The patter of raindrops hit the eaves and fell on the street. In such gloomy weather, most men prefer to stop what they are doing and gather in a pub to pass the boring time.
There was a small round table in the corner next to the bar, and the old man occupied the seat facing away from the entrance. Only when the visitor stood in front of him did he notice that this strange face had appeared in the town for the first time.
After drinking down the bran koji wine in the cup, the old man looked at the young man opposite him who was soaked to the skin, wrapped in a shabby cloak, and looked a little shy with his scrutinizing eyes.
"I'm just introverted. He doesn't look like a weak person." The old man thought.
Because from under the damaged gap in the young man's cloak, you can vaguely see the metal armor full of scars. Although the armor is old, it has been well taken care of. Every visible part has been carefully polished until it shines.
Oiled. This is not armor worn just to look cool. This armor is the proof of the owner's hard work in countless battles.
The most important thing is that he did not remove the sword hanging from his waist, which was blocked by his cloak, and put it on the table. Most swordsmen would feel that the sword hanging from their waist would make them uncomfortable when sitting down, so they would remove it.
The fact that he didn't do this shows that he was ready to fight at any time.
"Lisa, have another drink!"
The old man slammed the drained copper wine glass on the table and shouted loudly towards the female shopkeeper behind the bar who rolled up her sleeves and wore a white apron around her waist.
"Drinking too much Xiaoyan will make you angry."
Lisa, who was holding the tray, placed the full wine glass in front of the old man and said as she picked up the empty glass.
"It's okay, it's okay." The old man wiped the wine stains on his beard with his wide sleeves. "My friend is here today. If I have a few more drinks, she won't say anything."
"Really, Xiao Ling and Xiao Yan will have a headache if you keep doing this! Grandpa Dongfang."
Lisa complained as her eyes fell on the young man at the other end of the table, and then moved to the still-drinking wine glass in front of him.
"How can Lisa call me grandpa? You are old enough to be the mother of those two children." The old man protested, "It's better to call me uncle! Call me uncle."
Lisa smiled helplessly, blinked noncommittally, turned around and walked behind the bar.
"This is a tavern. If you don't drink, Lisa will be sad." The old man who looked away from Lisa said to the young man.
"I don't know how to drink."
The young man stared at the wine in the glass, and the fingers of his right hand kept rubbing the ring on the index finger of his left hand, looking a little nervous.
The old man also noticed something special about that ring. It was a beautiful mithril ring with strange runes engraved on its surface. There was a yellow gem the size of a little finger embedded in the middle, surrounded by four gemstones.
Cyan, red, blue, purple, much smaller gems.
"This is yours, right?" The old man took out a blue object from his arms and placed it in front of the young man.
The young man carefully picked up the items, with a joyful smile on his face.
In fact, it was just a skylark woven from ordinary golden grass, with beautiful golden lines interspersed on its blue body. Although it was only a piece of straw, it was extremely delicate, compact and lifelike.
"I guessed that the person coming would be the Watcher of the Holy Law, but I didn't expect that this Lord Knight was also a puppet master."
"Don't call me that, Teacher Dongfang." The young man shook his hands in panic and said, "My name is 'Rigde Fairfrey'. You can just call me Fairfrey."
"Riged..., your surname is Rigd?" A trace of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, "You should know the title the country has given me. By telling me your surname, you also told me what you could have hidden.
identity."
"Everyone has their own story, right? It is these countless stories that make this world possible." Phil Frye answered carefully, as if he was afraid of saying something wrong, "It's like I first became a puppet master.
I was trained as a knight of the Holy Law. But these are not important. Everything about me is like an insignificant drop of rain to the world. The world will not and has no need to pay attention to it. When my real work begins, I will crown
If you give me a new surname, no one will care about the surname Riged."
"There will always be darkness surging in every era. Don't think that no one really cares about the Riggard family. As long as your family is still closely related to the Dragon Slaying Book, someone will definitely be looking for you. Be careful with your words.
Okay, this is the advice I, the old man, give you before you start your journey."
"Participate in it, observe carefully, but never make historical decisions." Phil Frye said seriously, "I remember your words, Teacher Dongfang. The family motto also requires me to carefully conceal my identity and identity.
Mission. I will tell you the truth because I know that you are trying to protect the Sage. As a watcher, I must gain your trust so that you can trust me to protect the Sage."
The old man nodded in approval. Indeed, if Phil Frye had hidden something from him, he would never trust the sage to him, even if he was a watcher named the Holy Law.
As the wisest man in the East, the young man opposite must also be very clear that although his eyes have become cloudy due to old age, deception will not be effective in front of him, and lies will only be exposed in his own mind.
"Didn't Zero come back with you? I thought she would bring you to see me in person."
"As soon as I got the news from Miss Zero, I rushed here." Phil Frye said with some embarrassment, "Miss Zero originally wanted me to come back together after her sword was repaired, but the forging craftsmen in Sold Port seemed
There is no way to do it. But in order to help the sage prepare the equipment needed for travel
, I have sent a message to the forging master of the Watcher, so Miss Zero plans to wait for the master in Sold. - Miss Zero seems not to be at ease with us... Regarding various aspects of the Sage, although she
It doesn’t show on the surface, but it does involve itself in everything..."
"I knew a long time ago that this child would not stay on the island peacefully, alas..." the old man sighed, "She was always destined to leave, but I didn't expect that her departure would be related to the sage. She stopped for ten years
Her destiny has finally begun to move again. I just hope that if she thinks of something, she will never do anything stupid that will hurt herself..."
"Miss Zero...does she have any special past?"
Phil Fry couldn't help but ask the old man.
"Speaking of which, how did you know I was here?" He shook his head and did not answer. After a few seconds of silence, the old man looked nervous and said, "Did you already go to the house and Xiaoyan asked you to come here? This is terrible.
Yes, she found me sneaking out to drink."
"No... that's not the case, Teacher Dongfang." Phil Frye looked embarrassed and waved his hands repeatedly, "Miss Ling told me that instead of going directly to home after arriving on the island, I might as well come to Lisa's Tavern to find you.
Maybe, she even drew a map for me."
Staring at the parchment that Phil Fry took out from his arms and spread out on the table, there were some curved lines drawn on it. "Lisa's Tavern" was written next to a crooked square, and a "Lisa's Tavern" was written on it.
A strange-looking old man with the words "Don't hear from the East" written underneath.
"It's really hard for you, you can actually understand such a map." The old man suddenly grabbed the parchment and threw it to the ground, roaring angrily, "How could this weird old man be me? Draw me like this