"Judge of the Holy Act, Lamberts Leobert, you are excommunicated from today!"
"No! How is it possible! You can't do this to me! I have performed meritorious services for the Holy See! I shed my blood for the Holy See! You can't do this to me!"
"I'm sorry, Lord Lamberts. Supreme Bishop Leobert personally proposed it and it was signed by His Majesty the Pope. The order has officially come into effect. Come and expel this person from the important place of the church!"
"Asshole! Damn it! Let me see the Holy See! Let me see His Majesty! Let me see the Bishop! Father! You can't do this to me! Father, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
"Ah!" Lamberts suddenly sat up from the old wooden bed.
Breathing heavily, he looked at his palms: "...is this a dream..."
He covered his forehead with the ground, and the cold touch of his palm made him gradually wake up: "I dreamed of these again..."
After being released from the Duke's Palace, he immediately received an order of expulsion from the church. He was so shocked that he couldn't remember exactly what happened next. He only remembered that he was thrown out of the cathedral in a daze.
In the next ten days, he was penniless and wandered around the streets because he was homeless. He was exposed to rain and starved, but because he was ashamed to do the hard work that only untouchables would do,
In the end, because of hunger or something else, I fainted on the street.
He was in a coma and was rescued by a kind-hearted proprietress, and he has been working in this small bar ever since.
At first, he just wanted to repay him, but now he is just working to save money for traveling back home.
"Pots! Potts, are you awake yet? Come down to work when you wake up!"
The current landlady is actually very pretty. She saved him when he was unconscious on the street. She is also very kind, but her personality is a bit too... In short, Lamberts feels that it is better to leave as soon as possible.
To think that he, a former church paladin, actually took up this waiter and handyman job...
When he thought of this, Lamberts couldn't help but have the urge to moan. If his former classmates saw him like this, he might as well kill him.
While thinking this, Lamberts tied his shoelaces hard, and looked at the vertical mirror in the room. In the mirror, he was dressed in an ordinary waiter's outfit, a white shirt and breeches cut from low-grade materials produced by the factory.
There was a headband wrapped around his head, tilted down, covering the scary one eye.
Such a large mirror, due to the difficulty of transportation, is extremely valuable in the empire. However, in this White Rose City, it is just a "slightly expensive" piece of furniture that ordinary families can afford.
After opening the door, holding on to the stairs, and walking down from the attic, Lamberts looked at the woman standing in the hall, his back slightly stiff.
The woman was dressed in ordinary pajamas and was standing in the hall with her hands on her hips, yawning. She is Lamberts' current boss, Cynthia Godfrey, Nolanji's store eldest daughter. Look.
When Lamberts came down, there was a hint of dissatisfaction on her face: "What a stinking problem you have. You cry and howl as soon as you fall asleep. If I had known it, I wouldn't have saved you. Wherever you die, it won't disturb people's dreams."
Lamberts didn't speak and walked down the stairs silently. Because of his psychological shadow, he really couldn't sleep well. It was probably just nine o'clock in the morning, which might not be too early from an ordinary person's point of view.
But for Nolan Ji'er's master and servant, who does not close until 4 o'clock, they have only slept for 4 hours until now.
As a high-level warrior, Lamberts only sleeps for that long a day. Although he will feel a little uncomfortable physically, it is enough. However, for Cynthia, the store manager, who is really just an ordinary person, this is true.
Very hard work.
So it's normal to have some complaints.
Lamberts understood this, and although the store manager's tone was harsh, she did not drive him away because of his eccentricities.
While feeling grateful, Lamberts could only work hard to earn enough money to leave as soon as possible to repay her kindness.
Of course, as for our Miss Cynthia, it is unknown whether she has endured it just because she felt sorry for the medical money that flew away.
Seeing Lamberts standing in front of her, Cynthia said nothing nonsense: "Potts, as usual, the beer and ingredients are almost consumed. You can go to the nearby Nabro Chamber of Commerce on Seventh Street to buy some more. The carriage is here
Behind the yard, don’t forget to feed Miranda and Hipp some beans before you go.”
