Twenty Sided Dice

Back at the inn, Siegel saw Sir Bill's dark horse parked in the stable, leisurely munching on hay. When the warhorse saw the squid, Herod called twice and shook his head as a greeting.

When Sir Bill heard the horse roar, he pushed open the window of the room and waved to Siegel: "Come on, little brat, and see what I have prepared for you!"

When Siegel rushed into the room, he opened his mouth wide in surprise: instead of the place where the oil lamp had been placed, there were now three weapons on the table: a light crossbow, a machete, and a long whip.

He first fumbled through the three weapons quickly, then picked them up one by one and examined them carefully. The light crossbow is cut from the whole pear wood, which is very strong; the crossbow string is made of buffalo tendons soaked in oil, which is easy to maintain and has good toughness; the winder is an adjustable wrench, which uses the slot to tighten the crossbow string step by step. This light crossbow is the standard equipment of the army. I don't know how it came out, so although it is not new, it is still very rare.

Siegel was familiar with the style of the machete, which was used by many sailors and pirates. The blade is very light and can be firmly bitten with the mouth, freeing both hands to climb. The arc of the blade is suitable for slashing enemies as well as cutting ropes. The curved blade forms a narrow, thin stab at the metal tip that can easily penetrate the enemy's heart and lungs. The center of gravity of the weapon falls half a palm in front of the gauntlet, which is very unique, so it takes a bit of getting used to it.

Both of these things were within Siegel's expectations, but this whip was a little unexpected. The whip was all black and made of sturdy jute, with iron spiked rings pinched at intervals outside, which looked extremely ferocious. The whip was spread out slightly, and some metal fragments were tied. The whip was three meters long, and it was heavy in his hand.

"I wanted to buy you a light hand crossbow, but I changed my mind when I saw that this light crossbow was good." Sir Bill said: "This kind of crossbow has more power in battle, and it can be used with both hands. More accurate. But when your strength increases, you still have to learn to use a longbow. Bow and arrow skills are skills that can last a lifetime.”

"The technique of the machete is different from that of the long sword, but if you are very skilled with the sickle, you don't have to worry about how fast you can get started. After using the machete, at least your work and driving will be easier. You still have something to learn, little brat." The ser pointed to the last weapon and said, "This whip was found in a weapon shop, a rare thing. A mercenary who ordered it didn't come back alive, so the whip was sold at a low price. I tried it, and the whip is not light, compared to some of the ropes on the boat. I don't know how to use this thing, it's just a toy for you."

"Thank you sir."

"You deserve it. After all, the gains from going out this time have far exceeded expectations, and your role is not small."

"Ah, my lord, I have something to tell you." Referring to the 'unexpected profit', Siegel suddenly remembered the business, and described in a few words what he saw in the harbor: the battleship, the prince, the knight of the dawn and the bald gang. After listening to Sir Bill, he was silent, sitting in his chair and thinking quietly.

After a while, he said: "Don't worry about those mages, there are too many battles in the wild, and no one has the energy to investigate, so you don't have to mention this matter in the future. Whether you are an adventurer or a knight, you must be brave, Be fair, humble, prudent, hone your skills to protect the weak, but also protect yourself. There is nothing wrong with what you are doing, there is no need to worry."

Sir Bill paused, then continued: "You're still young, you're just a rookie, what are you worried about, what are you worried about? When you and I were our age, we were just as good as my brothers. This is the only way to go, and so do you. When an adventurer lives a happy life, it seems beautiful, but in fact it is full of hardships. Don't you just kill a horse thief in the wild, don't take the little things to heart! You are still mine Servant, I am your knight, even if you want to beat a dog, you have to ask me first."

Siegel felt more relieved, he finally crossed this hurdle and was mentally prepared for future battles. Severing a kobold's ear is disgusting, but it's definitely not as shocking as taking a life with your own hands. Sir Bill looked at the young man, trying to remember the first time he had killed an enemy. He tried and tried again, but that memory was too vague, hidden behind the fog of time, and he couldn't remember it - it might be that he deliberately forgot that history.

