Chapter 25, Banquet in the Lord's Longhouse (Part 2)

"Ahem, since the two of you are here, let's get to the point." Oliver signaled his guards, Fake and Mercer, to move the food on the table to the side, and a circle of parchment was spread out on the table: "My lord Refused to send troops, but after hearing we were friends of Mr Lane, he gave us this."

"Map?" Boris, the head of the Bloodaxe Mercenary Group, came, and Wilt, the deputy head, also came. Maybe because Banda was seriously injured, the deputy head was a little worried.

"Exactly." Through the light of candles and oil lamps, a group of people sat around and listened to Oliver's introduction.

"We have twenty-three carriages and more than one hundred guards, and the Druid 'Tree Planter' Aldrad of the Church of Nature will also walk with us, plus Mr. Ryan and Teresa Ma'am, with the two legendary powerhouses in charge, safety should be guaranteed."

Oliver spread out all the maps and put them on the round table, pointing to the road between Kaltzenhaven and Mjordenhaven. Ryan looked at it for a while. There are two mountains on the road, and the possible robbers are shown on the map. Brother The Brin tribe and other monsters, among which the Beastman tribe is the focus, the caravan's expected route has been deviated a lot because they want to avoid the Beastman tribe.

"Let's continue. The rogues led by Birger will scout the road in front of us. If there is any situation, they will return to the convoy and report to us as soon as possible." The small middle-aged man hidden in the cloak raised his hand , Ryan nodded slightly.

"The mercenary group led by Boris and our escort will walk on the outer layer of the convoy. If the enemy approaches, they will immediately face the invading enemy." Oliver added, and the mercenary leader raised his hand upon seeing this. Raised his big ax: "Let those bastards come! I'll chop them up!"

"Ms. Teresa and Mr. Estelle will be in the middle of the convoy. Mr. Estelle will use his keen vision to monitor every move in the vicinity, and at the same time use his bow to protect us. Please also Ms. Teresa Help us, and at the end of the convoy, several wandering knights who are traveling with us will follow us on horseback and provide us with protection."

"A very complete plan, a very detailed action plan." Ryan recognized this plan. He stretched out his finger and pointed at the front of the team's sketch: "Then I will ride at the forefront and be ready to deal with any... ..."

"No, Mr. Lane, you'd better stay with us! Isn't it safer?" Oliver immediately added, and as soon as Lane rolled his eyes, he smiled and nodded: "That's fine too."

"Let me talk next." The speaker was replaced by Matz.

"On the first day, we expect to be able to walk to the foot of Hordaland Mountain..." As Matz's fingers slowly moved on the map, the time plan was slowly revealed in front of the knights of the kingdom: "The third The first and fourth days are a difficult point. On the third day, we will climb up Scarville Mountain. There is an abandoned fortress in the valley of this mountain. It is very likely that robbers or goblins occupy it and want to be safe. Passing here, we may need to launch a frontal attack on the fort, or give a small gift to the owner in the fort." Matz scratched his golden beard, which caused the half-elf ranger to complain dissatisfiedly: "Small gifts? Blindly giving in will only lead to greater greed."

"I think Estelle is right. We have no reason to back down to a group of mobs. If necessary, I will show my strength to ensure that we pass safely. What about the fourth day? What is the difficulty?" Ryan said very Agreeing with the half-elves' point of view, appeasement will only lead to more serious consequences.

"On the fourth day, we will come to the second half of Scarville Mountain. Here is a dense forest. Various sources show that there are terrible beastmen infesting it. We have tried to avoid the beastmen in the design of the route. , but who knows if you will bump into them on a certain mountain road?" Oliver put his finger on a place marked with a black dot,

He said emphatically: "The chief of the guard, Laurits, told us that several knights have disappeared after going to fight against the Beastmen, so we must be very careful when passing this place."

The sorceress frowned. There are indeed very powerful beastmen among the beastmen, and these beasts have thick skin and thick flesh, and they don't take much magic damage. If there are really beastmen that can't be dealt with by a few knights, then Ryan can deal with them what?

So far, I can only trust him.

