"Then what are you doing now?" Tagle asked curiously.
"That..." Carrick smiled bitterly: "From yesterday to now, we have eaten two wild fruits and nothing else. We drank a stomachful of water when we camped by the stream at night. In the morning, Viscount Timba He was so hungry that he asked his slave to catch fish to get something to eat, but he didn't catch anything for almost an hour... "
"What is the viscount doing with bare feet?" Tagle asked.
"Uh, that Lord Viscount has never suffered from such pain. He developed two blisters on his feet after walking for a short while yesterday. He has been riding that slave since then..." Carrick pouted at the big man who caught the fish: "But at night, as soon as it hit the ground, it would cry and cry. In the morning, let the old slave fuck him, as if it didn't hurt anymore..."
Tager was tongue-tied: "No way, it's hard not to pick out the blisters, it's not like you don't know..."
"Who dares to say, the viscount is afraid of pain, and there is nothing suitable for picking up water bubbles. I have nothing but this sword, and the viscount has nothing but two slaves. And slaves can't carry weapons. As for that The Golden Knight has always been like that, ignoring us..." Carrick grumbled.
"Then you come with us. With such an oil bottle, in case something happens and you can't run away, it's better for us to leave early." Tager and Carrit whispered. In his opinion, With Carrick as his companion, it is enough to pass through the city gate of King Hamidas, so why bother to be angry with that white-faced nobleman? The Golden Knight who is testing is on the sidelines, and I don't know what will happen.
Carrick shook his head: "No, we have to find someone to attach to when we go to the royal city, otherwise those who have no money and power will be conscripted by the king to serve as soldiers and sent to the front. If Viscount Timba is sent to the royal city along the way, we will be fine You have made a great contribution. The Great Concubine is just such a younger brother. Their parents died early, and the Viscount was brought up by the Great Concubine when he was a child. As long as we bring the Viscount to the royal city, then we don’t have to worry about how we will live in the future Just like the firm you want to open, if Viscount Timba is behind you, no one will come to make things difficult for you.”
Tager thought for a long time while tugging at his slender beard: "So we really want to escort this Lord Viscount to the royal city?"
Carrick nodded.
Tager stood up: "Then let me make friends first."
"Dear Lord Viscount, I happen to be carrying wound medicine and tools with me. Do you need me to heal the wound on your foot?" Tager came to the big rock on which Viscount Timba was leaning, bowed and said.
"You have wound medicine, can it cure the wound on my foot?" Viscount Timba was overjoyed, and stretched his foot directly in front of Tager: "Help me cure it, I can't even step on the ground now, it hurts when I touch it Gotta kill..."
Looking at the left foot stretched out in front of him with skin as delicate as a baby, Tagle immediately understood why the viscount was afraid of pain. I believe that this Viscount Timba has never suffered so much since he was born. It is considered that he has walked a lot, probably more than 100 meters, to only have two big blood blisters on his feet.
"My lord Viscount, it hurts a little bit when picking out the blood bubble, but it will be cool and refreshing immediately after applying the wound medicine. This is the best wound medicine in our chamber of commerce. Just a little bit can stop bleeding and promote muscle growth. After twelve hours The scar will come off and your foot will be fine."
While talking, Tager took out a small silver box from his waist, opened the lid and attached a curved flat hooked silver needle. Tager skillfully pierced the two blood bubbles with a silver needle, and released the blood inside. After wiping it off with a clean white cloth, he picked up a spoonful of jelly-like ointment at the base of the flat spoon-shaped silver needle, Gently rub on the two sores.
When Tager pierced the blood bubbles and wiped away the pus, the Viscount Timba had twisted his face in pain and made a humming sound, but when Tager put the ointment on, the Viscount Timba groaned immediately. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh... not bad, it's very cool and refreshing, and it doesn't hurt at all."
