king of ros

Chapter 480 Direct showdown
The three Ruriks quickly returned to the bustling and noisy camp. The place is still very lively, even more lively than when they left before, because today's game is over, and a group of victorious gamblers have been produced. , and now they are splashing gold and silver like crazy.

When the three saw this scene, Vasilko couldn't help but asked Volorida why he didn't go to the tournament, which he had always been interested in before.

And Volorida's answer is very simple, that is, after experiencing the war, he has lost interest in such battles.

After this brief interlude, the three of them came to their target, a three-story house with a walled yard behind it, and black smoke rising into the sky. It was obvious that this was a construction site. square.

Where there is a workshop, there is naturally a shop. The first floor of the house is a weapon shop. The shop is filled with all kinds of weapons, ranging from long swords to scimitars. There are many blades behind the finished products for future use. People choose, and then make it into the style they need under the requirements of customers.

Besides this, there were racks of chainmail and scale mail, and helmets of all kinds.

The clerk guarding the shop was drowsy at first, but immediately became energetic when he saw the three Ruriks approaching. Although he didn't know the identities of these three people, just looking at their temperament and the value of those few Fei's small decoration, you know the big customer is coming.

The clerk walked in to meet the three of them, and Vasilko noticed that his accent was Chernihiv's, and then he found that the shop was very busy, because the clerks in the store were putting new armor on the shelves. , and on those shelves he saw no dust.

The youngest, Rurik, recalled what his elder brother had told them: Grisha was the hottest master in the blacksmith guild, and the works of him and his apprentices had been the pursuit of nobles in Kyiv since the time of Svyatoslav Object, with the current grand occasion of this martial arts competition, his business here will definitely be better.

Volorida directly handed over what they got from the dead man to the buddy and asked him to bring it to the boss. Vasilko obviously noticed the tension on the man's face after the accident, and then he obviously forcibly calmed down the things Take it down.

This was Volorida's idea. Instead of going around and probing the master needlessly, it's better to directly get into the subject and return the things to the master, and then he can't pretend to be stupid.

The three of them waited in the store for a while, during which Rurik carefully observed the weapons and armor in the room, and tried their effects from time to time, while Volorida simply admired the gorgeous decoration of those equipment, as for Vasilko, he was thinking about how the master would deal with them next.

"Three, please come in."

The guy came out and invited them to enter the workshop, and the three of them agreed without hesitation. They knew that the master must have prepared something, but they were not afraid, it was all out of their own strength. trust.

And just in case, Rurik also dispatched a team of Kyiv battalion soldiers to wait nearby. Once the waiting time exceeds the agreed time or they hear the sound of fighting, they will rush in immediately.

Vasiliko couldn't help sighing that it's fortunate that the eldest brother is here, otherwise, according to the character of the second brother, he might just walk into the workshop without leaving any backup to deal with emergencies.

After entering the house and going through a few doors, they came to the courtyard with high walls. Just as the three of them entered, an apprentice happened to walk past carefully carrying a large iron box of charcoal. Then they saw To the whole picture of the workshop.

There are craftsmen who are making ironware everywhere. In this cold weather, they are all dressed very thinly, with only a set of leather aprons wrapped around their jackets, because the stove is emitting extremely strong heat.

The sound of knocking on ironware keeps ringing, mixed with the sound of molten iron being solidified under the impact of cold water. This is an extremely busy scene. If you are seeing such a scene for the first time, you will be surprised by it.

But the three Ruriks would not, and they even looked down upon it a bit, because they had seen this scene in Moscow that was many times more spectacular, that is, the workshop of the Moscow Blacksmiths Guild. It's nothing.

Under the leadership of the guy, the three of them came to the master Grisha. The master was standing in front of a stove that had just been extinguished, and the apprentice was taking out the unburned charcoal and putting it in the brazier.

The master who took off the blacksmith's apron put on a fur coat, which Vasilko knew, and it was not cheap.

Grisha was a strong middle-aged man in his fifties. He raised his head and looked at the three of them. His expression changed slightly, but then he returned to normal, "Three, I am very glad that you sent this letter. This is My cousin should bring something, so where is my cousin?"

"He died, in a dry waterway outside the city that no one cared about. He had been dead for several days when we found him."

Rurik replied on behalf of the crowd, while they were talking, many people surrounded them unknowingly. Judging by their attire, they were all blacksmiths and apprentices of this workshop, and Rurik showed no fear on his face.

Grisha's expression changed drastically. This answer obviously offended something. The master blacksmith just waved his hand, and those who surrounded him took out their weapons one after another.

"Lord Rurik, it's time to end this riddle. You brought this thing here. It seems that your father has finally noticed what we are doing. But I am curious why he let his son In a dangerous situation? Now that you have mastered this thing, why do you guys come again?"

"Father naturally has his arrangements."

Rurik said calmly, but he was extremely surprised under his appearance, not because the master in front of him recognized him, but because his father had something to do with the accidental investigation they started to investigate?
"Forget it, no matter what the kid's idea is, he is really stupid to send his three sons to me, guys, catch these three, don't kill them!"

Following Master Grisha's order, Volorida first knocked over the brazier filled with charcoal fire, and the ashes were scattered everywhere for a while, fascinating the eyes of those people, and then there were screams.

The three Ruriks drew their swords, and then they beheaded the person in front of them like chopping melons and vegetables. Grisha's expression changed slightly when he saw this, but he didn't panic too much because there were so many of them.

But that small hope was quickly turned into a bubble, because the sound of fighting came from the front hall, indicating that Rostislav was rushing here, and what was worse, a hole was directly broken in the nearby wall.

The three Ruriks were surprised to find that it was Domnar who rushed out of the hole first. Isn't that the father's captain?And beside him are naturally his father's soldiers, they are fully armed and fierce.

Facing the three of Rurik, Grisha's apprentices and hirelings could still maintain their courage, but facing Rostislav's personal soldiers, they had only one option, and that was to flee, the sooner the better.

Grisha's men immediately collapsed. They didn't have the guts to fight against Rostislav's subordinates. Those who were not afraid of death were cut down quickly, and the soldiers who stormed the house also came to the courtyard. The situation was already obvious.

"Is it still like this after all? Damn it."

Grisha passed a short knife over a fleeing apprentice, looked at it, hesitated for a moment, and finally wiped his neck with it.

The situation in the workshop was quickly controlled by Domhnall and others, and the three Ruriks stepped aside at this time, their faces were full of surprises, they did not expect that they would actually intervene in their father's affairs.

"Three, the Grand Duke invites you to the Vladimir Palace."

Domhnall, who had a little blood on his body, walked up to the three of them and said respectfully. Behind him, the guards were busy driving them together and controlling all parts of the workshop. The people who came were directly kicked out by them.

"It seems that we can't refuse it. Well, let's see what my father said about this mess."

Rurik said this to the two brothers, and everyone agreed.

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(End of this chapter)