Chapter 58: Murder Incident in Caravan Accompanying the Army (11)

After a while, there was another fight in the tavern.

The reason was that when Keir came out of the wine cellar, the already tense first floor of the tavern became irritated by the two shouts from the thug boss in the wine cellar stairs.

"Leave that young man to me! Tie him up!" This is what other drinkers in the tavern heard.

Then violence broke out again in the lobby of the Burning Prairie Tavern.

The rough and fierce thugs were afraid of the young warrior's sword, but fortunately, the young warrior only fought back with his bare hands.

But even if Kiel only fights these sturdy middle-aged thugs with his bare hands, these guys with sticks are no match for that person.

It was simply outrageous, for those watching the show.

They have never seen a guy who can fight like this. Kiel's movements were simple and direct. Because he was protected by full-body armor, when Kiel put on his helmet the moment the fight started, he immediately rushed in the opposite direction towards the many thugs who were coming.

He raised his arm to block the swing of the stick, and then knocked a thug's chin off with a straight punch. He let the opponent's fist hit him without blocking it, and then he lowered his head and knocked away a thug.

Rushing left and right, punching and kicking, Kiel was followed by two local soldiers, protecting the secretary Ymol. They rushed while fighting, and soon took advantage of the wine table kicked down by Kiel and a waved one. Unlucky guys, they rushed out of the tavern with a bang.

As soon as he came out of the tavern, Kil took off his helmet, smiled and made obscene gestures towards the bruised and swollen thugs in the tavern who dared not come out.

The two local soldiers who followed looked nervous. Although they had been trained, they had also participated in the mediation of fights between some forces in the town, and had arrested bandits who resisted arrest. But this was the first time for me to fight with Keir at a low intensity with less and more.

And he even rushed out, only receiving a few simple blows from the stick.

Rubbing the sore spot under the leather jacket, the two soldiers looked at the young and arrogant soldier Kil with a look of surprise.

How on earth did they fight their way out from being surrounded by so many people just now?

Yimol was breathing heavily while hiding behind Kiel, nervously looking at the thugs who were afraid to fight in the street.

"They won't come out to fight, right? They won't come out, right?"

He asked Kil nervously.

Kil patted his ears, feeling like he was going to be annoyed to death by this guy. What's going on with your intense sports look? Was this secretary involved in the battle just now?

It seems not.

"Okay, don't be nervous. These guys don't dare to come out. Look." Keir then made another provocative gesture. The response he received was not that the other party rushed out to fight, but that the thugs were in the pub and facing outside the door. They cursed.

It was the first time even Clerk Ymor had heard of some of the local curse words in the western provinces.

He was a little hesitant. He didn't know whether to record these "creative" curse words in a book. After all, it was something that would be shown to big shots later. Would it stain the Baron's eyes?

In the tavern, the tavern owner and two of his old brothers who walked out of the cellar had some injuries on their bodies, and they were all visible on their faces.

Scar Parry's nose was even bleeding. He took the dry cloth handed over by his tavern clerk and wiped it on his mouth randomly: "##￥##, that guy just killed a few of us down there. It’s been a long time of torture, what’s wrong with you? Why don’t you block people?”

The two old guys next to them were also rubbing the bruises on their faces with one hand, and with the other hand they were slapping the subordinates who were bowing their heads to be scolded: "Block people! Block people! Let you useless things attack people." He was blocking it, and then he just put the person down like that?"

"Damn! The three of us, who are almost two hundred years old together, asked that damn young man to sneak up and defeat us. Didn't you hear us calling from below? Are we all deaf? Ah!"

The waiter in the tavern and the thugs brought by the other two people did not dare to say anything. They could only stare with hatred at Kiel and his group walking away on the street outside the tavern.

It was the bartender of the tavern who said something to ease the situation: "I really didn't hear you. We were confronting the two soldiers above, and no one expected that man to beat you."

"Then why don't you block it? Can't you beat him?" Scar Pari asked.

A drinker next to him didn't mind the fuss and said teasingly: "Haha, these guys became timid when they saw the shining sword on my waist."

