In his own afterglow, he found the witch and the magus had pushed open the door of the tavern. And at this time the rain outside has become less, George could not help but feel some despair and remorse.
It seemed he had made the wrong decision.
The mercenary in front of him also stood up. But he looked as if there was some hesitation.
George saw his hesitation, but he did not say anything, but with the hand of the stick focused on fiddling with the firewood inside the fire pit - just now, he threw two more potatoes into the fire pit to go.
Obviously this scene caught the mercenary's eye.
George kept silent and a little apprehensive at the same time. Because the room is about to be left with only the two of them - the foolish forced, will also make a guest appearance of a bandit.
But it seems that this simple man, although very fierce-looking, to seem to be quite temperate, which is completely consistent with his previous appearance when emptying his pockets - he opened his mouth to say something, but a red face, showing a look of embarrassment, and then scratch his head.
Seeing him this way, George's heart finally let down, he did not seem to be wrong.
This kind of person would never easily guest star in any robber - unless he acted too well. And if that was the case, then he himself deserved to die at his hands.
He could not resist the urge to continue with the persuasion. But in the end, he restrained himself.
Because he knew that at such a time, the more you say, the more it will make people less confident. His father once told him that silence, when you are dealing with underlings, is often times more effective than having a golden tongue.
Sure enough, the mercenary finally opened his mouth: "You gave me a bite to eat when I was dying of hunger, and I was supposed to work for you. But my comrade died, and I have his relics and letters on me, and his home, too, needs to be housed before I can do so."
It seemed like a reason to have to go, and with the big man so focused on the spoken word of commitment, it was hard to twist.
But there was a faint flash in George's mind.
"Look at you!" George suddenly showed a look of hate to steel to: "Look at you this down and out wandering look, can not even eat, how to go to place his family? Go and grab food from them? You even lost the pension of your comrades!"
The big man patted his head, some remorse and bitterness on his face, and said with a beak, "I lost those silver foxes..."
"This way, I'll give you a job for a day, and you'll make enough money!" George's heart pounded and he couldn't help but feel slightly flustered.
He is about to food in front of his eyes, and the word money will be brought up. How to look at it is also a decision to die. But since the road was chosen, he absolutely had to go to the black!
"How much?" The bull's eye of the big man slightly glared up.
George gritted his teeth fiercely and rummaged through his pockets - although the territory has been this bear, but as a nobleman, after returning from church, he did have a lot of money on him. And in Little John's bag, there was quite a bit too.
This added up to 300 silver foxes (part of it was gold lions). With the price of 4-6 silver foxes in this era, you can buy a slave who can work, which can be said to be a huge amount of money.
And this big man in front of you, if really greedy, dealing with yourself is like dealing with a small chicken.
'But now I'm at the end of my rope, the big man killed me is dead, he left me is also dead. And from the words of his mouth, this commitment-oriented guy doesn't seem to be so.'
Shaking off these excess suspicions, George's eyes widened as he uttered his well-thought-out line: 'How do you feel about a hundred silver foxes or so? Enough to house your comrade's family for the rest of his life and buy a few more farmlands!"
"Enough, enough, that's enough money! Say it, what do you want me to do!" The big bald man clenched his fist in excitement, always feeling as if this payment was a little too much. But he does need this money.
"What kind of monsters do you think I have around this territory?" George's heart became more and more settled, he no longer thought about how the future, just want to convince this man now - after this difficult, and then talk about everything later!
"Zombies and wolves? I saw them, and just beat a few to death!" The big man said nervously.
"Look how easy it is, how good is this money?!" George stood up, the big man's reaction, so he was confident, he waved his hand, continued to blindfold the fool: "But you wandered for so long, every day to kill monsters, but who has ever given you money? If you hadn't met a good lord like me, you wouldn't have been able to accumulate this much in your lifetime!"
In wartime, hiring a skilled mercenary, the monthly salary is only about 4-6 pieces. Of course, certain important battle feats are to be counted separately, and also to provide free meals.
But in peacetime, the friction of the fight between the lords, it takes less than a few weeks to fight. So many people often died on the battlefield and did not earn a golden lion to (30 silver fox).
