I, the Lord of the End

Chapter 36, Torrential Rain

Huge pieces of mud, rotten cabbage, rotten eggs, disgusting smoked fish and fruit crazily fell on the young man who was tied up with thick twine. He was already covered in disgusting juice and his messy brown hair Clumped, half of the face is covered by hair, only a very thin piece of clothing is on the body, and there are obvious signs of injury.

Eye of the Falcon!

Well, there were signs of bandages on the calf, thigh, wrist and back. Sid observed the young man's state, there were minor injuries, and the non-serious wounds had already scabbed.

The young man looked exhausted and exhausted. Facing the crowd's shouting and scolding, he was a little flustered, but he also felt a little resigned to his fate. There was no such strong resistance.

The Falcon's Eye continued to observe. The young man's face was bruised and his lips were sallow. It was obvious that he had been hungry for a long time, and then his hands and feet were also terribly cold. Facing the excitement of the crowd, the young man defended again weakly: "I'm not Hua. Agent Lace, I am Bennett, an imperial exempt soldier."

"Impossible, you Wallace spy! Wait to die!"

"Kill him, kill him, hit him hard, I want to see him bleed."

"Cut his flesh with a knife, he has brought us too many disasters."

People were excited, and it was hard to imagine that these peasants who usually worked numbly would show such violent and violent emotions at this time.

This is also the reason why Sid doesn't like to stay in the wolf. The wolf is very hostile to outsiders. Even if he has an ID card, he will probably be scratched, not to mention that this guy doesn't have one?

In the local area of ​​the Wolf Principality, this kind of behavior is called "gold mining". At this time, these outsiders will generally be slandered as "devil believers", "virtual cult believers", "boundary-breaking demon believers" and so on. They will be directly tried publicly.

Of course, there is now another kind of "catching Wallace spies".

But Sid remembers that the werewolf knew the truth of sustainable harvesting before. It seems that the recent war has indeed made life a lot harder for the werewolf. First, the hatred for outsiders further fermented, and then the recent difficult situation led to an emotional explosion. I can't control that much anymore, I have to take a vent and vent it fiercely.

After thinking about it, Sid still decided to keep a low profile and ignore such things. The Eternal God of the Ring God seemed very indifferent to this. He had already passed the age of passion and impulsiveness. In his previous life, many people taught him by example " Don't meddle in your own business, just take care of yourself", so he just wanted to hurry up and hand in the entrustment and get the money.

"Your Excellency! Your Excellency! Help!" It's a pity that Sid's figure is really eye-catching, not to mention that he is carrying the corpse of a shadow dire wolf. The people tied to the pillar finally saw hope after seeing Sid's appearance: "I I am not a spy, I am an imperial soldier!"

"What about the teammate? Teammate, save me, don't ask me." Sid said lazily.

"I got separated from my comrades." The face of the person on the pillar was covered with mud, and there were marks of his nose and face swollen from being hit by stones: "Please! I am Senior Bennett of the Central Army's Bad Wolf Military Region. Exemption Bing! I lost my nameplate!"

"?" Sid stopped, and he turned around to signal the farmers to get out of the way.

"Your Excellency, don't listen to his lies!"

"This man is the Wallace agent."

A butcher with a meat cleaver in his hand and a greasy and filthy apron came up and said to Sid, "Don't bother your attention here, let us solve it ourselves!"

"Crack~" At this moment, a thunder blasted from the thick clouds, and the pale electric light illuminated the dim sky, which also slightly eased the crazy mood of the excited local townspeople.

"It's going to rain, go back and collect your clothes, bacon and dried grains." Sid pointed to the sky to signal to everyone, with a sincere tone: "It's hard to grow something all year round, everyone, don't suffer because of this kind of thing." loss."

"Besides, there is nothing on this man. Do you think his hundred pounds is wild boar or domestic pork?" Sid came to the young man and patted him on the shoulder with his hands: "At best, it's eunuchs." Chicken, no more, you are not staring at those two meatballs, are you?"

"Hahahahahahahahaha!" The wolves liked this kind of vulgar jokes, and when they heard Sid say this, they all burst into laughter.

That's right, this is our evil werewolf.

"Okay, you also took away this man's things. I don't think he is a spy, so just give him to me." Sid said smoothly.

"Your Excellency! This is too cheap for him!" An adult male who is obviously the head of the village said very dissatisfied: "This kid can't even show his identity card. Even if he is not a spy, he must be a devil believer!"

"If he is really a devil believer, can you still catch him?" Sid smiled: "Jupiter, man-eaters must be cursed, I am just making an analogy, do you really treat him like a capon?" ? How long has it been since you had meat?”