Tager wrapped Viscount Timba's feet with a long and thin white linen cloth: "Dear Viscount, the injury on your foot has been healed, but try not to use force or step on the ground within six hours, wait for it to heal first. scars. Twelve hours later the scars fall off and your foot is perfectly fine."
Viscount Timba sat up with gritted teeth and looked at his feet: "Well, thank you, I will reward you heavily when I return to the royal city..."
"No, Lord Viscount, we are partners along the way now, we should help each other, it is my good fortune to be able to serve you..." Tager's words are very beautiful, but Buhui makes people feel disgusted. One of the reasons why it can be mixed.
A big hand stretched out in front of Tager: "Show me the medicine."
This is the knight of Oss, who has arrived at Viscount Timba's side at some point. Tager didn't take it seriously, and handed the silver box to him. No one would have guessed that this knight of Oss opened the silver box, looked at it, smelled it again, and said: "Yes, it is a good medicine."
Then he stuffed the silver box into his waist, turned around and left.
Tagle was stunned...
Viscount Timba was also stunned...
Carrick was also stunned...
What does it mean? To grab it
Lorist took a few steps forward and stopped in front of the knight of Oss, holding the sword handle behind his back, just like a real guard.
"Go away!" said the knight of Orth.
"Knight of Oss, what are you doing?" Viscount Timba said.
Knight of Oss turned around and said to Viscount Timba solemnly: "Sir, now I am your guard and the only golden knight. If I encounter an enemy, I need to charge and kill a bloody way for you, so I have to think about what to do. Maintaining combat power is at your service. This medicine is good, it can stop the bleeding quickly after I am injured without affecting the battle, so I think it is better to keep it safe by my side... "
"Uh..." Although Viscount Timba was spoiled, he was not a fool. He looked at Carrick, and Carrick shook his head.
"That, that Tagle, I think what Knight Os said is right, put your wound medicine on him first, and I will compensate you when I get to the king's city." Viscount Timba said a little embarrassed.
"It's all right, my lord..." Tagle said with a smile, and waved at Lorist again.
Lorist took a step back expressionlessly, and got out of the way.
The Aussian knight spat in front of Lorist with a "pooh", and sat down on the big stone slab triumphantly.
For a while, the atmosphere by the stream beach was very awkward, and no one wanted to talk.
"Damn it, Hannu, can you catch fish? Labor and capital are starving to death..." Carrick turned his head and looked at the big slave man in the creek beach and cursed, changing the subject.
"Hey..." Tager looked at the big slave man tossing in vain for a long time, shook his head and said: "He is useless, let him come up and pick up some firewood. I asked Locke to catch some fish for you, just the two of us I didn't eat in the morning, so you guys caught up. Locke, go get some fish."
Without a word, Lorist nodded and went to the creek beach, pointing to the bank to signal the big slave man to come up.
The big slave named Hanu looked back at Viscount Timba, who cursed, "Come up if you're told, don't you hear me, go get some firewood."
Lorist stepped on two big rocks, held the sword in his right hand, stared at the stream with his eyes, and waited quietly.
Carrick asked strangely: "Can he catch fish without going into the water?"
Tagle said with a smile: "Don't worry, what Locke is best at is hunting in the mountains and forests. With him, we don't have to worry about being hungry..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the long sword in Lorist's hand piercing into the water like lightning, and a palm-sized river fish with black stripes was struggling with the tip of the sword in the splash of water. With a wave of Lorist's long sword, the stream fish stuck in the tip of the sword was thrown in front of Tagle.
Tager laughed loudly and shouted: "Get more, let's make fish soup to drink."
Lorist nodded, indicating that he understood.
Carrick was stunned for a moment: "Tager, just roast the fish with fire, and we don't have anything to cook if you want to make fish soup."
Tagle said with a smile: "Carrick, to be honest, I am a silver swordsman who is not worthy of my name, and my sword skills are in a mess. But the advantage of my promotion to the silver rank is this..."