Miranda and Shipp are the names of two horses, a maroon mare and a brown stallion. Although Nolan Ji'er's store is small, its strength cannot be underestimated at all - at least according to Lamberts
From the perspective of a former Paladin, if these two pure-blooded Fana ponies kept in the backyard stable were placed in the horse market outside, they would definitely not fetch 1,000 gold coins.
After hearing Cynthia's instructions, Lamberts nodded and said nothing.
"You still look like this boring gourd..." Looking at Lamberts' sluggish reaction, Cynthia couldn't help but sigh, "I don't know if you were hit on the head somewhere. You obviously look like a pretty smart person.
As a result, I couldn't ask anything. When he was having a seizure, he howled so loudly, but when he was awake, he couldn't say a word, and he couldn't even serve as a receptionist."
"..." Lamberts was silent. Was he mute? Of course not, but after he woke up, Cynthia asked him his identity and name. He was too embarrassed to answer because of shame, and ended up accidentally bumping into her.
Next, he was treated as a mute by Cynthia. Lamberts did not explain this wonderful misunderstanding. This situation was just right for him who was already a little frustrated, and he simply never spoke in front of others again.
So in the past month, people nearby have gradually come to know that there is a mute waiter in the Nolan Ji'er Bar on Ninth Street. He has silver hair and one blue eye. He looks like a pure-blooded Imperial man, but no
He can speak, but looks dull like a fool. Apart from being stronger, he looks like a pure cripple.
At the beginning, many of Cynthia's admirers were jealous of Lamberts and deliberately found trouble and beat him several times. However, other than parrying, Lamberts' dull reactions were too boring.
, coupled with the fact that Miss Cynthia discovered it and was scolded bloody, over time no one would do this.
After giving Lamberts instructions, Cynthia yawned and went back to the house to sleep. Lamberts, who stayed behind, went to the stable to feed the two unicorn horses a few handfuls of feed, and then returned to the back.
The chef put away the dishes that he had not had time to put away last night, and then drove the carriage out.
Don't look at these trivial chores that Lamberts can do now. In the beginning, it was very common for him to wash dishes, throw seven or eight plates, smash five or six pots and so on. In addition to being very good at taking care of horses, Lamberts was very good at taking care of horses.
In fact, Berts couldn't even catch the truck, so in the end Cynthia was forced to drive him to the front desk to serve the dishes. It was a good use of everything, and it was worthy of his weather-beaten pretty face.
"Pa!" Lamberts cracked his whip skillfully, and the two very humane ponies took a few brisk steps to pull the truck. Under the control of the reins in Lamberts' hands, "Boom, boom, boom" ran onto the street.
"Hey, Nolanji's mute man! Good morning." When Lamberts went out, a shopkeeper on the street greeted him.
Business owners know very well that when hiring people in a store, they are not afraid that the clerk will not know anything, but they are afraid that the clerk will be stupid and not diligent. Although Nolan Ji'er's mute clerk looks quite stupid, he has nothing to do with it from the beginning. I don’t know how to do it, but now I can do almost anything. It’s only been more than a month. The progress is remarkable, coupled with the diligence of sleeping late and getting up early (misunderstanding by outsiders). In a store near Nolan Ji’er , this mute waiter has become somewhat famous, and many shopkeepers express with some envy that it is great to have a capable waiter who can feed one person and do the work of four.
But Lamberts ignored the greeting of the shopkeeper. He was a descendant of the Holy City and a former high priest. Doing such a handy job was already very cheap, and he was talking to these shopkeepers who were just ordinary people. Talk and laugh...
It's so outrageous.
When the store owner who greeted Lamberts saw that Lamberts didn't respond or get angry, he smiled and continued to hum a tune, wave his broom, and sweep the street in front of the store.
Lamberts drove the carriage not far away, looked back expressionlessly, then turned back and raised his whip high——
"Pa!" There was a sound of whip, and the speed of the truck accelerated a lot.