Captain of the first quarter

He walked down the street, carrying a rabbit in his hand.

It was a common hare on the edge of the desert, with gray fur, fat and large. The rabbit had a simple but sturdy straw rope tied to its hind legs, and it was clear that it had fallen into the hunter's trap and was caught alive and sold in the city. In the bazaars in the south of town, it is not surprising that the number of goods of this type is quite high.

"Hey, Captain, looks like you've bought a nice bunny. ”

A cooper on the corner greeted him as he was busy with his work.

"Yes, it's big, it's cheap, it only costs me 10 coppers. ”

"It's really cheap! Yes, if there is, I'll buy one later. This rabbit is enough for a family meal. ”

"Ha Lu Ha...... That would be a pity. That person only has one rabbit for sale, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to sell it so cheaply. ”

"Captain, if your rabbit skin is useless, why don't you give it to me. I can ask my wife to make a pair of rabbitskin gloves. ”

"It's easy, and I'm not short of gloves. ”

With these warm greetings, he carried the rabbit to his abode. It was a small, plain, featureless house in town. The rent is just as ordinary and unremarkable.

He walked into the room and came to the kitchen. The rabbit also seemed to know that the end of the road was coming, so he kept struggling. But the straw rope was tied so tightly that it was impossible to break free. He lifted the rabbit and slit its throat with a kitchen knife, putting the rabbit's blood in a cup.

The rabbit struggled to die, but he clung so tightly that it was not until the last drop of blood had dried up that he put the rabbit aside and picked up the cup instead.

Through the cup, you can feel the warmth and thickness of the rabbit's blood. But when he rushed into his nose was a pungent bloody breath, disgusting.

He reluctantly suppressed his vomiting and forced a small sip of rabbit blood.

The bloody breath that rushed into his mouth became stronger, and the salty, warm and sticky touch of his mouth was even more than he could bear. Unable to control himself, he threw himself in front of the basin and spat out everything in his mouth. The stickiness in his mouth lingered, so he poured a glass of water and rinsed his mouth carefully a few times to make himself comfortable.

I can't be a vampire, where is there a vampire who gags with blood?!!

He must have been a man of great cooking—at least a regular cook—for he found himself dexterous at handling rabbits, cutting them into small pieces, and putting them in large jars with spices. The fire rises, and soon, the aroma of meat begins to smell in the jar. Then he made the fire smaller, and then filled it with several large pieces of firewood that could burn for a long time, so that the rabbit soup could be stewed slowly, and when he returned, he could eat delicious rabbit meat.

When he went out, the young man next door laughed and joked with him.

"It's very fragrant, captain, you make a good dish. ”

That's right, Captain, this is Ashrufat's new identity. Delos, the name of the town, though exaggerated, is the garrison captain of Delos.

This town is a small town close to the desert and has neither resources nor specialties. Because there was really no oil or water here, the townspeople had long since gained autonomy from the lords of the area. It's a good deal for both parties. The lord can get his taxes on time, but he doesn't have to pay any price, he doesn't have to pay for the garrison, he doesn't have to be responsible for the security of the place. And the inhabitants of Delos can also save a lot of trouble, at least, they don't need to worry about the tyranny of the lord, and they don't have to worry about the barbaric oppression of the garrison. There is only a small militia force in the city, hired by the town council to be responsible for policing.

But unfortunately, some time ago, the town was threatened by a gang of wandering desert thieves.

The town council had to organize a force to hunt down the sand pirates, and they began to recruit mercenaries. At this moment, Ashrufat, who had come out of the desert, arrived. After a long journey through the desert, he was thirsty, hungry, exhausted, and penniless, so he enlisted in the army, and with little effort became the captain of the garrison.

The hunt for the sand pirates went smoothly, and there was nothing to write about in the whole process. When thirty soldiers surrounded the camp in the early morning while the sand thieves were sleeping, the eleven sand thieves could only end up dying in battle or being captured.

Next, Ashruphat became a captain who could do nothing all day. He rented a small room in the city and started his life again. Or maybe he thinks he's starting his life all over again.

When he walked out the door, he saw a child in the doorway.

"Captain Eshurufat, Mayor Mare told you to meet him. ”

Delos is not a big place. He soon came to the council hall, and as the boy had said, the mayor was waiting for him in his office. In this town, the mayor is not only the supreme leader, the employer of Ashrufat, but also the richest man in the city.