Tager took out a dagger from his side, raised his fighting spirit, and the white sword light on the dagger flashed. Picking up another pebble, the dagger lightly drew two circles, and the stone powder sizzled down, and soon, an irregular stone bowl appeared in Tager's hand.
"Look, after being promoted to the silver rank, brother, I won't worry about running out of tableware in the wild." Tager said proudly.
Both Carrick and Viscount Timba were dumbfounded. It turns out that the silver swordsman can still be useful
"Plop" another brook fish landed in front of the two of them. Tagle took out another small knife and handed it to Carrick: "You clean up these fish, and I will find a suitable stone and make a big stone pot."
Carrick looked at the knife in his hand, then at the fish, and finally threw the knife in front of the old slave in gray: "Dumb slave, clean up these fish, I'll build a stove …”
There were a lot of fish in this creek, but the biggest one was only the size of a palm. Lorist quickly got about thirty of them, and then went to the grove, where he quickly picked a lot of mushrooms and wild vegetables. Tager also made a large stone pot, cleaned it and put it on the stove set up by Carrick and poured stream water to boil it.
Lorist put a dozen or so brook fish in the stone pot, and put the wild vegetables and mushrooms he picked, and finally took out two small bamboo tubes from his waist, one was salt, the other was spice powder, and poured some into the pot inside. Next, you only need to cook for a while before you can drink fish soup.
Tagle and Carrick were frying fish on a small slate nearby.
Carrick was already dumbfounded by the bottles and cans that appeared around Tagle...
"This one contains butter, and that one contains high-quality butter. You can use a small brush to brush the oil on the fish to fry. By the way, take that little silver box. There is salt in it. There is also the longer silver tube, which is filled with a kind of spice powder I like, I have to brush it on the fish, the smell will not be so delicious after a while..." Tager kept giving Cary Gram introduction.
"No, Tagle, why are you carrying so many things with you? You didn't bring any packages when I dragged you into the inner city?" Carrick was very surprised.
"Hehe, Carrick, you don't know, our Peterson Chamber of Commerce has always been prepared for such a situation." Tagle lifted his shirt: "See, my belt has a name, it's called Hundred Treasure waist bag. There are so many side pockets on it for these things. You see, here are medicines, and here are fishing lines and hooks. Although I don’t have the ability to catch fish like Locke, I can do it alone in the forest. can survive."
Carrick sighed: "The Peterson Chamber of Commerce is worthy of being one of the seven giants of the business alliance. It is really thoughtful."
Tager laughed: "Carrick, my treasure belt is specially made. Like Locke's, it's not as good as mine, and it's not as well-prepared as I am. You see, I have a secret bag here, and I put it in it. I have a scroll of gold coins and a dozen or so gold merits. So even if I get to Wangcheng, I still have money to spend, but it’s not like you don’t even have a single coin.”
While talking, the fish was cooked, and Carrick carefully put the fish on a stone plate, ready to serve it to Viscount Timba.
Viscount Timba was overjoyed, he had been hungry for a long time, and his saliva could not help but saliva when he smelled the smell of fried fish.
A big hand reached out and took the plate away.
"My lord, I am your guard now, I have to taste the fish first to see if there is any problem." Knight Os said, grabbed the fried fish and started eating.
"Not bad, it's okay." There was only one fish bone left after frying the fish. Os Knight licked his tongue, came to the front of Tager again, grabbed two fishes that were about to be fried on the small stone board, and ate them in big mouthfuls.
"You..." Viscount Timba blushed with anger, and was about to scold angrily, but saw Carrick shaking his head straight at him. He had no choice but to hold back his breath and closed his mouth, his face turned blue and white at times.
After eating two fried fish, Oss knight threw the stone plate and pointed at Tagle: "You, take off the belt for me..."
Tager took two steps back: "Don't even think about it..."
The Aussian knight pulled out his face, and the golden sword light flashed. There was a ferocious smile on his face: "Do you want to fight with me, the golden swordsman? I don't want blood on your waist bag. Take it off obediently, and I can spare your life."
