Transcendent Noble

Stonetred City, slum area, Lame Dog Tavern.

The cold water season is the best time for tavern business of the year. The refugees have been busy for more than half a year, and finally have some ample money on hand, and they also have enough free time to find some fun for themselves. The savvy pub boss will use drinks, food, gambling games, soft skin and tender meat waitresses, and rare enthusiasm to dig out every fishy coin in the pockets of the homeless customers.

Four tall brawny man embraced their arms and guarded outside the oak door of the lame dog tavern, staring awkwardly at passers-by. A few vicious dogs under their feet barked loudly at the people near the tavern, eagerly rushing. Pedestrians on the street evaded one after another, avoiding the entrance of the tavern as much as possible, and seeing this scene, those real pleasure seekers immediately turned around and chose to patronize other taverns.

People who did not know thought that the boss of this tavern was in trouble, and was suppressed by gang forces, which prevented him from making a sale during the peak business season.

This kind of thing is very common. The prosperous tavern will always attract the jealousy of the peers, and this business is inextricably linked with the underground forces.

The Lame Dog Tavern is different. It is the largest, best and most fair tavern in the Stonetred City slum area. No villain dares to make trouble here. Because it is also the stronghold of the Stonetred City Thieves Guild.

The Lame Dog Hotel does not do business on the last three days of February every year. The large and small gang leaders of Stonetred City gathered here to exchange information, discuss the allocation of sites, and hand over to the police station for worship. The topics they talked about related to the theft, fraud, robbery, armed fighting, human trafficking, and murder in Stonetred City. Naturally, they should not be listened to by outsiders.

The tavern was very lively, and hundreds of fierce thugs and thugs crowded the first floor lobby. They don't have to pay for these three days of eating and drinking merrily. The gang leader has paid the tribute of the police station and will not care about spending a small amount of money to buy his henchman.

The scent of wine is accompanied by the smell of sweat, and the screams and laughter of the waitresses are sandwiched between the man's laughter and anger. Tavern Boss Casper looked at the carnival crowd with a smile. The noisy environment made him ignore the wailing of the vicious dog outside the door until the heavy oak door was pushed open heavily.

A tall and thin silhouette stands in the cold wind of assaults the senses. He looks like a youngster in his 20s. His whole body is covered by metal scaly. There are three huge criss-crossed scars on his face. He almost cut off his tall nose, making his original handsome face look like a ghost. His eyes were sharp, as if a cold sword could cut through a person's throat, wherever he pointed it was absolute silence, and the noisy tavern became quiet like a cemetery.

Youngster carried a long sword with a sheath, and walked to the bar. The crowd immediately separated from the road. A middle-aged soldier in dark blue mail followed behind him, and his boots stepped across the floor, leaving behind The next series of blood footprints from deep to shallow.

"Ghost Face Knight!"

Some thugs who attended a thieves party for the first time thought of something and couldn't help but exclaim. The companion next to him suddenly stretched out his sturdy arms, caught his hair, slammed into the wooden table fiercely, made a loud bang, and then skillfully pushed the unconscious daredevil under the table. The villains around seemed to have seen nothing, keeping the tavern quiet.

First, the ghost face Knight Lord Clark does not like others to mention ghost face. Second, he is really a Knight.

This is the conclusion drawn by the thieves of Stonetred City with six lives.

The tavern boss Casper poured two glasses of green ale with a smile, and handed them to Clark and his powerful subordinate Ron, and said graciously: "My lord, this is the new ale. The taste is very unique, you can taste it."

Clark put the long sword on the bar and took a sip from the wine glass. He only felt that the wine was bitter and spicy, making it hard to swallow. He spit out the drink, looked at the white foam in the glass, and said in a low voice, "It's hard to drink."

Soldier Ron drank the whole glass of green ale in silence. Casper noticed that the iron essence and lock armor on Ron's body had large dark red blood stains, and the corners of his eyes twitched. If Ron's blood footprints on the floor were dog blood, then the blood stains on his body must be human blood.

