Mercenaries and Adventurers

In Kiel's camp.

After arranging the delivery of the firewood obtained in the afternoon, Keir immediately took the woodcutter to dinner. The cooks in the camp left several pots of boiling and bubbling wheat porridge specially for them.

A lot of beans are added to these wheat porridge, so the color of the whole wheat porridge becomes a bit strange. But it doesn't matter, everyone has long been used to it along the way, and no one cares about whether the food looks good or not, they only care about whether it can fill their stomachs.

Sitting around the campfire with his men and devouring the food, Kil was not in a hurry, just like the lumberjacks around him, and put the hot porridge into his mouth in a daze. He stirred the porridge with a wooden spoon to let the surface of the porridge surface. The heat will dissipate faster. After it cools down a bit, use a wooden spoon to scoop it up and eat it.

If someone else was so polite and ate with everyone during the team journey, they would definitely be criticized or laughed at behind the scenes, but if it was Kiel, no one would say anything if he did this.

Many people even praised him for being well-educated and more qualified to lead the team.

But Keir knew that these were just bullshit, not to mention that he slowly ate with a spoon, even if he was like the lumberjacks around him who had more muscles than brains. Speaking of which, most people in these teams can also find other ways to praise him.

Bloodfangster always made fun of this, and Kil always shrugged his shoulders to resolve the embarrassment.

But tonight, when he finished his sixth bowl of wheat porridge and felt that his stomach couldn't hold it anymore, when he was about to return to his tent to prepare weapons and equipment, he was blocked by a young man.

This young man carrying a fine long sword is none other than Will, the former bandit who recovered from his madness a few days ago. Even though this young man claimed that he had never killed innocent people when he was active in the bandit team, Keir I don’t really like this guy either.

After all, this man killed one of his armed civilians when they first met. Even when he regained consciousness a few days ago, this man also killed several local bandits who attacked the team.

"What? What do you want from me?"

Keir casually dropped the wooden spoon and bowl in his hand on the ground next to him, and the team of people responsible for clearing the tableware picked it up and waited for cleaning and collection.

Will, who calls himself a swordsman, looked around and felt that there were many people around, so he said, "Knight Kiel, can you go to a quiet place to talk?"

Kil tilted his head and motioned for the other party to follow him, and soon he arrived in front of his carriage and tent. There are two campfires here. Some of Kiel's most trusted armed people and the Bloodfangs are gathering around the campfires, betting on the outcome of the night wrestling and fighting of the armed people not far away. This one-on-one game will be held if conditions permit. Kiel learned fighting skills from the Kendall Army.

Not to mention how much it can naturally improve the combat effectiveness of the people responsible for fighting in the team, it can at least give many reckless guys who have had enough to eat and nowhere to vent their energy a place to vent their energy, reducing friction and conflicts within the team.

Kil took Will to a campfire, occupied it alone, and asked his men to get a few buckets of water. Then he drove the others to another campfire.

"There's no one around now, can you tell me what happened?"

As Kil said, he took off the weapons and equipment on his body one by one. Although the monster blood stained when he killed the parasitic monster smelled good, you can't not clean the armor and weapons just because the smell smells good, right?

Let’s not talk about whether there are other problems with the blood of the monsters. If you don’t clean it properly after every battle, the armor made of steel will be very easy to rust. The same goes for the weapons. If possible, you must carefully clean the gaps in the weapons after every battle. , as well as foreign body residue inside the scabbard.

Will looked around and felt that the other people at another campfire not far away were at a good distance. He remembered what the old businessman had told him before, so when Knight Kiel looked over, he knelt down on one knee. He stood on the ground, holding the long sword scabbard standing beside him, and looked up with scorching eyes: "Knight Kiel, my injuries have almost healed, and I can now assist you in fighting. Please arrange duties and duties for me. Let’s do the mission.”

Kil disassembled the armor on his body and asked casually: "You were seriously injured before, and you healed so quickly? The rest of the team suffered the same injuries as you before. At this time, most of them looked exhausted and couldn't walk. It really didn't matter. Problem?"

Will made a fist with his free hand and knocked **** his chest, especially the injured area. Although his body trembled when he hit it, his expression remained unchanged, indicating that he was fine.

