"Well……"

Shep opened his mouth slightly, paused for a few seconds, and then adjusted to a smooth smile: "Oh, I missed it... But what's so strange about this? I'm the owner of a tavern, so I'm naturally more knowledgeable than ordinary people. I've also seen crows with three eyes, giants with two heads, and a woman with only one **!"

"..." Rega was obviously not satisfied with the other party's answer, but he was helpless.

Shep slowly turned around and held a steaming iron pot with both hands: "The broth has been stewed, and it will cost an extra fee if it is cold or hot."

Rega's lips twitched for a moment, and finally, after hesitating for a while, he took the iron pot and sat back to the table.

Shep sat opposite Rega with a smile: "Why are you so nervous? Silly boy, since you dare to walk with the heron sword, you must be mentally prepared to be exposed sooner or later."

Raiga didn't bother to reply, grabbed the spoon and put it into his mouth. The first bite of hot soup made his tongue tight, and his throat felt like a piece of charcoal was stuffed into it, but he still insisted on swallowing it. His hand holding the spoon shook slightly, half because it was hot, and half because he finally had something to eat.

"Eat slowly, silly boy."

Shep said: "I don't want to tell stories in the future that I've seen three-eyed crows, two-headed giants, a woman with a mad woman and a fool who choked to death when drinking broth."

Rega laughed and shook his head, finally slowed down his movements, and gently stirred the steaming stew with a spoon. The iron pot exuded the aroma of meat, the smell of pepper and cardamom, and there was something else that Rega couldn't say. Anyway, as long as there was meat, it would be enough. Although the iron pot was not big, it was enough to fill his hungry stomach sac.

"Since I've missed it, let's just talk about this sword more."

Shep asked with a gossipy expression: "How did you get it?"

"Picked up." Lei Jia said lightly.

"Picked up?"

Shep was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but raise his head and laugh, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared: "Interesting boy, I thought you would make up some unreliable stories to cover up! I was even ready to mock you, but I didn't expect you to be lazy to make up stories... I said you boy is using me to make up happiness, right?"

"Yes." Rega nodded seriously while eating.

"You actually admitted it..."

Shep was a little amused and laughed: "Boy, among the ten levels of equipment in the Four Kings Continent, only the equipment with enchantment or above is worthy of **. And this heron sword is definitely the king of the sword and the legend of the legend! Those who want to own this sword must also be a legend. Just a little hairy child like you who has not grown enough?" He ended with a sneer.

"A legend..."

Rega buried his head and blew the broth, and a heat rose up to cover his face.

The real owner of the Heron Sword is an old guy named "Heron". He has been taking care of Rega since he was a baby. He is not Rega's father, and he is unwilling to teach him to fight, and even refuses to tell Rega his name, so Rega can only call him Heron. In Rega's impression, Heron is not a legend. Rega has been wandering with him since he was a child, and has suffered many eyes and hardships. Until he died, Rega has never seen him pull out the sword. Once, Heron was knocked down by a group of rogues and peed on his face, and he never drew his sword to fight back.

But whenever Rega wants to touch this sword, Heron will stop him: "Rega, you are not yet old to play with swords."

"You are not yet old enough to play with swords!"

The same words came out from Shep's mouth, and he showed a seemingly sinister sneer: "Although as a fourth-level fighter, you can rely on the sharpness of your weapon to kill the fifth-level fighter Dirk, but you will definitely not be able to protect it without the legendary strength!" He said in one sentence, Rega's true strength.

"I will be." Rega said coldly. The fourth-level fighter is only stronger than most ordinary mercenaries. However, this level of fighting spirit was also developed by Rega with his own abilities.

“…”

The joke of Rega is even more funny than "picking up a legendary sword", but Shep tried it several times but couldn't laugh out loud. He had to change into a serious face: "Don't you understand yet, although the robbers in Crow Ridge are not strong, they still have their eyes. Even if you can't see that your sword is a legendary sword, called Heron, you can at least judge that your sword is enchanted or above. I don't know how you got through it before, but from now on, the news that you have good weapons will definitely be leaked. If you find your enemies in the future, you will definitely not be able to deal with it by relying on the sword in your hand!"

Rega surprisingly did not refute.

Shep's mouth deliberately twisted into a mocking arc: "So, silly boy, it's not certain whether you can see the sun tomorrow! You should finish the broth and leave here quickly. In addition, I advise you not to use this sword. The legendary heron sword is tempered by the fire of hell. The demonic things will inevitably bring ominousness to humans. It is recommended that you go to the main city to find a reputable auction house to sell it, and then buy a few acres of land, grow wheat, raise pigs and sheep, and marry a decent girl... Oh, may the Holy Light bless you to be a virgin when you are bridal chamber..."

"No." Rega replied softly.

