Transcendent Noble

"We will all die! Ravel is all to blame for you... I should have been lying in the haystack in the stable... You must Let’s set off today..."

The cold, intensive rain pumped pain on his face, and Ravel's complaints from his companions made Ravel even more upset. He turned his head angrily roared: "Hans, you give me I shut up! I have the blood of the Grantour family on me. How dare you, a idiot, question me?!"

Maybe it's because of venting anger, maybe it's because your mouth is full In the rain, Ravel calmed down a little bit. He looked up at the sky and found that the dark clouds in the sky had not diminished. Tied together, we hid under the stomachs of the horses and waited until the rain stopped before leaving." Hans did not speak. The three horses are their partners, property, and the most important props. Without horses, they lost their identity and became exactly like those lowly refugees. They would rather go hungry to feed their horses first, but now they can only sacrifice these precious partners.

Ravel and Hans silently took out the twine and tied the horses together. Both knew that this was not a solution. The rain has poured them through, and even if they hide under the horse's belly, they will not last long unless the rain stops soon. Haas knelt in the mud, crossed his hands, and tremblingly prayed to the benevolent Lord of Radiance to stop the rainstorm, disperse the dark clouds, and let the sun reappear.

Haas prayed over and over again, the rainstorm hua hua kept going underground, just as he was desperate, Ravel rushed out from under the horse’s belly, jumped excitedly and waved, "Help! We are here This! For the sake of Lord of Radiance.....Save us!"

Ravel’s efforts were not in vain. The three silhouettes on the rain screen noticed the movement here and asked them come over. Haas crawled out of the mud, jumping and screaming while hugging Ravel. When the three people approached, they only saw the two men huddled together, screaming, laughing, and crying like crazy.

"You are really lucky, our team is not far ahead. Let's go!"

The man in the front of the dress looked up and down Ravel and Hans, and waved , The huge umbrella was opened, blocking the roaring rain. Haas was not surprised, hurriedly trying to untie the rope that tied the horse, another man drew his sword forward, the sword light flashed past the horse's belly, and the hemp rope broke immediately. Ravel hurriedly pulled on the reins to comfort the frightened horses, and the two followed the three men to move forward.

After walking about two quarters of an hour, Ravel finally settled down when he saw the "shack" with the carriage as the wall and the giant umbrella as the top. The two walked into the "shed" with horses and found that there were many people inside, as well as cows and horses. A tall, fierce one-eyed person greeted him, instructed: "Give these two lucky ones The hapless guys each have a blanket, let them grill the fire and drink a bowl of hot soup."

After a while, the master and servant took off their soaked clothing, wrapped their whole body in a sheepskin blanket, and sat down. In front of the brazier, while roasting on the fire, he gulped the steaming broth. After two bowls of hot soup, Ravel felt that he was alive again, and he began to observe the surrounding environment cautiously.

A dozen single wooden "sheds" are like mushrooms, layer upon layer covering this a side World, all around bull carts and carriages are the walls of the sheds, and one of the carriages is better than ordinary nobles carriage is more than double the size. The people in the shed are either elite guards or well-trained attendants. Those cows and horses are also particularly strong. Ravel even saw four pure-blooded Merel horses. He is now completely certain that this is a noble caravan. .

As Ravel was observing the team, one-eyed person Gru was also checking his items.

"A bucket of kidney beans, eleven golden sols, fifty-two silver sols, 230 copper sols, two steel daggers, a short sword, tsk tsk, There are actually three hand crossbows... sheepskin scrolls, quill pens... what is this? Harp? Bagpipe!" Gru touched the back of his head, said with a smile: "It turns out to be a bard Ah!"

A young guard asked curiously: "Captain, what does the bard do?"

"A bunch of likable liars." Gelug's There was a look of nostalgia in the one-eyed, and said with a smile: "Go! Let's see the troubled bard."

I saw the one-eyed person walking over with a few guards, Ravel hurriedly got up, stroked his chest and saluted, "Good day, sir. Thank you for saving our lives. I am Ravel, the bard from the Eastern Alliance, and this is my faithful servant Hans." Then, Ravel quietly kicked his servant, Hans quickly dropped the half-eaten flesh and bones, and bowed to Grusch like his master.

War Bear Mercenaries once rescued a bard, who claimed to have a noble bloodline, was arrogant, ignored the mercenaries who rescued him, and finally deceived the mercenary group A sum of money escaped. However, the mercenary group also learned to write from him and made some useful contacts. Now, the bard respectfully calls himself an adult, which makes Gru very proud.