"You're here to familiarize yourself with the new weapons, and then go buy some crossbow bolts to practice. Don't break the inn, little brat." Sir Bill stood up, straightening his clothes, smoothing out the wrinkles: "We can't live here. In a few days, I'll be heading west soon. I'm going to see if there's anything I can do next. Isn't there a troll on the trade route? Maybe the price is right now."

"What kind of creature is a troll? Is it powerful?" Siegel asked curiously.

"It's a bit tricky, but as long as they don't come in groups, it's not a big problem." Sir Bill said, "Remember, little brat, as long as you practice running well, you can worry less."

After speaking, Sir took up his sidearm and went out. As a senior adventurer, Tiger Bill has his own way. He knows where to get the latest news, and also knows which way to protect the interests of the mercenaries. After all, not all employers like to pay their bills on time.

Siegel picked up something, happy like a bird, he went out to find a dwarf, and the day before yesterday he saw various types of crossbow bolts for sale in the grocery store. And in the back of the Pei Ya store stood a few straw figurines, which were just used to practice shooting. Getting these three new treasures is enough to keep Siegel playing for a long time.

For the next three days, Sir Bill was always haunted, and he was rarely seen, day or night. Siegel discovered that Jazz had been grooming his hair and beard, bought a new set of underwear, and occasionally smelled strange perfumes from him. Siegel would never be foolish enough to inquire about Jazz's whereabouts. He was using the "free and unlimited supply" of crossbow bolts and straw figurines to improve his shooting accuracy.

This morning, Siegel heard the cry of "Squid! Squid!" outside the grocery store. He heard that it was Jazz and ran back quickly.

"There is a good opportunity to fight for it." The sergeant looked very excited and patted Siegel on the shoulder: "Little brat, have you never attended a royal banquet? , put on these clothes and see if they fit."

Siegel scratched his head, feeling a little uncomfortable with this sudden enthusiasm, as if the first officer was in a similar state every time he was going to play tricks on him. He looked at the cloth bag that Jazz had brought back, which contained a great many finely crafted clothes, ranging from trousers to shirts and coats, in several styles. The garments are made of light fabric that doesn't look strong at all and can be ripped to shreds with the slightest tug of your hand, but each is decorated with beautiful lace trims and the buttons are custom crafted.

"How should I wear these clothes?" Siegel picked up a shirt that was almost translucent, and didn't dare to use any strength. "Can you go out with clothes on? I think the wind could tear them apart."

"Of course these aren't canvas, idiot. And it's not for you to wear outside." Sir Bill tapped the squid on the head and said, "The evening party is held indoors, don't worry about the wind. You are my entourage. , after you go, just focus on eating, don't make trouble. By the way, go find a hat and put it on, your black hair is too rare, it's better to keep a low profile. "

Sir Bill looked at the squid's embarrassment with these clothes for a while, secretly amused. These almost transparent clothes are naturally not the so-called daily wear of the upper class, but more like some kind of "collection" for a special purpose, and even the characteristic of tearing is also targeted. The only good thing about this kind of clothes is that they look good, and they are cheap...

"Don't eat dinner, it's better not to eat lunch." Sir Bill instructed before leaving: "Wash your face and tidy up neatly. I'll come back to you in the evening."

If it's evening, don't worry, Siegel decides to practice archery first, and asks for some news from Pi Ya. The good dwarf eloquently began to talk about the etiquette of human banquets. The squid listened for a while, and felt more and more outrageous. He suddenly woke up, Pi Ya must have never attended such a banquet, and he probably heard about it from somewhere.

Night is coming soon, and Sir Bill is already dressed and furious, ready to set off at the door of the hotel. After hesitating for a long time, Siegel slipped a chain shirt between his shirt and coat. Without this layer of metal armor, he would have no sense of security, and he always felt more awkward than being naked. At the same time, he also bought a round leather hat from Pi Ya for 5 coins, just enough to tuck all the black hair under the hat, and no one could see it.

