Rise In Calradia

　　 "Head, Suno is in front, where are we going?"

　　 Looking from a distance, Suno's stone city wall looks extremely wide.

　　 This city may be the oldest city in Calradia. There are many "remains" that are still inhabited and used outside the city. And the daily caravans and the olives transported to the refinery by trucks make the city look extraordinarily energetic.

　　An old and young city.

　　 "The tavern, and then the market. Suno's oil is the best in the continent, and we will also be a caravan."

　　 At this time, Byron was in a good mood. It was not only the surprise to see the ancient city of Suno, but also the joy of improving his strength.

　　【Army

　　Leader: Byron

　　 Unit limit: 60

　　 Byron

　　 caravan guard *1

　　 Swadia Militia *3

　　The inexperienced Swadia militia*5]

　　 Counting Byron himself, his team already has ten people, including one level 3 soldier, 3 level 2 soldiers, and 5 fake level 2 soldiers. There are two carts and two pack horses, full of supplies.

　　 Including tents and chopped firewood, ten people can spend the night in the wild with these materials.

　　Byron is now riding that military horse. Although he is not enough riding, he still has no problem riding. Unfortunately, it is impossible to fight on this horse.

　　 "Just do what you want."

　　 John nodded and yelled to the militiamen who followed, telling them that they would drink after they entered the city, which caused a few cheers.

　　 The cheering people are three people who have been rewarded by Byron. They have several silver coins in their pockets, enough to eat and drink, and they can find women to accompany them to "play".

　　'S comment on this Byron is: "As long as you don't get sick, the rest will be yours."

　　 Byron himself would naturally not do those things, but he very much hopes that his soldiers will enjoy spending money, that is, to work hard for them, and not to leave them the opportunity to accumulate capital to do it alone or go home.

　　 At the gate of the city, Byron and the others were stopped by the guards who guarded the city, but they were also polite because of the number of people.

　　 After paying a mercenary tax of up to 3 dinars, Byron and the others entered the city.

　　Byron gave John a small silver coin and asked him to arrange the cart and go straight to the tavern by himself.

　　 Although it is not the time for olives to mature, dozens of Suno refineries are still busy, squeezing out cans of freshly squeezed olive oil and transporting them to the tables of wealthy citizens and nobles.

　　Suno’s olive oil is the best on the mainland and has been selling well. As long as he understands the market, Byron can make a fortune with the accumulated capital.

　　 No matter where it is, the tavern is crowded with alcoholics and elites, as well as travelers who earn copper and silver coins based on intelligence.

　　 They are much more sober than the other people in the tavern, and they all look like travelers. Sitting next to them will show a sly smile.

After 　　 bought two glasses of Palavin's ale (the Palavin's ale is the best in the kingdom), the other party also told him a lot of news he wanted to know.

　　 But just as Byron turned his face to listen to the information, a figure attracted his attention.

　　 The man wore light gray and light green shirts and coats. The workmanship was very particular, and he was often worn by nobles.

　　His beard and hair are slightly blacker than Byron, he is of medium build and he looks less than thirty years old. In Byron's words, the dress of the nobleman, the body of the soldier.

　　 But his face is haggard, and his expression is a little dazed. He holds a wine glass in his hand, but the wine never touches his mouth.

　　 Looking at him, Byron almost ignored the information revealed by the traveler.

　　 "Who is that?"

　　 Byron asked.

　　 The traveler was stunned. He didn't know why the other party suddenly changed the subject, but he didn't mind it. It was for the sake of Paravin Ale.

　　 "He is an officer of Suno, the son of a noble family, but it is said that he murdered his own brother. I really don't know why he can sit here with nothing to do."

　　 After the traveler finished speaking, he looked at Byron's eyes suspiciously at the light that represented excitement.

"thank you very much."

　　 Byron had already confirmed the identity of the opponent, and he took out a small silver coin and placed it on the table, and went straight to one of the heroes in the game.

　　 "Do you mind if I sit here?"

　　Byron walked to the table and asked politely.

　　 The other party was stunned for a moment. Some swollen glasses glanced at Byron, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but he didn't mean to be happy and looked a bit miserable.

　　 "Please."

　　Byron sat down and put the wine in the clay pot on the table. It was bought by Byron for a dinars and a half, and it was considered a good wine in the tavern.

　　 "A drink?"

　　 "No, thank you for your kindness, sir."

　　 The other party did not accept his wine, Byron shrugged and poured himself a glass.

　　 "I heard them talking about you, but I don't quite believe what they said. Dare to ask your name?"

"my name?"

　　 The other party was holding the wine glass in his hand, and seemed to think of some unbearable past, his expression a little bit painful.

　　 "Fatis, you can call me that. I used to have a glorious surname, but I no longer have the right to talk about it."

"It's an honor to see you, Mr. Fatis. I am Byron, "Von Byron". I am the leader of a team. I see in you the kindness and compassion that other nobles can't see, I I don’t believe that you are someone who will strike at your brother. Are you sure there is something unspeakable? Maybe it’s a bit abrupt, but it’s a lot easier to say something sad."

　　 Hearing Byron's words, Fatis' body trembles slightly, and his eyes have gloss, even if it is very cloudy.

　　 "Sir, can you be my confession pastor? Although this is not a religious place, I don't know your faith, but your words really speak to my heart."

　　 "It is a great honor, Mr. Fatis, I will keep your secret for you. Although I have no faith, I believe this will make you feel better."

"thanks, thanks…"

　　Fatis' voice choked up, and the corners of his eyes became moist.

　　 "It's actually no secret. I am Suno's cavalry officer. Before that happened, I had always been the pride of my father."

　　 "My brother and I—he is a young and brave kid who should have done a lot, but..."

　　 "I'm really dizzy, that slut! My brother and I fell in love with her at the same time, but she never said anything."

　　 "That day, my brother broke in and asked angrily why I took his woman away and slapped me. And I...stabbed him with a sword!"

　　 At this point, Fattis' tears have dripped onto the table, his fists clenched, and the veins violent. Byron sat there and listened without saying a word.

　　 When Fatis's situation improved, Byron sighed and his expression became serious.

　　 Of course, in Byron's brain at this time, he was quickly thinking about how to draw the other party over. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "It's really an unfortunate past, and I won't comment on it."

"Thank you for listening to my confession. I have been living in pain these days, as if death is holding my heart, cursing my soul, and wanting to pull me into hell. Because of my identity and my father , The law does not punish me, but I will never forgive myself."

　　Fatis had calmed down at this time, and his body at this time truly revealed his integrity.

　　 "Then why not find a job and say goodbye to your past self? Leave the life of the nobleman to redeem your sins, or do something else."

　　 Hearing Byron's proposal, a ray of hope flashed in Fatis' eyes.

　　 "You are right. I used to think about traveling the mainland like a hero and acting on my beliefs. I used to think it was just a fantasy, but now..."

　　 "Go to his nobleman! This kind of life may be comfortable, but I have said goodbye to it now. You said before that you have a team, I believe you will be a person of justice!"

"I have been a cavalry officer for a few years. I will be a good soldier and can train soldiers in riding skills for you. I also know many nobles and officials. If you need it, I will open their doors for you! "

　　 "However, I hope we don't have to raise arms to unarmed people. This is not justice, and they have suffered a lot under the rule of the lord.

　　Fatis sat in a chair and said to Byron very solemnly.

　　Byron was very happy in his heart, but he still suppressed his emotions, smiled a little, and nodded to Fattis.

　　 "Congratulations, Mr. Fatis, you have been hired."