A month later, a horse-drawn wagon was traveling on the John Thurston trail.
"This isn't the mission you were talking about in the first place!" Locke looked helplessly at Irene, who was sitting across from him.
"Please please please!" The woman, Irene, surprised Locke by being cute, "I had no choice but to look for you."
Locke rolled his eyes.
It turns out that there wasn't any Phyllis Collar Mining Cave Survey quest, or there was, but that doesn't matter now.
Because the two are now on one mission, and that is to help Aileen avoid this blind date.
Not bad, just a blind date.
Irene came from John Thurston, a small southeastern province of the O'Moore Empire, where the family's grandfather was said to have been a local viscount of real power, but hadn't fallen off over the years.
By her father's generation, he had only received a baronial title, and his territory was even more limited to a few small towns and a town that was barely con
A group of people came and went in great numbers.Aside from Irene's parents and uncle's family, the remaining people were almost all distant relatives who lived dependent on both of their families, whether in the Kingdom of Faustian or in the O'Moore Empire, defecting to noble relatives to make a living was a very common thing.Several servants took over the luggage in Locke's hands, which, inside the luggage, in addition to Aileen and his personal belongings, there are two people 'joint venture' to buy gifts for loved ones, Locke, after all, is the first time to meet the 'female parent', not to bring something is not appropriate.Irene's parents acted pleased with Locke's purchase of the gift, and nowadays there aren't many people like him, who know how to talk politely and with class.Rock how to understand what temperament ah, this is he and Angelina and Grace and other people day after day under the influence of subtle, not to mention, at least after arr
Locke was a second-class soldier of the Faustine Kingdom. He had started serving at the age of 14 and had been serving for 4 years. Today, he was in a good mood. Because it was the day to pay for the soldiers, the second-class soldiers of the kingdom had three silver ducas a month. In addition, there were two silver ducas that Baron Cadozzi provided for his soldiers. He could get four silver ducas a month. Why four, not five? It was because the military would always embezzle one silver ducas. That was a tradition.Locke couldn't wait to receive four silver ducas. Then, he would ask Lord Baron's caravan to send three back to his hometown. He hoped that his sister could buy a ribbon that she liked to replace the rough-linen wrapped on her hair. He also hoped that his parents would eat one or two meals of white bread in the next month. They were already in poor health. As for the remaining silver ducas, Locke would treat his brothers to a drink. He had a little authority,
Four years of war had given Locke the habit of eating quickly. He finished the meal, wiped his hands, and said to Hans, "Hans, let's go."Locke arrived at the munition depot again. It was noon now, and most people were either sleeping or soaking in taverns. Locke walked straight to the posthouse at the rear of the munition depot, took the money pouch from Hans, and walked into the courier station."Warner! Warner!" Locke shouted."What! What's the matter! Damn Locke, I heard it. You ruined my afternoon nap. You damned bastard!" Warner, who was in charge of the courier station's communication duties, walked out of a room and complained, "Is it sending money to your family again? Come on, give it to me!""Here, this is mine. And those bags belong to other guys in my team. Don't mess it up!" Locke warned."I know, I know. It's not the first time I worked for this. None of the other teams are as fussy as you!" Warner was s
When it was four in the afternoon, most of the people woke up. Locke got out of bed and began to call his subordinates. "Let's go and drink outside the camp! It's so hot that I can't sleep!" Locke complained."Great!" Locke's team members were very excited that they could immediately enjoy free wine. On a hot day, only the iced ale could let them calm down."Kane, take them to Green Palm Tavern first. Order a glass of ale for each of them and book a private room. Tell the lady boss that it's on me. Hans, go with me to visit Captain Joshak." Locke instructed."Yes.". Kane and Hans answered.Locke and Hans came to Uncle Joshak's tent, "Uncle Joshak, go drink!" Just as they entered the tent, Locke shouted at Uncle Joshak, who seemed to have just woken up."I know. Kid, lower your voice. I got a headache because of you." Uncle Joshak teased."Uncle, let's go. I have already arranged for someone to book a priva
After entering the room, Uncle Joshak casually took off his casual clothes and placed them on the hanger before sitting on the sofa. So did Locke. He put his clothes away and sat on the other side. The two men in military leather shirts were not in a hurry to speak. Locke first opened the wine bottle, filled the cups for Uncle Joshak and himself. They clinked their cups and drank first. Then they began to talk about business."Good, you are becoming more and more steady. It seems that you have improved a lot these years." Uncle Joshak said first. It was really incredible. In others' eyes, the bold, straightforward, and rugged Joshak taught a person to be calm. It seemed that this bearded man was not as simple as how he looked like."Uncle Joshak, you must be joking. This is nothing. I learned it from you." Locke said humbly."Don't talk nonsense! When did I teach you this? Am I that kind of person?" Uncle Joshak laughed and scolded. After that,
After drinking for a while, they began to talk about their hometown. Locke could tell that Uncle Joshak was missing his two sons, and he was teaching Locke some attitudes and manners to do things. Locke was also very touched by Uncle Joshak's friendship, and he often treated himself a junior and toasted Uncle Joshak. Locke had an impression of Uncle Joshak's two sons. When he first joined the army, Uncle Joshak's eldest son inherited Uncle Joshak's blacksmith shop, and his youngest son was a small assistant working in the blacksmith shop. The youngest son forged Locke's first weapon, a short dagger.This short dagger had no wooden handle, only the end of the knife was wrapped in a rough linen cloth as the hilt. The short dagger was small and thin, always hidden in his boots. It also had a story.When he secretly joined the army when he was 14 years old, he only brought this short dagger with him. At that time, a boy with a palm-sized dagger joined the army
Locke followed Uncle Joshak down the stairs. At the corner of the stairs, he saw the beautiful lady boss at the front desk again. The lady boss, who was settling accounts, was bent over and lying on the counter. From Locke's angle, he could see the white and smooth chest. Moreover, the lady boss had a kind of intellectual beauty when she was doing accounts. Locke was stunned. He almost rolled down the stairs.At this time, it was already close to evening. The sunset dyed the sky red, and orange-red light shone through the tavern door curtain. There were not many soldiers drinking in the tavern. Except for Locke's team, there were only a few people left. After Uncle Joshak went downstairs, he first greeted the soldiers who were still in the tavern, "Boys, it's almost dinner time. I'll go back to camp first. Go back early." After the remaining soldiers of the tavern responded respectfully, Uncle Joshak turned back and nodded to Locke, leaving first.After sen
In an instant, other than Locke and his subordinates, there was no one else standing in the tavern. At this time, Locke slowly walked to the side of the leading middle-aged man, stepped on his waist and asked, "Who gave you the courage to rob the money of Faustine Kingdom's army?" The consumers here were all from Faustine Kingdom's army, which meant the tavern's profit was from the army."Sir, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again." The middle-aged man was very tactful. He covered his bleeding mouth, bent down and said in a low voice. He did not dare to explain anything. There was no need to talk to this group of fierce Faustine soldiers. Since they had admitted their mistakes and been taught a lesson by them, Locke could not say anything. Their camp was under the management of Baron and their military discipline was very strict. Baron asked them not to 'excessively' disturb the residents. Locke could not kill all these people."Get lost!" Locke kicked t