Ronald woke up slowly, with a tearing pain in his shoulder, with a little itch to the bone marrow. www.biquge.info With a subconscious groan, Ronald sat up with his arms folded and found himself lying on a spacious double bed, with his clothes and chain mail taken off, and a clean white shirt covered with a thick silk quilt.

A young girl in a maid's costume was lying asleep on a table.

Hearing Ronald get up, the sleeping maid suddenly woke up, and looked at Ronald with a look of surprise: "Sir, you woke up!"

"This is ......" Ronald felt a twitching pain in his head, like the discomfort of a hangover, and his body also had an indescribable feeling of weakness.

"Please wait a moment, I will go and call the chief maid, Lord Viscount commands, no matter what time it is, as soon as you wake up, you must inform him quickly!" The maid hurriedly ran out of the house with a look of surprise, a little panicked and excited.

Ronald opened his mouth, stupidly looked at the maid who had run out of the house, and sighed: "Can't you give me a glass of water first?" Shaking his head helplessly, Ronald propped himself up and got off the bed, picked up the water cup on the table and poured a glass of water, and drank it all in one gulp.

The water moistened my dry throat, and my body felt a little better.

Lifting the short shirt that covered the shoulders, the white and clean bandage firmly wrapped the wound, and the bandage was extremely good, and even had a delicate beauty.

Looking around, this is a very spacious room, the room is very clean, the floor is covered with soft carpets, and the redwood furniture is placed around it, giving people a sense of low-key luxury.

The floor-to-ceiling windows on the walls are closed, allowing a faint view of the outside through the glass windows. I walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the window a gap, and a cold wind suddenly blew in.

"Cooled down?" Ronald felt the cold wind blowing across his face, and a hint of doubt flashed across his face.

He clearly remembered that after he killed Odelberg, he was blocked by the members of the Ice Wolf Mercenary Regiment, and after the garrison came, he launched an attack on the Ice Wolf Mercenary Regiment, and then he fainted.

"How long have I been unconscious, and how did I suddenly get so cold?" Ronald frowned, puzzled.

There was the sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door, and the door opened, and a red-haired girl walked in, looking serious and straight, like a middle-aged woman.

"Claire!" Ronald looked at him, slightly surprised.

The so-called head maid turned out to be Claire, who had met before, and went to the hotel alone to find his red-haired maid that night!

"It's Elea, Mr. Mercenary!" A look of displeasure flashed in the red-haired maid's eyes, but then, she reached out and grabbed the two corners of the white skirt, and bowed respectfully: "I heard that you woke up, Viscount Barrett is very happy, but he was practicing his sword just now, and he needs to change into clean clothes to come over, please forgive me!"

"Viscount Barrett?" Ronald thought for a moment, and suddenly understood what was going on.

Ronald killed Oldberg, the strongest leader in the Ice Wolf Mercenary Group, the leader like a spiritual pillar was eliminated by him, and the remaining members of the team are at most bronze-level strength, although the strength is not bad, but it is no longer a big problem.

So the new Viscount Barrett, or rather, Viscount Barrett and his henchmen, who were still loyal to him, seized this opportunity and took advantage of the situation to turn the tables.

However, Ronald still has a lot of things he doesn't understand.

Like, how do they know they're going to kill ...... Can you take out Oldberg?

You know, even Ronald himself felt very lucky to get rid of Oldberg, how could they have done all this without knowing the prophet?

Just as Ronald was feeling extremely confused, there was another sound of hurried footsteps in the hallway.

A handsome young man dressed in aristocratic costume walked in under the guard.

The boy's hair was very well groomed, with a reserved smile at the corners of his mouth, his face was slightly pale, and his figure was thin, but his eyes were bright and shining.

"Is she really awake, Elea?" asked the boy aloud before he could enter the house.

Ronald stood there looking at him, remembering that the boy was the same boy who had fallen into a coma in the tavern that day.

"Mercenary, you killed Oldberg?" the young man looked at Ronald, stunned for a moment, and his eyes carefully studied Ronald's body.

Next to the young man, Fred, dressed in black delicate leather armor, stood there, with a long sword at his waist, and reminded in a low voice: "Lord Viscount, it was this Ronald who killed Oldberg and saved the Barrett family. ”

The new Viscount Barrett hesitated for a moment, then calmly bowed slightly to Ronald and made a noble courtesy: "Thank you, Your Excellency, if it weren't for you, the honor and glory of the Barrett family would have been stolen by Darnell's thief!

A viscount actually saluted Ronald in front of him, which caught him a little off guard.

Ronald waved his hand a little awkwardly: "I just want to know what the hell is going on?"

Viscount Barrett looked at Ronald's actions, smiled slightly, and a hint of mischievous flashed in his eyes: "Ailea, prepare lunch, I want to dine with the benefactor of the family." ”

"Yes, Lord Viscount!" said Arya, still grimacing with a blank face, but with impeccable courtesy.

Viscount Barrett was still a young child, and turned around and walked out of the house: "I'm going to change my clothes again, this one is too restrained, Lord Ronald, please wait a moment." ”

Fred nodded apologetically at Ronald: "I'm sorry, Lord Viscount is still very young. ”

"yes, he's still a kid. Ronald shrugged his shoulders and didn't care: "Isn't anyone able to tell me what happened?"

