Heimarian Odyssey - Chapter 708

[Chapter 708: Dagger]

“Thank you, Ruby, and thank you Wanny!” Memila said sincerely.

Being from a poor family, she could not do anything else to repay her two good friends, so she could only express her gratitude in words from the bottom of her heart.

Locke’s fine wine and appetizers were quickly served. There is a rule in taverns, that is, drink first and then pay the bill. Locke doesn’t look like a person who can’t pay the bill, so after serving Locke the food, Memila retreated respectfully.

“This is for you.” Like a magic trick, Locke popped a silver coin out of his fingers and flew into Memila’s collar.

A silver coin is not a small amount, except for nobles, very few people would tip this amount.

Could it be a nobleman who hides his identity?

Memila looked at Locke with burning eyes.

She was dressed in ordinary clothes, had a rather handsome face, her brows were a bit hard and angular, and her eyes were very energetic, but Memila didn’t dare to look at those eyes, because just looking at them, she felt an inexplicable panic in her heart.

It should not be a nobleman. The reason for Memila’s judgment comes from Locke’s hands, which are a pair of thick and strong hands. Although there are no calluses, they are definitely not the hands that a nobleman should have.

(When knights and magicians break through to the first level, their bodies will be reshaped once. The calluses on Locke’s hands are erased together with the hidden wounds on his body when he is promoted to the first level.)

The silver coin passed through Memila’s tube top with incomparable precision, and landed on the bright red spot. Locke’s micromanagement was in place, and he felt the faint coolness in his chest, and Memila’s face flushed with embarrassment.

Molestation of maids in taverns happens from time to time, big ones are rare, and petty tricks are still constant. Memila has been eaten a lot of tofu, but this “accident” like today is the first time she has encountered it.

Memila didn’t believe that someone could toss the silver coins so brilliantly, she just thought it was an accident.

“Thank… thank you…” Memila said softly, covering her strange chest, her voice was very small and shy.

Holding back a smile, Locke nodded.

The little prank made Locke feel much better. He opened the beer bottle on the table, and Locke drank half of the bottle with his head raised.

It is not Locke’s character to drink little by little. When he was in the Kedozzi military camp, it was his unique style to drink a glass dry.

“Kido join the camp?” Suddenly thinking of his military career back then, Locke couldn’t tell what state of mind he was in at this time.

He is in his fifties this year, he even has a daughter, and has experienced several different planes. Thinking of some memories of joining the army when he was a teenager, Locke is still mostly melancholy.

After the families of Kane and Hans were taken to Flor City, the capital of Faustain by Locke, Locke specially sent someone to take care of them. Presumably there is no need to worry about anything in the future.

But what Locke recalls at this time is the youthful and energetic military life at the time, and the passionate feelings of brothers like brothers and sisters.

After being promoted to the second level, the level of life has once again been detached, but there is no brother who can accompany Locke. The stronger he is, the lonelier he is. The only ones who can communicate with Locke on an equal footing are those extremely powerful second brothers. super creatures.

There is only one second-level summoner in Fussen Kingdom. Locke, like Ashaer, doesn’t want to draw too much attention from the strong locals. They are just passing by.

Ashar?

Ashaer is not interested in communicating with Locke. She has a rather dull temper, and there are only a handful of things she can talk to Locke in daily life.

I don’t know when Ashaer came back after purchasing her experimental materials, and glanced outside the tavern, but Locke didn’t see Ashaer.

In Fussen Kingdom, Locke is sure that there is no one who can pose a threat to Ashaer, including the second-level summoner. The knowledge of the wizard system obtained in Absen Secret Realm has once again made Ashaer’s strength a lot. improvement.

Locke is not worried about the personal safety of the master, since he hasn’t come yet, let’s drink for a while, accidentally recalling the past Locke, and drink one cup after another.

I don’t know how long it took, all four bottles of wine were drunk by Locke, and even the appetizers on the table were eaten by him, which was not enough for Locke’s teeth, so he talked with other alcoholics at the top of his throat. Same, Locke yelled “Brew!”

No one gets drunk without drinking, and the ground knight Locke, who can’t get drunk no matter how much he drinks, gradually becomes hazy in front of his memory.

A palm-sized dagger was pulled out from the space ring. It was made of ordinary hematite, and the handle was still the roughest linen. This knife carried all the memories of Locke’s eight years of military camp.

Since mastering a good fighting spirit, Locke has tried every means to strengthen his dagger, but limited by the low quality of the material, so far, this dagger only has a “flame inscription” and a “forest wrist guard”. ‘, two kinds of magical blessings.

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These two kinds of magic were added to Locke after Angelina was promoted to the first level. The two spells are only at the level of intermediate magic apprentices, and they are as ridiculous as toys in Locke’s hands.

But what Locke pays attention to is not the power of this dagger, but the meaning it represents.