This time, the three people cursed and scolded again.

It was not until everyone was seated again and the chaos of the fight in the tavern was cleaned up that Scar Parry and his two old brothers came to his room on the third floor. Then they closed the wooden door tightly and started talking in a low voice.

"Is that young man reliable?"

"Who knows, although I don't know if he can persuade the lord, but I have to try. I can't stand those outsiders threatening me with such things."

"Do we need our brothers to join forces with ginseng in the future? If we can find this kind of force in our home base, we still have to find a way to eliminate it."

Scar Pari immediately waved his hand to stop: "Farewell, weren't those things just done specifically for others to see, just to take me out. Although it is a bit rough, it is more important to be true. I have no bones in my body." I haven’t been beaten in several years, and I don’t even know when was the last time I had a nosebleed.”

"Hmph, you have slacked off. You were not like this when you were young. Not only your skills, but also your courage, and even your body have become weak."

"Our brothers were not settled before. It seems that the choice was the right one. Parry, you are no longer the horse bandit who galloped on the grassland in the early years."

Scarpary was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

"Yes, I have become weak. Not only can I not hold the saber, but even the sword in my heart has been rusted by these years of stable life."

"Fart, rust? Did you just throw it away somewhere?"

-

Keir led the people back to the previously agreed-upon rendezvous point.

A house belonging to Mr. Pavey outside the local lord's residence.

The other people who went out of town to bring back Fanny, the important witness last night, have not yet returned. Naturally, it is not easy for Kil and the others to enter Mr. Pavey's house, even if the housekeeper invites Kil and Yimol to come in and sit. (The housekeeper dared to invite people into the house to wait for a while because there were two local soldiers who were often used by Pawei for daily affairs.)

The four people were standing on the street outside the house, talking about the scene where they had just rushed out from a fight in the pub.

Yimol knew what was going on, so he couldn't say anything. Instead, Kil told the soldiers about the tactics he used in the battle just now.

"The key is not to let them surround us and fight! We must force them back and create a manpower that is similar to the three of us on the front."

Kil waved his hands and said, making a motion of overturning the table: "If you remember, I directly knocked over the wine table on our side. Those overturned furniture blocked at least half of the people. No need. Really completely hinder them, as long as we create difficulties for them, when they see the bruised and swollen face of the guy who is fighting us, they will naturally slow down, even if they don't realize what they are doing."

The two soldiers suddenly realized that no wonder they were able to repel more than ten people and rush out of the tavern when there were only four of them and one person had to be protected. It turned out that there was this ingenious reason in the fight just now.

"The key is that you have good skills, Kil. You can knock someone down with one punch."

"The strength of his legs is also very strong. A tall thug could be kicked away with just one kick."

Hearing the compliments from the two of them, Keir pierced his waist and burst into laughter.

"It's okay, it's okay. Haha, you haven't seen what I look like when I'm practicing with other soldiers in the military camp." Kil patted the armor on his body: "Wearing this armor and those who don't even have a knife It’s really not challenging for guys to fight. Ask Clerk Imole, he must have seen how I defeated more than ten opponents by myself.”

Yimol smiled awkwardly. He was actually not very interested in fighting. When he was marching before, he had seen from afar the scene of Kiel practicing fighting with other soldiers with his bare hands. However, for a position like his who is responsible for logistics documents and does not participate in battles, he thought To get through, you have to invest money in the gambling game.

He didn't have the habit of gambling, so he didn't watch Kiel's fight with his own eyes, he just heard a few words from his friends.

Just when he was embarrassed and didn't know what to say, Mr. Pavey and the Baron's personal guard Lubis came over with people and just rescued him.

"What are you talking about? So happy." Mr. Pavey came over curiously and asked briefly. Then he opened the door of his house and waved to everyone: "Come in first."

Keir saw a young woman being escorted among Lubis and the others. He looked at Lubis, who nodded to him: "It's basically the same as what Algae Head Paris said, but there is good news. This woman named Fanny said that he recognized the murderer who killed last night. .”

"Oh, didn't you mean that the other party was dressed in black and had his head and face covered?"

