Twenty Sided Dice

They crossed the outpost again. There were only two hedge knights guarding the place. They were bored and hid in a sheltered place to heat the fire. The flag of the starry royal family was slanted on the rocky pedestal. After they saw Jeff, they quickly gathered around and said enthusiastically, "Old gold coin, what did you bring to eat?"

"There aren't many things, so I can only distribute some of the private goods to you." Jeff took out two onions, four sausages and two large potatoes. "That's all I can give you. Use the fire to bake and save some food. Don't make any noise."

The two of them thanked them greatly, and then let a group of people pass by.

"Is the situation in the mountains so bad?" Siegel asked, "Isn't the prince also in the mountains, and he can't eat?"

"You're wrong, princes and adults naturally don't eat these things." Jeff curled his lips with a look of disdain: "They have a magical magic basket, and they can change a lot of food and drink every day. But those grains It's all for the lords and knights with titles. Mercenaries and entourages, that is, we, don't get what's in the magic basket. Ser Bill often brings out his portion of food and mixes it up in our cauldron. I have persuaded him many times, he is already a master and can no longer live like a mercenary, otherwise it will be difficult for free riders to defect to him, and it is difficult to attract followers - of course, you are an exception to Siegel."

Then, Jeff gushed about his vision: the big castle, the flags flying, the fiery blacksmith shop and the knights lining up to buy armor. "I'm looking for a wife with a big **** who can have a lot of kids," he concluded. "Not a charismatic girl like Janet."

"Janet is fine, she can grow up by eating more." Siegel said, "She had a very hard life before."

"I bet the sergeant won't like her." Jeff said, "A knight needs a woman of equal status to pass on blood and heirs."

"I don't even know who my parents are, let alone my blood. What kind of woman is different?" Siegel laughed: "I'm just a little brat, but I don't have that much pressure. the benefit."

"I hope you can make sense sir, but I always think it's not that simple."

Janet listened intently, pursed her lips and said nothing. 'I just want Siegel', she thought, 'no one can take him'. Janet followed closely behind Siegel, looking for shortcuts between rocks and puddles, through woods of pines, oaks, and tin trees. She was beginning to be thankful that there were still trees here, because they finally had a roof that could keep out the rain. After stepping over a snow cypress that had been burned by lightning, they finally reached the camp.

He never dared to imagine that there would be a magnificent castle in the deep mountains, so he drew a picture of a camp with tents surrounded by fences among the trees. I didn’t expect things to be much better than expected: there must have been more than castles here in the past, and even the surrounding villages and towns were built according to the standard of fortresses, all of which are stone buildings, and many remaining stone carvings can still see dwarf runes. and markup. There are also many broken round walls around, a large number of columns of different heights and broken stairs leading to the cliff. However, a landslide destroyed this place, and most of the fortresses and cities were buried under the rocks. Only the cave door leading to the interior of the mountain was completely preserved.

The camp was arranged next to the gate of this cave. The proposed house was built with stones, wood, branches and canvas, and the kitchen, dormitory and toilet were arranged. The camp was surrounded by an earthen embankment, along which drainage ditches were dug so that rainwater and urine could escape. A simple gate was made on one side of the earth embankment, and a horse was placed, but no one stood guard. Most of the people here stood in the mud that covered their feet and waved their shovels to dig a second drain. It rained for four days in a row, which is not common in the mountains in autumn. The camp was basically soaked in water. In order to find a place to dry your feet, everyone had to work hard.

Simply counting, there are now more than 20 people in the camp, most of them wearing simple inlaid leather or chain armor, and their weapons are also various, including axes, short swords, chain hammers and even mace. These people don't have any family or title marks on them, they are all mercenaries, or to put it better, they are called free knights. They saw Jeff bring the horse in, put down the shovel in his hand, greeted him warmly, and helped him unload the load from the horse's back.

"Leave this to me. You can go to Sir Bill. He is usually in the room next to the cave."

"Janet, come with me." Siegel threw the reins to the person closest to him, and walked forward with the kitten's hand. Although the ground was muddy and difficult to walk, their hands were tight and steady.

