Link followed Old Scuva and entered the bandit's lair surprisingly smoothly.
It could be seen that the patrolling bandits were quite relaxed and did not pay attention to Link who had his head lowered, let alone the knight's sword on his back.
Link followed closely behind Old Scuva, listening to the old man's non-stop chatter. He lowered his head all the way, for fear that the other bandits would notice that he was different from that Kalma.
Although he did not dare to hold the hilt of the big sword with his hand, he always paid attention to adjusting his position and angle every step he took, placing himself in a place where a fight could break out at any time.
This is a den of thieves, with thousands of tough bandits occupying it. These guys have been running rampant on the border between the two empires for so many years, but they are not all like the confused crazy old man walking in front of them or the lax outsiders.
The guards are not wary at all.
Sure enough, Link felt that he had been cautious enough, but he had only walked a short distance into the den of thieves when a bandit chased him from behind.
Link looked at Old Scuva in front of him as if he hadn't noticed. He was still mumbling, and the bandits beside him were still noisy. He stopped slightly, catching every step of the bandit, and calculating
I was wondering what kind of actions should I take to subdue the robber as quickly as possible and with the smallest noise.
Close, closer again.
All the muscles in Link's body tensed.
The bandit put his hand on Link's shoulder. Link suddenly stopped and was about to turn around suddenly. Suddenly, Old Scuva who was walking in front said "Ouch" and turned his head, just in time to catch Link's attack.
The action of getting ready was slowed down a bit.
"Ha, I caught you." The robber who put his arm around Link's shoulders held up a wine bottle and waved it in front of Link: "Come on, come on, let's drink this bottle."
"Uh", Link then understood. He watched the guy take another bottle of wine in his hand and pour it into his mouth. He didn't even notice his actions and quickly took the bottle from the guy's hand.
He poured out most of it first, and then pretended to pour it into his mouth: "Cheers to the boss's wedding!"
"Yes, yes." The bandit opposite finished the bottle of wine in his hand and happily patted Link on the shoulder: "For the boss's wedding!"
He staggered away, no longer paying attention to Link, and continued to find others to drink. He kept muttering: "Boss, I'm so happy, when will it be my turn... ugh... say
Maybe he will die tomorrow..."
"Old Skuva", Link's sharp gaze stared at the back of Old Skuva who had turned his face again: "What happened to you just now!"
"Oh, I'm getting older." Old Skuva didn't even turn around and rubbed his legs: "I accidentally twisted my foot. It's really..."
Link frowned and looked at Old Skuvarna's steps that became slightly limp. He couldn't see anything wrong, so he could only continue to follow him and walk inside.
After the scene just now, Link finally dared to raise his head slightly and look around, and with this attention, he understood that in fact, his caution just now was completely unnecessary, because now in this den of thieves,
Although there are many bandits, no one will notice Link at all. No, to be more precise, in the current den of thieves, no one will notice anyone else. What they are doing now
The thing is to pour bottle after bottle of wine into your own mouth or the mouth of others.
Of course, most of them are just like the bandit just now, they are so drunk that they can't even see clearly who is in front of them.
So Link began to boldly observe his surroundings. No matter what, even if he could successfully sneak up on the monster boss and kill him in one fell swoop, he still had to plan his retreat route in advance.
This lair of the horse thieves who ran rampant in the two empires is surprisingly simple. In fact, it is just a few wooden houses built casually in a canyon in the mountains. Many houses do not even have the bark of the trees removed.
Set it up.
And that narrow gorge has become the only entrance to the thieves' lair, and it is indeed quite concealed.
There are thousands of bandits living here, and there are indeed quite a few houses in this lair, and they all look similar in appearance. There are no particularly tall buildings. If no one leads the way, I'm afraid it's just a
It is almost an impossible task to find where the monster boss is hiding.
Now it seems that all the robbers did not stay in the house. They ran out and lit piles of fires in the open space. Then they sang and danced around the fire and drank wine to each other. If they didn't know that these were robbers, they would really think they were
What are the carnival residents living in the mountains and forests?
