Chapter 248: Arrogant

Of course, Roddy doesn't know what the name "Kadgar" stands for. Perhaps the answer lies in this book, but he really didn't have the energy to turn it at this time, closed the pages, and took off his jacket with a strong spirit. The moment Rody fell on the bed, he fell into deep sleep ...
This should be the most reassuring sleep that Rody has been sleeping for a long time.
Winter is here, and Roddy isn't worried at all about large-scale battles-severe cold is an extreme condition for any race. From 590 to 597, no war broke out in the entire kingdom during the winter, and even during the invasion of the orcs, winter was a "truce period".
In this era, the "brutalism" represented by severe cold is completely incapable of being experienced by modern people blowing air-conditioning and heating every day.
And after Roddy fell asleep, the town of Kig ushered in the first snow this winter.
The cleaning work outside the town has been largely completed, the bodies were cleaned up, and the wounded were gradually evacuated. Civilians began to move around the town.
People met each other, and even as they began sharing what they saw in this war, rumors of the battle quickly spread around the town.
Because Roddy fought a "guerrilla war" and a "siege war", there were quite a lot of witnesses who saw everything through the window slits ... and in the eyes of these people, it was not the "crossroads" that made them excited. "The siege at the intersection" was the shooter who carried a short bow and forced himself to retreat hundreds of infantry.
Speaking of which, in the era of underdeveloped information, the deeds of "heroes" and "knights" have always been a matter of common interest to the people. So almost overnight, the story about that powerful shooter spawned at least twenty legendary versions ...
"I saw him jump onto the roof with my own eyes, so I shot and killed three people, one arrow at a time."
"His arrow shot blue light and shot through three people."
"A cavalry regiment who came later saw him directly frightened and half dead, and the head of the army fell off Malay."
"I heard this guy is not human, it seems like a wood elf in the forest ..."
At first, it was fairly reliable news. Later, it gradually added a variety of "details". The biographical literature of the "Dragon Gun Knight" or "Dragon Slayer Trilogy" in the bard population was very There is a market, so it is not surprising that these illiterates described Roddy as a monster with three heads and six arms that can spit fire.
Roddy said there was no pressure on this.
ll On the 13th, he changed his thick leather jacket and found someone to cut his own short hair. When he walked on the streets of the town, no one connected him with the "killer".
"yawn."
Roddy rubbed his swollen eyes, tightened his hood, and walked slowly through the snow-covered street. After a long time, he came to a bar, looked up at the sign that read "Wild Rose" and pushed in the door.
I didn't imagine the scene of hot waves and loud noises. After the snow, people in the town did not like to come out for activities, so there were fewer guests in the bar than before. The hall is not noisy.
Roddy tightened his skin, went straight to a table and sat down, looking at the two who have been sitting here for a while, taking off his hood and saying, "Is the injury all right?"
"With the potion and the help of Rev. Akasha, he has recovered."
The answer to Roddy was Buffon. The skinny mercenary was now obedient and admired.
The same is true of the fat Henry next to him. He looked at Rody's young face, and in his heart it was estimated that the other party might be smaller than himself.
"It's all right. What about the information you asked for?"
"From yesterday to now, I have sorted this out ..."
Henry and Buffon were regarded as "head snakes". If they wanted to consult the town, they would be the first to find them. After hearing the two of them talk about the current situation of Kig Town, they started to arrange the next task. They still did not forget to take out a bag. "This is the previous commission remuneration, as well as the compensation after the accidental attack, one yard to one yard, all according to the agreement."
Henry and Buffon both nodded, thinking about how to make Roddy's tasks more beautiful, and then suddenly felt dumbfounded by the money bag in Roddy's hands-the quick-response fat man stood up, respectfully Respectfully pushed the pocket of silver coins back: "Master Roddy, we have been saved twice by you. There is no other requirement in the future. You can do whatever we want. Don't pay us any more ..."
Henry had a sincere expression. A week ago, he was still thinking about whether to get some oil and water in the task, but now he really has no other thoughts: "Give us a bite to eat. You are a big deal. ,we know."
This is the mercy of the mercenaries.Buffon was simply grateful, but Henry could see the extraordinaryness of Roddy from this incident-not to mention a battle agency, the Wellington and Titus knights came to rescue himself , Can also order the Templars, which is what ordinary people can do?
Roddy didn't have any unexpected look, but he didn't put away the bag of silver coins, but raised his hand and took out two contracts, saying: "If you say, then sign this contract, but the money It's still pay, and you deserve it. "
With that said, Roddy put on his hood again: "Remember those tasks, I still have something to do, go ahead."