Lorist charged forward from the left.
Os Knight smiled: "A black iron, still wants to fight with me, let's use your knife to teach them a lesson..."
With a careless horizontal cut, in the heart of Knight Aussie, this overconfident black iron guard would immediately cut off his sword and die.
There was a loud sound of "Zheng", and the long sword flashing with golden light was swung high, the knight of Oss was shocked, his eyes went dark, the figure was close, and a fist became bigger and bigger in front of his eyes, "Pa With a sound, he was punched in the middle of the bridge of the nose and eyes, his eyes protruded, nosebleeds splashed, and there seemed to be a gong and drum beating in his head, and the whole body of Os Knight began to sway.
The blows came one after another as fast as thunder and lightning, and the right hand tightened and twisted. Viscount Timba and Carrick could see it clearly. They saw Tagle's guard named Locke grab the right hand of the knight of Oss, twist it, and pull it down. Lifting his left knee, there was a "click", and the right arm of the knight of Oss was broken immediately, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground...
"Aw..." Os Knight screamed, but immediately received a violent knee in the chest and abdomen, the scream was interrupted, and the whole person shrank and fell straight down...
Everyone present watched in horror as the knight of Oss became a sandbag in the hands of the black iron guard named Locke. Never in their dreams would they have imagined that a gold-ranked knight would have no ability to resist in the hands of a black iron guard. When Tager woke up and called out to stop, the Os knight had already collapsed on the ground dying.
Lorist raised his leg and stepped on it. With a "click", the left leg of Os Knight was broken. It's just that the poor Aussian knight woke up from the coma, and then passed out from the pain.
Lorist bent down, first took out the silver box he had taken from Os Knight, and then stripped him completely, not even leaving him a pair of underwear to cover his body. Finally, I came to Tager with a lot of booty and put it down, and then came to the stone pot as if nothing had happened, spooned a bowl of fish soup, tasted it, and began to add firewood to the stove. The soup will have to cook for a while…
Carrick and Viscount Timba looked at Viscount Oss, who was naked on the ground over there, and then at Lorist, who was burning fire here. They looked at each other with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
"That, that tower, Tagle, don't you think it's strange? The guard of your chamber of commerce is just black iron..." Finally, Carrick tugged at the guy who was picking up treasures from a pile of spoils on the ground.
Tagle didn't look back: "What's strange, although Locke is a black iron, his ability to fight with bare hands is second to none in our chamber of commerce, and no one can stop him. The silver swordsman in our chamber of commerce fights with his bare hands. No one is his opponent, even the golden swordsman will fall under his hands if he is not careful. Black Iron Locke, Silver Invincible is his title... "
It was only then that Viscount Timba and Carrick suddenly realized, no wonder, this Locke blocked the sword of the Os knight for the first time, bullied him, even threw his own sword, and beat the Os knight with his fists Became a sandbag...
"Huh? Strange. Carrick, why are you hungry? This knight of Oss has everything with him. Look, this is salt, this is dried meat, and this is a small bag of fried flour, boiled in water It can make a big pot of batter, enough for you to fill your stomachs?" Tager stood up, still holding a few small bags in his hand.
Viscount Timba and Carrick's attention was drawn to them, remembering how hungry they were so hungry last night, they looked fiercely at the unknown Os Knight lying on the ground. No wonder, I didn't hear Knight Oss say that he was hungry last night, so he was eating alone! Now even Viscount Timba wanted to take his sword and stab the knight of Oss a few times.
The corner of Lorist's mouth curled into an arc. This was a round. Tagle did a good job. He successfully lured the knight of Oss to take the bait, allowing him to take the opportunity to destroy him. If they returned to the royal city, with the golden knight of Oss, Viscount Timba would not pay much attention to Tager. Now that there is no Oss knight, they can only rely on Tager for the next journey. When we arrived in Wangcheng, it would be more convenient for us to act with Viscount Timba to endorse the two of us...
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