This group of people went straight to the largest tavern in the small town and sat down. Illosi and others took off their hats and scarves, which immediately caused a commotion in the tavern.
It goes without saying that Iloth and Ekaterina are beautiful. Barbarian tribes such as the War Eagle Clan were subordinate to the high elves back then. There were many half-elves in the tribe, and the thin blood of the high elves still flows through them.
According to the high elves' habit of judging people by their appearance, the races they belong to must also have outstanding appearance.
Therefore, although the remnants of the high elves are called barbarians by the outside world, in fact, from the oldest to the youngest, the appearance of the tribe is all regular, with a high proportion of handsome men and beautiful women.
Although the special helmets covered most of their faces, they could not hide their beauty.
Even a girl like Jenny, who is much inferior to Ekaterina, is still breathtakingly beautiful in the eyes of most humans.
The owner of the tavern also ran out. Seeing the imposing manner of this group of people, he was obviously a big shot, so he asked the maid to get the best wine while running over diligently.
"My lord, is this your first time coming to Carcassonne? Then you must try the whiskey brewed by the shop. It has been hidden in the wine cellar for twenty years!"
The tavern owner was very discerning, and he knew at a glance that these people were all taking orders from Ekaterina, but she was so beautiful that it made people dizzy.
Yekaterina smiled and said: "Okay, let's get five bottles first. Make some good dishes if you have any, but they must be light."
When he heard that it was five bottles, the boss immediately burst into laughter. He quickly ordered the maid to get the wine, for fear that Yekaterina would regret it. Then he came over with a charming smile and asked:
"Honorable Sir, judging from your aura, you must be a noble! Why did you come to our Carcassonne during this season? We don't have any specialties here, and it's not a major transportation road."
"I am indeed a noble, but I am not from Batoria. I am from Albrex."
The tavern was now packed with people. After hearing what Ekaterina said, there was a lot of discussion. "What are the Yankees doing here? They are not following the official path."
"Do you know how to meet the city lord? I have something important to discuss." Ekaterina's smile almost suffocated the men in this small town.
"Oh my God, she must be a noble princess, at last a duke, the eldest lady of a marquis family!" everyone thought in their hearts.
"Of course, the City Lord is in the City Lord's Mansion in the city center. If necessary, I can lead you." The tavern owner said diligently.
"Then I'm sorry to trouble you..."
Before Yekaterina could finish speaking, a loud voice suddenly sounded:
"How can you, Lord City Lord, just meet each other? You northern barbarians from Albrex, now I want to search you."
A tall young man stood out from the crowd and stood in front of Ekaterina and others. He was quite imposing and had an arrogant look on his face.
"My name is Hughes, and I am the warrior captain under Earl Fuller. This beautiful lady, although you are a guest from afar, I still search for you. Your whereabouts are very strange, why did you come to Batoria without leaving official duties?
We are crossing the Rocky Mountains instead, and we are doing something illegal! If you can't convince me, then come to the military camp with me and explain it to me! You followers also need to go together!"
While Hughes tried his best to act dignified, his eyes could not help but glance at Ekaterina's breathtaking appearance and graceful figure. Obviously, he was more concerned about Ekaterina going with him.
Yekaterina smiled and whispered to Elos, pretending not to see Hughes at all, while the other druids and warriors of the War Eagle clan looked at Hughes warily.
A voice from the surrounding crowd shouted: "Hughes! Put away your tricks! It seems that this beautiful lady is a big shot. If you offend her, your brother who is a knight may not be able to protect you.
Stay with you!"
Hughes was squeezed by the man and couldn't get off the stage immediately. He suddenly pulled out his dagger, stuck it on the table in front of Eloise and Ekaterina, and shouted:
"I said, you people are very suspicious! You all need to come with me! I'm a mid-level swordsman, don't give me any wrong ideas! Damn, are you deaf, you pretty boy?"
Eloise was about to take care of this clamoring trash, but Ekaterina pushed him down and touched the back of his hand a few times.
Ekaterina stretched out her left hand and said with a smile: "So you are already an intermediate swordsman. How disrespectful. Look, is there anything strange about my hand?"
Ekaterina's slender hands moved slowly in the air, causing Hughes to swallow a mouthful of spit.
Hughes looked left and right, not only beautiful, but also beautiful, soft and boneless, like thickened fat, not even a single hand could make people crazy.
He finally couldn't help it anymore, and was about to grab the little hand that made his passion soaring, when an accident happened.
A dazzling electric light lit up in Ekaterina's hand. The eyes of the people in the tavern turned white and they could not see anything clearly. Then they heard Hughes scream, followed by a burst of burnt blood.
The smell permeated the entire tavern.
When everyone's eyesight recovered, Hughes's upper body was charred and black, and he fell to the ground.
I don't know who suddenly shouted: "It's magic! She is a magician!"
The tavern immediately became abuzz!
To ordinary people, magicians are extremely powerful and mysterious figures. In the thousands of years of history of Carcassonne, there have been no more than ten magicians.
People in the tavern were pushing each other, vying to get to the front to see the traces of magic and the real magician. People were extremely excited, and many of them were already thinking about how they would play with their wives or other women.
Already.
Magician! What is the concept of a magician? Think about it, Hughes has been running rampant in the city of Carcassonne, but he was knocked unconscious by this magician with a single spell!
Many people are already regretting that they did not see clearly how Ekaterina performed magic. The owner of the tavern was so happy that he almost fainted. He has decided to change the sign of the tavern to 'Noble Beauty Magic'
The pub where I stayed as a teacher'.
Ekaterina was very satisfied with the effect. She picked up the wine glass and poured the wine with ice cubes on Hughes' head.
"Ah!" Hughes shuddered and woke up. Soon, he knew what had just happened from the loud comments of the people around him.
He staggered and jumped up, pointed at Ekaterina and her group and said tremblingly: "Don't think that because you are a magician, I am afraid of you! You have the skills! Just wait, my brother is the most powerful under Count Fuller.
Knight, if you have the ability, don’t leave!”
Ekaterina asked with a playful smile: "Is your brother a high-level knight?"
"He is a bronze knight! Hey, it's too late for you to regret it now. I want you to know the price of offending me, Hughes!" After that, Ketu, who was all charred, rushed out of the tavern.
Eloise and Ekaterina looked at each other and smiled. They had seen too much of this kind of lascivious trash, so they let Hughes go.
Elos called the tavern owner and said, "I'm disturbing everyone's drinking pleasure. I paid all the bills here today!"
The tavern was filled with cheers.
No one dared to get too close to Ekaterina and Ilosu because these two people were so beautiful. Coupled with their noble status and strength, it was difficult for everyone to get close to them.
Although I don’t know who the pretty boy is or what his strength is, he seems to be a big noble and should not be trivial to offend.
But the two men seemed to be relatively easy to get in touch with, so the hospitable residents of the small town began to toast a young man from the War Eagle clan.
Soon, the members of the War Eagle clan got along well with these people. After drinking and drinking, these bold and enthusiastic people of the Knight Kingdom all regarded the young men of the War Eagle clan as good friends.
Although Hughes is considered a local bully, the folk customs of the Kingdom of Knights are also tough. Although he is not a knight, under the influence of the Kingdom of Knights, his moral standards are generally high. Naturally, he will look down upon Hughes, who is a bully.
Up.
After getting drunk, no matter what legend or swordsman he is, he will be ignored, let alone this little Hughes?