They are tall and strong, with perfect proportions, and look like warriors.

They were not wearing plain linen clothes like those in ordinary taverns, but were dressed in a formal military uniform.

He wore chain mail on his upper body, which was tied into a leather belt, and he wore a pair of bright chain boots on his feet.

A sharp sword hangs on the side of the thigh, and there is a heavy kite-shaped shield on the back.

The combination of these sophisticated equipments creates a majestic and heroic aura.

Holy shit, what the hell. They are dressed better than me, can they believe that I am here to consume?

[System prompt: You also know that clothes make the man~]

Damn, it's because your system is not powerful enough. Give us more money, and we can wear suits and go sweep the streets together.

A trace of shame flashed across De Lassel's handsome face. He shook his head and laughed miserably, sighing that he was inferior to others.

"Well, we haven't had a handsome guy in our store for a long time. This one today is pretty good-looking. What do you want?"

Seeing De La Salle slowly walking towards her wine cabinet, the woman in the bar greeted him first.

To be honest, this ordinary and cheap equipment really did not attract her interest.

Only De Lassel's beautiful face, as bright as a jade tree in the wind, was pleasing to the eyes of the women in the tavern.

Perhaps De Lassel himself had not realized that, ever since the aura of the dragon egg Ryan entered his body, he looked more handsome than usual, with his hair as sharp as a knife and his eyebrows as black as a painting. He truly lived up to the saying that this young man is unparalleled in the world, and he was a noble earl with a dignified appearance.

"What a beautiful lady, hello. Are you the proprietress of this place? We don't want anything, we are just passing through here."

"You have good taste. I am indeed the boss's wife. My name is Ronnie, what's yours?"

"I..." De La Serre was about to introduce himself, but Safiya covered his mouth with both hands.

"My name is Safiya. As for his name, it doesn't matter."

"Really? But I think it's important. What if I really have to know?"

After saying this, Ronnie smiled and poured a glass of ale in front of Safiya.

"Thank you, but I don't drink, unlike you guys who are drunk all day long~"

For some reason, Safiya seemed to have an indescribable aversion and resistance to the woman in front of her, especially when she was talking to De Lassel, there was even a hint of hatred in her heart.

"You don't have to thank me. Didn't I tell you I was going to give you a drink? This is for him."

Seeing that the other party had bad intentions, Ronnie was not a person with good temper or patience.

This is their own territory. Even a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake, let alone this unknown little girl.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment, and De La Salle was at a loss as to what to do.

Diao Lei Lao Mu, why did two women who had never met each other quarrel when they met for the first time? He began to wonder again...

Fortunately, a down-and-out man appeared and broke into the pub, breaking the damn awkwardness and silence.

"Oh, it's really lively today. Many people are here. Hello, sir."

Although Ronnie didn't like this poor boy who had just arrived, she had a very high professional ethics and was very polite and greeted him first. However, the stench on him was really disgusting.

The poor man found a seat and sat down, dusted himself off, and said:

"Hello friend, would you like to drink with me? I only have my last 5 dinars left and I don't want to drink alone."

Hmm? Such a familiar line, could he be...

Suddenly, De La Serre became interested.

When Ronnie heard this, she rolled her eyes and cursed in her heart, "You want to eat, drink, gamble and have sex without any money?"

At this time, De La Ser slowly moved forward, sat next to him, and asked:

"Your last five dinars, what happened to you?"

"It's a sad story, sir..."

Russell glanced behind him, and Owens understood what he meant. He walked to the wine cabinet, picked up the glass of ale, and brought it to them.

"Consider it my treat. I want to hear your story. Maybe I can help."

"Before you two men start chatting, pay for this glass of ale."

This action made Ronnie very angry. The wine was given to you, but you just gave it to someone else like that. It was like borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha.

She didn't hesitate to pay for the wine.

De La Serre seemed to have also discovered that this approach was inappropriate and apologized:

"Please forgive me, Ronnie, I will pay more attention next time. As for the wine money, I will pay double later."

"Hmm, you're quite generous. Okay, you guys chat first. I have something else to do."

Ronnie didn't even turn around and went upstairs to rest. As she walked, she muttered to herself, "It's a waste to be so handsome. How boring."

And when Safiya saw her leave in anger, she felt a little relieved.

At this moment, De La Salle's attention was all on the unprepossessing boy in front of him.

"Okay, now you can tell me your story."

"A while ago, I left my hometown with a group of goods to do business. I wanted to go to Uxhall to sell them for a good price. Who would have thought that we would meet a group of bastards from the Khergit Khanate on the road. They robbed me mercilessly. What's worse is that two days later, my caravan guards took away the remaining supplies and ran away!"

Hearing this, De La Serre was basically certain of the other party's identity. He did not intend to reveal the secret and was ready to wait for the other party to introduce himself, so he asked casually:

"So, do you know who the bastard who robbed you is? If it's Nayan Tulu, I'm honored to tell you that I just gave him a lesson."

"Oh my God, it's that damn bastard! I also heard that he was beaten up. The man who beat him up seemed to be called De Lassel. He was a lord of the Kingdom of Swadia and a noble earl."

"Hmm... I didn't expect my fame to spread so quickly."

“Bang!”

The man rolled off his seat and looked at De La Serre in shock.

"Are you De La Cel?"

"Exactly."

"Oh, it's an honor to sit with you! My name is Manid."

【Meet the Character: Merchant Manid】

[Current character status: Manid, level 10, strength 10, agility 10, wisdom 22, charm 22. ]

["Trading 5", "Eloquence 3", "Riding 2"]

Oops, the attributes are not very high, what a pity...

But De Lassel was still very happy. The NPC character Manid was a kind and righteous businessman in the original Mount & Blade world. After getting to know him now, he seemed to be like that.

I am currently short of money. If I provide armed protection to Manid, perhaps I can do a good job in business, develop commerce, and make my first pot of gold.

“Well, Manid, it happens that you are going to Uxhall on business, and I am the lord of that town.

Perhaps you can join my army and I will take you with me. Of course, if you are willing to follow me, I will also be happy to accept it. "