Our lords will also be full of praise for what you have done, bards will sing your deeds in the streets and alleys, and you will gain the gratitude of our entire village.
For those villagers who are away from home, we will also tell them that you led us to defeat these bandits." Linford said a long speech.
In fact, Linford noticed some strange changes, such as the rain falling from the sky and the wind. He remembered some stories when he traveled across the continent.
Those mysterious magicians.
But the magician and the others could not be found, but Walls's achievements were seen with his own eyes. No matter what, he and the villagers must thank this young man.
Linford glanced at the original battlefield, and he saw Alleyne and Mathilde.
Yes, there are also his companions. "No, no..." Walls still wanted to refuse.
But Linford urged Walls to reveal his name.
When Walls saw these villagers who had experienced the bloody battle, he knew that they still needed him. It was a great sadness that his companions died in his own village.
A gust of night wind blew by, and the moonlight shone on everyone's face. There were more or less blood stains on their faces and bodies.
Seeing this, Walls stood up.
"I am Walls, a descendant of a noble from another continent. I am a declining noble, but I hope to restore the glory of my family." Walls said his identity loudly.
The villagers immediately burst out with thanksgiving.
These villagers will remember Walls' name. At some point in the future, they will repay Walls' kindness, and Walls' deeds will also be spread from the mouths of these villagers. I believe that here
After that, Walls will have some prestige and honor.
There is always a group of people on this continent who insist on ancient traditions, which cannot be changed.
They help the weak without asking for anything in return. They regard this as an honor. Many times, these upright people will be friendly to equally upright people, and they hope to become friends with such people.
Maybe an upright person and an upright person have never met each other, but as long as they have heard of his reputation before, then they will become a good friend without having to talk at all.
And now that Walls has helped these villagers fight against the bandits, he will naturally be honored.
"Mr. Walls, please allow us to share some of our food with you. This is at least our payment to you.
We are poor and don’t have dinars, but we have food after hard work.” A villager came to express his gratitude on behalf of the whole village. Their thanks would be completed that night.
But Walls didn't want the food. This was something the villagers desperately defended, so how could he get it? If he needed food, he would have to buy it from the villagers with his own money.
"No, I don't need it. Your sincerity is enough. Now let us bury the bodies of the war dead." Walls changed the subject.
Now it is indeed necessary to bury these corpses. The villagers burst into cheers. They did not expect this young nobleman to be so generous.
Under Walls's repeated refusal, and because it was very important to bury the corpse, these villagers finally went to collect the corpses of their companions.
The villagers began to deal with their own affairs, and they would still talk about the battle and some strange things, like why they were able to muster the courage to fight the bandits at the last moment.
There were also reasons for the sudden rain, etc. But they didn't think much about it. It was a good thing to be able to save the village. With the collection process over, the villagers could go back to sleep.
Of course, the timid villagers who did not participate in the battle were responsible for handling the aftermath. Those villagers who participated in the battle were all injured.
Naturally, they recovered from their injuries later. Infection of these wounds may cause the death of some people, so treating them as soon as possible is the best option.
Walls and his companions were also well taken care of.
The villagers all knew that it was Walls and his companions who led everyone in the battle to kill all the robbers. This was a great achievement.
"Captain, you're back." The two mercenaries hired by Walls with money said affectionately when they saw Walls and Alleyn coming back.
He looked at the blood stains and large and small wounds on his captain's body, and knew that Walls had gone through a tough battle.
"Captain, actually we also want to participate in the battle, but we have wounds on our bodies, and just today, we experienced a big battle, which leaves us without any energy to participate in the battle.
I hope you can understand us." The mercenary said sincerely.
He doesn't want to go and fight. He thinks he has fought enough today. If he fights again, he should get double wages this week.
This is also the reason why he was abandoned by other mercenary groups.
Walls could naturally see what he was thinking, but he did not blame these mercenaries too much.
Walls looked at the recruits lying on the bed. They had experienced many battles, and their current combat effectiveness was no longer ordinary recruits. However, when Walls fought with Mullen's bandit group, they
He didn't come out to fight.
As for the reason, it is naturally the same as these two mercenaries.
It's the same thing. Walls didn't blame these people. Their thoughts were normal.
Those new recruits were afraid of death, which was the real reason why they didn't want to come out.
But Walls cannot change this situation in a short period of time. This is irreversible. An army that is not afraid of death on the continent is usually only owned by kings or some big lords.
Most armies do not have the courage to fear death.
Walls also knew it, but that didn't mean he didn't say anything.
"I know you are injured, so I don't want you to fight those bandits at all." Walls' words immediately won the favor of a group of people. Such words were very touching.
In fact, Walls did not want these people to participate in the battle in the first place. The injured ones could only add more corpses to the ground.
"Captain, you..." Several recruits stopped talking. They originally wanted to evade responsibility, but what Walls said now made them feel ashamed.
Looking at Walls's wounds, one knew that this was a big battle.
"Next time, we will definitely fight with you." One of the recruits said.
Immediately the other recruits also agreed that this was their fault and they should fight with their captain.
In a small house in Mazan village, Vidocq talked to his two students about today's battle.
"Those bandits are very cruel, and most of the young people in this village and some people with strong martial arts skills follow the lord to fight.
Therefore, these villagers have been at a disadvantage during the battle." Vidocq was narrating, but Madison interrupted him.
"I know, my teacher, you appeared last and killed them all with a few magics, right?" Madison expressed his thoughts very directly. This is what should happen, isn't it?
?
But Vidocq shook his head, "No, I didn't kill a robber. These robbers were killed by the villagers and a young man named Walls and his companions."
"If it weren't for your efforts, maybe they would have been killed by the bandits." Madison continued. He felt as if he was standing on the battlefield and watching the battle unfold.
He has never seen this battle at all. He thinks that with his teacher joining this battle, he will not lose at all.
Indeed, this is indeed correct, but Vidocq still has something to say.
"If these bandits hadn't set the fire, it would have been possible for Walls and the villagers to kill all the bandits. Although the villagers would have had very little left."
"Oh?" Madison aroused a trace of curiosity. His teacher rarely talked about a person, but if he talked about a person, this person was definitely not simple.
"He is still a declining nobleman. He may not have any money at all, but he still does not ask for gifts from the villagers.
He is a nice young man, oh, by the way, he is the young man we met at the entrance of the village." Vidocq said, with admiration for this young man on his face.
Leona also looked at the young man her teacher was talking about curiously. She had never followed her teacher out before. This was the first time he saw her teacher showing such an expression. She thought of the young man she met at the entrance of the village.
people.
Thoughts raced through her mind.
In fact, during the battle in Walls, Leona once curiously used magic to observe the battlefield. Although she did not have the opportunity to participate in such a battle because the teacher was worried that she was not sure, it was not impossible to go and see it for herself.
Bleeding and death made the little girl a little scared, but she still glanced at Walls.
At that time, she thought about why he was here, but that was it. She then withdrew her vision. After all, she was not used to this kind of world.
Well, Vidocq's words made this little girl feel a little regretful. Maybe she should take a closer look at this guy. It's rare to see a person worthy of the teacher's praise.
"That's because they haven't met me. I am definitely a person more worthy of the teacher's praise!"
[System prompt: If nothing else, you must be a more shameless person! 】
"What we're saying is, if you can't speak, just speak less, okay? System."