Leaving Henry and Buffon, who remained silent, Roddy pushed open the door of the bar and disappeared into view, while the two remaining in the room looked down at the contract-a copy above A "long-term" contract, with a 30-year duration, sounds like "selling a contract", but with good conditions, extremely high salary, and even vacations
"Man, this contract ..."
To be honest, Buffon has never seen such a contract. The contract in recent years is basically a few words that have been turned over and over. How can it be written so carefully?
"Signed it." Henry quickly realized that this is Roddy's style of work-no ambiguity, clear definition, clear sharing of responsibilities, don't find reasons when you should use them, and rest when you want. .
"The money ..."
"Close it." Henry reached out and took the money bag in his hand. "He means very clearly, we can make as much money as we can, and don't give a penny, don't treat me badly, understand?"
Buffon nodded, listening to the rattling of the silver coin, but still swallowed involuntarily.
He has never made so much money in his life.
But before the two had time to say anything else, the door of the bar was pushed open, and the originally quiet hall immediately changed the atmosphere due to the noise of shouting ...
"It's too cold for this ghost, Tirion, get ready to drink"
"Get up, don't you know me? I like this seat."
Four or five mercenary-dressed guys approached the bar. First they drove away everyone by the fireplace, then they started to pour the glass of wheat, and they scolded dirty words in their mouths. Gaze, arrogantly shouted: "What to see? Believe me or not I hack you?"
Everyone who has been in the town of Kig perennials knows that these guys are members of the "Wolverine Mercenary Regiment". If you name the mercenary group in the town, this mercenary group is the strongest-number It is well-equipped and well-equipped to hold almost half of the town's task quota.
The former "Wolverine Mercenary Corps" is still in a healthy development, but the situation of "dominant family" in recent years has made the members of this mercenary regiment more and more unconscious.
Prior to this, Viscount Transka held the town's interests and voice, so these members were simply arrogant, but after the town fell into a state of "ownerlessness" recently, this mercenary group began to swallow up secretly The courage of some aristocratic interests has become more sufficient.
In this era, relying on force to speak is the mainstream after all, and other mercenary groups in the town generally do not dare to mess with them, so this situation eventually resulted in "no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings."
Henry turned and glanced, one of them just noticed his gaze, and after a close look, hey smirked and said, "I heard that the Iron Horse Mercenary Corps are all dead. Why are you still alive? That beautiful girl in your regiment? "Our boss is still waiting to try something new, won't he die?"
The "Iron Horse Mercenary Regiment" has been cancelled at the Mercenary Guild. People in the news industry naturally know it, but apparently they have no interest at all, but laughed at it with pleasure.
Guffon was violently holding the dagger, and immediately got up to say what he wanted to say, but was dragged by Henry: "What are you excited about?"
"Them" Buffon gritted his teeth, and his comrades in arms were taboo. No one wanted to make a joke about this. These guys apparently came to find fault.
Fat Henry squints his eyes and doesn't speak-it's common for mercenaries to fight hard, and it's not uncommon to have a disagreement. In the past, he might have pulled Buffon directly to go up and cut ...
But looking at those two contracts, his mind was clearer than ever.
After getting to know Roddy, Henry's "field of vision" has risen a lot ... The "pattern", which was confined to the town of Kig, has completely and unknowingly changed.
Now he and Buffon are considering how to assist Roddy in winning the territory. Compared with this goal, the pattern of the "Wolverine Mercenary Regiment" can only be described as "small play and small trouble ~ EbookFREE.me ~ insult?" When things are busy, just find some relationships Being able to crush this group of guys at will, now the courage of the puppets has fallen into disappointment.
"Let's go, there is business."
The fat man shook his head at Buffon and got up and left.
"Not answering my question yet? Is that pretty girl alive? Don't run"
The ridicule of the mercenaries behind him became more and more unrestrained, but when Henry and Buffon did not respond at all, they felt boring and turned their heads and scolded: "Two cowards, I used to know a few words back, now Get to this point, oh ... "
"Ignore them, what is the arrangement of the head of the delegation?"
"Isn't this the ownership of the town in these days? Anyway, whoever takes over, the head of the regiment is going to knock him ... Our Wolverine Mercenary Regiment is not a soft persimmon, and Tranka needs to give face and change others. To give. "
"That is, no matter what aristocracy it is, you should give it as much as you want."