September 6, Holy City.
That bard seems a little busy lately.
In the eyes of Hook, the owner of the Pig’s Head Bar, it’s quite hard work for such a guy who makes a living by telling stories all day—get up early in the morning, eat something and leave, and tell a few stories in the bar to earn some copper coins when he comes back in the evening , and the past few days have not even returned to the bar...
He can come and go freely, and sometimes Hook envies such a casual life, but whenever he has such thoughts, he will look down at his fat belly, and feel that he really doesn't have the heart to go out into the world like the other party up.
"It's still old..."
Hook sighed indiscriminately, raised his head and looked at the sky outside, realized that it was already noon, and was thinking about making something to eat, when he noticed that the group of adventurers upstairs just came down.
When Hook saw them, he thought of that beautiful girl in a linen robe—heh... that woman's figure is really hot, every time he recalled it, he felt like a fire in his lower abdomen, but when he thought of that girl's identity, he still Quickly suppressed that eager mind.
Two days ago, the beautiful girl named "Akasha" came to find these adventurers, and it seemed that her status was not low. After the two groups of people met, the big man over two meters tall was right. She had a slightly awed expression on her face...
The ability of "Sensing Words and Observing Mood" has already reached the full level of Hu Ke, so at this time he also knows that he can only lust for a while. Several adventurers in front of him sat at the wooden table and ordered some food with a blunt accent. The strong man sat on the chair as if he was squatting. Then I brought a few glasses of ale that I didn't dare to mix with water, and I was going to make a "goodwill" in a disguised form, and have a relationship with these guys.
But he didn't expect that he tripped over a bump on the floor, the ale glass in his hand tilted, and just spilled some...
There was not much wine, but a lot of it fell on the short jacket on the chest of the bald man.
The atmosphere froze for a moment, and Hook immediately noticed that the eyes of the people in front of him were all fixed on him, as if they were going to explode and hack him to death in the next second... But after two seconds, the other party seemed to realize that he was not Without malice, the original tense atmosphere quietly dissipated.
The big man didn't say much. He took the beer cup and smiled, took off the outer layer of cloth, and signaled for Hook to ask the waiter to wash it off. Then he turned his head and continued chatting with his companion.
Hook was shocked by the atmosphere at that moment, but he had seen it with everyone for so many years. After knowing that the other party did not embarrass him, he immediately walked away with a smile, only cursing himself in his heart for being self-defeating - he just bent over and took it. At that time, I discovered that there was a strange tattoo vaguely on the chest of this brawny man in a single shirt...
It seemed... a viper wrapped around a cross.
Almost no one in Houllier City knew the meaning of this sign, and the same was true for Hook. He just glanced at it and turned back to the bar, not taking this pattern seriously at all. When the group of adventurers finished their meal and left the tavern, they even greeted him specifically—probably to let Hook understand that they didn't take that matter to heart.
"Oh, it's pretty good..."
Hook shook his head. After being around for so long, most of the adventurers have weird temperaments. There are a lot of people who don't agree with each other and beat people up. At present, these guys seem to be quite difficult to mess with, but they have good personalities. It's really surprising to say that.
But these things can be regarded as episodes, and the past is the past. Around the afternoon, Rody came back shaking his head, humming some songs that Hook had never heard before, and this relaxed appearance made Hook really envious from the bottom of his heart——
"Hey! Roddy, where have you been these past few days? It's really relaxing to be so happy all day long!"
"Here, I bought some paper. I recently thought of some melodies and wanted to write them down."
Rody smiled brightly, and raised the parchment in his hand, "You always say that I don't sing, but it's actually because I sang too much before, and I still think it's interesting to tell stories—if I want to sing, I have to sing something new, or else How can anyone cheer?"
"Don't say it, you kid is really full of ideas. It's okay for a bard to do it for your sake—how do you describe that word?" Hook pouted and tried to imitate the new vocabulary that Roddy taught him that day: "Bull... Niu Boyi!"
"It's 'Niu Tong', not 'Niu Bo Yi'. You see, my ideal is to be the number one among bards, and the fighting force among the best."
Roddy said these words in a tongue twister, took a glass of wine from Hook, raised his head and gulped it all down.
"Whatever it is, I'm optimistic about you!" Hook laughed, but he also felt that although this kid has no big ambitions, he can tell the story so well, so he should have nothing to worry about in the future, "If you have spare money, go Buy a few decent clothes, maybe those noble ladies and young ladies will be willing to have a tryst with you in private—you boy, if any noble lady is willing to pay you to 'tell her a story', don't forget Just give me some benefits!"
