Chapter 121 Patrolman

"Very good! Very good!"

The tone of the man behind me slowed down significantly. After all, everyone likes to be obedient. I only heard the footsteps getting closer and closer. I couldn't figure out the other party's background, so I didn't dare to act rashly. I just felt that someone was behind me and he took the lance I dropped at my feet.

"Okay, now turn around."

I was no longer in danger. The voice was calling me, and even my only weapon was taken away. I was even more unsure. I had no choice but to do what he said. I had no idea about the other party's background. I put my hands on my head and turned around.

Yes, there are indeed quite a lot of them, at least more than twenty people, they are not dressed gorgeously, at least they don't even have a decent chain mail. Each of them wears very ordinary cloth, a cloak, and a brown fur cape on their head. Everyone holds a small round shield in his hand, and either a short spear or an iron sword in his right hand. Everyone's face is covered with cloth. The mouth and nose must be aware of the unbearable stench. There is a carriage parked behind these twenty people. They must be transporting something. The leader is an elderly middle-aged man. He holds my lance and keeps looking it up and down. I really don't know what the characteristics of this simple lance are. "You, where did this lance come from?"

This guy didn't even look at me. His attention was completely focused on the lance. It was really strange. This country bumpkin who looked like he wasn't in the army knew where my lance came from? No! He hadn't told me where the lance came from yet. He must be testing me. No, I couldn't tell him the truth so quickly! "Oh! Uh, I picked it up on the road!"

Even though I was lying, there was a grain of truth in it, I did pick it up. But I wanted to see how this guy would react after I finished speaking.

"Picked it up?"

The man held the lance and looked at it carefully, touching the sharp tip of the lance with his fingers, then looked up at me. His eyes were wandering all over my body, giving me the feeling that he wanted to know every detail about me.

"You said you picked it up, but I don't think so."

He looked at me with a puzzled look on his face, and slowly walked to my side with the lance in his hand. He continued to look at me and said, "You, how do you know Latin? There are not many people who can speak Latin here."

"I……"

I didn't know how to answer this question. No, I couldn't just give it away. I tried to organize my thoughts in my mind. This guy must be trying to get information out of me. I didn't know which part of the country he was from. If I said I was Roman and he was from Bagauda, ​​I would be in trouble. If I said I was from Bagauda and he was from Rome, I couldn't clear myself even if I jumped into the Rhine River! No, I had to find a good way to get away with it! "I went to school when I was a child, so I can speak Latin!" I explained to him. I was really stupid and couldn't think of anything good to say in a short time, so I had to lie!

"oh."

This guy said "Oh" and nodded repeatedly, as if he agreed with my explanation. I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was finally over!

"So, where did you go to school?"

Well! This is a very good question. I have to give you a thumbs up in my heart! Why? Because if he really asked me where I lived and where I went to school, I couldn’t tell him the address of my elementary school, junior high school, or high school. Not to mention whether he could understand it, he certainly didn’t know where it was, but he wouldn’t believe it even if I told him!

"Oh, Narbonne, yes, Narbonne in Gaul, where I went to school!"

After I finished speaking, I could see a hint of something in this guy's eyes. He didn't quite believe what I said. I guess this guy didn't know where Nar Pang was! "Why?" I took the opportunity to ask him back, "Don't you know where Nar Pang is?"

I was indeed a little delighted. How could this area with little information know about the situation and area thousands of miles away? This guy must have been confused by my question, otherwise he wouldn't stare at me and be speechless.

"Well, now you should believe it!"

I was so proud that I really forgot everything. I thought: Humph, this little guy wanted to find out my details. So what? He got humiliated! This is the difference between a cultured person and a rough man. Today, I will teach you a lesson. I want to see whether your surname is Jiang or Wang! "As far as I know, Narpan was besieged by the Goths. How did you escape?"

Damn, this guy is really out of touch with the news. This is a cliché from a year ago. He still doesn't know the situation. No wonder. Bagauda and the local Romans are busy fighting for this land. Who would care about other meaningless news? Here I can talk to him properly, and I don't care which side he is on. If he is a slave of Bagauda, ​​this news is tantamount to a warning to the tiger. If he is a Roman, he should be happy.

"The Goths were defeated by Aetius a year ago, and that was when I left Nar!"

"The Goths are defeated!"

Hearing this news, the guy's brows relaxed immediately. Because his mouth and nose were covered with a cloth, I couldn't tell from his eyes whether he was happy or doubtful. I decided to ask him directly!

"Well? What do you think of this news? For example, are you happy or a little doubtful? After all, it seems that the Romans have the upper hand now!"

"Happy? Ha, of course I'm happy. I've been looking forward to the war ending soon!"

The guy laughed dryly, turned around and threw my lance to the soldier following him.

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"It seems that you know quite a lot of information!"

When I heard this and saw this guy staring at me, I felt a little uncomfortable, thinking that this bastard must have a plan for me! Now I am afraid that he has some intentions towards me, and the most important thing is that he wants to kill me. I don't have any decent weapons in my hands or beside me, so I can't just fight back with my fists. Besides, I am starving now, where can I get the strength?

"What do you want?"

I took two steps back, keeping a buffer distance from him, ready to respond at any time!

"What? No, no, no, I won't do anything to you. It's just that you know a lot of information, so I think someone will be interested in you!"

After saying this, this guy chuckled twice, which gave me the creeps.

(End of this chapter)