Chapter 3: The Mysterious Girl
"Then as an apology, the next time we meet again, you can ride as long as you want. Tavent touched Bathter's head lovingly.
"You seem to be her owner, such a cute kitten, don't bully her. Then, the tall centaur said to Raymond half earnestly and half enviously.
"Meow, young master, listen, people say I'm cute. "Bath was immediately beautiful.
Isn't it cute?,Raymond smiled wryly and shook his head, that's because you haven't understood the stupid cat's real name.
Unlike their rugged appearance, the surnames of these centaurs are straightforward and heroic, which makes people quite favorable. Coupled with their identities as orcs, Raymond couldn't help but think of his fellow orcs in the northern wasteland.
Elder Robard, and Mom, when will I see you again...
At this time, Tavent said, "Then, we should also go, everyone take care." β
"In any case, thank you again for your selfless help. Please keep in mind that if there is anything that we at the Lowville Chamber of Commerce can repay you in the future, please feel free to let us know. Javier said to him.
"Okay, I remember. No longer as cold as he had just been, Taven nodded in response.
Because of Bathter's relationship, the two sides were strangers, and the relationship quickly became a lot closer, and it seems that although she often gets into trouble, she can sometimes play an unexpected role.
After taking two steps, he turned back again: "Belen is the chief of the guard of the 'Mad Prince' Renard, although I don't know how you provoked them, but it is best to be careful in the future." Now in Orat City, there is no order at all. β
Sure enough, could it be that the "master" in Belen's mouth was really the famous mad prince of the Dirk Kingdom, Renard? Raymond and Javier couldn't help but be surprised.
After the centaurs left, Raymond said to Lorna, who had been silently beside him and had not spoken, "So, can you tell us now, why did you attack Renard's men?"
"......" There was a moment of silence, but Lorna said, "I'm sorry, I'm leaving." β
"What?" said Baste, "Do you want to run away when you're done?"
"I know I'm sorry guys. Lorna bent down deeply: "I would like to express my sincerest apologies. β
"Hey, hey. Raymond couldn't help but say: "Causing us to get into such a big trouble, this can't be solved by just apologizing, you should know very well that it's Prince Dirk's person, right?"
Lorna nodded softly: "Yes, I'm sorry..."
"I know I'm sorry it's useless, young master, I must teach this stinky girl who doesn't know the height of the sky. Baste snorted and rolled up her sleeves and was about to go to the front of the mountain.
"It hurts, it hurts..."
But it was Raymond who grabbed Catwoman's ears and pulled her back: "Come on, you're not qualified to talk about others, right?"
"Young master, you clearly promised Tavent that you would not abuse me. Baste looked at him pitifully.
Raymond's hand twisted again.
"Meow, people know it's wrong. β
Restraining Bath, Raymond said, "If nothing else, you should at least tell us who you are, or who sent you, right?"
Lorna still shook her head: "I'm sorry, I can't answer your question." β
As she spoke, she took a slow breath and reached out to press the hilt of her sword: "I'm really sorry for today's incident, but I have to go." If you have to stop it..."
Her meaning was obvious, if Raymond insisted on asking, she would not hesitate to make enemies of everyone.
"Youβ" Bath scowled again, "I can teach her a lesson now, right?"
Raymond waved his hand: "Forget it, Bath, let her go." β
"Huh, why?"
"No, why, since others don't want to say it, then don't force her. Raymond said.
Then he said to Lorna, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not afraid of being your enemy. It's just that we received free help from those centaurs, so what happened just now should be treated as if we also helped you for free. Since you really don't want to say anything, then please. β
Lorna's eyes showed gratitude, and she gave everyone a standard knightly salute: "I will never forget your kindness, and if I have the opportunity in the future, I will repay it." β
After speaking. Lorna turned and walked straight away.
Looking at Lorna's thin back, Raymond couldn't help but sigh, "There are really a lot of strange girls in this city." β
But it was he who remembered the strange girl with a barrel when he was waiting outside the home secretary's mansion, Brauss.
"There are few people, and people are counted. β
"No, you're just a strange cat. β
"Woo... How so. β
"What did you say?" said Javier, curiously.
"Ah, no, nothing. Raymond shook his head: "It's just that I remembered another person." β
As he spoke, he said, "Mr. Javier, I let that girl go without permission, I hope you don't mind. β
Javier smiled: "Where, if it weren't for Lord Raymond's protection this time, I might have died in Orat City for no reason." Dare to go against the prince of Dirk alone, her origin is certainly not simple, and we really don't need to persecute too much. β
"If that guy is really the prince of Dirk, we're in a lot of trouble this time. Raymond couldn't help but understand.
The most depressing thing is that this trouble is still inexplicably contaminated, and I encountered so many things on the second day of coming to Orat, and I am afraid that this trip will not be smooth sailing.
"yes. Javier also sighed: "However, strictly speaking, we were only accidentally implicated, and it has nothing to do with them. As long as you are careful, I believe that a prince does not have the spirit to always stare at us who are insignificant. β
As he spoke, he changed his voice, touched his chin and smiled: "Besides, compared to the losses suffered, the gains this time are not small." If you can sell their horses, wine, and rare minerals, it will be a huge income."
"So, so whether this business is a profit or a loss, it is really uncertain. This adventure to the city of Orat was really worth it"
Sometimes, Raymond really doesn't understand these businessmen, who are about to lose their lives one moment, but the next moment they start to think about the benefits they can get, and they really want money and don't want their lives. It can only be attributed to the fact that the surname is natural.
He had no choice but to say, "It's not safe here, let's go back to the hotel quickly, and the soldier's injuries should be treated as soon as possible." β
Although Javier escaped the attack, most of the 10 soldiers he brought with him were wounded, but fortunately no one died.
