Although there was only a light snowfall, the temperature in Kieg fell to minus five degrees in a few days like a roller coaster. The people who went out were trying their best to shrink their bodies into their cloaks, and they walked quickly through the deserted streets one by one.
On the central street, the plants grown by Brody's spell had been completely frozen to death, but because no one was harvesting them, they were spread on the road like fallen wheat, stretching as far as one could see. Because there is still unmelted snow hanging on it, when the leather boots step on it, you can hear the sound of "creaking".
Leslie stepped on the vegetation and walked across the street at a leisurely pace, stretched out his hand to straighten the badge on his chest, and walked into a huge mansion on the side of the street.
"Master Leader"
"Good morning, leader"
The mercenaries in front of the door stood at attention to say hello, the servants bent down respectfully, and the people in front of them scattered... This feeling of overwhelming response made Leslie quite proud, he straightened his back, and recalled in his mind The girl who was tactful and joyful under her last night did not hide the pride in her heart...
Those so-called nobles are nothing more than that.
Leslie is the head of the "Wolverine Mercenary Corps", with a basic level of 18 and no advances. It doesn't sound high, but in a place like Kig Town, he is obviously considered the top figure of a small pyramid.
The mercenary regiment has a large resident, occupying a three-story mansion and a large yard by itself. The number of the entire mercenary regiment is 270 people, but there are actually less than 60 people in Kig Town, and the rest of the members are either on rotation or on missions—this time enters winter, and the "rotation" There are many members, so the resident does not have the lively scene of the past.
But in Leslie's view, in the near future, this place will definitely be more prosperous.
Because in the past few days, he has secretly swallowed a lot of property that originally belonged to the Viscount of Telanca. As long as he spends some time, the follow-up income will definitely come like a tide—although the means are not glorious, and there is no skill, to put it bluntly. It's just stealing, but Leslie thinks it's perfectly normal...
No one is in charge of the town, so why not manage it yourself
Walk through the corridor and walk into the conference hall. The decorations in the room are not only swords but also armor. The mercenary group can't imitate the aristocratic heritage. The only oil painting hanging on it is a fake, but the arty Leslie doesn't care at all. The man with the golden knife leaned back on the main seat, picked up the beer brought by the servant, "gudong" took a big gulp and asked, "Dawei, how is the investigation going? I heard that they are discussing a mysterious thing recently. Archer?"
"It's just a bluff, those rumors are not reliable at all."
The deputy captain, Dawei, is thin and good at bows and arrows. His archery skills are number one in Kig Town, so he sneered at the "sharp archer" who "killed the entire infantry brigade" by the townspeople. In Wei Wei's eyes, the descriptions of those townspeople are completely nonsense.
How could someone escape safely after attracting the firepower of more than 200 people, and even carry out counter-killing
Come on, make up a story and use your brain, okay
"The only thing that can be confirmed is that there was indeed a guy with good archery skills who appeared at that time. He probably just ran away after attracting the attention of some soldiers. Presumably he should be the subordinate of the Baron Soderol.
"Soderol...a new noble who just came out dare to take over Kig Town? It seems that his soldiers have suffered heavy losses, and there are less than 80 left?"
When the war broke out, the "Wolverine Mercenary Corps" was in a closed state of not hearing anything outside the window, but it was quite quick to inquire about the news after the war, but they didn't know the details of the battle. ", but completely ignorant of the specific process.
So in Leslie's imagination, Soderol should have pulled an army of at least 500 people before running away from those lords, and as a result, both sides suffered losses, and he was left with less than 80 people.
"The news has been confirmed. There are 80 people left in total. I have already seen some of them patrolling the streets today. It seems like something is going on."
When Dawei said this, his tone became a little joking: "Keg Town is not a barren village, he is just a bumpkin who has just established his status. What qualifications do he have to take over here?"
This made Leslie laugh out loud, but it wasn't too late, Dawei then whispered: "I thought those patrolling guys looked familiar just now, but after thinking about it for a long time, I remembered that I met you in Nolan Village before. However, these guys are scouts from Nolan Village"
Leslie was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed more and more unscrupulously.
This new baron is really bluffing, scout from Nolan Village? That has always been the endorsement of "wine bag rice bag"
"so…"
Dawei shook his head and said disdainfully: "If his subordinates are of this level, I guess they will be gone within three days."
"Leave a deep lesson for them. This kind of little nobleman will probably be scared if he is frightened."
Leslie raised his legs high, and after drinking the beer in his hand, he directly stuffed it into the maid's hand, and touched the other's buttocks, his eyes became obscene: "Go to the bedroom and wait for me."
