A goblin attack ended easily. The mercenaries happily talked about the pleasant battle. Everyone was carefully examining the corpse. Greenskins like shiny things. This may be worthless.
It may be glass beads or stones, or it may be touching gold coins or even precious stones.
"Ah, it was such a pleasant battle. No one died. Even the injured few were only frostbitten. We will be able to start again soon, Ms. Trovik." The mercenaries were very happy, Wilt
He found some silver coins from the goblin's body, which was an unexpected gain. He immediately came to the sorceress and reported the situation.
"Very good...call Ryan over." In Wilt's imagination, even if Ms. Trovik couldn't smile, she wouldn't be angry. However, the deputy leader found that the sorceress's face was pale and her tone was unpleasant.
So Nuonuo retreated.
This woman! Is she dissatisfied that we are not fighting hard? Or is she dissatisfied that the intensity of this battle is too low? Angry emotions arose in the deputy leader's heart. He suppressed his anger and found Ryan who was looking at the scenery.
"Are you ready to go?" Ryan saw Wilt coming over, so he stopped talking to Estelle: "Tell Oliver, I'll be right away."
"No, Mr. Lane, it's Ms. Trowick. She asked you to come over." Wilt said with a shrug.
"Oh, okay." Ryan could only nod: "It seems that our chat will be late, Estelle."
Following Wilt as he walked towards the motorcade, Ryan felt that his riding boots were very comfortable on the soft yellow grass. He had not taken action in the previous battle, so he naturally did not take the initiative to divide the spoils. The Kingdom Knight stood there and watched for a long time.
The scenery: "Do you know what it is?"
Wilt's leather boots made a sound on the ground, and the deputy leader shook his head: "I don't know, Mr. Lane, I want to ask you a question."
"Please say."
"Are all spellcasters so difficult to get along with?" The deputy captain smiled bitterly: "We at Blood Ax always show the highest sincerity and the best attitude. We do our best in everything, and our mercenary group has reduced its membership by nearly half.
, but... Ms. Trowick seems to have no idea at all."
"Because your mercenary's point of view may not apply to spellcasters, and our knight's rules may not be suitable either... I have been trying to find a way of getting along that both she and I can adapt to. As of now, it seems that
Did it work well?" Ryan put the war hammer on his shoulder and patted Wilt on the shoulder with one free hand: "You can always find a way to get along. If there is really no way, out of sight, out of sight may be a way."
"Mr. Ryan said it easily. I have been stuck in the middle elite level for two years. The thirty-five-year-old mark is not far away from me. I hope I can break through again one day." Wilt stopped in front of the carriage: "
I won’t go there, please.”
When Ryan saw Teresa in the crowd, he found the sorceress sitting on a box of goods with a pale face. Seeing Ryan coming, she subconsciously wanted to stand up, but her eyebrows immediately tightened.
He frowned and looked very ugly: "Lian, it's not good, I~"
"Are you injured?" Ryan asked curiously: "Can Goblin hurt you?"
"No, the situation is not good, Ryan, my one... came suddenly!" The sorceress stretched out her hand to cover her lower abdomen, and her voice was full of pain: "Damn, why is it at this time?"
"What's coming?" Ryan thought for a moment, then his face changed slightly: "Isn't it?!"
"Uh huh!" Teresa was obviously enduring the pain with all her strength: "It may be... caused by the confusion in diet and magic power over this period of time..."
"Let me hug you!" Ryan's face didn't look good either. The sorceress and he were the only two high-level combatants. Once the number was reduced, the consequences would be disastrous.
This time Teresa did not refuse again. She obediently let the man put his hands under her armpits and the crooks of her legs, and asked him to carry her into the carriage. She leaned against the carriage to catch her breath. She looked uncomfortable: "Sit with me for a while.
Okay?"
The carriage started, and the people from the caravan continued to set off. Seeing this, Ryan also leaned on the other side of the carriage. The man put away the smile he always had on his lips: "Do you often do this?"
"We in Jialan... often do this... because after the magic power enters our body, it will... also change our cycle of things like this. If we don't take care of ourselves, this kind of thing will easily happen." Theresa.