"Hahahahahahaha!" The villagers put Bennett down.

"Thank you, thank you, sir, thank you very much, what's your address?" Bennett was let down from the stake, he was very grateful to Sid, and immediately gave Sid a standard military salute.

"My name is Ezekyle, Ezekyle Abaddon." Sid nodded, "Come with me, are you still hungry?"

"Uh..." The young Bennett exempt soldier looked embarrassed. He subconsciously wanted to straighten his body and straighten his hair, but he "hissed" because of the pain in his body. He bared his teeth but didn't have the strength to make any more expressions.

"Boom~" There was thunder in the sky, and the Bennett exempt soldier subconsciously cast his eyes on Sid's white hair, as if he wanted to speak but then closed his mouth, just looking at him with his eyes.

"It's going to rain soon." Sid sighed, "Based on what I know about the weather here, it's going to be a heavy rain, and it may last for a few days."

"Then let's arrange a place to shelter from the rain?" Bennett said subconsciously, and then he spread his hands awkwardly: "Can you help me? Brother, I really have nothing..."

"Come with me, I just want to find a place to stay." Sid didn't say much, he said to Bennett: "Be hungry, let's have a good meal, but before that, obviously I want you to take a shower first, I don't like eating next to the pigsty."

"Me too...Thank you." Bennett hung his head, he really didn't know how to thank Sid.

"Let me hand in the task first." Sid pointed to the shadow dire wolf on his body: "We must hurry up."

"What a complete fur, bro, you can do it!" Bennett tried to talk to the follower Sid on the way to the lord's mansion: "The shadow dire wolf is extremely fast, and it is difficult to pierce the eyes." !"

"Then how much do you think this fur is worth?" Sid said casually.

"I don't know about that, about... 100 gold crowns?" Bennett's eyes moved, his stomach gurgled, and the stench of his body was continuously poured into his nasal cavity.

Sid didn't answer, and turned in the task to the lord, and got 10 gold crowns and a stinky face from the lord, and Sid asked the baron to issue a certificate to Bennett.

After coming out of the lord's mansion again, there was a strong wind, the forest was swaying, and the sky was covered with fine and dense drizzle. It was wet and cold, making people uncomfortable. Sid took Bennett to the only hotel in the town.

The name of this hotel is "Brown Bear Hotel". There is a wooden sign hanging on an iron chain at the door, with a pattern of brown bears and the logo of Ursus on it. Drinking in the middle of the night, the floor is paved with wood, and there are dirty food residues and dishes on many dark and greasy tables. When outsiders appeared, they uniformly responded with hostile and hateful eyes.

"The white-headed man!"

"Where is the nobleman from? Or a foreign officer?"

"Looks like an adventurer."

"Adventurers? Oh, gods, how could a white-headed man be an adventurer?"

The werewolves whispered, but no one dared to come up and make trouble.

The hotel owner is a middle-aged man with a beard. He squinted his eyes when he saw Sid appear, but he still came out from behind the bar: "Welcome, what do you want?"

"Double room, arrange a bath for this brother, and prepare a table of high-end meals." Sid said to the hotel owner.

"5 silver coins for a double room, 2 silver coins for a bath, and I'll charge you 10 copper coins for meals for two people." The innkeeper immediately changed his attitude when he heard Sid's local accent: "It's 7 silver shillings and 10 copper finnies in total. Just accept a round number of 7 silver shillings, you are a local wolf from the accent, welcome home, I will send you two glasses of barley wine, the lone wolf returning home this season is always special."

"Thank you, and get him your old clothes by the way." Sid paid the money, and Falcon's Eye noticed that Bennett behind him couldn't wait to try it: "Are you used to taking a shower alone?"

"It's a bit... well, I mean it's okay to take a bath alone." Bennett was already hungry and tired, and he said wearily: "Can you hurry up? I doubt I can make it to the back."

"Come with me, damned stranger, today's your lucky day," said the innkeeper impatiently to Bennett, spattering him all over.

The young soldier clenched his fists and his eyes were burning with mad hatred. He subconsciously glanced at Sid, who was with the old god, and finally nodded in agreement.

Sid was left to find a booth by the window and sit down.

The wind is howling outside, and the rain is pouring down. The small town in the Black Forest is like an isolated island in the ocean, trembling in the turbulent ocean. The roar of flash and thunder.

The windows were shaking and there was no light in the hotel lobby except the dim light of candles and fires.

Sid closed his eyes, enjoying the quiet moment in the heavy rain at dusk, and he recalled a lot in this moment.