The maids in this mansion seem to be of the highest quality—the captain's lustful temperament is well known, so it goes without saying about their relationship with Leslie.
The maid who was holding the cup bit her lip and responded, twisting her waist, turned around and walked towards the bedroom. Dawei knew that the head of the group was going to "do something", so he got up wisely and was about to leave, but a mercenary from outside told him to leave. stopped.
"Head, I have news to report"
Leslie turned his head and found that he was just a subordinate of no status, so he asked a few casually, but the information brought by the other party made his eyes light up instantly - "I saw it at the leather shop? I haven't seen it before. seen?"
This person is the same mercenary who uttered harsh words in Su Lun's shop before. He knew that his captain preferred women, so when he realized that Nata was a peerless beauty, he immediately thought of this method of "borrowing a knife to kill someone"...
As long as the leader is moved, Su Lun will definitely be the first to be unlucky, and the guy who treats the beautiful woman as a follower will definitely not be able to escape Leslie's search
He doesn't believe that someone dares to challenge the "Wolverine Mercenary Corps" in Kig Town. For that kind of guy who looks powerful, call a dozen brothers to surround him and fight as he wants. .
"It's definitely a new face to the town... She brought a scarf, but that face is definitely the most perfect I've ever seen, none of the noble ladies in Holy City can compare to it"
Leslie was slightly tempted, but he didn't rush to search recklessly. Instead, he waved his hand and said to Dawei, "You can deal with this matter, as long as you find someone within three days, the benefits will definitely be yours."
After saying this, he asked again: "By the way, where did that girl from the Iron Horse Mercenary Group go
Dawei was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "A few days ago, I heard that the regiment was canceled. It is said that they went to Jingyu Forest and suffered heavy losses. They probably died."
"Tsk tsk tsk...It's a pity, that chick's figure is really superb, it's exciting to think about it."
Leslie sighed full of regret, but while reaching out to untie his belt, he walked towards the maid who had taken off her clothes and was lying on the bed in the bedroom...
June 6th.
"That book records all the information about Elson, and I don't quite understand some of it, but I believe that with your ability, you may be able to find some clues."
On the edge of Kig Town, Brody, who was about to return to Elsa Village, solemnly emphasized this point with Rody, and then he stretched out his hand and tightened the animal skin cloak that Rody gave him, "That book is very important, so I just Make an exception and come here specially.”
Brody didn't explain too much. After all, any high elf book can be called a priceless treasure. He can give this book to Rody alone. The reason is naturally in the book - "On the Self-awareness of the Defense System" Rody hasn't paid attention to it yet, but after hearing what Brody said, he secretly made a note in his heart, thinking about going back and taking a closer look.
The gloomy sky showed signs of snow again. Rody looked up and said, "The second batch of supplies will be sent to Elsa Village with the team. If necessary, I can provide craftsmen to build the village with A house with a fireplace, so that it will save a lot of trouble in winter."
Winter is very cruel to wood elves. Every year, some elves get sick and die due to low temperature. Although this proportion is not as high as that of humans, the number of ethnic groups is not large, and they simply cannot afford to lose.
Brody has also experienced the function of the "fireplace" in the past few days, and he was a little tempted immediately—"If possible, I hope to try to build some houses for those children."
The wood elf was never pretentious, and immediately nodded in agreement. After exchanging a few pleasantries with Nata, he bid farewell politely, and left the town under the escort of a team of twenty people.
After sending Brody away, Rody took Nata and prepared to return to the manor to continue making equipment—the production of leather armor requires a lot of energy and time, and Rody couldn't care about other things these days, even eating Don't go out of the house, go out today to say goodbye to Brody, in fact, it can be regarded as a sigh of relief.
During this period of time, I feel relaxed, and the arrival of winter has slowed down many arrangements. It is rare for Roddy to have time to enjoy some peace and quiet. Under the gloomy sky at this time, he and Nata were walking on the street one after the other, feeling like "rolling the road".
Of course, such a scene looks romantic, but it’s not like that at all—Roddy didn’t chat with Nata at all, he just recalled the days when he was blowing the cold wind while blowing the warm wind in the car, and he was feeling deeply about the times in this era. behind…
However, such thoughts quickly disappeared, and his head was filled with the schedule in a short time. Thinking of the workload of making two sets of equipment, Rody's "obsessive-compulsive disorder" made him gradually pick up his pace, but he didn't go far. , a sudden golden light not far away made him stop...
"Akasha?"
The "sensitivity of the environment" made Rody immediately hear the hurried footsteps belonging to the patrol team, which made Rody frowned. He thought for a while, turned around and made a tactical gesture to Nata, and then ran forward