Luo Di laughed, hiccupped, and said shyly, "Don't let those noble lords find out and hack me to death. If someone hunts you down, I'll be the first to hide here."
Hook also found that Roddy seemed to be in a good mood today. After asking for a long time, Roddy said that it was because he had finally found a breakthrough direction and was going to write a "shocking" song. Di Le went upstairs happily, and Hook continued to wipe his cup downstairs.
Back in the room, Rody confirmed that nothing in the room had been touched, and he knew that his disguise had deceived everyone. He reached out and put the newly purchased stack of parchment on the table, and took out the bottle of "Soul Extraction Potion" antidote from his body and put it beside him. I sat there for a long time.
Speaking of which, after solving the "emergency situation" on Sally's side by coincidence, Rody, who was relieved, began to implement his original plan smoothly - to sneak into the Duke's mansion and serve the Duke of Angmar. antidote.
After returning from the Moria Manor without success, he has fed the antidote to the Duke for the second time. According to the way of taking it in memory, as long as he can drink the last bottle for him today, it is estimated that this man in history should have died. The old guy will recover from the dying state.
Then what
Roddy didn't save him to become Lei Feng. In the player's mind, the concept of "equivalent exchange" is always the first one, and I get as much as I pay—and what Rody thinks is how to get the old duke for him. Earn enough for yourself.
It sounds like his approach is not so "noble", but when you think about it in the actual situation, you know that in this era of crisis, "noble" is usually equated with "childish".
The orcs just hung up a witch doctor with great potential. Those ambitious guys will attack the Karen Kingdom sooner or later-the undead side is not good, but Roddy knows that although these undead people always hold a " Noble and glamorous" attitude, but a catastrophe that affected the kingdom a few years later has nothing to do with them!
The enemy has never disappeared, how can I have the time to pretend to be "noble"
However, the problem in front of him still made him a little distressed—he needed to choose an appropriate way to ask for "remuneration".
If the Duke of Angmar wakes up, directly asking for power and money is the worst way. He has already had a general impression of the former old Duke Angmar from Hook before, and it can be summed up in one sentence: This old man is a nice guy.
He is good to the people, and the tax has never been high. If a neighboring lord makes troubles and bullies the people, he must pull the knights and the team to fight against each other. He is very "protective" in his character. The status has been sitting in prison because of the strong force value and there are a group of loyal knights under his command. However, due to the great change of personality in these years, those knights have been sent to their fiefs to eat idle food. Now they are only with some strength Not high retainers.
"If you have a straightforward personality, it's a bit difficult..."
Roddy sighed, but he didn't believe all of Hooker's information—he understood the nature of these nobles, who said that they were one-sided and one-sided, and that there had never been any "good nobles", only "responsible nobles". It was originally the superior's continuous oppression and exploitation of the subordinates. No matter how kind the lord was, it was cruel enough in the eyes of a modern person like Rody.
Pulled out a sheet from the stack of parchment, and imbibed the ink with the quill pen. Rody had no interest in writing music scores. He pondered for a long time, and began to write the letter he was about to send to the old duke.
How to put yourself in a position that does not make the other party hate and vigilant, but can give enough respect, this is indeed a difficult topic——
"It's not easy to find a backer..."
Roddy sighed.
*****
On the evening of the same September 6th, at the Palace of the Duke of Luciferon.
Steward Alpha's complexion has not been very good these days, so that the servants dare not speak loudly when facing him. Two days ago, he ordered a maid to be locked up in the dungeon because she didn't set the dishes properly. This kind of thing really scared all the servants.
The steward Alpha, who has served the Luciferon family for most of his life, has never been so angry, but Earl Francis and Miss Sally are not in the house at this time, and the old duke is seriously ill, so no one will talk about him No—fortunately, two days later, the butler released the maid and apologized in person. And when things have come to this point, the servants are relieved.
However, they could still notice that the butler's mood did not improve within a few days.
With the dinner prepared for the Duke of Angmar in both hands, Alpha came to the door of the old Duke himself as before. When he stepped in, his face was still very calm, but when the door was closed, Alpha’s A ferocious look appeared on his face for an instant.
"why why why…"
Whispering in his mouth, Alpha's footsteps seemed a little anxious, frowning tightly, and his footsteps were much faster than usual, but when he walked into the bedroom and saw the Duke of Angmar sitting motionless in front of the window, Inside, he seemed to be getting more and more flustered.
Although in the eyes of outsiders, the Duke of Angmar seemed to have been in such a "vegetative state" for the entire five years, but only Steward Alpha noticed the difference between him and the past in the past few days—
His "illness" is improving!