Darcy. Christie took a deep breath and pushed the door open and walked into the tavern, her long fiery red hair swaying like a burning flame.

If it weren't for Cole Norton agreeing to her, even if this beautiful trip to Hylanza drew a beautiful end symbol, she would never have had a good relationship with Cole. Norton drank together, not even half a drink.

Look at Darcy. Back of Christie, Cole. Norton licked his lips, how could he not have seen Darcy in the Swordsman Academy in the first place. Christie was so charming, she was more irritable, prouder, more aggressive at that time, and now her aura seems to be more prosperous than in the academy, but those bad tempers are much more restrained, Cole. Norton felt his long, fiery red hair almost burn in his heart.

He desperately needed a glass of wine to suppress his cravings. Hope.

At this moment, a knight's retinue came out of the shadows next to the tavern. Viscount Fornack, next to Norton, made a well-behaved gesture, and Viscount Fornack stood in Cole. Norton nodded slightly, then looked at Cole. Norton whispered, "The cast and audience are all in place, it's time for us to put on a show." ”

Cole. Norton and Viscount Fornak smiled at each other, and the two walked into the tavern side by side.

……

Darcy. Christie pushed open the door and walked into the slightly noisy tavern, frowning and looking around for quieter seats.

But at this time, a table of drinkers stood up collectively around the wine table, and one drinker had no scruples about holding the two wine sellers, stuffing silver coins into their bear ditch, and at the same time picking up the whole glass of ale from the wine seller's tray, and drinking with them freely, of course, each glass of ale was paid for by the drinkers at this table. Moreover, one glass of the beer girl is equal to two glasses, and these wine sellers in the tavern drink very well.

The drinkers from the other seats also frequently looked at the table, and the atmosphere in the tavern was at its peak for a while.

The drinkers at this table cut off Miss Darcy's sight, so that she did not see Surdak, Carr, Mrs. Christie, and Miss Brenda sitting at the bar.

Cole. Norton and Viscount Fornack followed in from outside, and Cole hurried after Darcy. Christie's side, just using her body to completely block her view, Darcy. Christie leaned slightly sideways, unobtrusively avoiding Cole's groping hand on her shoulder. Norton smiled slightly, and very gentlemanly removed his hand, and invited Miss Darcy to sit on the other side of the bar, and discussed with her what she wanted to drink.

At this time, Viscount Fornak was already sitting on the high stool and ordered three glasses of golden cider from the tavern's hostess, but his eyes were aimed at Surdak on the other side of the bar, and there was a faint hint of pride on his face.

The tavern's lady looked at Darcy. Christie glances, Darcy. The young lady responded quickly, and she winked quickly at the tavernkeeper, and after a brief exchange of eye contact, the two quietly staggered their gazes.

The tavern's lady looked at Cole. Norton, the handsome young knight, was constantly courteous to Miss Darcy, and the tavernkeeper could see at a glance that the suitor was not satisfying Darcy, and Miss Darcy seemed a little absent-minded, as if she were dealing with an errand.

The atmosphere around the bar became a little eerie, and the tavern lady looked around suspiciously, but didn't notice anything unusual.

She glanced at Mrs. Christie, who was sitting on the other side of the bar, filled the tray with four glasses of wine, and leaned over to Mrs. Christie.

The proprietress pressed her elbows on the bar, smiled faintly, and whispered to Mrs. Christy, "Darcy and her two friends are opposite, and they don't seem to see you, do you want to go and say hello to her?" ”

Mrs. Christie was slightly stunned, and poked her head out to look over there, but at first she did not see Miss Darcy, until the tall young knight turned sideways, and only half of Miss Darcy's face was revealed, and seeing her unhappy look, Mrs. Christie hesitated, she knew that her niece's personality was as proud and irritable as herself.

Thinking of the possibility of being misunderstood, Mrs. Christie did not intend to take the initiative to greet Darcy, but casually asked the tavern's hostess, "Oh? She doesn't have many friends in Highlandsa City, who are they? ”

The innkeeper stared at a book of accounts on the table, without raising her head, and whispered to Mrs. Christie, "The youngest son of Count Fornack, a very introverted fellow with some quirks, is rarely seen coming out of the house, and I don't know the other young man. ”

Mrs. Christy quietly withdrew her gaze and sneered, "Since I am not familiar with her, I don't want to walk over and face her cold face, just wait for me to take care of it a little." ”

"Whatever you want." The tavern's lady pursed her lips and turned to stand by the sink to wash her cup.

Karl saw Mrs. Christy and the lady whispering to Mrs. Christie, and leaned into Mrs. Christy's ear and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Darcy seems to be ......over there," Mrs. Christie said, gesturing to the other side of the bar, to Carl.

……

Miss Darcy sat on a high stool with a depressed expression, although it was a tavern with which she was most acquainted, and the innkeeper and aunt Marianna. Mrs. Christie had been best friends for many years, but it still made her unhappy, and after nearly a day of strolling around the city of Highlandza, she now just wanted to hurry home and soak in the warm tub and get a good night's sleep.

The face that used to look super handsome from any angle now made her feel a little annoying, and she couldn't help but twist her head to the other side, pretending to look at the tavern décor, and he began to think back to when he had this psychological change.

The young Viscount Fornak sat in Cole. On the other side of Norton, his face was pale and had a hint of gloom, like a cold-blooded graystone iguana in the middle of nowhere, and although he had a faint smile on his face, his gaze was cold.

