Chapter 135 Is Milva drunk?
And not only Ace, but another old friend of his is still by his side.
The lion-headed sword named "Sward" by House shone brightly, tearing a water ghost in half with a horizontal slash in mid-air. Then he used his thick plate armor to resist the other water ghost. The ghost's sharp teeth grabbed the opponent's chin and pierced the opponent's chest with the long sword.
Used to kill water ghosts, it really feels like a sword covered in dust. House thought.
But it’s okay, man. In the future, Lord Earl will definitely encounter more enemies, more dangerous enemies, and we will have plenty of opportunities to show our talents.
Levin didn't know why House suddenly became so excited and could run so fast wearing such thick armor.
However, this young man from the town of Blochlon is not a warrior in his own right. He does not have the excitement of House to steal the enemy, nor does he have the strong desire to show off that Milva wants to show. The fewer enemies there are the better for him.
Quickly dodging the attack of the water ghost, and killing the last water ghost with his backhand, Levin ended the battlefield. Then he was on alert while searching the beach, and soon found everyone's target.
"Lord Earl, I found the child's... remains."
They even spent some time putting the child back together.
Lan pointed at "York Joan" and said to Leo, "Take care of your friend."
Little Leo suddenly grimaced.
But the boy didn't refuse.
Everyone rode back to the White Orchard again. The rumble of the horse's hooves attracted the attention of many villagers. When they saw the group of people heading straight towards the beekeeper's family, they couldn't help but whisper.
"Have... York Joan been found? This Lord Lannister is really as rumored..." "
No, no, I think it may be that this Lord is getting more and more angry the more he thinks about it, and wants to go to the beekeeper to settle the score. "
I'm not sure...wait a minute, is that Leo?"
Arriving at the beekeeper's house, House slapped the wooden door hard at Lan's signal, and the beekeeper's drunken voice came from inside:
" Who is this guy who suffered from the plague? I have no honey anymore, the lord has taken all my honey as taxes!" The
sweetness of the honey mixed with the unpleasant smell of alcohol hit his face, and the beekeeper looked at him ferociously. After opening the wooden door, the drunken and fierce face froze.
House sneered and said: "You have caused such a big trouble, it is a mercy of your lord that he did not hang you."
The beekeeper immediately collapsed to the ground, sweating profusely: "My lord, please show mercy... to me. The law, Sir, has been deprived of the right to hang me by the king. You can't do it either...You can't do it either, right?"
Everyone looked towards the house. In addition to the beekeeper, his wife was also He was so scared that he knelt on the ground.
She was not thin, but her exposed arms and neck were covered in bruises, bruises, pinch marks, and even small bloodshot wounds.
There was a broken wine bottle on the ground, and some glass shards could be seen in the folds of my wife's clothes.
Lann's lion eyes looked at the beekeeper indifferently. It was such a person who could unjustly kill a demon hunter traveling alone in the original novel.
The beekeeper was looked at by those emotionless eyes, and he completely lost the strength to defend himself. He really thought that Lan was here to settle accounts, so he could only lie on the ground and pray for mercy over and over again.
"I'm not here to care about your offense to me." Lann finally said, "I'm here to clear the name of the demon hunter."
Leo walked into the house holding a big cloth bag that was half the size of himself. Inside, it was handed over to York Joan's mother.
The woman seemed to have guessed something. She opened it tremblingly, and then burst into heart-piercing cries.
"Thank you, Lord Earl, thank you." The beekeeper lay on the ground, not knowing whether it was for himself or for his son.
"Look up and look at me."
The beekeeper heard the count's cold voice and did not dare to disobey. He raised his head while trembling, and what he saw was a hand glowing with white light.
"You're not sure it was the witcher who killed your child, are you?"
The beekeeper seemed to have lost his soul: "Yes." "
Then why do you do this."
"The child is gone. Catch the hunter." Demon, you can use the demon hunter's horse and sword to compensate me." The corners of
Lann's eyes trembled. He knew that this was a normal phenomenon, but it was this kind of normality that made people draw their swords and look around at a loss.
[Axi Sigil] + [Charm], and at the same time, his magic value dropped like an open pool.
"I judged you, and you repent for it. Go tell the truth to everyone you know, and let everyone in Baiguoyuan know the whole story. Otherwise, you will forget all beekeeping skills. Do you understand?
" Bee Man's face became guilty, and his eyes slowly shed two lines of tears: "I accept the trial, and I deeply regret it. I want to confess to everyone I know, and I want everyone in Baiguoyuan to know the truth. ."
The magic value dropped to a low point as if jumping off a cliff. If the [Igni] seal was used, this magic power would be enough to reduce the lord's mansion in Baiguoyuan to ashes. The two levels of [Charm] are really not suitable for this level of hypnosis.
But worth it.
