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Okles looked near his face and looked him in the eyes, but he just fell from the perch to A

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Okles' hand quickly grabbed him and was not pierced by the needle in his hand. The fairy gave him a horrified look with her palm.

"I can't leave the princess!" She's my best friend! The fairy protested.

"You have to come with me. You didn't have a choice, I'll explain the reason later. Once you hear it, you'll agree with me. Do you understand? Now stop arguing. Andlocks said sternly. Wolf sca

Nodding, a little scared, but not convinced.

One of the women in the crowd weakly protested, "You can't treat him like that!"

He glared at the woman viciously. "I can dispose of my property as I please. Do you think you can stop me all together?" He lowered his near-complete robe and grabbed the spear beside him menacingly. She avoided it, as did the others. After a moment of silence, he lowered his spear again, put the fairy on his shoulder, and continued to sew clothes.

"Friends, don't be afraid of me, but don't interfere in my business. This little girl is in dire need of a home. Maybe she will get better, and she will be a joy for the whole family. Please consider taking her out of my hands. ”

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Okles sighed. It didn't go as smoothly as he had hoped. After his request, why didn't ten people scramble to take care of her? He knew they had noticed his story and heard about her role in it. Don't these barbarians have no concept of honor at all?

The innkeeper walked up to Androl and said, "I have a gift for that girl, if you will accept it." She pulled out a beautiful silver net and showed it to the crowd. "Can I put this in her hair?"

He gestured to the girl and said, "Thank you, Gotzo."

e master. I am honored to receive your gift. ”

The woman expertly put the net over the girl's hair and coiled her braids into a bun. Gabi did not respond. A

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Okles thought it looked good, so he dressed himself up even more beautifully. Wolf sca

"She looks more like a princess now!" I think she's really a princess. Andrakes couldn't argue with that. It made him wish she hadn't broken down.

"Veteran, I'd love to hear your story. Can you share your face? Maybe I can get you some more wine to soothe your voice," Gotzo

E said, beckoning softly with the same graceful arm.

Androx knew what she was going to do. The longer each person stays, the more they buy. Maybe someone would get drunk and swear to him to take good care of the girl.

"I have a lot of stories if anyone wants to hear them. Wine really relaxes my voice and helps me tell the truth, or beer, if you have it, I prefer beer," he replied. "But, little fairy, would you like to try on your robes first?"

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Okles grabbed him before he hurt himself, then put him down and showed him the robes. It has a square cut on the back to make wings, and its edges are all sewn up instead of tied together with a tie, but that's not bad.

The fairy raised his arm, and Anchors draped it over him. Of course, because he has already measured, it is just right. Androcles showed the fairy how to tie the little belt, and then watched him dance with interest.

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Concentrated for a moment, his wings were suddenly revealed. Some in the crowd gasped, others applauded. However, the wolf sca

Ignoring them, he had another goal in mind. He flew directly to the spearhead and looked at himself in its reflection. He turned around and looked at himself from all angles.

He smiled with satisfaction, then flew straight into Andrx's face and gave him an awkward hug on the nose. He then quickly walked over to Gabi's side, trying to catch her eye. She didn't respond, even though he patted her nose. "Look what I'm wearing!" Look, princess! Look what I'm wearing," he said. Many in the crowd cast sympathetic glances at him, and Andrekles heard some whispers, wondering what he would do if the fairy knew she would never return.

Now that Wolf Scar was flying again, he couldn't keep quiet and had to fly around the room, watching everyone. He politely replied about 50 greetings and even shook hands a few times. When Anchors saw a couple of people looking more scruffy thinking about how to get out of the front door as quickly as possible, he called the fairy back and asked her to sit nearby.

A servant placed a large jug of beer on the table, and Anchors licked his lips and rubbed his hands. "Now it will allow me to speak," he said. He wanted to talk about his children, or rather, about the children of Agner, and how he rescued them, as well as the six robbers and six wolves he killed to protect them, but he decided to save this for another night - after telling the story of the cyclops, it seemed almost unbelievable.

Instead, he began: "The first time I went to war was when I was fifteen years old. Most soldiers train until they are 18 years old to fight in real war, but by the time I was 15 years old, I was taller and stronger than anyone in the army. My mentor Diokles vouched for me, so they let me go.

