Characters in this chapter: (Sercius), (James), (Carlos), (Garnier), (Shirley), (Hogan).

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Chapter 021: (Tavern Trouble)

The dark night seemed to be smeared heavily on the sky, and there was not even a glimmer of stars.

The earth was already asleep, and the deserted streets were silent except for the gentle breeze blowing, except for the occasional barking of a dog or two.

Tonight's Shirley Tavern was particularly crowded. The noise and noise filled not only the entire tavern, but the entire intersection. Every citizen passing by will unconsciously stretch out his head to look inside.

Shirley and her two beautiful waitresses were busy trying to satisfy the various hungry customers who were clamoring for them from all directions at the same time, and to provide quest information to the mercenaries and bounty hunters.

"Sir!" asked the maid who was passing by suddenly stopped beside Sercius, bent down and asked ambiguously. "Do you want special service at night?" The top button of the maid's dress had been unbuttoned, and from the neckline, two snow-white hills could be seen.

Sertius turned his head to look and tilted his head, as if not interested.

The maid watched the other party tilt her head and didn't understand what he meant, but it didn't matter, she didn't plan to let him go. The stooping maid pulled her collar lower, and the pair of snow-white hills came out of it.

The shrewd maid remembered well how the lord who had come in the morning had arrived: a horse in heavy armor, two large pockets at once, and a group of strong soldiers beside him. "He must be a knight!" thought the maid.

Sercius hadn't even looked at the maid in front of him. Despite the lady's plump lips, snow-white skin with slightly pigmented spots, her bumpy body, and her full breasts, and her seductive gesture before him, he remained unmoved.

The freelancers are figuring out how to use Count Doran Lafasszi's affection for him to strengthen their relationship. In a perilous country, he needs strong and reliable allies, and the owner of this castle is the best choice.

However, the relationship between Count Doran and Duke Michod was extraordinary, and it was difficult to say whether the old man would obey Duke Michod's orders and turn against him. In fact, the lords of the entire Dehrim region had a clear affiliation with Duke Michod.

He could hardly find any trusted allies in the entire Dehrim region. It seems that I can only hope in the Swadia plains to the west, and I wonder what reliable allies will I find in Rodbrok, if I can climb the great tree of the Harunguss......

At this time, James asked from the side, "Mr. Knight, what are you thinking?"

"Nothing!" said Sercius, turning to his senses. "All the things you need to buy, we're back to Tosdell tomorrow!"

"Yes, sir!" James nodded. "Everything you need is almost purchased!"

Sertius looked around the hall, but did not see his servant. "Hatheron, where are you going?"

"He sleeps in his room," James said. "Thanks to his help today, I was probably tired, and I fell asleep in bed as soon as I came back. Do you want me to call him?"

"No, let him sleep!" Sercius didn't think about the things that were temporarily out of reach, but raised his glass and was about to drink it all.

Suddenly, a large, calloused dirty hand pressed against the glass in Sercius's hand, crushing it heavily on the bar. Then, the dirty hand was flipped in mid-air ostentatiously, and the pottery shards fell to the ground without a single scratch on the palm.

Standing behind Sertius was a large man two meters tall, with a muscular upper body covered only with a piece of hard leather armor. He stared at Sercius like a bear and said viciously, "Boy, were you just seducing/seducing my woman?"

The whole bar fell silent, and almost everyone was watching this side. There are bounty hunters, mercenaries, and slightly more affluent citizens. Several guards stood by the wall with their arms crossed, looking like they were waiting to see a good show.

"You look like a fool. Serseus said calmly. His tone was calm, and he couldn't hear the anger or other emotions.

"Bastard, what are you talking about!" the strong man felt insulted, the thick green tendons on his neck kept throbbing, and the muscles on his body squirmed as quickly as if they were full of bugs.

Sercius looked at the man, and if memory serves, it was the mercenary named Hogan in the morning. Thinking of this, he said even more contemptuously, "I said you are an idiot!

Hegan's face immediately became strange, his mouth full of yellow teeth gritted "GeGe", and his eyes flashed with uncontrollable anger, like an enraged lion.

Barely giving anyone time to think, Sercius kicked him behind him with a sudden "bang!" and Hogan slammed into a man, the force of the impact so powerful that the man was so embarrassed that he let out a wail of pain, and for a moment he couldn't get up from the ground.

It's the sound of a crossbow bolt going into the groove!

Sercius quickly rushed to the side, just as fast as he had just kicked out, his movements too fast to react.

"Ahh The bolt went into his left shoulder.

"Bang!" followed by a heavy crash that silenced the mercenary's screams, and the sneak attacker with a hunting crossbow was instantly knocked away. "Bang" hit a table with a bang, and there was no reaction.

The clay pot on the table fell to the ground with a thud. Sertius clutched a broken stool to the crossbowman's stolen place.