"Lord Knight, all my injuries have healed and my body is not weak. I am able to fight and kill enemies."

Kil sat down on the ground, picked out the parts of the armor that were stained with monster juice or blood, put them in front of him, and put the other clean ones behind him, then picked up the largest piece of arm armor stained with monster blood and threw it at Wei He stepped forward and said, "I heard that your swordsmanship is good, but our enemies now are not humans, but these things."

Will picked up the heavy steel arm armor, put down his long sword, touched the dried monster blood on the arm armor with his fingers, and murmured: "I heard people in the team say these things are parasitic on the human body." Evil vine monster.”

Next to him, the men that Kil had ordered before came over with two buckets of clean water. Kil took it, put it next to him, moistened it with a piece of gray cloth, and then wiped it repeatedly on the dirt on the armor: "Can you handle it? "

Will pursed his lips and said solemnly: "If the people in the team can handle it, of course I can too."

Kiel wiped a piece of component clean, toasted it on the campfire next to him, and dried off the water. He then took out a small bottle of paste-like grease from the backpack behind him, put a small amount on the surface of the component in his hand, and took a handful. A hog bristle brush spreads the grease over the armor, giving it a shiny finish.

"How many do you think you can take away at one time?" Kil asked casually, picking up another armor part stained with the monster's blood without stopping.

Faced with Knight Kiel's casual question, Will, who prided himself on being a swordsman, did not dare to answer boastfully: "It's hard to judge before there is a direct battle, but if you fight one at a time, there will definitely be no problem."

At this time, in the northeast of the camp, at the gate of the town closest to the camp, there was a louder shout and roar. This situation suddenly caused everyone in the Kiel camp who had not rested to stand up, straighten their heads and look over.

Keir immediately put down what he was holding and looked over.

Unlike the people around him who couldn't see clearly, Kil relied on his outstanding eyesight and the magic given by the big bird **** to see what was happening at the town gate where the flames were extinguished.

"A fight broke out between the town guards and people outside the town?"

Kil muttered, but then he spat: "I should have expected it, huh, the boiling water vapor will definitely push open the lid of the pot."

At this time, the Bloody Fangster next to him ran over and asked what to do. Kil immediately told what he had seen and analyzed.

Knowing that it was not a monster, Bloodfangster breathed a sigh of relief, and then advised Kil not to get involved in this matter: "We have only been here for a day, and something like this has happened. We can't explain it clearly. We must not get involved anymore."

Nodding, Keir said he understood: "Of course I understand this kind of thing, but the situation of the people on the fighting side, the people outside the town, is not good. What do you think?"

Bloody Fangster's face was full of hesitation. If he was asked to choose, of course he would choose the villagers outside the town instead of the town's guards. Over the years as a caravan guard, he had dealt with these people a lot. Although it was his first time here in the Southern Province, he thought that guards all over the world were almost as bad.

But now it is no longer a caravan guard to protect the small caravan running business. The refugee team of hundreds of people needs and can only deal with the territorial nobles who control the town. The exchange and complementation of resources between the two parties is a win-win situation. The people outside the town provided little help to the refugee team, and they had to deploy manpower to guard the people on the left and right.

Which one is less important and which one is more serious? Xueyaste naturally understands.

"Still can't move, can't do anything. Let's just take care of the team. I hope people in the town won't think this matter has anything to do with us." Bloody Fangster said slowly and weakly.

Kil rubbed his teeth and shouted loudly: "Everyone in the team, please return to their respective camps. The armed squads will guard the places assigned before. Don't worry about what is happening outside. It has nothing to do with us."

The voice was clear and loud. Even though the chaotic shouting at the town gate not far away became louder and louder, it could not cover up Kiel's voice.

At this time, Priest Batal trotted over with a long luminous staff. As soon as he asked Kiel what happened, he couldn't sit still and rushed over to help.

"Help, priest, who will you help?"

Kil called to the hurried priest Batal.

Before the priest opened his mouth to answer, Keir said he understood: "I know which way it is, hey. I won't stop you, but what are you going to do?"

"I, uh, at least have to stop everyone first and stop fighting and killing." Priest Batar answered quickly.

