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After discussing with Montetier and Yilufa, we decided to search eastward. For I thought that heading eastward was closer to the "Town of Marais," and that Fat Barenci had been off the road for several days, and that he would not fail to consider supplies.
We walked eastward for about two days and still found no sign of Beatrille and Fatty Valenci. In desperation, we entered the town of "Malai", ready to take a rest before continuing our search.
After we settled in, I went to the mayor. I hoped that the mayor could give me some personnel help. After all, the search range of the three of us was limited. After I presented Silent Richard's letter, the mayor promised me all help, including horses. But we have to recruit the personnel ourselves.
The next day, at dawn, Montetier and I came to the central square of the town of "Marais". I put up a recruitment notice next to the bulletin board, and soon people came to sign up. By the afternoon, we had recruited 20 people. Montetier asked those who signed up to go back and make preparations. They would gather here in the square tomorrow morning. Then Montetier and I went to the mayor and made a list of items to be purchased. By the way, we asked the clerk to prepare a list of recruiters. backup. It was already late when we returned to our residence, so everyone rested early.
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"Monsieur DuBoer, Monsieur Montetier, please send me my brother all the way!"
We were counting the number of people in the square when Bitril suddenly fell from the sky.
"Bitrel!" I hugged Bitril tightly in excitement, completely ignoring Montetier and the two statues that came along the way.
My hands were shaking with excitement. I didn¡¯t expect to see Beatle here at all. For a moment, all my strength seemed to be suddenly drained away, and I collapsed in Bitril's arms.
"Master Diboer! Diboer!" Bitril was so frightened by my appearance that she almost cried.
"It's okay, Beatle, Dibor may be too happy. He" Montetier couldn't help comforting the little girl, and didn't bother to wipe the tears under his mask.
"Bang! Kaka!" A bear hug rushed over all the way, choking the excited people.
"I said, um, let's go. Can you let go? I can't breathe." I struggled to push away this guy, but I couldn't put in the effort.
"Fork! Fuck you!"
Those men who had just been recruited were more excited than us when we reunited. One by one roared crazily:
"Master Thugsby! I sold my baby's fucking famous brand "Tailor Zhang" dress just to borrow a donkey. Now I don't make any money, why don't I beat him to death!" A middle-aged man squatted on the ground. Hug my head and cry.
"You guy who deserves a beating! Give me back my butcher's knife! Otherwise I'll beat you to death!" A strong man next to him was running after a young man who looked like his son.
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We came to the town meeting hall together, returned the things to the mayor, and after saying a lot of thanks, I noticed the knight who appeared with Beatrille.
"This is Knight Trick who came to Washington. It was he who rescued me from Fat Barensi." Bitril introduced to everyone apologetically.
"Sington? The royal city of the Grand Duchy of Patek?" Montetier asked.
"Yes, I am Trik who came to Washington City." The young knight replied politely.
"Trick from Washington? Trick?" Montetier touched the non-existent beard under the mask, as if thinking about something.
In order to thank Trik, the knight of Washington, I specially invited the mayor and a group of enthusiastic "retrieval team" members to hold a grand banquet in the town of "Marais". That night, everyone came home drunk.
After one night, a group of us said goodbye to everyone in "Malai" town and returned to Hasvi. Knight Trick of Washington insisted on going to the "Golden Lion" city with us, so he also came with us.
"Friend Trick, does your family have a large territory?" Looking at Trick's bright dark-patterned armor, I was not only envious but also envious.
"It's not a big deal. My family doesn't have any territory. We just do some spices and salt business. It's not too big." Trick said very "modestly".
"Ah! Then you are richer than Grand Duke Patek! I heard that salt is more expensive than gold." Along the way, Trick felt that his whole body was shining brightly and golden.
This Trick is really humble. I looked at the happy Bitril beside me and said:
"Friend Trick, I think you should take off your armor, otherwise you and your horse will not be able to bear it."
¡°Thank you, friend Diboer, it¡¯s not that I don¡¯t want to take it off, but,"Trick's face turned red again.