That season, the riverfolk revolted against the king of the Pessarian Empire, who had ruled them for twenty years. We call them river people because they live in a big city along a great river, which is wider and richer than any river in the world. Their civilization is ancient, much older than ours. Many of the gods they worship are the same as we are, but they are called by different names.

"Every year, the river floods its banks, leaving behind new soil, black and fertile, where the world's best wheat grows, in incredible quantities. This is where I learned to appreciate beer," he said. Then he stopped, took a big sip of beer, and heard a few cheers from the local drunks. Wolf sca

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Okles chased him away.

He went on to say, "I say civilization is ancient, and I mean it. They have huge and ancient temples and monuments, and they have forgotten how they were built. I myself once stood beside a hundred-foot-tall stone pillar carved from top to bottom with stories of fifty different kings. Once, I offered a sacrifice in front of a god that was so high that I was only up to his ankle. Their old buildings were too tall to be painted, so most of the stone was bare.

"I said they lived on the edge of a big river and the reason they didn't spread out was endless sand on both sides. In the desert, you can ride a horse for days without stepping on a stone. It's always hot there, even in winter. The rivermen didn't know it would snow.

"Well, the king of the rivermen was tired of giving so much grain to the great king, so he gathered all his soldiers and killed all the people of the great king. They also sank all his ships, strengthened all their best ports, and prepared for war.

"At that time, not a single city of Raphine was occupied by a great king; We won them all back in a big battle 15 years ago. The great king knew that we were not his friends and that he could not defeat us, so he sent messengers to the Hall of Glory with gold and good slaves. Each city sent its own elected representatives to listen to them, and we reached an agreement. We will help them to suppress the River People, they will give us three hundred talants, and sign a peace treaty with us for fifteen years.

"We crossed the sea in triremes, landed a few days from the river, and crossed the desert with enough supplies. The rivermen were excellent sailors who knew we were coming, but they didn't have enough boats to stop us from crossing the river. But because they were more afraid of our army than the army of the great king, they did everything in their power to stop us. They gathered an army of fifty thousand men to meet our twenty thousand, and we fought them first near their walled port. ”

Androx stopped, took another beer, ate some bread, and was deliberately unhurried, while the crowd waited to hear what was happening. He suspected that they had never seen such a large army, and probably half of them thought he was exaggerating. He's not.

He jokingly said, Gotzo

e sells ridiculously much for everything. She had the servants run around the room and put food and wine in front of everyone, and almost no one refused. If they continue to drink at the same rate, it is likely that the room will soon become very, very happy. He realized that he himself was starting to be happier. Then he frowned, remembering the beer in the basket. This pot doesn't look that sturdy, but what if it is?

He continued: "I sat in the sixth row of the front row, and my mentor Diokles sat in the first row, just in front of me. The battle began just after dawn. They sent cavalry to charge directly, which was an amateurish stupid mistake. Cavalry circled or harassed the flanks in the rear instead of attacking the center. All we needed to do was take out our spears, and half of the horses turned around right there. Any horse that does not turn around will be skewered. We killed one thousand and one hundred horses in the first charge, and another four hundred in the second.

"After the third charge of the cavalry, they still did not break through the line, but I had already moved to the fourth platoon, and the battle had not even really begun. The generals did not give the order to take ten steps back, we retreated just right, they had to step on their own horses to get close to us, and many of these horses did not die. When their infantry finally attacked us, they were a mess. Their rear team pushed too hard, the front team kept falling, being trampled on, the pressure was so great that our first two rows had to lay down their spears and prop up their shields.

"But that's what we're training for. The third and fourth rows, that's me, remember, poke them in the heads of our companions with our spears, and if they don't have enough armor, they will fall like last year's grapes. That's just the way it is. They wore helmets, but their shields were not large enough for such close combat, and we slaughtered them.

"I killed the first person that day. I'm tall enough to reach out of reach, so it's easy for me. Killed my ex-husband and stabbed him in the neck. The second shot hit the eye. A third shot in the chest, just below the collarbone. I forgot the rest, but I remember I killed eight people. Diokles is helping me record.