Hurriedly carrying countless missions along the way, it was rare to have such a moment of leisure. The beautiful boy who was unable to move because of the heavy rain was sitting there.

About 15 minutes later, Bennett, who had a shower, came out wearing the old clothes of the innkeeper. The guy who took a shower looked a little handsome, a young man with fine features.

A round-faced, brown-haired young girl came to them with dinner, and Sid ordered a high-end set meal: mead, lamb chops with skin on, puff pastry, cake, large buttered cheese bread, and some black Forest sausage.

Bennett didn't care about anything, just took a spoon and ate it sweetly. He wolfed down a whole piece of roast meat with skin and stuffed it into his mouth, biting it so that the fat splashed out. He looked really hungry.

"Thank you." Sid thanked the round-faced girl very politely. The sincere smile of the white-haired boy Sunshine instantly made the brown-haired round-faced young girl blush. She said shyly, "No, it's fine~"

"Boom!" Before the girl finished speaking, the sound of slapping the table in the lobby directly overwhelmed the sound of the storm outside. Several drunk local strong men rolled up their sleeves and approached Sid and Bennet with unfriendly expressions. Surrounded by special groups.

One of the strong men with a thick beard and a lot of tattoos walked up to Sid. He picked up the beer glass and put it next to Sid's ear, and put his face only five centimeters away from Sid. He said gruffly: "Why do our wolf compatriots continue to sacrifice their lives for the country every day, and the damn war tax is also increasing, but the nobles of the Holy Flame City are still declaring that they have won the victory?"

Five or six burly men crowded forward fiercely, their strong body odor and the smell of poor-quality ale poured into Sid's mouth and nose, and the two of them had already clenched their fists.

In an instant, swords were on the verge of breaking out in the lobby, and the hotel owner seemed to have no intention of intervening at all, while the diners around were eager to watch the show.

Bennett put down the barbecue with an excited expression on his face and wanted to dismiss these troublemakers, but he could only sit down after realizing that he was injured in many places and didn't even have a weapon. Do not allow yourself to position.

Sid was not in a hurry, he raised his beer glass and said in pure wolf dialect: "Because the Wallace jackal can kill fewer and fewer wolf people!"

"?" Bennett's forehead was full of question marks.

What the hell kind of logic is this?

However, what happened next far exceeded Bennett's expectations.

"Hahahaha~" Several strong men looked at me and I looked at you, and laughed loudly together. They sang and clapped their hands and knocked each other's beer glasses, and the previous hostility was swept away: "Welcome home! Little brother , Welcome to the Bad Wolf Principality, good luck, cheers!"

It's right, it's right!
"Cheers!" Sid also toasted: "Bad news, a barrel of malt wine is one gold coin!"

"Aw~" Everyone booed together.

"But I have two gold coins!"

"Yeah! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha." The entire hotel lobby was full of laughter, even the hotel owner laughed out loud and gave Sid a thumbs up.

Seeing the strong men leaving contentedly, Bennett said with lingering fear: "What's going on? Why did they rush over suddenly? Then they dispersed?"

"Skinheads hate outsiders the most." Sid smiled: "Wolf girls don't marry outsiders."

"So that's it." Bennett understood in seconds, thoroughly understood.

Sid's little joke immediately distinguishes him from locals and out-of-towners: "You're amazing, and I like your sense of humor, Mr. Abaddon."

"I'm done talking about you, let's talk about you." Sid didn't answer, he turned his gaze to Bennett: "What's the matter with you?"

"Hey, it's been almost a month." Bennett sighed: "I was so hungry that I didn't have the energy to get something to eat in the forest, but I was hit by a woodcutter."

"Who made you a deserter?" Sid sneered.

Bennett was stunned, and then the guy lowered his head in shame with a flushed face.

"And your name is not Bennett." Sid continued, looking directly into the eyes of the young man in front of him: "Am I right? Nobili of the Empire?"

"...When was it exposed? Taking a bath, or eating?" The young man was silent for a few seconds before looking up into Sid's eyes.

"You were exposed from the beginning." Sid shook his head, and he put down his glass: "Only the nobles would call their ID card (Leistungsschild), how could civilians understand such a long vocabulary? Among ordinary soldiers, the ID card is only One appellation, that's a dogtag."

"...I'm used to it, but I haven't changed it." The young man didn't expect that this was the reason for exposing himself. He smiled self-deprecatingly, but showed a bit of cunning: "But if I'm not wrong, your name is not Ai Ze. Kyle Abaddon."

As the storm beat against the wooden windows, the two young men smiled at each other by the warm fire.

It seems necessary to re-understand each other.

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