The early spring in the city of Gardinanlas was not too cold, but it was drizzling.
It has been going on for three days and there is no sign of stopping.
After hearing Aunt Hera say that it was normal for this kind of drizzle to last for more than ten days, Chris and Sion no longer wanted to wait for the rain to stop and continued their journey south.
It's definitely not a good mood to drive in this kind of weather.
Same goes for Chris.
However, his gloomy mood did not come from the continuous drizzle or the muddy road, but from what old Charlie said when he was working at the iron shop that day.
However, he said that in the iron shop that day, Old Charlie mixed some unknown powder with grass juice and evenly applied it to the weapon, and then repeatedly calcined it in the furnace and quenched it in horse urine. It only took less than half an hour to turn the tin into a weapon.
En's mace turned from bright silver to dark green, covered with pitted lines, and Chris's long knife also turned gray, making people think it was worthless and ordinary at a glance.
goods.
But after doing all this, old Charlie poured cold water on Chris's heart.
"Red-haired boy with a pretty face, your long sword is only a semi-finished product, and it is useless except that it is tough enough. If you have the opportunity to go to the dwarf country, it is best to ask the dwarf master to complete the remaining processes. By the way, remember to prepare enough
gold coins, those dwarves are notoriously greedy."
After Chris heard this, he was stunned for a long time.
Until I left the city today, I still couldn't let go.
His long knife was a fifteenth birthday gift from his late mother in advance.
It is also the most valuable gift of all.
His father, Kafka, told him that his mother, Avril, sold her jewelry to raise more than a thousand gold coins, and asked her grandfather Raphael to come forward in the name of the Ainske family to persuade the dwarf master to build it.
How could a long knife that was so valuable and took such a long time to be made be a semi-finished product!?
Chris couldn't believe it.
But looking back on the use of long knives over the years, I found that I couldn't refute what old Charlie said.
Apart from being tough enough, this long knife seems to have no other special features. Even its sharpness is average...
Perhaps, the dwarf master felt that there were too few gold coins, so he was unwilling to complete all the forging processes. After all, old Charlie also said that those dwarves were very greedy.
Chris could only comfort himself in this way.
Every time I see the mace on Xion's back, I always feel a little uncomfortable.
Sion's mace was also made by a dwarven craftsman and cost more than five hundred gold coins. It was a reward from Raphael Einske for his initiative to follow Avril to the north.
"Chris, what are you thinking about?"
Just as Chris's mind was fluctuating with the horse's back, Sion suddenly asked, with a trace of surprise on his face.
"nothing."
Chris, whose thoughts were interrupted, replied softly.
Immediately, he quickly looked back and lowered his voice, "Xian, have you noticed that someone seems to be following us?"
"Well, there are seven people in total."
Sion did not look back and looked at Chris with a hint of approval, "It's the group with a carriage in the team. They have been following us since we left the city in the morning."
"You've discovered it a long time ago!?"
Chris was surprised and a little frustrated. He thought he had discovered it first.
"Haha, Chris, I am about the same age as your father, and I must have more experience than you."
Xian smiled heartily and gave a very understanding explanation, "Well, don't be discouraged. After you have been wandering outside for a long time, your vigilance will increase. When you reach my age, you will definitely be better than me."
Better!"
"Okay, I'll try my best."
Nodding slightly, Chris continued to ask, "They must be the robbers who robbed passers-by, right? Zion, when do you think they will start?"
"Yes, they are robbers."
Xian's face was a little gloomy, "However, they will not only rob us, but also kill us. Have you seen the small forest in front of us? The accessible road is very narrow, and they should do it there. And there will be no accidents.
If so, there are still their people ambushing you in the woods."
Well?
Chris was stunned.
Without waiting for him to speak, Xian asked back, "Chris, do you think they are just looking for money and won't kill people unless they have to?"
"Um."
Chris nodded.
"In order to avoid further trouble! Chris, if you were these robbers, would you give us a chance to find someone to come back for revenge, or would you kill us directly to avoid further trouble?"
Chris stopped talking.
The slowly trotting war horse walked very slowly, but kept moving forward, and the small woods were already in front of him.
The two men dismounted outside the grove and patted the horses' crotches to drive them away. The woods on a rainy day were not suitable for horseback fighting.
"Aren't you tired after following me for so long?"