Lubis made a gesture to go in and talk, so Kil didn't say anything and followed everyone into Mr. Pavey's house.

-

As a confidant of the local knight lord and a close relative, Pawei naturally had his own house in the lord's mansion, but as a confidant of the lord with some status in the local area, he naturally also had his own house.

The house is right next to the Lord Knight's Mansion. It is a rather grand, local-style house with yards at the front and back.

There is a garden in the front yard, planted with many common local flowers, and the backyard is lush and green, and there is the faint sound of horses neighing.

As for the main building of the house, it is a two-story tall house with a very local architectural decoration style.

The large wooden windows, the floor height which is much higher than that of the buildings in the Northwest Province, and the spacious walkways and rooms make it feel like there is no problem in riding a horse through the house.

After the soldiers who followed Mr. Pavey entered the house, they consciously found a long stone bench in the front garden and sat down, telling each other about their experiences after parting at noon.

Both of them have something to say.

One party followed Mr. Pavey and talked about the stubborn Jingshui Ranch people outside the town, focusing on how Lubis, the less talkative one among the Kendall people, defeated the herdsmen arranged by the ranchers with one to six, and succeeded. Bring out Fanny who is sheltered in the pasture.

The person who was following Kiel talked about the thrilling scene they had in the tavern not long ago. How the three of them skillfully overturned the wine table and fought with less to defeat more while being surrounded by more than a dozen thugs. Something about storming out of the tavern.

As he spoke, the two soldiers following Kiel took off their leather jackets and showed where they had been hit by the thugs' sticks.

Therefore, several soldiers unanimously judged that they would definitely find opportunities to show off to the thugs later.

All you need to know is which store is guarded by thugs.

A few guys laughed.

In the house, Pavey led Kil and others to the living room of the house. The wooden floor and hand-woven wool carpet were soft and pleasant when everyone stepped on them.

The housekeeper and a waiter immediately served everyone boiling scented tea.

"It's all fresh flower tea. Try it to refresh yourself. Oh my, I haven't walked such a long way for a long time. If I had known better, I would have gone out on horseback."

Pavel lay down on a large wooden chair covered with a wool blanket, looking tired.

Kil sniffed the fragrant scented tea and took a sip. It was not bad.

He glanced at Fanny, who was tied to a wooden chair in the corner of the room: "Everyone, tell me what you discovered just now."

So, Lubis told everyone what happened after lunch, and Mr. Pavey added on the side. The secretary, Imole, was the busiest. He sat upright on a wooden chair, put the book on his lap, and wrote quickly with a pen in his hand, making people wonder whether he had recorded what they said.

Pawei looked curiously at the clerk who was recording on the side. He felt that it was novel and very useful.

In this way, if you want to review what happened today later, you don't have to worry about recalling it, and you can easily find the detailed records.

He moved over curiously and saw that Yimol used the first letter of each of Kil's last name to represent the person who was speaking. If the letters were the same, he would also add an abbreviation of the first name to distinguish the sentence. Who said that.

And what surprised him was that although Yimol moved quickly, the words written in the book were neat and concise. Although he would not completely copy the speaker's words in a long sentence, it could be considered concise and still copied the other person's words. The words generally inherit the meaning.

"How did you do it?" Pawei asked.

Yimol raised his head and glanced at the owner of the house. While continuing to record the passage of Lubis and others, he replied casually: "As long as you are proficient. It's okay. I am responsible for this position."

Pawei nodded and returned to his seat, lying comfortably on the soft wool blanket, thinking about how to arrange for a secretary to record work affairs like this.

His thoughts were interrupted when Keir talked about his findings.

Kil first said that he had found the algae head Parian in prison. As expected, as a well-informed local cosmetics businessman, the other party had no idea about what happened last night.

"Thieves Guild!" Kil said.

"Thieves Guild?" Everyone was surprised.

But Kil ignored everyone's actions of touching his money bag, and then talked about what happened after going to the Burning Prairie Tavern.

"The Yisi Blade Gang!" Kil said.

"Yisi Blade Gang?" Everyone was confused.