“Sister…” Looking at the circle of linen on the handle of the knife, Locke seemed to smell Leah’s body fragrance.

One bottle after another, as the sky darkened, more and more empty wine bottles were placed in front of Locke’s table.

“How can that man drink so much?”

“Who knows? Maybe an adventurer.”

“Adventurer?!”

“It doesn’t look like the dress of great summoners, is it a knight?”

“possible.”

“…”

The noisy voices around him gradually rose, which made Locke, who was not drunk physically but half drunk in his heart, quite uncomfortable.

“Hmph!” A cold snort containing strong spiritual coercion came out, scaring the other customers in the tavern to flee in a hurry.

As shop assistants, Memila and the others were also terrified. What Locke did just now was not an ability that ordinary people should have.

“What else do you want to drink?” Memila resisted her fear and stepped forward to ask. Memila was the one who entertained Locke all afternoon.

“Three more bottles of ale.” Locke said, glancing at the pale Memila.

“Okay…Okay, wait a moment.” Memila hurried to the counter to get a drink for Locke.

It was completely dark, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians walking around the street. The Rose Flower Tavern was still flickering with the light of candles.

Ashaer, who was dressed in a black robe, walked into the tavern, and the first thing he saw was Locke, who smelled of alcohol. There were probably more than a dozen empty bottles in front of the table.

“This guy.” Ashaer’s face was a little dark.

“It’s time to go, we need to go to the next city of Amuro to buy the spell-casting materials I need.” Ashaer’s clear voice came.

With the mental impact of a second-level magician, most of Locke’s alcohol was sobered up.

“Okay, okay, let’s go.” Locke said hastily with a trace of cold sweat floating on his forehead.

He knew that the smell of alcohol on his body made Ashar very uncomfortable, so he planned to use his fighting spirit to clear himself up after going out to find a place where no one was around.

“How much?” Locke walked to the counter and asked Memila next to the counter. This little girl had been serving and entertaining Locke all afternoon.

“One hundred…one hundred and seventy-five silver coins…” Memila stammered. Locke drank high-end wine, and the price was already very fair.

Without frowning, Locke stuffed two gold coins into Memila’s hand, and left the tavern with Ashaer.

After Locke left, Memila let out a long sigh of relief. This person was not good-looking, and he didn’t expect that just a cold snort would be so powerful, and the black-robed woman Memila was also a little scared. From Ashaer’s body, Memila smelled danger.

“Memila, you made a lot of money this time, no, you must give us benefits.” Ruby’s voice next to her pulled Memila back from her messy thoughts.

“That’s right, you must benefit us.” Wa Ni also joined in the fun and said.

Not only the two of them, several other maids present in the tavern also laughed and said.

Those high-end wines consumed by Locke brought Memila nearly five silver coins in commission, which is just a small amount. Locke gave her two gold coins just now.

After deducting the drinking expenses, there are twenty-five silver coins left, all of which can be used as tips from Memila. How can this not excite these little girls.

For Memila today, twenty-five silver coins is a huge sum of money.

Although the debt owed by the family cannot be repaid, at least part of it can be repaid, and it can make her and her father’s life better.

“I will definitely give you benefits, but can you not tell my father the money, I am afraid that he will come to drink on credit again.” Memila begged the companions around her.

“Don’t worry, we will never tell others.” Ruby smiled.

They didn’t really ask for benefits from Memila, they all knew about Memila’s family background, the reason they said this was just to make Memila feel at ease with the money.

“Has the shop been cleaned? Hurry up and go to work! Do you want wages!” Upstairs, the boss, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, went down the stairs and scolded a group of maids.

Hearing this, several little girls hurriedly turned into birds and beasts and dispersed.

Seeing Memila hand over the gold coins to him, the boss nodded in satisfaction. He is shrewd and harsh, but he will never default on wages, nor will he exploit these underage girls.

“Here, you deserve it.” The boss threw Memila a bag of money, which contained thirty silver coins.

“Thank you, boss!” Memila said with tears in her eyes.

“Well, let’s go to work.” The boss sat in front of the counter, changed a comfortable posture, and began to liquidate today’s earnings.

He has also seen Locke’s horror. If ordinary people scare away so many customers, the boss would have sent his thugs down to demand compensation, but today not only was he scared enough, but even the gang of thugs were frightened like quails. .

He knew it was an iron board and he couldn’t kick it, so he let it go.

And Locke didn’t affect his business much. The consumption of Locke alone was almost equal to the turnover of the tavern for a day.

“Since when did Evra have such a number one person?” The boss shook his head.

The place Memila cleaned up first was where Locke was. For Memila, Locke was the benefactor she met today.

“Huh? What is this?” Under a pile of wine bottles, a dagger with a faint red light attracted Memila’s attention.

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