¡°But I really can¡¯t take it off!¡±
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After working on it for a long time, Yilufa and I helped Trick take off the heavy armor. But to be honest, this guy's armor is really good: the armor plates are exquisitely crafted and engraved with flying dragon patterns; the materials used in the rivets are all high-quality alloys; the belt of the armor is definitely the best I have ever seen, and the lining is also very good. Armor coats are made of multiple layers of cotton. You must know that the cotton here is sold in grams.
Taking off his armor and cloak, Trick changed into a short black robe with silver trim and stood tall and graceful in front of everyone.
"Wow! Mr. Trik is so handsome!" he said in surprise.
¡°Trick is very handsome: brown shawl curly hair, fine and handsome facial features, tall and well-proportioned figure, and every gesture exudes a charming charm. That's definitely a natural temperament, I can swear.
"Dipor, do you think this Trick is a bit mysterious?" Montetier said to me privately.
"Don't you think so? I think Fatty Barenci is too mysterious, and the adult behind him who hasn't revealed the fog yet?" I think there must be a mysterious conspiracy between Fatty Barenci and his adult.
"Yeah! I've thought about it too. But Valenci is dead and the clues are broken again. But I think there should be something else that we have missed?" Montetier also found this matter very troublesome.
"what is it then?"
Montetier and I were both lost in thought for a moment.
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It took us three full days before we returned to Hasvi. After seeing us, Lord Silent Richard asked Stanton to be released from under house arrest. This aggrieved man burst into tears as soon as he saw Beatle and me. I wanted to comfort him, but Stanton beat me up. Looking at my bruised and fat face, this guy actually hugged me tightly again.
"Thank you my friend!"
I didn¡¯t say anything because I knew that this was my friend!
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Back to Hasvi, we plunged into intense training without much rest. After all, after going through so much, I didn¡¯t have much time left to prepare.
??Unconsciously, 2 months have passed, and Hasvi has also ushered in the cold winter.
"Isn't this guy Trick here yet? In this damn weather, he keeps us waiting for him. Damn him!" Stanton kept waving his hands while riding the horse.
The winter in Hathway is really cold. Winter has just begun and there was a heavy snowfall. No, we stopped training for a day to prepare to go hunting outside the city so that we could come back and have a hotpot or something.
"Friends, I'm here, hi! Sorry to keep you waiting. Hehe." This guy Trick finally appeared.
"What are you doing? You've been waiting here for a long time. Oops, I'm freezing to death!" he said, rubbing his red nose uncontrollably.
"Trick, where are your two followers? Are they not here?" I asked. (We already knew from Bitril that Trick had two powerful swordsman bodyguards. That guy was still mysterious and never mentioned it.)
"What follower? Will the noble knight Trick need bodyguards?" This guy's mouth is not ordinary.
"Forget it, are you going to repay the Lord Knight like that? I'm laughing so hard. Haha," Stanton laughed. (After two months of hanging out, we have become best friends.)
Amid the roars of laughter from a few of us, Trick took the lead on his horse and ran away.
"Trick! You kid is acting up again. Stop!" After saying that, the three of us laughed and followed.
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After a day of hunting, the harvest was not small: I shot a small wild boar and a stag; Stanton shot three foxes and a pheasant; Trick shot two pheasants and three rabbits; I shot empty-handed all the way. Back. (This guy only knows how to use an axe, and he can¡¯t throw such a big ax far.)
Under my guidance, Bitril made a big pot of soup. Montetier made a rare move to blend the soup ingredients. Stanton and others hurriedly helped slaughter the prey. After working on it for a long time, "Dipole Hot Pot" was finally completed. .
Bishop Marga and Lord Silent Richard also came with their families, and a large group of us had a wonderful "hot pot" meal. The cabin was filled with warmth and happiness for a while, and the joyful laughter floated far, far away.
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A week has passed since the "hot pot" party. Stanton and I started packing our bags to go to the royal city of "Berestia". Trick received a letter from Clinton a few days ago and returned home early. He said that he would wait for us at the Cavaliers Competition after he finished handling the matter.
A few days ago it was the last day of November. After bidding farewell to Bishop Marga and Marquis Silent Richard, we left Hathway and headed all the way to "Visport". We plan to board the ship in Vis and head north from the east coast, arriving at the end point 10 days later: "Berestia", the venue for the Holy Malaga Imperial Knights Competition.
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