Sion leaned against Chris, held up the mace in both hands and sneered loudly, "You guys in the woods can come out too!"
As soon as they finished speaking, more than ten people came out of the woods and seven people who had been following them blocked their way forward and back.
Chris counted silently, there were nineteen people in total.
But what surprised him was that there was Broker Jack among this group of people. However, when the robbers surrounded him, he turned around and ran into the woods.
"I'll keep my weapons, horses, and money, but I'll let you live!"
The leader of the bandits was not the one who had been following them, but a strong, bald man with a sinewy face and a steel double-edged ax who came out of the grove.
"Chris, if you don't want to die, kill them all!"
Sion whispered to Chris in a serious voice, "Don't forget that your grandfather and father are still waiting for you to come home! Don't let your mother live up to your expectations!"
"Um!"
Chris responded heavily.
"Be careful."
When Xian heard this, he put the hammer on his shoulder with his backhand, stretched out his fingers and hooked at the bald head, "If you want something from me, come and get it!"
"Son of a bitch!"
Faced with this provocation, the bald man cursed and stopped talking nonsense. He rushed over with an ax and shouted, "Brothers, chop them into pieces and feed them to the wild dogs. Tonight we go to the city to drink and find dancers!"
"Ouch~"
"Wow!"
Immediately, the other robbers' eyes turned red with excitement, and they rushed over with strange screams.
What a rabble!
Seeing this scene, Chris let out a sigh of disdain in his heart, and his original nervousness disappeared.
He receives training every year with the guards of the Eaton Territory, and is very familiar with techniques such as arrays and multi-person attacks. Naturally, he can see that these bandits' attacks are unorganized.
However, when he made his first blow, he realized that he was also a rookie.
When a robber with a sword came towards him, he quickly turned sideways and nimbly dodged the edge of the sword. He also slashed the long knife into the opponent's armpit. However, due to excessive force,
Let the long knife get stuck in the human body.
In the past, when hunting wild beasts, he had made such mistakes. He would immediately kick the beast to use its strength to pull out the long knife, or quickly pull out the dagger tied to the outside of his thigh and aim at the head of the prey.
Come for a fatal blow.
But now, with surging blood spurting all over his body, he was stunned for a moment when he heard the other party's painful wails and saw the other party staring at him with plaintive eyes!
Alas, forgive him, this is the first time he has killed someone of the same kind.
Fortunately, Sion has been paying attention to him.
He quickly pushed him, allowing him to narrowly avoid a bright knife.
"Why are you so dazed!"
Sion yelled, "Do you want to die here?"
Of course Chris doesn't want to die.
So I immediately came back to my senses, thinking that the people in front of me were beasts, and slashed at them with one knife after another.
When the last person was escaping, Sien picked up a knife and threw it directly to the ground. He was still holding the knife with both hands and looking for the next one with red eyes, quite a bit like "who else".
Well, he was pretty good, killed seven.
Every corpse he killed was horribly mutilated, and some were even cut in half from the waist.
"It's over, Chris."
Sion walked over with a mace covered in minced meat and blood, and softly comforted him, saying, "Relax, take a breath, these robbers are all dead."
Phew~~
Chris Ruyan took a deep breath.
He turned to Sien and smiled. He was about to say something, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a pile at his feet. He turned his head suddenly, and then...
Ugh~~~
Vomited!
"It was like this the first time, and I gradually got used to it. Look over there!"
Xian patted his back considerately, "I just smashed someone's head and it splashed everywhere, but I didn't feel sick at all."
"vomit..."
Well, Chris, who didn't know what was going on, looked over and vomited even more violently.
"Hahaha~~"
I don't know whether it was the pride of a successful prank or the joy after a killing, but Xian's laughter was very unbridled.
Kick...
Kick...kick...
At this moment, the sound of horse hoofbeats came faintly, and it became increasingly clear to my ears.
This group of robbers actually has an ambush?
Xian laughed and quickly picked up the hammer to be on guard.
Chris, who didn't have time to rinse his mouth, casually wiped his mouth with his sleeve, holding the knife in his hand.
What came was actually a group of imperial cavalry, about thirty people in number, not the Griffin Legion.
They drove their horses until they were about ten paces away from Xi En before they pulled up the reins. A scarred man who looked like the leader of the group appeared out of the crowd and spoke in a ruffian voice, "Hey, it's over so soon? It seems like you two
He’s quite capable!”