Holding his stomach, he half-lyed down in pain: "It's okay, I usually endure it for a day and it'll be over, but..."
"only?"
"It's just that my pants are stained. I may not be able to change them myself." The sorceress looked at Ryan for help: "You..."
"I'd better forget it. I'll find a female mercenary to help you." Ryan stood up a little embarrassed and left the carriage. Teresa looked at his back, her eyes flickering, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Ryan walked out of the carriage and said loudly: "Are there any women in the caravan? As long as they are women!"
A large group of people in the caravan were shocked, and everyone began to whisper.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Lane, the famous knight of the kingdom, is such a person. In broad daylight, he just wants to..."
"And I still plan to stay in the car directly..."
"Not only in a car, but also in a moving car. Isn't that what he likes?"
"And it only needs to be a female. Mr. Lane has such strong taste!"
Ryan's forehead was covered with dense black lines, and he could only add: "There are patients here who need care."
Only then did everyone stop talking.
About ten minutes later.
Ryan brought a woman to the carriage where the sorceress was: "Theresa? There is only this woman in the entire team, let her take care of you!"
A slim woman with beautiful blond hair walked in with some restraint. She was wearing very simple mercenary clothes, brown leather armor and yellow linen clothes. What made the sorceress breath a little relieved was that the female mercenary's body was
Pretty neat.
But after she raised her head, Teresa felt a sense of disappointment. Her face was covered with pockmarks. Her small eyes and high nose made her facial features look uncoordinated. Her appearance could only be considered average.
posture.
"Who is she?" Teresa asked casually.
"She is a mercenary from the Blood Ax Mercenary Group. Her name is Emilia. She is also the only woman in our caravan. Let her take care of you during this period." Ryan nodded and was about to exit the carriage.
"Wait!" Teresa stopped him: "Why do I feel like I haven't seen her before? Is she really a mercenary from the Blood Ax Mercenary Group?"
"Really, she is usually responsible for cooking and laundry, and she also does a good job in the medical field. She can also use a rapier. According to Wilt, her level is pretty good. Anyway, you should change your clothes first. If there are any problems, we will discuss it later.
” added Ryan.
Even after repeated explanations, Teresa still looked at the female mercenary with distrust and scrutiny. Her eyes seemed to be literally scanning the female mercenary's body, especially after scanning her face.
The arcane light flashed in Leisa's silver pupils. Under her gaze, the female mercenary named Emilia was very cautious, and even wanted to retreat.
"Okay, she stays."
Ryan came out of the carriage and rushed to Wilt's side on horseback: "Mr. Wilt, that female mercenary, Amelia? I don't think I've seen her before?"
"Emilia? Yes, she is indeed a bit...not very eye-catching. Do you know how she joined our mercenary group?" Wilt said.
"Appreciate further details."
"She joined our mercenary group about two years ago. At that time, she was picking wild vegetables in the wild. She looked very lonely. Then a few bandits noticed her. Our mercenary group happened to pass by, and Boris rescued her.
We didn't plan to take her in because her swordsmanship is really weak, and... the mercenary group doesn't really need this kind of woman. I think Mr. Lane understands what I mean." Wilt gestured.
"Then why did you let her join again?" Ryan crossed his arms, becoming interested.
"Because she is literate and knowledgeable, she easily found out the loopholes in the contract we signed with local businessmen, and then helped us negotiate with the businessmen. Moreover, she can cook, knows many medical and bandaging techniques, and also
She can make some simple herbal medicines, so after she showed these talents, even though her sword skills are not good, we don't have much objection to keeping her in the mercenary group." Wilt told Ryan the background of this female mercenary.
, then thought about it and added: "It's ridiculous to think about it. At that time, I was still firmly opposed to her joining the mercenary group, but now, even I have to admit that she is an indispensable part of our Blood Ax."
Member."
"Interesting, but have you never thought about her origin? Why would a woman who can read and read pick wild vegetables in the wild?" Ryan asked curiously.
