Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

　　 Corleone and the three returned to the hotel to rest after receiving their equipment from the forge.

　　 Tonight, the owner of the hotel was also very enthusiastic, and invited them to taste the black tea they just bought. Corleone and they all drank some, and they felt that the taste was really good, fragrant and sweet.

　　 The reason why it is very sweet is determined by the way the tea was drunk at that time. When making tea with boiling water, sugar and milk are added, and in some places, spices or various weird condiments are added to it.

　　Fakner discussed tomorrow's plans with Corleone and Pauly in the room. He plans to go to the black market to buy a few fake mercenary certificates at that time, mainly because he is worried about the risk of exposure to the mercenary union.

　　Faknet also signed up for tomorrow's arena event, but he was more "counseling", he only signed up for the swordsmanship duel, and planned to stop.

　　 After all, he was watching the two real sword fights today. He thought that if he ran into that goblin headhunter, he would probably have his head left on the field.

　　 If you win a swordsmanship duel, the bonus will be much less. Sometimes it is only one-tenth of that of a real sword fight, but life can basically be saved, and there will be no loss of arms or legs.

　　 After a while, a few people felt very sleepy for some reason, so they didn't plan to talk any more, and fell asleep after blowing out the candles.

　　 At the door of the room, the hotel owner, Fat Lun, was sticking to the door, as if listening to the movement inside. When there was no sound in the room, his expression was very excited.

　　 Then in a nearby guest room, the big head came out of it and asked the boss: "How is it, are you all asleep?"

　　 "Yes, the effect of your potion is really good. By the way, don't forget my money then." The boss rubbed his fingers.

　　 "Hmph, don't worry, there will be no less points for you. I will contact my elder brother and ask them to transport people out."

　　 "Also, let these guys lie down for a while and let the effect of the medicine take longer."

After finishing talking, leave the hotel and ran towards a nearby tavern. In the tavern, dozens of warriors wearing plate armor (hard leather armor) were sitting early, among them "tomahawk bones". Of the head.

This strong man held the double-edged axe tightly in his hand and kept drinking the clear water on the table. He did not drink his favorite dwarf beer today, and dozens of his subordinates were drinking cold water. .

Apart from them, there are not a few guests left in the tavern, and they must have been scared away by the dominance of the "tomahawk bone" mercenary group.

　　 Only the tavern owner looked at the dozens of **** mercenaries who only drank water and not alcohol.

　　 Tired and panting, he finally ran into the tavern, made a gesture to his elder brother after entering the door, and then turned and left.

　　 All the members of the "Tomahawk Bones" who left with him, the head of the brawny man threw a gold coin toward the counter of the bar, and said to the boss:

　　 "We haven't been to this tavern today, don't you?" The brawny man wrestled the battle axe in his hand after speaking.

　　 "Ah... Of course, it's because my business is not so good today, and there are no customers coming." The boss wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly responded.

　　 Then the entire "tomahawk bone" mercenary group followed their heads to the hotel where Corleone lived.

　　 At this time in the hotel room, Fackney and Pauly slept as well as "dead pigs". It is estimated that even if someone slaps them a few times, there is no response.

　　 As for Corleone's state, it was different. At first, he did fall asleep, but he only slept lightly, and did not sleep as deadly as Fackner and the others.

　　 A few minutes later, Corleone woke up from his drowsiness. He only felt that the world was spinning around, as if someone had hit his head with a sledgehammer.

　　 Right now, he felt something was wrong, and quickly shook the other two people who fell asleep on the bed, but found that they had no response, and they were still asleep there.

　　 Corleone relied on the weak resistance gained by the 4th [Warrior] and the physique brought by 14 [Strength] points, and he forcibly survived the anesthetics made with mandala flowers and other medicinal materials.

　　 This narcotic is naturally in the black tea sent by the tavern owner.

　　 Even if Corleone wakes up, the effect of the anesthetic is still there, and he can feel dizzy every step he takes.

　　 Corleone didn't have time to put on his armor, so he had to pick up a two-handed sword and guard it at the door of the room, because he had heard footsteps coming from outside, and many people were walking towards their room.

　　 He understood that these people are highly likely to be enemies and not friends, so he poured the clear water in the water sac on his head, trying to make himself more awake.

　　 Then he held a big sword and turned to the door of the room, waiting for the opponent to enter.

　　 And outside the door, the members of the "tomahawk bones" surrounded the entire room, and the guests in other rooms had also rested separately. This was the right time for them.

　　 One of the mercenaries stepped forward and knocked on the door, nodded to the group leader when no one answered, and then pushed the door open.

　　 The mercenary was still holding a candle in his hand, but in the dark room, he was greeted by a cold light.

　　 After seeing someone push the door open, Corleone decisively slashed out the big sword in his hand. He didn't hesitate at this moment.

　　 The mercenary let out a scream, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com's arms and candles all rolled to the ground, and he fell toward the outside while clutching his **** arm.

　　 The mercenaries outside seemed a little flustered, but the leader of the "Tomahawk Bones" was not affected.

　　 He snorted angrily and slashed the double-edged axe in his hand towards the young man against the candlelight.

Corleone's head no longer felt so dizzy. He raised his great sword and met the blow, blocking the axe's hacking. Among the two, the head of the group stepped back a few steps, but Corleone didn't move slightly. .

　　 The small room was not conducive to Corleone’s stretching. He was also afraid of hurting Fackney and Bowley who were still sleeping, so he rushed out.

　　The members of the mercenary group at the door have dispersed, and some even took off the short bow behind them.

　　 But Corleone's reaction was also very quick. After using his sword to force back a few mercenaries, he kicked down the wooden table by the wall, raised the table directly, and rushed forward as a shield.

　　 At this time, Corleone was holding a big sword in his left hand and a leg of the table in his right hand, and continued to assault without hesitation.

　　 If there is no extraordinary strength, ordinary people may not be able to bear it without running a few steps, but Corleone is different, he is holding a thick table, and his steps are still vigorous.

　　 The few arrows flying over did not hit Corleone's body, but instead hit the wooden table. As for expecting these mercenaries to hit Corleone's feet, it would be too high to look at them.

　　 Firstly, the archers among them were mediocre, and they were afraid to shoot their own people in the narrow corridor. Secondly, they were surprised by the youth's aura in front of them, and even more misaligned.

　　 Corleone continued to slam forward, hoping to temporarily force the mercenaries back.

　　 But at this time, the leader of the "Tomahawk Bone" was very upset. You must know that if you fight outside, it is likely to attract the Shaq patrol, which will be troublesome.