Standing in front of Ashruphat was a diminutive old man, gray-haired, lifeless, and dying. But Ashrufat knew that although the old man was old in appearance, when he saw gold or heard about money, his dry eyes would suddenly glow with enthusiasm that even young people could not match. To put it mildly, the mayor is a typical miser.

"Mayor, is there anything you want to order?" said Ashrufat, cautiously facing his boss.

Basically, nothing good is anything good for the mayor to look for him. The old man was very distressed about the mercenaries' commissions. He had a year-long employment agreement with the mercenaries, so he sighed and regretted it when he remembered that it would take him only a month to wipe out all the sand pirates. Whenever Ashrufat or other mercenaries were seen wandering the streets idly, the mayor's expression was as painful as if his father had died. He repeatedly revealed that he wanted to reduce the mercenaries' employment period, but no one paid attention to him. And although he was stingy, he was still very sensible, and he knew what the consequences would be if he broke the contract and fired these mercenaries.

This is also the reason why every time the mayor of the town sees Ashrufat, he does not have a good face.

But unexpectedly, this time the mayor's face was full of spring breeze. Ashrufat reckoned that the old man had either won a big game of cards last night or had suffered a stroke early in the morning.

"Captain, is there anything in town that needs your and your team's attention lately?"

"As far as I know, no. ”

"It's good so we can pump the force out. Mayor Town rubbed his hands together with joy. "I have a task for you. ”

"Speak. ”

"Three or five days later, an old friend of mine was coming to visit me. He is a key member of a large chamber of commerce in the South. He came with a sizable caravan. To tell the truth, he didn't have to pass Delos at all, but he made a special detour because he wanted to visit me. You know, although our people in Delos have always been simple and calm. But in that area south of Delos, thieves were rampant and unscrupulous. In light of this situation, I felt compelled to provide some safety assistance to that old friend of mine. After all, he was taking this unnecessary risk for me, for Delos. Are you right?"

After going around in circles for a long time, Ashrufat finally understood what the mayor meant. To put it bluntly, the mayor intends to use his power for personal gain. A mercenary hired with public funds to protect the safety of his personal friends. Well, it's a common thing.

"This ...... I think ......" he paused, but the mayor raised an eyebrow.

"Captain, do you think I'm abusing my power for personal gain? You're completely wrong in that way! That friend of mine is a big businessman with access to many countries. If he could make Delos a part of the trade route, it would be of immeasurable help to the city. The whole city will benefit from this! If he does anything to make a safety move, it will be an irreparable loss for Delos. If that happens, I can only assume that the presence of the garrison in Delos is completely out of the interests of Delos......"

In the face of such an aggressive posture and so many big hats, Ashrufat could only choose to surrender unconditionally and obediently obey the mayor's wishes. After all, the other party is the mayor of the town, and the mercenary's contract has clearly stated that he must follow the mayor's instructions.

The details were quickly worked out. When the caravan departed, Ashrufat would lead all thirty mercenaries as additional escorts to the next major city. The caravan will be responsible for all food and lodging for the entire team. And the security of Delos will be temporarily taken care of by the militia (this small city really has no security problems, at least Ashrufat has never encountered it). In the event of fighting and casualties on this trip, it will be carried out in accordance with the terms of the mercenary contract originally signed. At the same time, each mercenary will receive an additional salary as necessary for the return of the original route......

Looks like something has to be done. There are still three or five days, maybe even ten days...... It should be enough......

Ashruphat walked in deep thought, but he didn't look at the road because he was so engrossed. There seemed to be a young girl walking in front of her, dressed in a foreign costume.

“...... Your secret, you won't be able to keep it for long......"

At the moment when he passed by the girl, a faint sound came into his ears.

Ashrufat turned around in shock, but the street was empty, and the girl was gone.

When he returned to his residence, it was already dark. The jars in the kitchen are still making a "beep" sound, and the aroma is overflowing. The rabbit meat is so well stewed that it tastes so good that it's delicious.

After eating dinner and cleaning up, he opened the entrance to the basement. That's why he rented this house, which was small but had a separate basement.

Ashrufat walked into the basement with a candle. The basement was empty, and a huge black magic symbol was painted on the ground. The Red Blood Armor and the Withered Sword are placed next to the symbols.

"Carrie. He called softly.