He added: "And how many days do you think you can forbid hunger after there is no more money from the lords and after they give you food again?"
"I can eat in the wild..." The big man rubbed the back of his head, remembered the hard food he had found and the wolves he couldn't outrun, and suddenly changed his mouth: "Do you have another job after that?"
The big man's words made George's heart pound, yet he turned his words and completely changed his face: "Friend, do you really think the money in this world is so easy to earn? A day more than a hundred fast silver fox?
What a way to get ahead of yourself!
This guy's tone of voice is not life-threatening general, with mockery, and also his just 'that a day to earn enough money' as a fart: "just you this amount of food, enough for 10 people, and not to mention the lack of food in the end. Just in normal times, I have this 100 silver fox, also enough to make a mercenary, become my personal soldier, to sell my life for a lifetime!"
At this moment, the big man felt a great insult and teasing, yet he pursed his lips, clenched his fist to death, and did not say a word.
Constantly on the edge of death stretched jio George dark legs trembling, yet he was deadly wide-eyed, as if to emphasize his just those words.
Just at the moment when the big man opened his mouth and was about to break the silence, George suddenly waved his hand and interrupted him, saying loudly.
"But I can give you this money!!! Because your noble deed impressed me, because I am a good lord, because I also focus on chivalry like you." After saying that he couldn't help but gulp darkly.
"You... You mean it?"
"Of course, but-" George's heart jumped wildly: "Like that comrade of yours, you should help each other, shouldn't you? And I've lent you a hand twice - after you've settled that widow, you'll have to come back and help me to do that!!!"
He added, "You don't have anywhere to go anyway..."
Almost a pleading tone...
These words made the big man freeze, he suddenly rubbed the back of his head, nodded and said, "I will come back to help you, you are a good lord, my lord."
He finished with a wide bull's eye and a focused mention, "But you have to feed me!"
"No problem, as long as I have, will never be less than you." George's face was very solemn, as if he was giving a promise. But in his heart was the thought: 'The day you really are to rob, I can still not give you...'
After saying that, he looked at this big bald guy in front of him and said deeply: "But I need your promise!"
He needed this big bald head to give him a promise, as if he had given his dead comrade a promise back then!
"I swear to the New God and the Old God!" The big man raised his finger and finally gave the answer that George wanted most.
George did not know who the new gods and old gods are, but he nodded - whether he returns, at least today's trouble someone to help solve, and as for whether he can return later, as a future hope it!
If it wasn't for the last remaining piece of black bread that hadn't been eaten, he wouldn't have lasted today!
Without saying a word, he directly took out 4 pieces of golden lions and threw them over as if he was running chips as usual.
The 4 golden lions began to spin in the sky, forming a parabola. Yet it suddenly disappeared in the middle. And after the mercenary nodded, it suddenly dispersed and disappeared like a mist.
This strange scene let George slightly surprised, did not wait for him to shout 'should at least finish this day work in pay' the words, he suddenly found that the fire pit appeared in a line of words.
In the beginning, it was just a cleric who inadvertently picked up a stone with the mark of an ancient god, and then he started a crazy worship...]
The old world has been ushered in an untimely annihilation, the ancient gods revived, the fog filled the air, and the demons walked the earth. People are lingering in this apocalyptic catastrophe, enveloped by the shadow in the boundless darkness...]
The bell of the asylum rang out, summoning its new lord...]
And he, too, finally had his first companion...]
The flames were again bright and flashing with a new font, as if the person writing had changed again.
In fact, these three may not all be available to you, but all may kill you. Because after all, there are no absolutes.
[But you chose the best decision - chose the one who can be controlled by you and can be used by you. This is a great comfort to the God of Asylum. Because what He needs is exactly one who will not believe in fate, in the future, and be swayed by 'God'. And only a person who does not believe in fate and the future can change that which is destined!
George suddenly wandered off, and the phrase 'those who are swayed by the gods' suddenly reminded him of the magus who had changed his faith - perhaps, he was the chosen spokesman of the ancient gods.
And that ancient god who robbed the followers of the god of refuge, I'm afraid even the god of refuge has a big headache...
