Heaven’s Intention

Oh, is it Little Romon? When he turned to the door, Kosig, the guard at the gate of the town, was an acquaintance, and greeted him, Oh, why are your clothes torn?

Romon looked at the torn clothes and said, Hey, I'm so unlucky. I was hunting in the forest today and encountered some goblins attacking me!

Oh, damned goblin, ah, a little boar!

This little wild boar also weighed thirty catties, so Romon laughed, pressed the dagger on his waist, and showed off a little complacently: Fortunately, I have some skills, so I got this, cut off a calf!

After all, Romon often went in and out of the town, and he was familiar with the town guards. After all, there were only 50 people in the team, and Kosig was one of them. Inviting to eat meat would certainly help them to get closer.

The guard Kosger was overjoyed immediately, and said, Okay, I'm going to have only one hind leg.

Oh, by the way, where is the reward for the goblin's scalp? Romon cut off his hind leg with a dagger and was about to claim the reward, but he didn't know who was responsible, so he asked casually.

The guard was busy with his own affairs, he kept his hands and feet, and replied casually: You can find our deputy squadron leader Dolana, or someone else.

Then, he lowered his voice mysteriously: But it's best not to find the squadron leader.

Romon was curious and wanted to ask in detail. But these guards have already yelled and started to go back to rest in shifts.

People in the guard are always like this. Romon complained noncommittally, but his expression remained the same.

Romon walked in on his own, thinking about today's dinner, before he took a few steps, he suddenly heard someone shouting from behind: Wait a minute.

Looking back, it turned out that it was the captain of these guards. It was a tall man, but it was Richard, the captain of one of the four squads.

Excuse me, what's the matter? Romon felt that he had a clear conscience, but was surprised instead.

Richard didn't speak, and stared straight at Romon with sharp eyes. The little wild boar let go after just one glance, but kept staring at the dagger, and asked after a long while: Did you meet a goblin in the forest today? attack, and then got this dagger?

Romon was refreshed, and he immediately remembered the information released by the baron, saying that goblins killed people. Then the baron can issue a reward for the person who was killed, either the person is important, or someone's relatives, relatives, and friends.

Since the deceased was a person of status, if he knew how to use a weapon, he would naturally be equipped with a good weapon. Could it be the short sword of the dead at his waist?

But if the goblin killed it, why didn't the goblin take it away? Goblins should be very eager for iron or steel weapons, killing people for money, and they will never throw weapons on the ground.

Romon couldn't understand this for a moment. If, however, the victim had been killed by a wild beast, it was quite possible that the beast, after all, did not need a weapon, and because of the goblin activity in the vicinity, committed the crime upon himself.

There may be many twists and turns in it, but it has nothing to do with Romon.

Yes! Romon admitted frankly that what the other party asked him was completely true. As for the possible misunderstandings, he didn't bother to point out that people could understand it however they wanted.

Then come with me!

So Romon had no choice but to follow the team leader, and soon came to a cemetery, which was also the cemetery behind the altar of the goddess. After arriving at the cemetery, after walking for a while, Romon saw the back of a person standing.

Wait for a while. The team leader instructed, then stood still after trotting for a while, talking to that person respectfully. Romon looked around, and not long after, he saw the captain beckoning to him, directing him to go over.

Hello, Captain Kerrillo! Romon said, he didn't know how to address the other party, and he didn't know the etiquette norms at this time. Whether it is his memory on the earth or in the memory of the town, there is no education in etiquette.

This is a strong middle-aged man. Just now when Romon looked at him from a distance, he felt that he had a strong physique just by the size of his clothes. His frame was very large and should be able to support a lot of muscles. Now that he took a closer look, Romon instinctively felt that this was a soldier, with an aura of iron blood and fortitude. Although his face was not outstanding, his eyes were very sharp. The hair with a little silver wire is declaring the ruthlessness of the years.

Romon didn't understand etiquette, but obviously the other party didn't care, just nodded: Show me the sword. Romon quickly untied it from his waist, and wanted to give it to him directly, but the squad leader took it halfway. Then respectfully pass it to that person.

The middle-aged man held the sword in his hand, and slowly pressed the two fingers of his left hand across the spine of the sword, all the way to the tip of the sword.

Romon lowered his head slightly to show his respect, and secretly glanced at the tombstone. The stone tombstone was fairly clean, but the words on it were already dim. It says Utred died in 3125 AD. There are some detailed biographical descriptions at the back.

He suddenly felt strange, a little confused.

