Chapter 26 Beating up the Troublemakers (Page 1/2)

The roasted dog legs and dog meat stew tasted very delicious. Not only the two little girls, but also the three adults including Frank ate them with gusto.

After enjoying a hearty breakfast, the five of them set off again along the road of White Orchard in a carriage and horses.

The journey during the day was very smooth. Few monsters and beasts would attack pedestrians during the day. In addition, the road along the way was relatively flat. Frank and others spent about ten hours and finally arrived at White Orchard Village at dusk before the sun set.

This is a peaceful and tranquil village located between the two big cities of Vizima and Maribor. There is no shortage of pedestrians and travelers, which has brought a lot of business and popularity to the village.

The area of ​​White Orchard Village is not large. Dozens of small houses made of wooden boards and thatched roofs are scattered in an orderly manner. A large number of farmlands are distributed on the outskirts of the village. A cobblestone path is paved in the center of the village. There is also a wide river, which provides the necessary water source and some fish for the village.

Compared to other poor and backward human villages, the vibrant White Orchard has a warm feeling of paradise.

After more than half a month, Ciri and little Vanessa were a little excited to enter the human village again.

They carried the two wooden swords made by Frank on their backs, like two little warriors, chirping, walking beside the adults, looking left and right, and seemed very curious about everything around them. Frank

was not as heartless as the little guys. He held the donkey full of wild dog meat in his left hand and the carriage in his right hand, paying attention to the position of the pedestrians on the road while looking for a place to deal with the dog meat.

Priscilla, who was quick-witted, probably guessed what Frank was thinking. She led her black horse to Frank's side and said,

"Frank, are you looking for a place to sell dog meat?"

The demon hunter nodded and said,

"Yes, Miss Priscilla, I'd better sell the dog meat quickly, otherwise it will go bad over time and we won't be able to sell it at a good price."

Priscilla smiled slightly and said confidently,

"In fact, last fall, I stayed in White Orchard for two days and attended a dinner at the lord's house. I performed poetry for them and I have some understanding of the situation here."

"If you want to sell the dog meat and want to get a good price, there are probably only two options."

Seeing that the female bard was a little bit of a suspense, Frank didn't disturb her interest, but asked with an expression of seeking advice,

"It seems that you have a good idea, Miss Priscilla."

"Then please teach me."

Priscilla snorted softly, a hint of anger appeared on her beautiful face, and then she smiled and said,

"Hmph, you can just call me Priscilla from now on, don't call me Miss anymore."

"I'm not one of those weak noble ladies. I've even fought off highway robbers by myself."

After the female bard made some small comments about Frank's address, she continued:

"There are no professional butchers in White Orchard. It's a self-sufficient village famous for its lush orchards."

"However, there are many travelers coming and going here, and some businessmen will also stop here. So not far from the river, there is an inn that has been open for decades, an unnamed country inn."

"The boss there needs the meat of various wild animals all year round, and even hires hunters to provide them with game."

"They should buy some of your dog meat, or maybe all of it."

"And apart from this inn, unless you set up a stall specifically to cut the dog meat into small pieces and sell it to the villagers in the village, otherwise, probably only the lords here have the money to buy your dog meat." (This chapter is not yet

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