By noon, half of the dead and wounded had reached the level of their retreat. Half of them, it only took half a day. We lost less than a thousand people, another two thousand were wounded and survived. Our lightly armed troops pursued them and prevented them from regrouping, and our cavalry cut them off at their gates. When they saw that their retreat was blocked, everyone thought about themselves, and they threw everything and fled. We took that city without difficulty, and from there, each battle became worse and worse for them until we reached the city of their king, forcing them to surrender.

"When the generals heard that I was doing well, they put me in the third platoon, and I fought there for 16 years. They put the people in front of them in charge of blocking the way, and I was in charge of assassination. Half the time, those in front of me are dead, and I will finish the battle at the front. That's where I left these scars," he said, lowering his voice a little and sounding like a threat.

He watched as people re-examined him, this time raising their eyebrows, or showing other signs of surprise and realization, considering how many scars he had on his body. He took another long sip of beer, almost finishing the jug. He raised his hand to indicate that he hadn't finished his drink, then took a few more bites of bread and delicious spiced vegetables and finished his story.

"We conquered a people as large as theirs, but we did not receive as much of the booty as we deserved. The great king said that all the gold in their temple belonged to him and not to the river people, so we had to leave it alone. He also allowed us to rob and capture slaves for only one day in each city, so that the river people would not be too hurt to sustain food production. We brought sixteen talents of gold, forty talents of silver, and seven thousand men as slaves. We would have liked to have taken more, but we did not have a ship to carry them back across the sea, and the great king would not let us use his ship.

"The return trip at sea was terrible. The priests warned of bad omens in the weather, and the generals sacrificed ten oxen, but this was not enough. On the way back, a storm hit us, a very severe storm. We lost two tricades of warships and a whole bunch of small ships, most of which had our slaves on board. I survived, and so did Diokles. We returned with sixteen thousand out of twenty thousand soldiers and four out of seven thousand slaves. All the treasures did it.

"Ten years later, the great king died, and the new king broke his promise, but that's another story," he concluded. After a pause to make sure he was done, the Kelthals applauded. However, it seems to be soft; He suspects it's because they either don't believe his numbers or are frightened by them. Judging by the size of this "big city", if you count all the farmland around it, it probably only has 30,000 to 50,000 people. There may be no more than 100,000 Kertals anywhere. He could see the wheels in their heads spinning as they imagined what it would be like to face 20,000 Lafayettes.

He stood up and said, "Friends, it's getting late. Come again tomorrow, bring your sons, and I will teach them a thing or two about honor. I still have a lot of stories to tell. Think again about whether you'd like to bring this girl home, if only to commemorate me killing the Cyclops. ”

Andrkes puts the wolf sca

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The place on the lap was pulled up and placed back on his shoulder. Then he took Galby's hand and followed one of the servants out of the common room and up a wide staircase. Several locals tried to get his attention, but he ignored it. Let them stay up all night, see the reason and come back.

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The room chosen by Okles was at the end of the hallway, behind a door carved with ordered geometry. Opening the door, Anchors was startled by the size of the room; 20 or more people can sleep on the floor without bumping into each other. A sturdy, waist-high bed, the one he'd never seen before, leaned against the wall next to the window. The intricately carved legs and headboard completely dominate the room with their lavish elegance. Seeing the price of all this, Andlox stood there almost in awe. Even if you don't take into account the cost of the bed itself, the cost of transportation from the Honor must be huge. However, he realizes that the Kertals may be better at using wood than he thinks.

A bowl of fruit and a jug of wine was placed on the table next to the bed, and a large jug of water and a basin were placed under the window against the wall. The walls are adorned with a series of layman's, but not terrible, frescoes, and the room is filled with no less than six shiny vertical lamps. At the foot of the bed sits a small but ornate wooden chest with a key and lock, which Androcles uses to store his coin wallet.

The owner of the inn did exactly what he said he would do, found a doll-sized bed somewhere, and put it on the table next to the ordinary bed. The overall impression of this room is that it is neat, orderly and luxurious. Andrew had to smile; Gotzo

e has good taste and servants.

As he looked out of the small window to get a feel for his surroundings, the innkeeper knocked on the doorframe. She walked into the room and said, "Mr. Androx," she said, "and we have to talk."