At this time, the system's holy sigh came to my ears:
[Mission-Sweet Home-Completed]
Lann was no longer in the mood to stay here, so he turned around and left.
Only Leo was reluctant to leave. Before he left, he asked the beekeeper angrily: "Why do you want to do such a thing? Why do you want York Joan to do such a thing? How could he go to Mr. Snake Eyes to ask for it?" Did you get the debt?"
The beekeeper was still under the influence of the [Yaxi] seal at this moment. He replied blankly: "I didn't let York Joan go out, he disappeared on his own."
Leo's eyes widened, and suddenly Looking at York Joan's mother in the room, she had completely lost her strength from crying and passed out.
"Leo, follow up." Levin hurriedly urged him when he saw the boy lagging behind.
Before going back to rest, Lan asked House to visit Leo's home and put forward the idea of accepting Leo as a squire on his behalf.
The couple didn't know what the earl liked about Leo, but they were still grateful.
House also followed Lan's order and proposed that the couple move to Cintra, because according to Lan's memory, Leo was an orphan because Temeria was invaded by Nilfgaard, and then he was picked up by the Wolf Faction. .
Now that Leo has been accepted as a servant, there is no need to be stingy with a little effort.
Unfortunately, the couple had no worries about food and clothing in White Orchard, Temeria was at peace, and they had more than one child, Leo, so they rejected the idea of going to war-torn Cintra.
Lann didn't force it. Anyway, he decided to keep Nilfgaard out of Cintra, so the Black Sun Empire would have no chance of reaching Temeria. The couple should not have died early for this reason.
The group walked back to the White Orchard Hotel in silence, using wine and food to suppress the various emotions in their hearts.
In the end, Milva, after drinking a glass of Vizima beer, turned to Lan with a red face and asked: "Your Majesty, the boy's death... was because of his mother?" Lan shook his head
: "It doesn't matter anymore, the boy is dead. Maybe his mother wants him to get back the honey money to make her husband happy for a while and save herself from being beaten; or the child is sensible and wants to relieve the pressure for his mother; or He simply couldn't stand the atmosphere at home and ran away from home, wanting to ask Kolgrim for some living expenses before leaving. I also had some more bad guesses, but they are not important. The result is: the
boy did not come home. A man ran to the river outside the village and died. That's all."
Milva looked around with blurred eyes, grabbed House and Levin's wine glasses, and drank two more glasses of wine.
House's brows jumped at the sight: "This glass of wine will be gone after drinking it. We must be appropriately frugal now."
After saying that, he turned to Lann: "Your Majesty, Mr. Enns specially asked for it before we set off. I told you, we are no better than before..."
Lann waved his hand, looked at Milva's depressed look and asked: "Why, you seem to be particularly touched?"
Milva blushed, blinked twice, and suddenly He leaned against Lan as if he was drunk.
House and Levin covered their faces at the same time.
Milva smelled of birch wood, which was a bit sweet mixed with the smell of alcohol.
"My father... used to be very strict with me. He trained me to use a bow. I always let him down, and I always cried when he scolded me... but I know he loves me." Milva closed her eyes. , "Why would there be a father like a beekeeper?"
"The same goes for little Leo's family. I went to his house with House. Their parents were not so much happy for Leo as they were happy that there was no one in the family. With a mouth to eat, they even want to ask for rewards...Are they selling their children?" "
Your Majesty, will Cintra be like this in the future?"
Lann sighed and did not answer the drunken maid's words. He just picked him up and took him back to the room.
Time passes and dusk falls.
In Milva's room, the female shooter murmured twice, rubbing her head against the pillow and quilt from time to time.
As the night gets darker, there is gradually no sound outside.
Suddenly, Milva's ears twitched twice like a female leopard, and her eyes suddenly opened.
The eyes were still a little blurry, and if you didn't look at the face that was still slightly flushed, it would be impossible to tell that he was someone who had drunk alcohol.
Milva sat up and saw the leather armor that was taken off by the Earl, and the wine dizziness spread on her face.
But then she saw her intact shirt and pants, and curled her lips dissatisfied.
"Tch."
Milva quickly rolled out of bed, arched her armor, climbed out of the window as if climbing a tree in the forest, and walked along the eaves of the hotel.
When passing by the window of Lan's room, she hesitated for a moment, but finally gave up the tempting idea.
Then she grabbed the edge of the window and hung her body in the air, let go, rolled twice on the soft grass to relieve the impact, stood up and disappeared into the night in an instant.
Medieval villagers didn't have any nightlife, and they didn't even drink too late. The guards got a rest because the lord stepped down, and the new tax collector did not take office. For a while, there was not even a soul in the village.
Suddenly, there were several sounds of something collapsing and faint sounds of livestock wailing in the village, but they stopped quickly and did not disturb the villagers' dreams.
(End of chapter)