Chapter 8: The Sword Guards
Mill. Mr. Hogg stood up and walked out the door, leaving only a word.
"Let young people get to know each other."
and a bottle of pale red wine.
Bayer's head was buzzing, could this be... Blind date?
Ellie sat sideways, her white dress in the dark room, looking like a wedding dress at first glance.
The blonde hair fell on her shoulders, she supported her face with one hand, and her voice was a little lazy and cute, but also a little happy and happy.
"Lord Byer, it's great that you're the one who decides my future."
"I've seen you fight in the room, from dealing with the Greenskins to winning the duel."
The corners of her mouth curled slightly, and the firelight hit her fair skin, reflecting the jewel-like luster.
She whispered in a somewhat joyful tone at the moment.
"I began to wonder how there could be such a knight, sneak attack, poison, and command the militia behind him."
"But you are the only one who has defeated the evil creatures, and you are the only one who has bestowed a banquet and respect on the peasants in their duels."
"But you're too kind, the knight should be killed, and the peasants should be vicious."
As soon as she changed her words, Bayer was a little surprised.
The girl continued. "I will be your dagger, I will be hung on my waist at all times, please don't worry about my combat power..."
The girl pulled up her long skirt, and under her long white legs was a belt, on which she carried several sharp blades.
Beyer suddenly realized that the world seemed to be as simple as his own?
However, this blind date surprised Baier, and the flush of wine on his cheeks had not yet dissipated.
But the thoughts in his head were clear, and Bayer wondered if he should trust them and form an alliance, or just get out of here for a penny.
A smile appeared on the corner of Baier's mouth, he was a traverser!
He pulled down the girl's raised skirt, recovering the dagger, and said with a surprised expression on the other side.
"Blades? Dagger? I don't need anything, I just follow the path I thought of myself, and Mir. Mr. Hogg said, please send the gold coins to my territory during this time. ”
"I don't need an alliance, I'll protect you, I don't need your dedication, I'll protect everyone!"
Byer naturally walked along the wine on the table, slammed the door, and the girl's cheeks flushed a hint of crimson, looking at his back, unwilling to leave for a long time, as if drunk.
Byer walked out the door, and the cold wind blew on his face, and only then did he react in hindsight.
Such a big territory, such a beautiful beauty... If you don't want it for the sake of face, you don't want it?!
Do you want to take the money back and baring your teeth with the big lizard?
Will the big lizard watch your gold work for you?
sighed again, he must have been polluted by those chivalry or something, isn't the soft rice fragrant?
But if you really act according to her thoughts, is you still yourself?
However, Bair was quickly relieved, and prepared to ask his people to grab torches and quickly return to their territory by moonlight.
Sir Flender rode his horse puzzled, looked at the somewhat drunk people behind him, and asked Beyer.
"My lord, why did you suddenly say goodbye?"
Bair looked at the moonlight, which was brighter than the sky, and just said.
"We'll be weaker when we leave the swamp, that place is not for savages like us, there are too many intrigues, and it's scarier than the greenskins."
Sir Flender was also an old man, so he naturally knew what was going on, and he smiled heartily, but he didn't have any evaluation of his lord's approach.
The team dragged their tired bodies back to the territory, and the smell of poisonous mist came through the air, and the group felt a little relieved.
It's a perfectly safe place and my hometown.
Although there is no grilled meat and bread, there are things that are valued.
The leaders were ready to disband at will and return to their homes, but Baier said suddenly.
"You are all heroes, you are all soldiers, and I hereby swear that those of you who are willing to leave the duties of the peasants may become my guards."
"When you leave the farmland, you will enjoy a salary of 10 silver coins a month, and you will also have regular supplementary food."
The lords looked at each other, the young lord had brought too many miracles, and in Bretonni, what he had declared was like a dream for the peasants.
But they didn't hesitate, one kneeling on one knee after the other, and said to Bayer.
"I want to be your blade, your tower shield!"
Bair nodded, and just like that, under the witness of the moonlight and the swamp, an invincible army was formed.
They will inevitably become known to everyone in the long history of the Middle Ages.
When life returned to normal, Bair waited for the lord to fulfill his promise, and three days later, five hundred gold coins and a carriage stopped at the gates of Shet City.
On that day, the people were full of talk, because they had never seen such a beautiful human being willing to set foot in this corrupt land.
That's right, Ellie came, with promises and gold.
Byer walked down his two-story town and took the treasure chest from the girl's hand.
"Why did you come here, the poisonous fog will rot your lungs."
He didn't care about ridiculing his territory, because it was outrageous.
The girl covered her mouth and said with a little resentment.
"A man who dumps his fiancée is not popular."
Bayer said straight man.
"Let me marry the gold coin."
While shaking the treasure chest, listen to the happy voice of the golden cutie inside.
Only Sir Flender saw it in his eyes, and his heart couldn't help but be touched.
He wiped the corners of his eyes and said to himself.
"The young master is finally going to become a master..."
In the end, however, Ellie only managed to stay in the castle's guest room.
After about half a month, the equipment he customized to the dwarves was completed.
Enough to equip two hundred people with chain mail, a one-handed sword and shield with a bloodletting slot.
And there is a design to store venom inside, so that the toxin can be stored in the grip of the blade, and it will be expelled when pressed.
Bair looked at the stubble and thought about how difficult the bloodletting tank was to make, and how complex the chain mail was, the bearded dwarven merchant.
"I admire that you can survive in this forbidden land, but the dwarven blacksmith's gold coin is indispensable, in the name of Eight Blade Mountain."
Baier waved his hand, your Bafeng Mountain will not come back for a few hundred years, isn't it the same as Moriath in the Lord of the Rings.
"450 gold, huh?"
Painstakingly, Bayer gave out 450 gold coins as a full reward.
During this time, the guards were re-replenished to 200 men, in other words, they were also paid 100 gold coins a month, plus food expenses of about 150 gold coins a month.
Two copper coins can be exchanged for a fish, two pieces of bread...
If it weren't for this month's tax collection, Bayer would have gone bankrupt.
The cost of raising a professional army is really far beyond imagination.
Bair looked at the full staff of chain mail, iron shields, iron swords, and the professional troops trained by the Jazz.
Look at her wallet is empty, fortunately Ellie's food is all funds from the city of Entrat, otherwise she might have starved her titular fiancée!
Bair looked at the letters on the table and began to plan the next war relief to go there for a routine chivalry.
During this time, Greenskin's attack gradually slowed down, but Bair only felt that it was the calm before the storm.
Well? Did you forget something?
Sir Flender suddenly shouted from downstairs.
"My lord! The monk is dying of hunger! ”