"I'm Captain Gru, Viscount Randal's guard." Gru arrogantly lifted his chin and said, "It's the cold water season. You won't stay in the town and run What are you doing in the wild?" Without waiting for Ravel to answer, Gru asked: "Did you lie to someone else's money and have to run away?"

Ravel and Hans looked at each other in Blank dismay, Gru knew he had guessed right, and couldn't help laughing.

"My lord, I just won some money in the tavern. Those who lose money are not forgiving, so..." Ravel explained in a low voice, and Grew shook his hand. Said: "I don't care if you gamble or cheat. Since the lord has ordered you to rescue you, I will not drive you out."

"Is the Viscount Randal sending someone to rescue us? I must thank you face to face. Your honorable Viscount." Ravel said in surprise.

Glu squinted at Ravel and said coldly: "Is your lord the one you want to see? Wait here obediently and honestly."

"Yes! Yes!" Ravel watched Gru leave, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

In the evening, the torrential rain gradually turned into moderate rain. The soldiers in the camp lit three braziers and began to prepare for dinner today. It didn't take long for the two big pots to be licked with steaming heat. On the other side, two attendants dedicated themselves to grilling a fat yellow goat. The golden grease rolled into the bonfire, bursting out a little fire star, and the seductive aroma made the master and servant swallow non-stop.

After the game is grilled, the waiter removes the yellow lamb on the grill, and skillfully uses a knife to decompose the tender lamb on the outside into two delicate silver plates. Two delicate waitresses Holding up the silver plate, walked towards the two noble carriages respectively. Hans stared at the maid's straight butt, while Ravel stared at the door of the largest carriage.

The maid gently knocked on the carriage, the door was opened, bright candlelight spilled out of the carriage, a snow-white beautiful slender hand took the silver plate, and the door was closed again. It is this short surprise, that beautiful jade hand is deeply imprinted on the bottom of Ravel's heart.

Until the night, the Viscount did not summon Ravel's master and servant. Hansen was already asleep, and Ravel was wrapped in a felt blanket, tossing and turning, he kept imagining in his heart how beautiful the owner of the slender hand should be.

In the morning of second day, the master and servant of Ravel was awakened. At this time, the rain had stopped. The soldiers and attendants were busy cleaning the camp. They put away the huge umbrellas and set the carriage. Gru came over and said to Ravel, "wash up, and wait for the adult's call."

Ravel and Hans finished washing, and carefully sorted out their clothes. After confirming that there was no negligence, he was patient. Waiting for Master Viscount's call.

In Ravel’s eager eyes, the carriage door was pushed open, and a delicate boot stepped out first, and then the slim silhouette came into Ravel’s eyes, as the snow-white slender hands Ravel finally couldn't help looking at the face of the slender master when he was on the threshold.

The bright red hair is turned into an elegant lady's bun, the eyes of jade green are a little more color than emeralds, and the beautiful, jade-like nose is filled with bright red lips, white There was a faint spring feeling on his face, and as his eyes flowed, Ravel's mind became blank. The face he had imagined countless times was not as good as the smile of this stunning beauty.

Ravel stared blankly at the beauty getting off the car. He just wanted to crawl in front of her, kiss her boots, and praise her with the most beautiful poetry. But this beauty didn't care about the goose-like bard, she gently stepped aside, and another red-haired beauty stepped down into the carriage. When he saw this lady, Ravel could hardly breathe, they were actually identical twins!

Two beauties stood outside the car door and stretched out the same jade hand. A black-haired and dark-eyed teenager walked off the carriage with their slender hands. Ravel’s heart was immediately raged. Engulfed by the fire. Although this young nobleman has a beautiful appearance, even better than the twin beauties, in Ravel's eyes it is so hateful and hateful.

Seeing Ravel standing still, Hans knew that his old problem had committed again, so he pinched his butt vaguely and fiercely. The severe pain awakened Ravel, he quickly lowered his hands and made a humble and honest appearance. The young Viscount did not pay attention to the poet's behavior. He stretched out his arm toward the car door, and a beautiful and charming lady walked out of the car again. With the help of the young aristocrat, she walked down the carriage gracefully, white and clean. There was also this faint blush on the face, and the blue eyes stared at the face of the young nobleman, with deep affection in his eyes.

Three? Why is it not me in the carriage! ? Ravel lamented in his heart.

"Good morning, Victor. You look good." Count Elliott greeted Victor with a warm smile on his face.

"Good morning, Lord Elliott." Victor has a hot face, and he hasn't been able to control his blood yet.

It's really tender, what's so sorry about it...