Clark Knight is in charge of clearing out the bandits and bandits of the Marquis in the police station. He apparently just returned from a mission, and his murderous intention is now full of breasts. Casper smelled the sweet and bloody smell, his scalp tightened, and he explained in a low voice: "My lord, the purple cane wine has been out of stock for a month. We really don't have any better wine."

"en. Let Lucy and Jenny prepare hot water, I want to go back to the room to take a bath." Clark ordered, and brought up the long sword, leading Ron to the second floor of the tavern.

About five months ago, the Lame Dog Tavern welcomed four uninvited guests, headed by Ghost Face Clark. He booked three rooms with fireplaces and occupied two of the most beautiful waitresses. Every day, he lived for more than ten days but refused to pay a copper sol. The tavern boss is fair in business, but also not good, he has a way to deal with free-for-nothing customers. When the waitresses figured out their origins and a full 48 Kinsoul wallets, Casper decided to follow the rules, leaving the money bags, and then selling the people to the mines for hard labor.

That night, more than a dozen sturdy gangsters broke into Clark's private room and were killed six on the spot. Seeing that the situation was out of control, Casper hurriedly greeted the security soldiers outside to come forward and suppress it. Clark took out a sheepskin document without a hassle. The attitude of the wolf-like security soldiers changed drastically and respectfully invited them to the security station.

The thieves’ union inquired about the news overnight, and Casper learned that Clark was actually a noble Knight, and he was almost not scared to death. He didn't expect even more. Early in the morning of the second day, Lord Clark returned and moved into the original room, where Jenny and Lucy became his dedicated maids. He treated the lame dog tavern as his home here, and lived for nothing until now.

Casper is puzzled. Shouldn't Lord Knight live in a villa in the noble quarter? If it doesn't help, you can also choose a hostel in the vassal area. Why does Clark Knight stay in the slum area? Casper didn't dare to ask, nor did the thieves' union in Stonetred City, because Clark was already the captain of the police station, specializing in clearing the bandit camps of the marquis. Every time he went out half a month, he was always covered in blood when he came back, and Ron was the only four soldiers left. The thieves' union confirmed through the relationship that Clark Knight personally killed at least 67 fierce bandits. Over time, the reputation of Ghost Face Knight began to circulate in the underground forces of Stonetred City.

Clark came upstairs and glanced at the trembling with fear villain thugs with contempt.

He believes that his current strength is not inferior to most junior Knights, but he is not arrogant enough to think that he can beat a hundred. In fact, among these villains, there is no lack of martial arts masters. If they don't care about life and death, they swarm up and use the narrow space, as long as they are willing to sacrifice a dozen people, they may not be able to kill him. But in the face of Knight, the villain has no fighting spirit at all, just like a lone wolf that can't kill no matter how many sheep are alone, it will only become a prey under the wolf's claws.

Of course, the main reason why the gangsters fear the ghost face Knight is that he is the subordinate of the sheriff Wamon. Any thieves’ union must rely on the forces of the police station to survive. According to the Stonetred City gangster, the ghost face Knight can be counted as his own person.

The Ghost Face Knight is Todd. He managed to get the attention of Warmon, the Sheriff of Stonetred City, and managed to get into the jail. But Lord Valmon did not arrange him in the city, but sent him out to do dirty work-the free private camp led by the Marquis of Qing and Suppression.

Free private camps are actually bandit camps. They steal the wild resources of the territory and rob and kill the refugees who pass by. They are extremely evil. However, free private camps also have their own backstage. Just like the thieves’ union in the city obeys the police station, the freedmen’s bandits in the wild have a deep connection with the city defense forces. Because they can help the city defense army monitor the situation in the field, limit the range of activities of the monster, and looting caravans and passengers that do not take official roads.