The screams of the women in the bar came and went, whether they were frightened by the bloody scene or cheered on Sercius. Several Nord soldiers knocked the rest of the mercenary's helpers to the ground.

After making sure that there were no enemies, Sercius walked over to the mercenary who had been hit by the arrow, bent down, flipped over the heavy fan shield that had been dropped next to it, and looked at the sign on it: it was an abstract bird's head.

"Woosh!" Sercius tossed the fan shield to James.

Anyone who has been in Dehrim for a long time basically knows not to provoke those mercenaries with the bird's head sign easily. Although this abstract bird's head makes people laugh, it is actually the symbol of the vulture mercenary group, and they are ruthless.

Sercius had just arrived in Déosburg today, and he didn't know what to do, so everyone in the bar was waiting to see what happened to him.

Even if Serseus knew the truth, he didn't care. As a noble knight with fiefs and soldiers, he was not afraid of a mercenary organization, not to mention that he had long been accustomed to bloody scenes.

The door to the tavern was slammed open, and almost all the drinkers instinctively looked towards the door, and several guards, led by another maid, walked in.

Only then did the drinkers realize that another maid had already left the "Shirley" tavern and quickly brought in a patrol guard in charge of security.

It seems that the energy of the boss lady of Shirley is still very large.

The guards quickly separated the scene from the drinkers and surrounded Sercius and the others.

"This gentleman, I want to know what's going on here!" a man who looked like a captain walked over and stared at Sercius and asked coldly, saying that it was an inquiry rather than an order.

"Well, I guess it's better for the proprietress to answer that question, Mr. Guard. John replied calmly, not at all recognizing that he had killed the three men on the earth. "What do you say, Lady Shirley?" he turned to the bar where Shirley was, owing a debt.

"Sir, I think you should compensate me for my losses first. The hostess Shirley stepped out of the bar and walked towards them with graceful steps.

She is indeed no ordinary hostess, she is the daughter of Duke Michord, Miss Lily's maid, and was sent here by Miss Lily to manage this hotel, which is Miss Lily's property!

I have to say that Miss Lily is indeed a smart woman. All the bards of Svadia knew that the young lady was eccentric and intelligent, and was determined to make a name for herself in the world, and that she might be a great fortune to her husband, but only if he could satisfy her ambitions.

"Ma'am, I think it's them who should compensate you!" Sertius pointed to a corpse on the ground and two mercenaries lying on the ground moaning in pain.

"Bastard, what kind of attitude do you have!" the captain of the guard jerked his elbow up at Sercius. Although he was fast, it was still too slow for the freelancers, and Serseus's nerves were completely faster than he could have imagined.

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, and Sercius's palm caught the captain's sudden attack at a speed that no one could see, and there was a crisp crashing sound.

"Squeak~" At this time, the door was suddenly opened, and a familiar person walked in - Garnier.

"Stop!" shouted Garnier as soon as he entered the door, just in time to see this tense scene. "What are you doing here! This is your guest!"

Steward Garnier quickly rushed over to pull Sercius away from the captain of the guard, and asked, "What's the matter, you guys are Carlos!

Although Garnier was not of high status and was not a nobleman, he was a man of considerable trust between Duke Michod and Count Dowran, and was also a "butler" who helped Duke Michord manage civil affairs. The mercenary mission in the Dehrim region is jointly managed by him and Count Dolang.

Patrol Captain Carlos hesitated for a long time, and finally found an excuse, and said to the chief steward with his eyes lit up. "Mr. Karnick, I don't know, but he killed someone!"

Carlos was one of the captains of the guard of two patrols in Deciosburg. You can't say that this knight has a bad attitude towards his sweetheart, and he wants to show himself!

"Is that so," Garnier asked politely, turning to Sercius. "Mr. Knight?"

It turned out that this young man was still a knight! No wonder he was so arrogant! The drinkers suddenly realized. The knight is already considered a nobleman, and whenever a commoner shoots at a nobleman, it is a capital offense.

"That's right...... John couldn't ignore the administrator of this Deqios. Although his identity has not yet been figured out, looking at the importance that Count Dao Lang regards him, it can be seen that this person's identity is not ordinary.

"I see, I don't think it's the knight's fault!" Garnier said to Patrol Leader Carlos and the proprietress Shirley. "Let the vultures pay for the compensation or something!"

Hogan angrily left the tavern with the help of several fellow mercenaries, after which Carlos left with his patrol. The tavern had regained its former bustling atmosphere, but the drinkers were still talking about who the young knight was in front of him.

"Sir Sercius," Garnier said politely, stepping forward with gentlemanly manners. "The Earl has asked me to tell you that after he has taken care of the matter, he plans to visit you in Tosdell with Miss Lylia in a while!"

"Please convey it to me, I am honored!" Sercius replied with a smile.

"Then I'll quit!"

"Mr. Garnier, please go slowly!"

Looking at the back of the other party's departure, Sercius knew that the opportunity to change his fate was quietly approaching, how should he choose?

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