Elliott changed the subject in due course, "This is the troubled traveler you rescued yesterday?"

"Your name is Ravel? Are you a bard?" The conversation between Gru and Ravel could not be hidden from Victor's perception.

Several attendants quickly spread tarpaulins on the ground, set up a round table and chairs, Victor and Elliott greeted each other and sat down separately.

Count Elliott asked with interest: "The bard? The bloodline of that family?"

"My lord, I am the bloodline of the Grantour family." Ravel performed an old noble courtesy.

"Grantour?" Elliott can't remember the name of this family.

Ravel explained quietly: "Grantull is a family of the Eastern Alliance..."

"Oh." Elliott heard Grantull It was a nobleman of Eastern Alliance, and his attitude immediately became cold.

The bards are neither aristocrats nor free people. To be precise, they are the aristocrats of the free people. When the noble bloodline was left to the vassal family, and this family failed to become a family, a few generations later, the noble bloodline in the vassal family became extremely thin, and their children and grandchildren could no longer be awakened as Knights, let alone the money. To go to school, the second son in the family can only find a way out by himself, and being a bard is the choice of most people.

In the history of human nobility, there have been many outstanding bards, including Peak Knight. They love freedom, pursue spiritual satisfaction, are proficient in music and literature, and create gorgeous poems and heroic hymns. They are highly sought after by the nobles and regarded as guests by the lords. These great bards focus on Knight, poet, and singer. They like to be knights and righteous. The common people regard them as heroes and legendary. The church calls these Knight-errants who help the people knight-errant.

The heroic feat of knight-errant is widely circulated in the human kingdom, and is continuously praised. This makes the children of poor family background and noble bloodline yearning for this romantic career. This has also led to the uneven quality of the bards, especially those of the Eastern Alliance, who often do disgraceful things in order to make a living.

Eastern Alliance is a place of exile for prisoners. The noble bloodline there has long been ruined by Suse Kingdom and Borui Kingdom. Out of a hundred people, at least dozens of them will claim to have noble bloodline. . Elliott certainly didn't put Ravel in his eyes, but Victor was very interested in the bard before him.

In Victor's view, these low-level poets connect the aristocratic class and the civilian class. They travel north and south, experienced and knowledgeable. They are the messengers of information and rumors, and they have the characteristics of brokers and messengers.

"Ravel, where are you from? What news can you tell me?" Victor is accustomed to the era of information explosion and is eager to know news from far away.

Ravel refreshed, and he was waiting for this opportunity.

"Honorable lord, I am from the Eastern Alliance. I traveled through the Borui Kingdom, Suse Kingdom, through Naville Kingdom, and came to Gambis Kingdom. I want to enjoy the scenery of Centaur Hills. You want to hear that. News?"

Victor lightly said with a smile: "Just talk about some major event."

"Half a year ago, Queen Suse Ai Leiano Your Majesty held a grand event Banquet, entertaining the visiting elves bloodline nobles..." Ravel secretly observed Victor’s expression and saw that he did not express his displeasure. eldest son Raymond.Peter’s inheritance rights, the second son Meister was the heir..."

"oh?" Victor asked nonchalantly: "What caused Raymond .Peter to be Deprived of the right to inheritance?"

"It is rumored that Raymond Young Master had an affair with Duke Peter’s personal maid...The Duke was very angry when he learned about it, and executed the steward of Raymond Young Master and imprisoned Raymond in the Seventh National Congress of the Communist Party of China. Ogar Island in the Union Island."

"Interesting. Keep talking." Victor said with a smile.

"This...King Naville personally beheaded an ogre warlord..."

Count Elliott sneered: "This is the Naville royal family paying you Praise the feat of Rekis Your Majesty, right?"

"Yes...Yes." Ravel said obediently and honestly.

Victor couldn't help feeling a little when he looked at Ravel in a panic. If little Baron hadn’t awakened the bloodline, he was probably a bard, recruiting a servant, wandering around with three horses, doing art for a living, praying that one day he would be appreciated by a certain great character and get a share to make a living. Errands, or joining a wealthy freedman merchant family, may also die silently in a corner.

Thinking of this, Victor said to Gru instructed: "Replenish them with supplies and reward them with 100 gold Sol."

Ravel was overjoyed and praised: "The noble Viscount My lord, thank you for your generosity. May you be brilliant, and may the beautiful Viscountess be young forever."

Judy in the Viscountess dress smiled like a flower, while Sister Alina's face was cold. Two cold murderous auras caused Ravel to shrink his neck, and the Goddess in his heart was gone.