Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 16 Honor Does Not Belong to Farmers

The man who led the team was a knight, he had blond hair, he was young, his name was Ganderar, he was a bit rough, and he used a long two-handed sword.

He looked at the long ship going away and the traces of gunpowder explosion all over the ground, and asked Roel about the situation.

After roughly understanding the situation, the knight showed interest in Roel's expression. Although he was still a chivalrous knight, he was assisted by a brave and resourceful servant who could use firearms. Obviously, he was [-] or even [-] points Good, and needs his credit to be a knight of the kingdom himself.

He spoke directly. "Very well, farmer, you have proved your bravery, are you interested in becoming my squire, you will get horses, clothes, and honors."

"And your exploits will become mine."

Roel frowned, what do you mean?I defeated Norsca and protected the village, but in the end I only got the qualification to become a knight squire?
I can lick you now?

Even though Roel had scolded that noble family three times in his heart, he still said it without changing his face. "It's an honor, my lord, but my black powder-smelling fingers are no match for your weapon."

Eustabe licked his lips excitedly at this moment, and he quickly knelt on the ground. "My lord, please let me be your servant."

Gundeal looked at the man's zombie face, and that the only credit was to call himself to pick up the trash, and kicked him directly with the horse's hoof.

The strong horse directly kicked Östabe's huge body away, causing him to roll three times in the mud before stopping.

"Oh, sorry, farmer, I'm not very good at controlling my horse, are you okay?" The knight made an "apologetic" look, which made Eustabe understand that he was rejected at the moment.

And in the dense forest, Elena, the fearful wood elf who was peeping nearby, wanted to kill this guy with an arrow. It was rare to have such an interesting human being as Roel to play with, so why did he want to take him away!

She gritted her teeth, thinking about what kind of shooting could be perfectly embedded in this guy's plate armor, but she didn't pay attention. Before she knew it, she had already started to subconsciously think about Roel's feelings, although she was still very subjective. of.

This meeting was quite unpleasant, but Lord Knight still bestowed a gold coin, and Roel knew the meaning of this golden crown very well.

He wants to buy the honor of fighting off the Norscans...

Once Roel accepts it, there will be about 30 troops around him, all of whom will go to the nearby villages to publicize his "great achievements" and add more fuel.

Roel looked at the gold coin and wondered if it could offset all his efforts. You must know that he used up most of the gunpowder and bullets this time, and its value was 6 decrees, almost half a gold coin!
But he didn't have the right to refuse, he took the gold coin, and thanked the knight again...

The knight also asked the soldiers to bring those corpses, especially the big one with scars on his face. He hated the peasant's weapon a little bit now. The "beautiful" scars were as black as charred and lost a lot of decoration Sex, like a dragon whose scales have been dug out, its dragon head is of little value.

At this moment, Eustabe looked at Roel, but he was envious to death. He didn't understand why this man gave up his position as a servant and chose this stupid gold coin.

He can ride a horse, get honors, favors, and be more respected than the common man anywhere in Bretonnia!
But when the knight left and he learned from Elena about what happened here and how he drove back the entire Norscan army, Eustabe was silent.

He was certain that this man was not someone like himself...

Adventurer?Too low rating, this is a lunatic, a gambler, a thrill-seeking...hero, or someone who is sure to be a hero.

Although Eustabe was relieved, this incident still made everyone feel bad. Only Roel took the gold coin and tested the gold content on the spot for a long time.

Then shouted to his two colleagues. "Tmd! I invite you to eat roasted whole lamb, put cumin and black pepper, and match the dessert with whole cheese sprinkled on nuts. The staple food is white bread, and an extra bottle of brandy per person!"

Why doesn't Roel feel aggrieved, his hard work was bought by a gold coin, especially the "compassion" shown by the knight is even more disgusting...

At this moment, he turned grief into appetite, pulled Elena by force, and rushed into the best tavern in Bordeaux with Eustabe. Elena hid her ears in her hat in order not to cause a commotion. Fortunately, there are quite a few people wearing hats in Bretonnia, especially Elena who chose a set of beautiful leaf hats and made them herself.

When they entered the tavern, the waiters ignored them because their clothes were plain, and in Bretonnia, clothes were status.

On the contrary, the lady was dressed in green and looked very beautiful. The attendants quickly judged that she was a noble lady with two peasant servants.

"My dear lady, what would you like to taste?"

Elena was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to come, but Roel wanted to come and pulled her, so she came. At this moment, her social panic broke out, and she hesitated, but in the eyes of that attendant, she became everyone. Proof of a lady.

Until Roel couldn't take it anymore, grabbed the menu, ordered the hardest dish on it roughly, and then complained, there is no whole lamb?

Then he retreated under the murderous eyes of the attendants, he felt that the lady did not discipline well and made his servants so rude.

After being despised one after another, Roel's ears suddenly rang.

[Being despised by many people in a row, gaining traits, peasants are not worthy of honor, and the acquisition of chivalry points will be permanently reduced by 90%. 】

(End of this chapter)