"Where did she get the white bread?" Locke asked Rafi curiously.

Raffi blushed and explained, "Of course it was given by Henry's merchant. ”

Locke didn't believe it, white bread could only be eaten by the squadron leader, so Henry was barely at the same level as himself, where did he get the extra white bread to others. Most of the time Raffi and Christine did it themselves.

Because of Rafi's cultivation of fighting spirit, he doesn't know how much stronger he is than Henry's guards, his hands and feet are cleaner, and he steals something, Henry doesn't want to know.

Locke wanted to laugh at the thought of Henry's lunch when he suddenly found that a white loaf of bread was missing in front of him.

Rafi can't be blamed for taking Christine badly. Including Grace, the three daughters used to eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas in the Marquis's Mansion, and suddenly they could only eat wheat cakes and the like, and the three daughters could only eat white bread and other foods.

Since there are only women and children in this family, Locke is relieved about the safety of Grace's three daughters, and after some explanation, Locke withdraws the door and goes out.

There is a shack next to it, and there should be people living in the shack, but there is no one at this time, and the messy pots and pans show that the owner is in a hurry.

Just leave the horses here. Locke went to bring the horses of the three daughters, these horses were transferred by Locke from the cavalry squadron, the lives of horses are more precious than soldiers, if these horses are lost, Locke, as the transferee, will also pay the baron a lot of compensation.

Tying the horse's ropes, Locke turned to leave.

"Who are you!Why are you here?" Miller looked in horror at the man in front of him in Faustin's uniform, and from the man's heavily armed armor and the long sword dangling from his waist, Miller could tell that this was at least an officer.

Aren't the Faustins still on the west side, how could they be at his doorstep? Miller turned abruptly and looked at his door. The broken door seemed to tell Miller what had happened not long ago.

"You guy!" As if thinking of something bad, Miller let out a roar and lunged at Locke.

Locke looked at this guy who suddenly appeared suspiciously, although Miller participated in the defense of the city for a week, he was still just a civilian, and the flawed attack made Locke not interested in wasting time with him.

As if kicking the wooden door, Locke made a dashing 180-degree turn and kicked Miller in the waist, "Bang!" Miller flew sideways. After landing on the ground, his hand tightly covered the waist and abdomen that was kicked by Locke, and there was no movement for a long time.

Although he didn't use his fighting spirit, Locke's kick was really unbearable for ordinary people. In fact, Locke used only a third of his strength.

"Drink!" Suddenly, a figure rushed over and hugged Locke, this person was taller than Locke, more than one meter and eight, the funny thing is that after hugging Locke, the big man wanted to lift Locke and throw it out, but Locke didn't move a step for a long time, but the big man froze there.

"Hmph, only brute force fools. Locke smiled contemptuously, raised his right foot, and kicked the man's left leg, the man stumbled, followed by a beautiful back fall by Locke, who followed Miller and was thrown aside by Locke.

This time, Locke exerted his strength, and after the man's back fell to the ground, a stream of blood spurted out, mixed with some broken internal organs.

"Orn!" Miller shouted at the man who had fallen to the ground.

"Brush. Locke drew his sword and prepared to finish off the two uninvited guests who had suddenly appeared.

The clothes worn by Miller and Orn, Locke has not been uncommon over the years, and he has not killed less. Two Charlotte brutes, Locke thought.

Locke, who has the strength of a low-level squire, is not something that just two ordinary soldiers can resist, and besides, they are not soldiers, they can only be said to be two ordinary adult men.

The moment he raised his long sword and was about to swing it down, the Charlotte woman he had met in the wooden house ran out, "Don't!"

After running out, he knelt in front of Locke, kept kowtowing and crying, "Please, don't kill him!" The woman wearing rag patches on her body looked so weak and helpless at this time.

Not only the woman, but also her two children ran out crying, shouting at one of the Charlotte soldiers who had fallen to the ground, "Daddy." ”

Locke understood it all at this moment.

"Spare their lives. Grace walked out at some point.

"I need a reason. Locke said.

Grace was dumbfounded.

Locke was not as hostile to the Charlottes as the other Faustin soldiers. But this is a division of people, and only women and children can get Locke's mercy.

Locke has never been soft on Charlotte soldiers, and the soft Faustin soldiers can't live until now.

"Please!" the Charlotte woman next to her was still kowtowing and begging, blood already pouring out of her forehead.

"Betty!" Miller on the ground saw his wife suddenly appear, and there was no pain at the moment, only a sense of joy. "Betty, it's great you're okay!" Miller struggled to crawl up to Betty's side, hugging his wife and two children.

Seeing this scene, Locke was a little unable to make a move. The long sword he was holding did not fall for a long time.

"Daddy has brought you something to eat. Ignoring the pain, Miller felt two small pieces of jerky and a wheat cake from his chest.

The jerky and wheat crackers had already broken into pieces when they hit the ground, but Miller insisted on feeding them to the two children. He knew that his children, including his wife, had probably not eaten for more than a day.

"You owe me my life!" Locke said as he said this, turning to leave. The civilians living in the surrounding houses were obviously attracted by what was happening here, and opened the cracks in the windows one by one to look secretly, Locke didn't want to expose the three Grace girls.

Grace apparently understood what Locke meant, "Go back quickly, he won't embarrass you." Grace said to Betty.

Betty nodded hurriedly, got up and helped Miller to walk home.

"And him. Miller pointed to his wife as he fell to the ground.

Betty said she knew, and after helping Miller back, she came out and pulled the unconscious Orn into the house.

Looking at all this that happened, Grace shook her head, this is the sorrow of the little people, the price that the defeated should bear.

Miller knew why that Faustin officer would say they owed him his life. He thought that he and Orn were destined to die. Not only because of the collision with Locke, but also because of the skin he and Orn were wearing.

Since they are Charlotte soldiers, they and Locke are the opposite group. During the week's siege, Miller spent most of the time stabbing down with his spear or carrying boulders and logs, but he also wounded many Faustin soldiers.

Miller himself wasn't sure if he already had a few Faustin soldiers' lives on his hands.

At this time, even if Locke killed him, he felt normal.

"It seems that the Faustin people are not as barbaric and terrible as they imagined. Miller muttered. "Hiss~" His child was still kicking in his arms, and had just touched the wound that had been kicked by Locke. "Bob, are you trying to kill Daddy?" Miller pinched his son's face.

Bob grinned, a hint of white crumbs peeking out between his teeth. When Miller noticed, he turned and stole a look at the three Graces who were standing on the other side of his house.

As if sensing Miller's gaze, Grace smiled and explained, "We'll just stay one night and leave." ”

The house was originally small, but now there are eight people living in it, and there is really no place for anything other than the place to stand. Betty looked carefully at her husband's wounds, the two children played on one side, Orn lay on one side, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and the three Grace daughters stood on the other side of the family, closest to the door.

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