Isn't this... here to kill bandits?
Chris was stunned.
Xian, on the other hand, took a step forward, raised his head and asked, "What do you want?"
"It's very simple."
Scarface waved back and asked four or five cavalrymen to pick up the crossbows before he said proudly, "Have you seen the crossbow? I believe you don't want a few more holes in your body, right? So, let's go
Yours, as for those dead people, let’s just work harder and help you deal with them! Hahaha~~”
It dawned on Chris.
It turned out that these cavalrymen were interested in the dead man's property, horses and weapons.
Combined with Scarface's words "It will be over so soon", Chris can even guess that these cavalrymen have been hanging behind the robbers, either to divide the loot or to plunder the robbers' belongings.
Moreover, this is certainly not the first time this has happened to them.
"Those two horses are ours!"
Xian put his index finger in his mouth and whistled, calling the two horses in the distance to come back.
"Don't worry, we all know the rules!"
Scarface laughed, and jumped off his horse with all the cavalry, "Hey, brothers, search carefully, there will be wine, meat, and dancing girls tonight! Everyone has a share!"
"Ouch~~"
The cavalry squad rushed forward in a rush, almost identical to the group of bandits just now.
Are the elites stationed in the empire's important towns like this?
Chris led the horse and Sion into the woods, unable to describe what he felt in his heart.
After walking about a hundred meters, Zion suddenly stopped and put the horse's reins into Chris's hands, "Chris, wait for me here."
Well, what to do?
Chris, who took the reins of the horse, was a little surprised and followed Sion's back with his eyes.
Then he saw Jack, the broker who was originally with the robbers, smiling and waving to Sion. The smile on his face was even brighter than that of an old friend reunited after a long separation. Moreover, Sion walked over not to ask for guilt, but directly to
He took out his money bag and counted nine gold coins and gave them to him.
It's nine, that's right.
Sion was given to Jack one by one.
And after they finished all this, they hugged each other cordially and said goodbye.
Sion didn't say anything after he came back, he just got on his horse and told Chris to continue on his way.
Chris watched Jack leave happily, and then thought of the imperial elites who had just carefully searched for the robbers' belongings amid laughter and laughter, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Sion, did you ask Jack to find those robbers?"
"Yes, Chris."
Xian nodded immediately.
Such a straightforward answer made Chris couldn't help but continue to ask, "Why? Is it because they are so heinous?"
"no."
This time, Sion turned his head and looked over, staring at the blood stains remaining on Chris's cloak. He said in a faint voice, "Everyone in this group of robbers has a human life on their hands. They will all be hanged in the Eaton territory. But we are just passing by and have nothing to do with them."
Grudges, so heinousness is not the reason to get rid of them. I asked Jack to deliberately spread the news and lure them to rob us. This is the final lesson I want to give you. After this experience, when you fight with others in life and death in the future,
The daze just now won’t happen anymore.”
It turns out that it was to make me adapt to killing...
Chris stopped talking and just drove his horse forward silently.
If he saw the elite gangsters of the empire who guarded the important town in the southwest sharing the spoils, he could comfort himself by saying that there was no shortage of black sheep everywhere, but Sion's approach made him find it a bit difficult to accept. In his opinion, a nobleman
Or a knight may have minor problems such as slovenliness and vulgar language, but he cannot lose his honest heart.
Even those robbers deserve to die!
Even if Xion’s starting point is for his own good!
But he couldn't agree.
At least, it's hard for him to agree with it now.
"Chris, do you think I did something wrong?"
Seeing that Chris kept his head lowered and silent, Zion couldn't help but ask.
"No."
Chris raised his head and gave him a smile, "Let's speed up, the rain seems to be getting heavier."
He was no longer in the mood to continue talking.
Because I suddenly found myself missing the cold wind in the Alps.
Although the cold wind in the north is like a knife and makes people's faces hurt, if you cover your cloak hood more tightly, you will not be afraid of its attack; unlike the continuous rain here, even if your clothes are not soaked, it can still make people feel hurt.
It brings a ubiquitous sense of dampness, making people feel like rotten wood about to become moldy.
However, he was tired of the rain in Gardinaras City, the hub of the north and south. If he went to the south where rains were more frequent, would he be able to get used to it?