Originally, Luo Meng guessed that this middle-aged man was the captain of Coreiro Squadron, and he was considered a big man in the town. The goblin reward order was initiated because his relative died and was buried in that grave now, but he just now After carefully reading the time recorded on the tombstone, it was more than ten years ago.

Romon looked down at the ground, thinking wildly, but after a while, he heard the squadron leader Kerrillo say: You killed the goblin and avenged my family, since you got this dagger, it's you Yes, um, your name is Romon, right? But on the hilt of the sword, you can’t keep the family crest of my Fasni family.”

It turned out that on the hilt of the sword, what Romon regarded as a pattern was the family crest of the Fasni family. Romon blushed with embarrassment, feeling that his knowledge of heraldry and etiquette was extremely lacking, and he was like an illiterate with no culture in this medieval world.

Romon was distracted, and finally heard a sentence, You all go down.

Then he was taken away by the captain.

After walking for a while, the team leader Richard simply explained: Squadron Captain Kerrillo has a nephew who died a while ago. He is the only blood left by Uhtred. Fourteen years ago, the The captain was still a soldier. Uhtred died protecting the squadron leader in the battle against the orcs. However, the squadron leader gradually emerged in the subsequent battles and was promoted by the baron, and even granted the status of a knight. Became Knight Corello Fassini!

Luo Meng nodded silently, it turned out that the grave was not the victim, but the victim's father. Corello was praying to his brother for failing to take care of his brother's son.

After chatting for a few more words, the two left the cemetery.

Richard said: The squadron leader, let me take care of you properly. If you have any troubles to solve, you can come to me.

Luo Meng immediately thought of his arrears, felt a great pity, and felt a little regretful in his heart. If he had directly proposed to the knight Kerrillo just now, maybe Kerrillo would directly arrange for his subordinates to pay it back for him.

But now, despite Richard's promise of help, 100 silver coins cannot be a small amount for Richard, and there is no reason for him to repay it on his behalf.

For him, most of the help Richard can provide is related to the military system and some news that can be told. But Romon still said it straight.

Well, my family is really troubled! Romon said, Because I want to become a druid, I have already owed a lot of money one after another.

Luo Meng lowered his head and sighed, and kicked the pebbles in front of his house out of boredom: Now, there are a total of 100 silver coins.

I can't help you with that. Richard spread his hands, showing a helpless expression.

No, no, the debt should always be repaid. Seeing that the other party failed to agree, Romon didn't care, and quickly waved his hands, indicating that the other party had misunderstood, and changed the request in a tone of voice: Actually, I have I plan to go to the forest to get some goods and save some money to pay back, but I feel that my ability is really insufficient.

So you plan to find someone to teach you? Richard asked, which is quite a normal idea.

Romon nodded repeatedly. Generally speaking, when asking others, if the other party fails to agree, there will always be some guilt in my heart, and if I then ask the other party for help, the possibility of success will be greater.

It's a trivial matter. Richard thought for a while before responding casually: In the future, you can come to the barracks to learn some warrior skills, free of charge.

Thank you very much, Captain Richard, you can take this wild boar leg back, and I will ask for your help in the future!

Alright, give me the goblin scalp, and I'll get you an adventurer card so that you can get the money out. Richard didn't delay, seeing that he was about to cut with a dagger, he pulled out the dagger directly. The sword came, cut off a wild boar leg with just one sword, picked it up and laughed, took four bloody goblin scalps, turned and left.

Hi! Little Romon, I've heard about you, you're such a good boy, you deserve to be celebrated! After entering the store, one of them was the only Bogob who joined the mercenary group in the town. Shouting in a bold tone: I want to cheer for our town's lovely Romon, a toast!

While talking, he drank a big mouthful of beer.

The mercenaries around were a little surprised and asked a few times. When they knew that Romon had killed five goblins and captured a little wild boar, everyone looked at him differently.

Only Mrs. Mott opened her mouth in surprise.

It's time to have a toast. Come on, I'll take your beer. Said the mercenary captain Haiwawi.

A glass of beer costs 5 copper coins. Mrs. Mott quickly poured a glass for Romon. Romon blushed and responded in a low voice with a smile. God is with you.

After Luo Meng finished drinking the beer, he heard Haiwawei say: In this case, then give us this little wild boar, and I will give you 5 silver coins!

The two calves are for my friend, and the rest can be taken. Romon thought for a while and said.

Okay, that's it, Mrs. Murt, come and bake for us.

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