Hearing the Beastman's name, both the mercenaries and the guards paused in their movements and expressions. Many of them showed fear and retreat on their faces. The Beastmen continued to wreak havoc on the entire continent. It has been continuously spread, except that the knight kingdom of Brittania has cleaned up the disaster of the beastmen in the country because of the efforts and sacrifices of several generations of knight kings, but the beastmen still exist in those ancient dense forests.

The Empire and Britannia have to clear these Beastman tribes regularly every year, otherwise they will flood in two years, but even the most powerful imperial army rarely dares to enter the depths of the jungle. Excessive sneak attacks and harassment, as well as weak supply lines, often cause the army to collapse without a fight, and then disappear.

The blood ax mercenary group had a bloody battle with the Beastman tribe in the Mien Forest just a few days ago. Boris felt lingering fear when he thought of that battle.

This was the biggest difficulty on the road. All the people around the round table fell silent, and the flickering candles were constantly swaying. The general route was determined during the discussion. Finally, Oliver broke the silence: "Mr. Lane, We may stay for another day, because a large number of people are silting up in this town, we will try to find more partners, including wandering knights who are willing to travel with us to increase our success rate."

"Those people are not worthy of full trust, Oliver, I hope you can carefully identify who can be with you and who can't." Ryan frowned, looking at the noisy environment in the longhouse, the collision between wine glasses, and the foam of beer in the air In the middle of the spread, there was wanton carnival between people, and the exiled knight named Ike was bragging to a group of soldiers: "Brothers, have you heard of Bagman beer? Wow~ I think When I think about it, I'm already drunk~"

The aliases of exiled knights include rogue knights, rogue knights, etc. While these people seek to become regulars, they also rob houses and even block roads. They are often a threat to local law and order.

"I see!" Oliver naturally responded. The businessman naturally has his own calculations, and Ryan can't say much. From some perspectives, he really needs Oliver to organize a caravan. The sorceress's body has not yet recovered. At this time, it is not a good choice for two people to start rashly.

After making a general plan, Ryan relaxed a little bit, and he also participated in the banquet to his heart's content, eating and drinking freely, until he felt that someone was pulling the back of his shirt.

Um? Teresa?

"Want to go?" Ryan noticed Teresa's face was a little impatient, so the man led her away from the round table: "Tired? How about you go first?"

"How long will this banquet last?" The sorceress really felt a little tired.

"It's probably going to be tomorrow morning...do you want me to take you out?" This kind of country banquet can last until the next morning. In this era, there is a serious lack of entertainment after nightfall. Only the nobles have the money to use magic lamps for lighting. Things like oil lamps can't produce any decent effects, so when it gets dark, they can only roll sheets or something. In this case, the banquet provides a carnival environment, so this kind of banquet basically has to be full of carnival. Early morning or even dawn.

"Why don't you come with me? Or do you want to find a woman to solve your ugly desire?" The sorceress stood in front of Ryan with contempt on her face.

Ryan's old face was flushed. He did hook up a widow just now and set a secret signal. He didn't expect his actions to be seen by the sorceress: "Uh, if you must."

"Then let's go!" The sorceress reached out and grabbed the man's collar unceremoniously, and the man had no choice but to apologize to the lord: "Sorry, I'm sorry."

"Hahahahaha! Go, you don't have to accompany us old people!" Willard laughed loudly, the beer foam on his beard splashed everywhere, and then said to the courtiers beside him indifferently: "I heard that Garland's Women like to find a witcher after the banquet...Why did this woman change her appetite today?"

"Hahahahaha! She might like it! After all, Mr. Ryan is definitely better than those demon hunters who are soaked in blood all day long. What a handsome young man!" Some officers booed.

"Maybe it's because the relationship between these two people is good."

Under everyone's speculation, Ryan and Teresa left the longhouse together. It was already very late at this time, the night sky was full of stars, and the cold was like real cold air breathing into the lungs. Ryan couldn't help but shuddered. , The wine was half awake, he lowered his head, gasping for breath: "Why did you pull me out all of a sudden?"

"I hate their gazes. Men's gazes are always on my body, in many places on my body." The female sorceress stomped her feet, and her thin high-heeled shoes stepped on the muddy ground, leaving a mark: "It really makes people feel Disgusting, especially that exiled knight named Ike, his eyes have been fixed on my legs!"