"This is news from Scar Pari, who has had direct contact with the other party. Unlike the algae head who just heard the news and speculated, Scar, as a tavern owner with superior strength and power, has more accurate news. This so-called Yisi Blade The gang is an affiliated force located in Grass Rat Town, belonging to the subordinates of the Thieves Guild."

"The leader seems to be an experienced thief named Yi Si. He was assigned by the above to be responsible for the work of Grass Rat Town. In fact, it means developing power, cultivating trusted thieves, stealing property, valuables, and other things from business trips. Snooping for information or something.”

Keir said this.

After hearing this, Pawei rubbed his brows in distress: "It's really troublesome. I didn't expect that our small place would be favored by such a big organization and arrange for people to develop its power."

Keir comforted him: "Who told Grass Rat to stay on a business road? There is no way."

After saying this, Pavey slapped his forehead: "Ah! I remembered that the Alondel Chamber of Commerce that passed by here last year lost a valuable treasure for some reason, and there was a riot in the town to find the lost treasure. What a big trouble.”

He shook his head: "In the end, my uncle tortured the relevant personnel, found a guy who was responsible for the thieves, and hanged the man in the center of the town. However, the big chamber of commerce was still very unhappy. This year, the other party's personnel passed through the town. It’s all missing a lot.”

He clenched his fist fiercely and hit his other palm: "Now it seems that this group of people must have done it. If the matter is such a big deal, it must be a skilled thief who stole the thing."

"That thief named Yisi? Speaking of which, shouldn't they use nicknames or pseudonyms to hang out? How do they put their own names on the name of the organization?" Kil was a little confused.

Lubis, the baron's personal guard, had some insight: "This Yisi may be a nickname or a pseudonym. Maybe it was given by the gang leader before he came."

"Oh, that's right."

Kil looked at Mr. Pavey, who was both distressed and surprised: "With the development of this matter, it seems that you have to inform your uncle. I think this relevant news needs to be known to the knight lord. After the other party's consideration and judgment, we Only in this way can we solve these problems. After all, I don’t think we can really find the guy who killed our businessman last night from the Yisi Knifehead Gang.”

At this point, Keir thought of something. He looked at Fanny, who was tied up in the corner and said nothing: "By the way, you said she knows the appearance of the murderer. What's going on?"

Just as Lubis was about to speak, Pawei said excitedly: "After the murder, the murderer threatened the girl. But the guy didn't expect that he thought that no one would recognize him because he was covering his face."

He continued proudly: "But he didn't expect that Fanny often went to the Burning Prairie Tavern to pick up customers. In the Tavern, she met the thief several times without his mask. Because this girl hated the way the thief looked at her, So I paid extra attention to the voice of the thief."

Fanny, who had been silent, spoke up: "So I recognized his voice at that time. I remember clearly that he was a very arrogant man. He spoke in a very contemptuous tone, even though he didn't look very good. "

Keir looked at Fanny: "Then if you see the other person again, can you recognize him? By the way, what are the characteristics of that person?"

"Does being ugly count?"

Keir touched his nose and said, "There are many unattractive people, and this one certainly doesn't count. But if I bring him to you, can you recognize him?"

"Of course! I saw him kill the businessman with my own eyes. Although it wasn't the first time I saw someone die, the death was so sudden. I can't forget it." Fanny's young and thin face showed a strong emotion. A look of deep surprise.

It seemed that what happened last night was really hard for her to forget.

Kil looked at the sky, discussed it with everyone, and finally decided that he and Mr. Pavey would go to the Lord Knight and inform him of the matter. Let's see how the Knight of Rusvis-Anvina plans to deal with the subordinate gangs arranged by the Thieves Guild to be parasitic on his territory.

As for the others, it was up to Mr. Pavey to have a meal at his house, then leave the town and meet the militia waiting to guard the body outside the town, waiting for news from Kiir.

Mr. Pavey originally wanted to leave Fanny, an important witness, but Lubis had obtained her from Mirrorwater Ranch after a battle, so she should be temporarily guarded by the Kendal people.