Darcy picked up her glass and took a sip of the slightly sour golden cider, which was produced in Sloitt City and tasted sour.

At this time, a middle-aged man staggered down the aisle on her right, the middle-aged man seemed to have drunk a little too much, and kept arguing with his companions as he walked, he was a little emotional, and kept shouting: "Don't get in the way of Lao Tzu, you coward, I will go back to Constantinople tonight." ”

"Hey, man, listen to me, the road outside the city is not open now, and if you don't make any preparations, you'll freeze to death outside." The companion who caught up from behind kindly persuaded and said.

"Take your hand away, don't stop me!"

The middle-aged drunkard threw away his friend who was chasing from behind, he used a little more force, the friend did not stand firmly, and was thrown directly onto the oak board on the outside of the bar, and suddenly two high stools were hit by the friend, and he was unbalanced, and one hand happened to touch Darcy. Christie's goblet.

'Bang Dang ......'

Miss Darcy's glass was knocked out by the man, and the wine in the glass spilled Miss Darcy's body, and the glass fell to the ground and shattered.

Cole. Norton took the opportunity to half-hug and half-help Miss Darcy in his arms, and pushed the man away, who was unbalanced and planted on the edge of the bar.

Cole thought that all of this was done perfectly, at least very smoothly, and he asked Miss Darcy very thoughtfully, "Darcy, are you hurt?" ”

Viscount Fornack, who was sitting on the sidelines, stepped forward and scolded the drunkard and the one who had hit Darcy. Christie's friend,

In the face of Viscount Fornack's rebuke, the drunkard suddenly woke up drunk, and hurriedly apologized to Miss Darcy.

Viscount Fornak shouted: "Don't stay here, get out of here!" ”

The two of them were like gray rats, ready to slip down the side aisle to the back door of the tavern.

Cole Norton half-put his arms around Miss Darcy and looked smugly in the direction of Surdak and his group, just in time to meet Surdak's gaze, and there was even a hint of mockery in his smug smile.

……

Guided by Mrs. Christie, Surdak and Karl looked in the direction Mrs. Christie's gaze.

I happened to see a tall young knight with one hand around Darcy. Christie's waist, Darcy. Christie was almost in his arms, and the young knight subconsciously glanced this way, with a smug smile on his face, and actually glanced at Surdak.

He deliberately put his head to the side of Darcy's face, and it seemed that the two were almost close together, and this affectionate act made Mrs. Christie look shocked, and she covered her mouth with her hand, so as not to let people see how surprised she was at this moment.

Before he could react, he saw Miss Darcy stand up and snatch Cole. Norton's wine glass fell on the drunkard's head in two steps, drenching him into a soup chicken, and before that was over, she lifted the drunkard's shoulder with one hand, pushed him against the gray wall with brute force, and slapped the drunkard in the face heavily.

Before the drunkard could react, he grabbed the collar of his collar, raised his knee and pressed it hard against the drunkard's chest. Christie fell to the ground with a knee, and the whole person bent into a large shrimp on the ground.

Under the gaze of the surrounding drinkers, Miss Darcy straightened her crumpled skirt, rubbed her hands, and walked straight to Cole. In front of Norton and Viscount Fornack, he said with a look of disgust: "I don't need to apologize, whoever provoked me, I am generally used to finding it back on the spot!" ”

This sentence immediately made Cole. Norton turned red and sat in the high chair not knowing what to say. Christie is alluding to the night of the fight in Handanar before that, when a group of young swordsmen in the graduating class were knocked out of the streets of the city one by one with a wooden stick by a reserve knight.

Pulling down the 'Bednar Advanced Swordsman Academy', the first academy of the Green Empire's Advanced Swordsmen, the golden sign in people's eyes is even worse than a heavy armored infantry who has been on the battlefield for four years......

For those graduates who returned to the academy after being beaten up, there has always been a voice in the academy: 'I was beaten, and I didn't even have the courage to get the field back in the first place......

Apparently this time Darcy. Christie's revival of the old story deeply stimulated Cole. Norton, whose face had been smiling faintly, suddenly turned cold.

Darcy. Christie didn't give up half a step to meet him, and if he didn't agree with him, he was about to do it directly, and Viscount Fornack, who was sitting next to him, gently pressed one hand on Cole. Norton's shoulder, which made Cole. Norton kept his sanity in the face of his rage.

Darcy. While Christie was arguing, she suddenly saw Surdak and Mrs. Christie sitting on the other side of the bar, she was slightly stunned, and turned her head to look at Cole suspiciously. Norton and Viscount Fornak shook their long red hair and walked over to Surdak.

Darcy. Christie walked up to Surdak as usual, without giving Miss Brenda a look, that kind of strong aura made Miss Brenda take two steps back in a knowing way, and only when she was close to Mrs. Christie could she feel safer.

"Why are you all here?" Miss Darcy asked Surdak.

Surdak spread his hands with a wry smile on his face and explained, "Carl and I are on a mission tomorrow morning, and before we leave, we made an appointment to come here for a drink. ”

Miss Darcy looked at Surdak with a gloomy expression and whispered, "That'...... Have a nice trip! ”

Then Miss Darcy twisted around stubbornly, and strode out of the tavern without looking back.

Mrs. Christie glanced at Miss Brenda, gave Carl an apologetic look, and left the group to chase after her.