"Decadent." Old Skuva rubbed his rosy nose and sighed: "Look at you guys, one or two of you have become like this after drinking. Just now, your uncle Stewa said it from a doctor's professional point of view.
I suggest you drink less, but no one listens to me. Young people, drinking too much is harmful to your health!"
"I'm happy," Link responded vaguely, "Brothers are all happy for the boss!"
"Exactly." Old Scuva curled his lips: "That's just an excuse. It's just that the wine you drink on weekdays is not as good as today. As long as there is a chance, you will not torment yourself till you are drunk before you are willing to be quiet.
"
"But it's no wonder," Old Scuva sighed: "In your line of work, you don't know what will happen tomorrow. You may not know when those imperial coalition forces will come up again. You will seize every opportunity to have a carnival.
That’s as it should be!”
"Speaking of which, uh", Old Scuva burped again: "You are all pitiful people. If there is no other way, who would be willing to do this business? It's really..."
He shook his head and walked ahead.
Link looked at his back, thoughtfully.
He couldn't see the depth of this old guy more and more clearly.
It seems that every sentence is just idle chatter, but it seems that every sentence also contains some other meanings.
From the moment he glanced at his hiding place to the sudden twist of his foot just now, these timings all happened too coincidental, right?!
Damn it, I really met an old pervert again!
What does he want to hint to himself?!
"Uh", Old Scuva took Link around a corner and stopped in front of a house. He turned his head around and looked around: "It seems to be this one, and it seems to be...that's not right either.
Where is it? This..."
Link looked at the old guy with some vigilance and asked: "Old Scuva, what's wrong with you?!"
"Why do all the houses here look exactly the same?" Old Skuva touched his head a little embarrassedly: "I can't remember clearly, Kalma, the boss's house should...should be this one, right?"
Link's heart skipped a few beats. He walked to the door of the house, pretended to observe, and said, "It should...it seems...it's this one!"
While speaking, his sensitive sensing ability had already made him aware that there was indeed a person in the room, and through the subtle movement, Link could almost accurately grasp the position of the person in the room.
and direction.
Link's hand slowly moved to the hilt of the great sword on his back.
He has personally experienced the terror of the monster boss. Now Link is in the lair of bandits. If he can't take advantage of his unpreparedness and kill him with one strike, so that when the bandits find out, they will rush forward.
No matter how powerful the knight is, he can't resist it.
Just when he had gathered enough momentum and was about to break through the door, the old Scuva standing behind him yelled "Ouch" again. Before Link could turn around, he felt a burst of force behind him.
A huge force hit his butt, and then he was knocked straight through the door like a cannonball, rushing into the room in a completely different posture than he originally expected.
Old Scuva laughed weirdly behind him. This old madman actually kicked Link in with just such a kick.
In fact, Link had always been wary of Old Skuva standing behind him, but Old Skuva's kick was really fast and accurate, and he didn't even make a sound, let alone a sneak attack from behind.
Standing in front of him, Link might not be able to escape.
However, Link was not in the mood to think about these things now. As soon as he touched the ground, he almost instinctively jumped up, drew out the knight's sword in his hand, and pointed it at the person standing in front of him.
"It's useless what you say, I will never marry him!" What sounded in Link's ears was a woman's voice that was so clear and melodious that it sounded much better than the cry of a bird.
"Don't make a sound!" Link didn't even have time to think about what was wrong. The big sword in his hand was placed on the woman's neck: "Don't scream!"
He turned around and glanced at the door that had been knocked open. Fortunately, the robbers seemed to be doing their own thing, and no one noticed it.
"Aren't you that monster?" The sweet voice sounded again, sounding a little confused: "Who are you?!"
Link turned around and finally came to his senses, realizing that the person standing in front of him was a woman.
"Beauty!" If Link's little daddy or that old pervert, Mentor Calvin, was here now, he would definitely shout this word when he saw the woman in front of him, and then make that quick change in his eyes.
It's heart-shaped, and it looks like saliva is about to flow from your mouth.
