of the miscellaneous pieces of Sunshine City here. So, my station is not a knights, but a death squad of ruffians, robbers, thieves, rapists, and poachers, who naturally do not practice swordsmanship every day like knights, and when they have time, they fall asleep, and I have to let them be lazy like this. ”

"As far as I know, Sunshine City didn't think of border defense as child's play. Sersi picked up the conversation.

"Manpower is scarce," said Morris, "since Lord Jefferson stepped down, his youngest son Andriy has made a mess of Sunshine City, but fortunately, that kid deserved it, and actually died at the hands of a lion while hunting, ha!"

"Hearing you say that, it feels like the whole of Sumer is in turmoil!" Sersi laughed.

"Hey, who doesn't have a hard scripture?" "Maurice turned to Allen, "You said yes?" ”

"Hmm. Alan hastily responded. He pondered the name of the man Maurice had spoken of, as if he had heard it somewhere, but before he could remember, the curtain was lifted.

The glow of the setting sun fell at the end of the long table, and just now, the white-robed young man slowly walked towards the four of them with an iron plate. "Far away friends, this place is far from the main city, and even the nearest village is half a day's journey," he said, setting a plate of hard bread on the table, "so please forgive me for the inadequate hospitality." ”

The remaining two plates were also placed on the table. Alan found that there was nothing but the plate of bread and dried salted fish, a few slices of cheese of a strange color, and a slightly larger clay bowl of green soup, which seemed to be cooked with green peas.

"Laugh, three. "If you are not busy and are willing to stay here a little longer, tomorrow I will send someone to the nearest village to buy some beef head meat and cream tenderloin..... Still, I guess you guys can't wait to get back to Nippur, huh. ”

"It's already good to have a hot soup to drink!" Alan smiled and reached for a piece of bread, and took a bite of it, almost knocking out his front teeth.

"You have to eat it with soup. Morris picked up a piece of hard bread and soaked it in the night's watery soup, and then put it in his mouth, but it was still very laborious to chew.

"A novelty to eat," commented Sersi, munching on the soaked bread, "but it seems to taste good, at least the bread is whole wheat, and the pea soup is fresh." ”

Alan chewed the bread with great effort, and at the same time saw that the white-robed young man seemed to be saying something to Morris, and gradually, the middle-aged knight's face became ugly.