The doors of the house were wooden boards covered with sheepskin, and Siegel pushed them open and bent over the lintel. There were already more than ten people in the room, standing around the table in the middle of the room, arguing about something. One person shouted: "I can't wait any longer, I have to send someone in." Another person said in a dark voice: "Who should I send to die? Yours or mine?" The brazier on the side of the room was burning Bright red flames reflected on these tired and muddy faces. Rain seeps in through the smoke holes in the roof, runs down the stone walls, and scours the charcoal and mud-covered boot prints. The room was filled with soggy tobacco, sour red wine, and the smell of sweat.

When they noticed that someone pushed the door in, everyone turned their heads and looked at the door in unison. These people have family crests on their armor, eagles catching swords, girls riding horses, fish jumping out of the water, and so on. One of them had a tiger's head printed on his belt, and the man stayed by the brazier for a long time without speaking. But he was the first to stand up after Siegel came in and strode over.

Siegel knew the face, it was Sir Tiger Bill.

"Long time no see, little brat. How did you get it?" Sir Bill grabbed Siegel by the shoulders, twisted him out, and dragged him out of the house, dragging Janet along like a little tail. come out.

"I came to the north by accident, and I came across Jeff Gold Coin, so I was brought here." Siegel sniffed and smelled the alcohol emanating from Jazz. Compared to when they separated, Jazz seemed a little older, and his temples were a little gray. His beard was disheveled, no one had taken care of him, and the black armor on his body was gone, now replaced by a slightly worn silver scale armor. But Jazz's body still looked strong, and the fingers holding Siegel's shoulders were still full of strength.

"I haven't seen you for more than half a year, little brat." Sir said to Siegel: "To be honest, I don't really miss you at all. It's okay to follow Elf Leah, have you met Erinte and Dio? "

"It's all good, it's all good." Siegel said, "I have to report to you about this period of time."

They came to the corner of the camp, sheltered from the rain under an old stone slab and talked. Siegel recounts what happened after their separation from the Hub, something Janet also heard for the first time. While they were talking, Jeff came over with a charcoal bowl, took some more onions and radishes, heated a frying pan with fat, and started making dinner.

"Waterdeep City wants to canonize some pioneering knights and reward them as the lords of the frontier. I think this is a good opportunity, so I came to the north." Siegel said at the end, and then introduced Janet and said: "This is Janet. , my traveling companion, I want her to be my woman."

"You little boy, what's wrong with me, you learned to find a woman first?" Sir Bill smiled, then sternly said, "Why does Waterdeep canonize knights? They are just opportunistic businessmen. They don't even dare to show their true colors. They're not the lords at all. How could they be a vassal? Only the knight competition they held is interesting, and the knights who stand out from it will be recognized by everyone. You should go to participate in that competition. "

"But I didn't have a referral at the time, and I became a mage, so I couldn't participate in that knight competition." Siegel scratched his head.

"It's nothing to be a mage, anyway, it's your own money, so of course you can use it as you like." Sir Bill looked up and down Siegel again, noting that his body and muscles were still solid, and he understood that he did not The training of warriors has not been put down. "But the mage is too time-consuming, and it depends on the talent. Many people have learned a lot of knowledge, but they can't cast spells. I still hope you can continue to focus on the training of martial arts. You are the best person I have ever seen. One of the people who are suitable for learning martial arts..."

"Siegel's magic talent is very good, Sir... Sir." Janet finally interjected and said, "He is also a kind gentleman, thank you for teaching him."

Sir Bill nodded, then said to Janet, "Where are you from? Are your parents there?"

The kitten shook her head and said, "I was born in Baranz City. My parents were both farmers. They have died and I am alone now."

"I see, you are also an ordinary civilian. Do you want to find a young Sir Sir and become the Lord's Lady?" Sir stared at her, deliberately frightening her with stern eyes.

"I just want Siegel." Janet replied with a frown.

"You are still too young. It will be many years before you get married, and there will be many changes." Sir's cold answer seemed to solidify the atmosphere. At this moment, a young man in a dark green robe was soaked wet, ran over, bowed and said to the Sir: "Mr. Baron, I will let you go immediately on duty, there is a situation in the cave. "

Sir Bill stood up and followed the man into the rain. After taking two steps, he turned his head and said, "Siegel, you come with me, with ears and eyes, and shut your mouth. Let the others eat first."