"I've been staring at your legs too. Beautiful things always make people want to appreciate them, don't they?" Ryan complained, the outside environment was pitch black, and he could only sense the position of the sorceress with his spiritual energy .

"...I know you like stockings, remember the banquet when we met for the second time?"

"Remember...remember." The man had some bad premonition in his heart.

"At that time, my mother and I were sitting next to each other, and in the middle of the banquet, my mother went outside to discuss matters with His Majesty Harald..."

"I was wrong, I was wrong! Dear Teresa, please don't mention this matter?!" Ryan was suddenly ashamed, and he didn't care whether the sorceress could see it or not, and he put his hands together and begged for mercy.

"Huh! Then you know what you should do." The sorceress' face was also a little red, but no one could see who was in the dark environment, and the two of them just walked in a vague direction.

"Then what should I do?" Ryan looked very embarrassed. He was still a young man at the time. Although his actual mental age was almost fifty years old, his mental age was not as simple as simply adding up. Bewitched did something indecent and is now caught by the sorceress.

"By the way, I saw the deputy head of Blood Ax, Wilt, worried about what you said, and then his expression became much more relaxed." Ryan immediately changed the subject, but he really wanted to know what happened: "He What did I tell you?"

"Wilter asked me if I would have to go through the same hard battle as before. If so, he would consider terminating our employment relationship." The female sorceress didn't look very serious.

"Then how did you answer him?" Ryan thought, as expected, this mission is really too dangerous, no mercenary regiment leader would take on such a mission that might destroy the regiment.

"I told him no, Belt has already gone to sea, so he shouldn't encounter that kind of battle again, right?"

"If it's really what you think..." Ryan frowned. The sorceress was right in thinking, but he vaguely felt that things would not be that simple.

"Lane."

"Um?"

"Be my partner, okay?"

"Emmm... you really want a partner instead of a... (whispers)?"

"Lane!!!"

The nights in Kaltzenhaven are not quiet.

The ocean is even more choppy.

There is only a short strait between the Kingdom of Nord and the northern wasteland. The sea in this sea is called the Chaos Sea. During the hundreds of years or even more of the war between humans and the northern barbarians, countless treasures were buried under the Chaos Sea. bones.

The sea from the west of the Nord Kingdom is called the Dark Sea. This sea area is famous for being plundered by the dark elf fleet. Whenever a dark elf pirate ship with black sails and black flags appears on the sea level, It is the nightmare of all merchant ships.

In the dark night, a fast ship was galloping along the route.

"Hurry up, hurry up! Don't worry about pirates and sea monsters! Hurry up!" Standing at the bow was a middle-aged man wearing a tall hat with his collar pulled up high, and his voice was very low and hoarse.

"We are moving at full speed with full sail, sir!" A sailor responded dissatisfiedly. The employer seemed not to sleep. He stood at the bow all the time and kept urging them to speed up.

Sailors feel they have had enough! Many of them work more than sixteen hours a day.

"Okay, shut up, this time the mission is over, you will benefit!" The first mate on the ship pushed away the sailor who wanted to go up and argue: "After this voyage is over, everyone will have a turkey to eat! "

The sailors dispersed in a rush.

The middle-aged man watched the sailors return to their posts, and the scimitar on his waist was slowly sheathed.

He can't wait to shed blood and glory for his new master,

It's just that the first officer seemed to have noticed something and tried his best to prevent other sailors from approaching him, which made him give up the idea of ​​killing two sailors for sex.

Ah~ what a powerful force.

After unreservedly telling his terrible master about the weaknesses of the northern fortresses, he was richly rewarded, and the realm shackles that had not been broken through for many years were easily shattered under the power of his master.

Although his body changed more and more, his skin became more and more red, sharp horns grew on his head, countless gray blood vessels covered his skin, and crazy proliferating nails appeared everywhere on his body.

But he enjoyed it.

Everything he saw was tinged with a faint color of blood, which was the color of blood. The Blood God never asked the origin of the blood, it only asked his followers to enjoy the blood and killing, and to compete for the strongest position.

Belt swore he was ready.

"Then, let's give those bastards who are still chasing me a little bit of color!"

The ferocious scarlet eyes of the fallen hunter emitted a red light.

He has been contacted by a terrifying being.