Shep widened his eyes: "Don't want to marry a virgin? Could it be that you like a wife and a young woman? Tsk tsk... I really can't tell..."

"I won't sell this sword."

Rega said: "Unless I die."

"Listen to the boy!"

Shep Zhengrong said: "As a businessman, I never care about things outside the pub. But I still want to emphasize again that you have not even learned basic swordsmanship, but you are swaying everywhere with a legendary weapon, just like a naked girl walking on a street full of hooligans. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Yeah, I get it."

Lei Jia nodded: "I will hide the heron sword. If someone dares to touch its wrong thoughts, I will never be ruthless."

Shep scratched his beard on his chin and sighed: "Okay, okay, don't blame me for not persuading you before you die. Now, it's time to talk about your mission rewards. You killed people in my tavern, damaged my tables and chairs, dirty my floors, and drove away my guests. The money for those bastards when they left must be counted on your head! And there is also..."

Shep continued with his fingers: "A bottle of blood coagulation, a bottle of recovery potion, a bottle of antidote, and the broth you are drinking now, and the wood for the soup to cook should also be included..."

"Just tell me just how much reward is left in the mission." Rega said.

"Two silver coins."

Shep raised his eyebrows and emphasized with a thick face: "I said, I am a businessman."

"There is still left."

Rega was a little surprised: "It was really unexpected."

“…”

Shep didn't expect that Rega would have such a reaction, and couldn't help but feel a little discouraged: "Hmph, forget it, two silver coins are a waste for you. If you don't leave, you will definitely be killed by the robbers who drove back!" He stood up and threw off two jingling coins.

Rega did not retrieve the silver coins: "I still want food for tomorrow, just dry food."

Shep said coldly: "One and a half."

Rega pushed two silver coins over.

"I don't have any copper coins for you."

"Then lend me a shovel."

"what?"

"I want to bury the girl in the tree outside the door." Lei Jia said lightly.

Shep was stunned: "Boy, Crow Ridge has never had the habit of burying corpses. The frozen soil here is very hard, and you don't have much time..."

"It's okay." Rega picked up the broth again and drank the last drop.

Shep narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then turned around and walked into the room behind the wine table without saying anything...

In the evening, it started to rain on Crow Ridge. The cold wind blew on the wooden signboards of the Crow Tavern, making a squeaking sound.

Outside the tavern, Rega dug a shallow grave and buried the girl's body under the old oak tree. His arms were swelling and painful because of waving the shovel, and the calories obtained from eating the broth just now were almost gone - one thing Shep said was that the frozen soil in Crow Ridge was very hard.

The entire burial process was surprisingly calm. Shep, the owner of the Raven Tavern, stood in the bar counter of the tavern, wiping the wine glass in his hand, but his eyes were staring at Rega's every move intentionally or unintentionally. When Rega turned around, Shep quickly turned his eyes to something meaningless elsewhere.

Rega shook off the rain stains on his cloak and returned to the tavern. Compared to the first time he entered the door, there was an extra small package from Shep to him under his cloak, which contained the food he exchanged for with the last bit of silver coins: a piece of hard black bread like a stone, and a thin roasted garlic sausage like a finger.

"You should leave. We have already cleared up. I am a businessman, and you are penniless." Shep skillfully turned the wine glass and wiped the cup that he had wiped several times again.

"I know." Lei Jia nodded, but after nodding, he was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he slowly walked to the wall next to the bar with a mission reward token and stopped to watch.

"Boy, do you understand what I mean?"

Shep stopped what he was doing and said angrily: "If you don't understand, don't nod!"

"I'm going to take on the mission." Rega said, pointing to the token on the wall.

Shep said angrily: "It is not enough to waste my bread and garlic sausages. Do you still want to waste my reward order?"

"I will eat the bread and garlic sausages, and I will complete the task." Rega's voice exuded a subtle confidence.

"Child boy!" Shep paused for a moment, then smiled as a self-deprecating smile, "Forget it, why can't I bear to give up a reward token? You can pick it whatever you want. After you pick it, leave here quickly. I will never want to see you again. If you dare to go back to the Raven Crow Tavern to hand in the mission, I promise I won't even give you a copper plate."

Rega ignored Shep's bad attitude, and raised his hand to point at the latest reward order hanging on the wall, "I want to take this task."

"Take it." Shep readily took the reward order and threw it to Rega. "The village chief of Fenglin Village needs help. Their village was attacked by wild beasts. This task is to help them clear out wild beasts, and the reward is 60 silver coins. After leaving Crow Ridge, walk northward, cross the wooden cable bridge, and walk for a while, you will see Fenglin Village. Well, this is the mission introduction. Now, disappear from my eyes quickly!"

Rega quietly took the bounty token and turned away. When he walked to the door, he stopped and said without looking back: "Thank you, boss."
Chapter completed!