The squid led the horse and proceeded to the banquet hall as instructed by the jazz. This party was held to celebrate the signing of the agreement between the Knox Commonwealth and the Chamber of Commerce Alliance on the transfer of rights and interests in Ximu Town—the title alone made Siegel think about it several times before he figured it out. Under the watchful eye of Prince Andrew and the supervision of the Church of Dawn, the two parties negotiated at an astonishing speed. The Knox Common Association can purchase any land in Ximu Town at a price of 3,000 gold coins per mu, with a total area of ​​no more than 50 mu; all required building materials must be purchased from the Chamber of Commerce. On this condition, of the 11 seats in the Ximu Town Council, 6 of the 9 seats originally held by the Chamber of Commerce were handed over to the Knox Common Association.

The prince didn't say anything when he saw the agreement, all the terms were fair, but he was surprised at the speed at which the agreement was finalized. Under the expectant eyes of the merchants, the prince endorsed the agreement and handed one copy to Earl Todd for archives. Turning around, the merchants had already sold 30 acres of land to the port of Ximu Town and the upper cliff, and another agreement to purchase stone and wood was quickly reached.

Prince Andrew's council chamber in Brookwood - also used as an auction floor for the Chamber of Commerce - witnessed the deal. When the mage was hugged tightly by the rich people of the chamber of commerce, he felt that everything in front of him was unreal, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. The chair under him is a bit awkward, and it is uncomfortable to adjust the posture. He turned his attention to the count, hoping to get some answers from the old man.

"Wait and watch, Your Highness." Earl Todd leaned down and said beside the prince's ear, "Whether it is the Chamber of Commerce Alliance or the Knox Common Association, they are all under the shroud of stars."

"Has the westbound wind been released?"

"Yes, Your Highness, the hub fort is ready. I believe that Waterdeep City has received the news."

"The New World is too backward. There are too many beggars, fugitives, and pariahs among the people here, and there is no kingship and education. It is said that if you go westward, you will either be a vast wasteland and wasteland, or you will be steep and lonely. . This place where birds don't **** will never catch up with the grandeur of the capital."

Earl Todd shook his head and advised the prince, "The king should not despise every inch of land. UU www.uukanshu.com"

"I know, Lord Count." The prince nodded: "I understand my duty. But I can always choose not to hang out with these philistine businessmen all day long? I'd rather practice swordsmanship with Evan and be exhausted half to death. "

"I'm afraid it will take a few more days. But although Evan is your brother, he is not the king's son, so pay attention to his behavior." The count was about to continue his persuasion when he saw the prince frowning and felt displeased. A wise man knows what to say, and he needs to know when to say those words. So he changed his words and said: "His Royal Highness, the former town council speaker, Mrs. Elvis of the business alliance seems to have something to say."

Ms. Elvis, the widow of the late Viscount Pete Elvis, passed the title to her son, and she devoted herself to her estate and quickly became one of the most respected leaders in the business alliance. She is in her 50s with gray hair and always wears a long black dress, which has become her daily attire.

The lady's spirit seemed very tired, and the haggard between her eyebrows could not be covered with foundation. She walked up slowly, made a wish, and then said slowly: "His Royal Highness, Ximu Town is very honored to welcome members of the royal family of the Starry Dynasty, especially to be able to see the heirs of the royal family. Although this place is remote and backward , but we still sincerely invite you to the banquet held in the humble house."

"Okay, ma'am, I'll be there on time." Prince Andrew waved his right hand like a worm, and quickly agreed. He nodded as a farewell, then stood up and walked straight away, returning to the battleship Dawn Angel, followed by a long line of guards. He wanted to find Evan to work his muscles and bones, which is, according to his half-brother's words - to look for a beating.