Todd led the security soldiers to clear the bandit camp, and encountered fierce resistance. Three of the four secret warriors handed to him by Viscount Randal died. He realized that the sheriff of Stonetred City did not coordinate with the commander of the city defense army at all, and he was involved in the internal struggle between the police station and the city defense army. Besides handing over his newcomer to the warlock, Todd couldn't think of a second possibility. However, Todd didn't care about the sheriff's plot against. He stayed in the thieves of Stonetred City for a few months, and all the things that should be checked were found out.

Just when Todd informed Barritt to close the net, he received a new order. Barritt asked him to stand still for the time being to investigate the military deployment of Stonetred City, road patrols in the territory, the deployment of guard posts, and the location of bandit camps. This order made Todd both horrified and excited. The Ludwig Count’s car happened to pass by Stonetred City, Lord Randal is very likely to plot a major event. Todd was thrilled to think that he could contribute to the major event of the host. As for the question of being silenced by the master, he disdains it. From the moment he took the golden potion, Todd put his life on the Randal Family clan's gambling table, and he wanted his loyalty to bet on a brilliant future.

Once a real gambler has placed a bet, he no longer thinks about withdrawing his bet.

After taking a hot bath and changing his clothes, Todd hurried to the police station with Ron.

The sheriff Wamon met him immediately. After listening to his mission report, Lord Valmon asked in a kind tone: "Clark, you have always lived in a lower-class people hotel, with the respect of a nobleman. Why not move to the trout hotel in the vassal area? Or, Rent a small villa in the noble district. With your annual salary of 300 kimsols, you can save a little and can afford to live in a villa."

Todd touched the scar on his face, said with a bitter smile: "My lord, I don't have money..."

When Warmon Dwymick first met Todd, he thought he was a wild Knight. But Todd confessed that he was once the secret Knight of Duke Eriksson and is now a fugitive from the Kingdom of Dodo. With four followers, he ran from Centaur Hills to Stonetred City in order to find a way out for his youth companions. But he couldn't get in touch with his friends, so he could only stay in a lower-class people hotel temporarily. Afterwards, Wamon found the companion Todd spoke of-Kerry, the clerk of the Stonetred City Council. Kerry confirmed Todd's identity to Warmon.

Considering that Tao De’s sword skills are exquisite and he is a veteran Knight who resonates with eleven elements, Lord Valmon received the approval of the Marquis Dwymick and took him in and forged his identity again. , Renamed Clark.

Clark’s obedience is very strong. He never compromised on the order to eliminate bandits. He did not complain at all after the death of three retinues. In addition, his strength was not weaker than that of the junior Knight. Wamon moved to subdue His mind.

The sheriff pondered for a moment and asked: "Clark, do you know how the refugee bandits and gang leaders hold power?"

Todd shook the head and said: "I I haven't considered this issue."

"Security Captain should consider this issue." Wamon said with a smile: "When 10 refugees are willing to kill for you, you can control 60 refugees. If With 30 refugees obeying your orders, you can control 300 bandits. Gang leaders and bandit leaders only have to win over their minions."

"Destroying them is also easy. Just kill Turn around and a few minions, the gang or bandit group will naturally disintegrate." Wamon paused, then said: "Our nobles are different, we run the family. If the head of the family dies, he has an heir, and the family still exists. Power is always the same. So we value spouse, brother and children."

"I know what you think." Wamon drew a dash on his face and said, "Save a sum of money and buy Regenerative potion, ask the priest to help you restore the appearance of the nobleman, and then restore your reputation... A bottle of regeneration potion is worth 16,000 jinsor, I can't afford it, can you buy it?"

"This... …"

"If you have the money, you might as well buy a potion of energy and try to hit the Knight tier. But you still can't afford it." Wamon spread out his hand and shook his head: "Yes. Therefore, I can't help."