"Lord Ronald, I told you before......" Arya stood aside, a subtle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and a look of pride could not be concealed between her eyebrows: "This is Gregory - Gregory of the Barrett family!"

With that, Arya turned and walked out of the room, "I'm going to prepare lunch, please go to the restaurant and wait for a while." ”

"Please get dressed. Fred said.

The maid next to her was already standing there in clean clothes.

Ronald took the dress, the maid bowed slightly, and then withdrew.

"Are you going to watch me change?" Ronald asked, looking at Fred.

Fred smiled slightly, and also stepped out.

Ronald changed his clothes, pushed the door and walked out, dressed as a well-cut tight-fitting swordsman, with an extremely tall figure, tough facial features, and full of masculinity.

"Come with me. Fred said as he stood in the doorway and looked at Ronald, who had already changed his clothes.

"Do aristocrats like to go around in circles so much?" Ronald followed Fred and walked towards the dining room.

Fred laughed: "I'm not a nobleman, I'm just a vassal of the Barrett family, and the head of the garrison. ”

Fred turned his head and looked at Ronald, "I know you have a lot of doubts right now, but soon you'll find out." Don't be in such a hurry, let's have a meal first. ”

"How long have I been unconscious?" Ronald asked, shrugging his shoulders.

"Three days. ”

"So long?" Ronald startled.

"Your body is very strong, and you could have woken up quickly, but the injury on your shoulder is not light, and the blood loss is too much, so Lord Viscount asked the priest to use magic on you, so you have been asleep. Fred smiled at the corner of his lips: "I've slept for a few days, do you feel better now?"

"It's a lot better. Ronald shook his shoulder, the pain was still there, and the muscles were itching to heal, but it didn't affect his movement anymore.

It was Fred's magic that caught Ronald's attention.

If I remember correctly, in the tavern that night, Barrett, who is now a viscount, was still in a coma with severe poison, and a priest at that time performed a healing magic for him, although it did not remove the toxin, but it also delayed the signs of poisoning for him, and played a certain role.

Priests, Magic, Holy See......

Ronald felt that he would definitely meet such a person in the future, and he must pay attention to the other party's methods when the time comes, so as not to fall into the way.

The dining room at the Viscount House is very spacious, with a rectangular table in the center, enough for nearly twenty people to eat there without feeling crowded. A dozen maids and servants stood on either side with their heads bowed, neatly dressed and with a humble expression, ready to serve.

Not long after Ronald and Fred sat down, Viscount Barrett came over dressed in civilian clothes, but even the casual clothes were woven from luxurious silk, and every detail on them was extremely delicate.

When Viscount Barrett entered, Fred immediately stood up and saluted, and although Ronald did not like this aristocratic style, he also stood up as he pleased.

Fortunately, Barrett didn't hold the shelf, just waved his hand and sat down.

"Let's eat. ”

Under the command of Areya, a group of servants walked in with cutlery, and the exquisite silver cutlery was set up in silence throughout the whole process, and a delicious meal was immediately served.

"Lord Ronald, please feel free, you don't need to be restrained here. Viscount Barrett sat on the top seat, watched Ronald sit there with a frown, and said with a slight smile.

When Ronald heard this, he relaxed, picked up his knife and fork and attacked the delicious food on the plate.

Barrett and Fred looked at the scene, looked at each other, and nodded slightly.

Barrett and Fred dined very elegantly, there was no conversation or noise during the whole process, everything was so natural and casual. On the contrary, it was Ronald, whose eating posture was a little unrestrained, so that Viscount Barrett chuckled twice.

But Ronald didn't care, although he was not the kind of saint who was not moved by external objects, but a little laughter without malice did not anger him, let alone stimulate his self-esteem.

"Lord Ronald, on behalf of the ancestors of the Barrett family, thank you for killing Oldberg with your own hands and destroying my uncle's shameless intrigues and ambitions. Viscount Barrett raised his glass, which contained a hint of crimson wine.

Wine is available in the same world, but it is more complicated to make and very expensive, and generally only nobles and wealthy merchants are eligible to enjoy it. For example, most civilians drink some self-brewed ale, and if they are mercenaries, they drink some stronger liquor, but more often rum.

Ronald raised his glass, gestured from afar, and then took a sip, a sour taste filled his taste buds.

"Lord Ronald knows how to drink wine?" Viscount Barrett looked at him with some surprise.

Not only him, but even Fred on the side and Areya, who was standing behind Viscount Barrett, were also a little surprised.

The corners of Ronald's mouth hooked, and he smiled slightly: "I understand a little." ”

Just kidding, when he was on Earth, Ronald was also a self-made company, and Western food and red wine were not unfamiliar to him. It's just that when eating, the posture is not as elegant as these nobles who have been strictly trained since childhood.

Viscount Barrett lowered his glass and looked at Fred.

Fred nodded slightly, not saying a word.

Viscount Barrett coughed lightly, looked at Ronald and said, "That's the case, I have a request, I hope Your Excellency Ronald can consider it." ”

Hearing this, Ronald put down the tableware in his hand, and said secretly in his heart: "It's finally time to get to the point." ”

Viscount Barrett and Fred frowned, how could Ronald sit there without noticing, but he didn't know their purpose, so he kept pretending not to see.

"Say it, please. Ronald picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of his mouth.

"On behalf of the Barrett family, I would like to invite you to take on the role of head of Gregory's garrison!" said Viscount Barrett, taking a deep breath and plucking up his courage.