Seeing the priest's anxious look, Kil did not stop him. He pulled Will who was standing next to him and pushed him towards Priest Batal: "Then take him with you. This man claims to have good swordsman skills. If you want to If people who are fighting together are separated, it is useless to just talk."

"I understand, but I have this." Priest Batal raised the amber metal staff in his hand, but after saying this, he did not refuse the swordsman Will who came with him. After saying this, he hurriedly led the people hurried over.

Kiel saw that the armed team guarding the right side of the camp first stopped the two people who were about to go out, but soon Priest Batal took Will out. Without the campfire lighting in the camp, the two people were originally The figure should not be visible, but the top of the long glowing staff in Priest Batal's hand has been emitting a dim light.

Seeing Priest Batar walk away, Bloodfangster cursed a few words in a low voice with slight dissatisfaction. Then he angrily sat down next to Kil, and said to Kil who sat down again to pack his armor and clean up: "He is He's causing trouble for us."

Keir kept holding on: "Maybe."

"Do you want the team to be ready to move and set off? Damn it, I forgot that our team just entered the town and there are people driving it."

Bloody Fangster shouted angrily: "I can't leave now."

"Not necessarily. Don't say that the matter has nothing to do with us, it just does. Trust me, the smart people in the town will make it have nothing to do with us. You know, they are facing enough troubles now, just like a toy A juggler has too many things on his head to fit an elephant."

Bloodfangster winked: "Elephant? I think we are at most a monkey."

Keir smiled and said, "Monkeys can't stand it either."

"Then the smart people will control the situation, what about the fools? I think it's because there are so many fools that everything becomes so bad. You know, the gate guards everywhere are basically fools, rude and greedy , counting everyone who enters the city, and peeking at every caravan carriage." Bloody Fangster complained while helping Kil simply deal with the dirty armor parts.

Keir kept his hands on, thinking about the gate guards of Kendall City, and said: "They are not all idiots, there are still some good people with skills and conscience."

Kil's statement made Bloody Fangster shake his head and smile bitterly: "You are very capable, so of course you will face less difficulties. I am not as capable as you."

The two of them were talking, and Kil listened to the commotion and fighting not far away, as well as the intervention of Priest Batal, and just packed up the armor.

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Kiel didn't sleep at all that night. Firstly, he had to be wary of changes caused by the priest's intervention in the local riots, and mainly he was wary of Ye Mei Town. Secondly, his sleep condition has not been very good recently ~ www.readwn.com ~ As long as he sleeps, he will dream. As long as he dreams, he will inevitably be entangled with the resentment of those who killed him.

Then it would be better for him not to sleep.

The big bird **** said that Kil was working for him, and he helped Kil resolve his lingering grudges. But Kil helped him solve the matter, but many days passed, and the ancient gods did not help him solve the matter.

When asked what was going on, the other party said that he was expanding his followers. When asked how, the other party said that he was gathering strength. As a result, when asking about the situation in the past two days, Otiao God hesitated and did not communicate with him much.

Normally, he likes to talk to him, but now that Kil holds the **** wood carving of a bird hanging around his neck, the **** rarely responds.

If he hadn't stared directly into the eyes of the wooden sculpture, the god's wooden sculpture would have awkwardly looked away from Kil's eyes. Kil even thought that the other person had taken advantage of it and ran away.

Although Kiel also hopes that the other party will run away and get rid of the contact with him, so that he will not have another head-on conflict with the Church of the Hunting God in the future, but the problem is that Kiel did not get the benefits! The benefits were given, and the ancient **** Palu Kil even raised his hands to welcome him.

But now, Kiel gets scared when he sees his sleeping bag at night. I wasn't sleepy during the day. When I was riding on horseback with my eyes closed, I could squint for a while at any time. Although it didn't last long, it could make up for Kil's sleep a little bit.

The trouble is that even if he just squints for a little while, he will be dragged into a nightmare, where he has to 'play' with the defeated generals who came to torture him for a while, and then forcefully wake up.

Therefore, early the next morning, Kil walked out of his tent early, kicked out the two guards who were dozing outside the tent, and started a new day with the morning light revealing a line on the horizon.