Todd was silent, with unwilling expressions in his eyes. Wamon laughed and said, "You disfigured yourself, didn't you want to avoid hunting? You restored your appearance, and even the Marquis-sama is impossible to continue sheltering you. How can you restore your reputation? As for the energy potion, you basically have no hope. "

"My lord, what do you mean?" Todd asked hesitantly.

"Just use Clark's identity and start from scratch. The appearance of the nobleman does not need to be considered." Wamon shook the head, and then asked: "Are you weird, why should I be in the water? Season, send someone to clear the free private camp?"

"My lord, I am from a secret Knight. I only know to obey orders without asking for reasons." Todd said respectfully.

"I am very satisfied with your attitude, but I still want to tell you why."

Wamon stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the streets of Stonetred City, slowly said "Since my grandfather, our family has been serving as the sheriff of Stonetred City. The soldiers in the police station are the children of our vassals. In the past few months, we have destroyed three free private camps, and you have killed three squires. And my soldiers killed 37 people. I paid a huge price to get more Fiefdom."

"The hills occupied by the migrants and bandits were useless, but now they are different. My vassals only need to build Three streams and reservoirs can build three villages and expand my lordship to 580 square kilometers. However, those refugees and bandits obey Commander Marte. If I don’t do it first, Lord Marquis will probably grant these lands to him. The Mart family."

"Speaking of which, you are the only outsider in the police station. However, you showed bravery in the battle and protected many police soldiers. They did not say good things about you in front of me. "Wamon turned around and said lightly: "You are loyal to me. I will give you a village and marry my niece to you. Although she is just an ordinary lady, she will not despise your appearance."

Todd knelt on the ground and said "excitedly": "I would like to die for the adults!"

Whether this scapegoat should be thrown away, it is not certain, how can he accept it so quickly His allegiance?

The Warmon Sheriff stepped forward and pulled Todd up, said with a laugh: "Don't worry about swearing allegiance to me... I have something for you to do."

"My lord, please let me know. "

"Wimbledon marquess reached the frontier of the family before Ludwig count left. She brought a large caravan of 300 guards and 600 people, and a dozen Barbarian followers under her. It is said that there is a Barbarian Berserker of the golden rank among them..." Varmon shook his head and sighed: "The Marquis requires the family army to be fully guarded, but the golden bird count is unwilling to meet Wimbledon marquess and insists on taking the first step. Malt does not. Ken escorted Ludwig Count and said that the city defense army should cooperate with the military mobilization of the Marquis."

The sheriff sneered and said: "I don't know what he is thinking? You disperse the three camps. Bandits, those refugees have no way to survive, either go to Stonetred City to spend the winter or seize the nest of other bandits. Ludwig count saw that the road of the Marquis is not peaceful, Malt must take the opportunity to speak ill of the police station in the Lord Marquis! There’s something wrong with Stonetred City, that’s also my responsibility."

Todd’s heart beats, peng peng, pretending to ask calmly: "My lord, you mean let me take someone to escort Luther. Vichy count?"

"You?" Wamon glanced at him, sneered: "Your face is not good, and your identity is not enough... I personally take someone to escort the golden bird count!" Immediately, he patted Todd on the shoulder again, and said: "Knight is a ghost, and the bandit leader of Stonetred City knows you. I will take most of the soldiers from the police station, and the security of Stonetred City will be handed over to you. If those bandits The gangsters have made trouble in Stonetred City, I only ask you!"

"My lord, don't worry! I will never let the law and order be ashamed!" Todd solemnly bowed a Knight salute and promised loudly. road.

Wamon was nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand and said, "I don’t have many hands left for you. You are going back to the Lame Dog Tavern to prepare... Seeing it will be freezing rain, Stonetred City can’t die too much. Refugees."

"Clark won't let the adults down." Todd Shili retired.

He walked out of the police station, looked up at the sky covered with lead clouds, and whispered with a smile to Ron, the monkey militiaman, "This freezing rain at Dwymick’s house seems not to be small. ."