The fire light went out, and the three travelers were mentioned.
[These three travelers are very special, one from the past, one from the future, and the other, a foolish man lost in a time fragment - he escaped from the shadow fragment in part and was born in this world.
These three interspersed with the timeline to this place, the one who should stay has stayed, the one who should go, continue to move forward...
Build your sanctuary, shelter your people, and fight against the approaching doom! Behave well, and God will continue to give you additional investment...]
With another movement of the flame, the script reverted to its original form.
[God is starting to pay attention to you - according to your words, maybe this is called 'mission reward.']
[Obtained the title 'God Follower lv3' - your performance has made God very happy!
As a person of God's concern, He can always hear your voice in a sea of prayers, so compared to other priesthoods, there is always something special about you - for example, even without using mana, the hymn of truth There will be a weak effect; 2. When the God-family member uses the True Word Chant, it will trigger a strange sight; 3. The dead souls killed/transcended by the God-family member will be directly extradited to the heavenly kingdom!
You should have given me a reward a long time ago, brother! I'm helping you run the branch now!!!' George viciously spat in his heart and couldn't resist the urge to wipe the tears from his eyes.
He picked up the scroll and looked at himself in the map, clenching his hands in excitement. Because he suddenly found that the moment the title 'God's Family Member' appeared, the moment the scroll showed himself, the column of the hymn also had a great change!
[Skill:]
[The hymn of truth (the first one) 'Sacred Hymn lv0' that you haven't quite figured out yet: currently has the function of faint purification, dispelling disease, and slightly stopping bleeding - now, even if you are not firing, as long as you sincerely praise your old boss, you can purify corruption and dispel infection.
Note: Praise your boss! Later, you will know what a 'cure' that can get rid of poison means in the middle of this post-apocalyptic world!
[True Word Hymn (Second) 'Punish in the name of the Holy lv0' that you haven't memorized all of yet: Now you can't use this to 'punish' your enemy at a critical moment - but if you When you pull out the holy scriptures while shouting the name of the Lord, perhaps those evil enemies, will be afraid of you. After all, you have an unusual relationship with the above.
Note: I really don't know how you will deal with the enemy in front of you while reading the holy scriptures in a critical situation in the future - maybe you should bookmark it?
[Combined combat power: 2]
��[Fighting against evil creatures +1]
'It's better than nothing... Let's make do with it for now.'' George's eyes were slightly teary, no matter what, it was a snowball's chance in hell.
"But, where are my followers? This fucking comes and goes, by the time he comes back after delivering the relics, I'll be long dead! I thought we agreed to work for me for a day before leaving..." George covered his head, tears fell down.
Just at this time, the door pushed open again, George cheerfully looked to see a mercenary wearing leather armor, carrying a long sword carrying a long bow re-entered.
"I'm all done, say, who do you want to kill!" The big man added, "But I have to get my fill first!"
'Goodness, it's true that what you can't get is the best! This I before also suspected people stupid, but hate myself for not recruiting that interesting and beautiful witch. Now I'm happier to see him than to see buns... Well, it's even more delightful than seeing black bread!'
George found that the attire on that big man had been different from before, and associating it with the scene when he disappeared, he realized. It turned out that everything that just happened was probably all a vapor.
As God said, it was just a test He had arranged.
It was just this person who stayed behind and remembered everything. It was as if they were all in that dimension of time, interspersed.
Without thinking more about this complicated issue, George just that crying bitter face, in the moment the person entered the door, has turned into a serious lord-like.
He put his hands behind his back, nodded his head and said, "Hold on, tell me, can you read and write?"
"I don't know how to read!" The mercenary had a straightforward look.
"Very good, very good. "Lord George was very pleased with the merits of this foolish man, and he guessed it more or less: "What is your name?"
"Alexander, I don't have a last name!"
The words above his head changed and the message became more or less.
-- [Loyal Defender: Alexander]
[Physique: ???? (You can't estimate it) Wisdom: -]
[Combined Combat Power (Hero): C (R) - "Just that little skinny look of our lord, I have no problem strangling him with one hand."]
"......"