Javier clapped his hands as if he suddenly realized: "Yes, I almost forgot, there is an important banquet tonight, and I have to hurry back to prepare it for you." β
"Oh my God, spare me. β
"What, the prince of Dirk, the centaurs of the Godan Steppe Alliance, the girl of unknown origin?"
When the group returned to the inn, Freddie exclaimed in surprise after hearing what had happened to them that morning.
"Damn, such important information, I wasn't there on the spot. He said bitterly.
"Wow, where are you looking for death?" Harlot said with an incomprehensible face: "Lao Tzu should be glad, fortunately he didn't follow." β
Freddie gave him a contemptuous look: "How could someone like you understand that this is a great opportunity to gather intelligence." The mere fact that it proves that there is a deep hatred between the kingdom of Dirk and the Godan steppes is very valuable. Not to mention the origin of that girl, why on earth did she attack Renard's men... Damn, I really want to know. β
Soon, the intelligence maniac was in working mode.
We asked her, but she refused to say it, and the young master did not allow people to force her to say it. Baste said rather depressedly.
"What?" Freddie stared at Raymond in disbelief, "You let her go so easily?"
"Uhhhh
Raymond explained: "Lorna's origin is indeed not simple, but we have just formed a conflict with the Dirks, and I don't think it is appropriate to set up any more opponents, so it is better to just make a favor and let her go." β
Freddie said angrily, "What is this called?" If she refuses to speak, you should arrest her, coerce her, torture her, or let her tell the truth. If you can't do it, just bring her, and I have the means to get her to say. β
"But you've let go of such a good opportunity, maybe we'll get a valuable insider!" he almost yelled at Raymond at the end.
Although Raymond is the boss, Freddie, who has entered a state of intelligence paranoia, is very imposing, and at this time, it is not an exaggeration to say that his six relatives do not recognize him.
In the face of Freddy's "following offense", Raymond was not annoyed. It is precisely because of this persistence that he was able to construct a preliminary intelligence system for himself in a short period of time.
At this time, Javier smiled and said, "Mr. Freddy, please don't be angry, if you want information, you have a better chance tonight." β
"What?"
Javier pulled out the invitation he had spent a lot of money on: "Tonight there will be a dinner for delegates from all over the world, at the residence of Duke Charles, Prime Minister of Gaspard, and we can have three of us. Therefore, I intend to invite you to go with Lord Raymond. β
"Really?" Freddie said in surprise, "Great, why didn't you say such a thing earlier." β
As he spoke, he said to himself, "Great, what a rare opportunity, I will definitely remember everything I saw tonight..."
At this time, the elf Hilnith cried out, "Hey, hey, mistakenly, why not me?"
Javier was puzzled: "This... Because there are only three places..."
Hilnis was dissatisfied: "I'm an elf, how can I look more suitable than this guy with a gloomy face, right?"
Freddie said coldly, "Do you understand the etiquette of banquets?"
The elf was furious: "What? are you sarcastic that Lao Tzu was raised by mercenaries?"
Freddie scoffed, "Unfortunately, that's not where you should be because of your foul language." β
Hillness: "I'm @#$^-" followed by a long list of unpleasant expletives.
It was the first time he had seen this elf in the market, and Javier was stunned.
The confused catwoman was also unwilling to be lonely: "Young master, why can't it be someone else? β
"Shut up, don't mess with me!"
Catwoman who can never figure out the situation, the vulgar elf, Harlot, who is greedy for life and afraid of death, the paranoid and venomous Freddy, my subordinates, are really a group of people with distinct surnames...
When there was a lot of commotion, there was a sudden noise outside the door: "Mr. Ackerman, you can't come in here, please leave..."
Before he could finish speaking, the door opened, and a man strode into the room, followed by several anxious-looking innkeepers, none other than the liar Ackerman.
"Mr. Javier, we... He's the one who insistedβ" The waiter pointed apologetically at Ackerman.
"Hehe, it's okay, let him in. Javier waved his hand at them.
The waiter had no choice but to retreat. Freddie was being annoyed by Hillness's quarrel, and said coldly, "What are you doing here? We don't have any money for you to make here." β
"Hehe, that's not necessarily. Ackerman still looked like the old god was there, and he found a chair and sat down, "I heard that you had a conflict with Dirk's people, right?"
"What?" I didn't expect this person to be so well-informed, and everyone was surprised to hear this, knowing that it was only an hour ago, and there were very few witnesses.
How does this guy know?
"How do you know?" asked Freddie.
Being well-informed means having a high level of intelligence-gathering ability, which is a rare talent. At this time, Freddie looked at Ackerman again, and it could be described as a twinkle in his eyes.
Unaware that he had been taken by a terrible fellow, Ackerman said triumphantly, "I have some friends in the city defense team, and one of them happened to come across your battle with the Dirks, so it reached my ears. β
As he spoke, he said with a puzzled expression: "Aren't you here to find a chance to make money, how can you mess with the people of the Dirk Kingdom?"
Javier smiled bitterly: "It's hard to say, it's just a misunderstanding." β
Ackerman nodded: "No wonder, I said how could anyone be stupid enough to mess with the 'Mad Prince' Renard." β
Hearing the name of this "mad prince" mentioned all the time, Raymond couldn't help but say, "Why do you call him that?"
"Why don't you even know this?" said Ackerman, surprised.
"That's because the guy is crazy, does whatever he wants, and never takes the consequences," he explained. But it's nothing if it's just like that, it's just a royal madman, but what's really scary is that Renard is very shrewd, he just prefers to solve his problems in some evil, or unconventional ways, so that he can do a lot of horrible things. Under the fear of the people, the name of the 'Mad Prince' spread. β
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