Medieval White Elf Story

Because before departure, Glio had repeatedly confessed that if the young master lost even half a hair after he went out, everyone would be chopped into minced meat and fed to the big dog he raised, so the followers were extremely nervous. Surrounded closely by Flynn, if anyone dodges a little slower, he will find several weapons pointed at him.

Ever since, we walked all the way and kept away from strangers. We didn't even have a chance to say hello to an old lady and express our care for the people as a leader.If it weren't for the fact that these are loyal servants who have been affiliated with the Bain family for several generations, and the four leading ones are warriors canonized by Cheap Daddy and Cheap Daddy's Daddy, Flynn would really think that they are all They are specifically looking for trouble for themselves.

Continuing in this manner, Flynn felt less like a lord going on patrol, and more like a prisoner parading through the streets, and his good mood turned into a mess.

After wandering around for a while, I originally planned to go back for a walk, but then I noticed that the eyes of the subordinates were occasionally glancing at the tavern passing by the roadside.

As a leader, it is natural to understand the sentiments of the people and always care for your subordinates and take care of their needs.Flynn randomly selected a pub that looked relatively clean and expressed his intention to go in and have a look.

At this time, the subordinates were no longer nervous, and their hands on their weapons were loosened. Although each of them was still tense, they could not hold back their beaming expressions.Damn, these are a bunch of drunkards. They forget what they do when they hear the word drink. They are definitely not qualified to be bodyguards.

I just opened the door and walked in. There were a lot of people in the tavern, and it sounded lively from the outside. I saw a few big-bodied servants with swords around their waists, surrounded by a little guy. The noisy voice lowered and slowly became quiet.

The owner of the tavern is still very discerning. Although he has never met Flynn, he knows that the servants are all close to the lord and are regular customers of his house. How dare he neglect them and he hurriedly came up to get close to them.

Flynn chose a corner and sat down. He was a little hungry after walking for a long time and needed to eat something to replenish his energy.

The owner of the tavern took this opportunity to kick out a few drunken drunkards. Seeing that something was wrong, the other customers quietly followed him out one by one. By the time the servants all found seats to sit down, the store was already occupied. became empty.

Fearing that it would affect the boss's business, Flynn coolly took out a few silver coins and asked the boss to quickly prepare food for them.

Sometimes having more customers doesn't necessarily mean good things. Flynn's spending power made the boss clearly realize that he was not only a big shot, but also a big customer. He quickly asked his wife to get some food, and he couldn't let the old man go hungry. .

Smoked dried fish, boiled eggs, and a few roasted chickens, plus the white bread baked by the hotel owner himself, were probably the good food that ordinary people could eat in this era, which made Flynn feel like he was spending a lot of money. The silver coins that went out were very worthless, and the shop owner was probably going to make a fortune off of him.

However, as the son of a lord, it was impossible to negotiate the price with a hotel owner, not to mention that he had already thrown out the silver coins, so he asked the boss to bring some more fruit wine to entertain his followers.

The servants had been staring at the wine barrel with their eyes shining since they entered the door. When the shop owner brought the wine barrel, they immediately gathered around and started to fill it themselves. Flynn had to raise his voice and asked them to drink less. , I don’t know if these guys can listen.

Although the food was mediocre, it looked quite clean. Flynn was already hungry, so he ate some to fill his stomach with a blind eye, and called the boss over to find out if there was anything new on the market.In order to avoid the store owner's random thoughts, he emphasized that he only wanted to hear what the businessmen who were coming and going were talking about.

The boss was still hesitating whether the young master from a noble family would be interested in the various romantic affairs that the villagers loved to talk about. However, after Flynn explained this, he gave up the idea.However, although there are many businessmen coming and going, and the businessmen have even more entourages, most of them just come in and find women, drink after doing it, and then either continue on their way or continue to find women. There are not many new things to talk about, it is just all kinds of things. Rumors that were either true or false, or strange folklore, made Flynn sound like a storyteller, and he listened with gusto.

After all the inventory in the boss's mind was exhausted and he couldn't think of anything new, Flynn was satisfied and rewarded him with another silver coin. By the way, he saw that several of his subordinates were starting to get a little drunk. After a long time, I was ready to go home.

Before they could greet the subordinates to set off, they heard a flurry of excitement outside, and then a group of people walked in happily. Without even looking at Flynn and his group, they called on the hotel owner to quickly serve them drinks.

These people all look hateful, not much different from several of Flynn's retinues, and they also carry weapons. They should also be retinues of noble families, but this is the territory of the Bain family, how can there be others? People from the noble family came here.

I originally planned to call one of the guards to let him go over to check his voice, but when I saw De Xing, each of whom had straight eyes, I knew I couldn't hope for it.Call the hotel owner over and ask about the details of these people.

The hotel owner had a wry smile on his face, lowered his voice and whispered to Flynn: "These are people from the Principality of Zeon, and they are the retinues of Baron Luo Lei."

Flynn's expression immediately changed after hearing this. Baron Roley was a vassal of Duke Zeon, and his territory was adjacent to the Bain family's territory. He had long coveted Bain Castle for a long time, and he was the most active in encouraging old Tibi. He was the one who attacked the Bain family.Now, in broad daylight, these people are barging into their own territory. This is a naked provocation.

Judging from this appearance, it was not the first time that these people had crossed the border, so they were so unscrupulous. They didn't know what their cheap dad was usually busy with. The enemies were already at the door of his house and were about to break into the house, and he didn't know it yet.

At this time, a group of people were already shouting and urging the hotel owner to hurry over and serve them drinks.A guy with a rough look on his face was drunk somewhere, so he picked up a wooden bowl and threw it at the boss to let the boss know that they were not easy to mess with.

The wooden bowl missed the boss, but it shocked Flynn. Flynn's followers were also alarmed. They saw that someone dared to throw something at his young master. This was to send the brothers into the dog's mouth. Ah, without saying a word, he picked up the guy and rushed forward. Flynn couldn't stop shouting.

Seeing the two gangs starting to fight immediately, the hotel owner was on the verge of tears, and Flynn was also a little stunned.I was just out for a field trip, why did I encounter such a mess?