He is not worried about Theresa's safety. The sorceress's powerful magic power is not a vegetarian. She has N ways to protect herself. Ryan has confirmed that the female mercenary's strength is only at the ordinary level.
"Emilia said she was the daughter of a bankrupt businessman. There are many people like this. It's not surprising, is it?" Wilt raised his right hand, palm up: "War always brings disaster, even if
Without the threat of those damn barbarians and monsters, frequent wars between bandits, bandits, bandits and even lords could easily lead to merchants going bankrupt. The daughters of these bankrupt merchants were often sold as maids, and there were also capable ones like
It's not surprising that a girl like Emilia escaped."
"That's true." Ryan nodded. There was indeed nothing surprising about this.
The vassals of my vassals are not my vassals. This regulation is completely applicable to the aristocratic feudal system in the main material world. Although the laws of the empire stipulate that disputes between lords can only be resolved through legal means and negotiation, they can be resolved privately.
Fights are still inevitable, not to mention the presence of various bandits, bandits and monsters. You must know that this world is not an earth with extremely advanced technology. In this world, even the richest territories have at least 50% of the area.
It is uninhabited forests, wilderness or mountains and swamps. If the lord's army is not strong enough, the farmers will be wary when going to farm, because the devil knows whether something will suddenly appear in the forest, creek or even the land on the roadside.
Monsters cost them their lives.
In the same way, any trade route has risks. The only difference is whether you will encounter scum goblins or ordinary bandits, or terrifying beastman warbands or even greenskin armies.
In the afternoon, the caravan continued to move forward. At this time, it was just winter, and the road had been completely frozen and the carriage was moving very fast. According to Oliver, if you wait until April or May next year, after the snow begins to melt, the road on the Nord side will be frozen.
It will become extremely muddy, making it difficult for people to pass, let alone carriages. Then many hibernating animals will come out to look for food when they are hungry, making the trade road even more dangerous.
"So, in April and May, no businessman will choose to do business here in Nord." Oliver concluded.
"No wonder the price of grain on the market soars every April and May. I thought it was because of problems with grain types and grain storage after the winter," Lane complained.
"It's the same. Human meat tastes the most delicious and the price is the highest in April and May." Oliver said with a smile: "The increase in food is not only for us humans, but also for the beasts and greenskins?"
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Yes." Ryan laughed heartily.
"Well, Mr. Lane, why don't you go see Ms. Trowick? She doesn't seem to be in a good mood. I'm worried..." Seeing that Lane was in a good mood, Oliver immediately made a suggestion.
"Okay, okay, I'll go over and take a look."
From just now, he kept hearing Theresa's impatient voice.
"Oh! Stop, where are you wiping?" "Wait! Be careful, this is made of silk. Do you know how expensive it is?" "Oh my God! You idiot, you can't even wear pants.
?" "Don't use this dirty water! Bring me clean water! Clean!!!"
He had always pretended not to hear the sorceress's roar. After all, menstruating women can easily lose their temper. What's more, Teresa was born and raised in the Gloria Council. She has an independent personality and strong strength. She has no temper at all.
It's not normal, so he doesn't want to get into trouble.
Everyone also hid far away, only the carriage driver was still driving hard.
In the carriage, the pale Theresa was wearing tight pants in pain, but she gave up after a while. This kind of black tights was not comfortable when she usually wore them. In this case, she just had to pull the pants up a little.
, my body felt a sharp pain.
This female mercenary is clumsy, especially when she tried to clean her with water. Doesn’t she know that it is easy to get infected? She must boil the water with snow and filter out the impurities!
In addition, the attitude of the female mercenary also made her feel unhappy, very, very unhappy. Of course Theresa knew that she was not at home now. It was impossible for this female mercenary to be respectful to her, but basic respect and courtesy must be
Yes, but the female mercenary named Emilia kept her head down from the beginning to the end. She didn't even look at her from the beginning to the end, and she responded with "Yes, I'm sorry, okay."
The simplest way to answer.
This made her feel very uncomfortable, both physically and psychologically.
"Okay, okay, from now on, you will do whatever I say, okay?" (To be continued)