Under the curly and golden hair, two big eyes with a hint of azure were looking at Link flickeringly. Under the straight bridge of the nose were stubborn red lips, which were even more prominent against the backdrop of a black gauze dress.
With her flawlessly white and tender skin, even the most picky person will admit that she is an undisputed beauty.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Link just shrugged, moved the knight's sword away from the girl's neck, and then turned his attention to observing the bandits outside the door: "I didn't mean any harm.
, Miss, please keep your voice down so as not to disturb the person outside the door!"
As for Link, he doesn't seem to have any feelings for beautiful women for the time being. Although he once encouraged Baal to find Miss Tamina when he was in Koro Castle, but for this kind of thing, whether he likes it or not,
He never understood what was going on, but he just knew that every time he mentioned this thing, Baal, who always seemed more powerful than him, would blush, so he always liked to mention it in front of Baal.
Now he took the initiative to put away the knight's sword, just out of etiquette that a knight should abide by.
How could the great Knight Link aim his knight's greatsword at a woman who showed no hostility?
Even if the person standing in front of him is not a beautiful woman but looks like Mrs. Ivor, Knight Link will do this without hesitation.
"If it's convenient," Link recalled some knightly etiquette that Master Calvin occasionally mentioned when he was bored, and said in a very gentlemanly language: "Can you tell me which house the boss of the horse thieves lives in?!
"
Well, Little Daddy and Mentor Calvin once said that women are different from men. Even though Knight Link is so old, he has never tried to communicate alone with a woman who seems to be about the same age and is not a friend. It feels really troublesome.
.
"Who are you?!" The beauty quickly calmed down, lowered her voice, and suddenly looked at Link with two big eyes, looking a little suspicious: "What are you looking for that monster for?!"
"Uh, um..." Link didn't know how to answer for a while. No matter what, this beauty still lives in the den of thieves. Judging from her dress, she seems to be the bride of the monster boss.
Although she kept calling "monster" one after another, and it sounded like she didn't have a good impression of the monster boss, and she didn't seem to have any intention of revealing her identity as a sudden intruder, but she couldn't just tell her that I wanted to kill her.
Get rid of your boss...
What a hassle!
Link scratched his head a little depressed.
If only there was a man in front of him, just put the sword on his neck and force him to lead the way, but it happened to be a woman in front of him.
Women are trouble, Link scratched his head and once again made such a definition.
"Stop scratching." The beautiful woman looked at Link's silly look and smiled softly: "I had a hard time cleaning this room, and you got it dirty again!"
"Oh", Link stopped his hand a little embarrassed, and looked at the girl's expression that changed instantly, as if she was a different person, and said a little bit: "Okay!"
Women are really weirder animals than the strange beasts that can change colors on their bodies!
but……
Link almost couldn't help but want to scratch his head. This woman seems to be pretty pretty like this.
"My name is Ai Lian." The girl sat generously on a big bed in the room, took off her shoes, her bare legs swayed against each other, and looked at Link: "What about you?!"
"Link!" Link was stunned for a moment, but quickly answered the girl's question.
"Link..." Elen read the name Link several times, as if she wanted to memorize him, and then looked at Link and wrinkled her pretty little nose: "Your name is not as nice as mine!
"
"Oh, really? Hahaha." Link didn't know how to answer. He giggled a few times and couldn't help scratching his head again.
"Haha", looking at Link's look, the little girl couldn't help but laugh a few times.
But she quickly stopped laughing, looked at Link, and said seriously: "I don't want to know what your identity is, and I don't want to know what you are doing here, but since you are here, then
Can you do me a favor?!"
"This", Link thought carefully, looked at the little girl's big blue eyes, and finally nodded: "Okay, you say it!"
After all, Link is still unable to protect himself, but the dignity of a knight makes it impossible for Link to refuse a woman's rescue, so Link looks at Elaine a little nervously, for fear that she will say something embarrassing.
Come.
The little girl Elen looked at Link and couldn't help but laugh. Then she easily told Link her request as if she was talking about an insignificant thing:
