Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 2 The City of Poldero

It's not that Roel doesn't know that there are terrible four peddlers in this world, but he only hopes that this system is for the welfare of traversers, and he can't use it!
He returned home first, apologized sincerely to his parents, and said that he had put his family savings on a job he had found, and that he had a new job, and he could get six decrees a month!

Roel didn't want to lie, but they were too old to be frightened anymore. Roel took the last few pieces of bread in the house, three copper coins, and wrapped his gun in cloth.

Then I told them that I was going to work. The shovel was inside the cloth, and the 50 rounds of ammunition and a pack of black powder hanging on the belt were part of the job I was looking for, helping people deliver things.

The parents were dubious, and Roel ran out the door without giving them time to think.

After walking for a long time, the muddy path in Bretonnia was very difficult to walk. When his bound legs were sunk in the mud, there was still a long way to go to Boldero.

He is an A Zhai He De He Neng, but fortunately, his body is still in good physical condition. Although he is a bit malnourished, his body is used to the pain of long-distance travel after working for a long time.

On the way, he could only think about his own system. Although he didn't know who killed him, it was probably those robbers. But now the main thing is not revenge, but to find a way to live a good life.

The system is the greatest dependence and strength!
Roel saw that the system could move a few points at this moment, so only skills can be selected, and 91 tax is of course impossible. Although belief in Sea God is useful, it is not very useful.

Then there are only runners and bad fighters to choose from. Generally speaking, the full frontal effect of runners is definitely better, but the back row bonus for bad fighters is extremely high.

At this moment, my weapon has become a standard Rick collar rifle, with 21 points of attack power, 2 points of armor penetration, and 5 points of melee.

If you add the effect of the skill, you can hit a huge attack of 51 in the long-range attack in the back row!
You must know that you only have 40 life points in total, and one shot is enough to kill you more than once.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to choose the seemingly negative skill of not being good at fighting.

At this moment, there is a new skill behind the bad battle.

Beat the Dog: When the enemy flees the battlefield due to low morale, the output of your attack against them will increase by 30%.

Looks useless...

In this way, while fiddling with the system, he also came to the gate of Bordello.

At this moment, many people on the road looked at the farmer with his hair down, carrying a long thing wrapped in cloth, but few asked questions.

Because this is Bordereau, the romantic and dangerous capital of alcoholics, where pretentious people die and heroes become.

They never asked, just looked at it curiously, and then continued to walk away numbly.

As for Roel himself, he seldom came to Bordereau, so that his memory was very weak at this moment.

And when Roel first saw Bordello City in person, he was still attracted by the Warhammer's unique sense of time and space.

At first glance, you can see the blue and white castle, which is so big that it is built on the cliff of Gaosong. That is Fort Bordello, the residence of the current Duke, overlooking the whole city on the cliff. Colorful family crests and flags are hung on it, and the paint is worth a few fiats.

But no one dares or can steal it, after all, it belongs to the nobles.

Secondly, you can see the city wall of Bordeaux. The defense equipment on the city wall can cover the entire port and the entire city.

It is said that the engineers defending the city are so good that they can sink a docked rowboat without affecting the surrounding ships.

The world's first Holy Grail Church is located in Poldero Castle, which is also the holiest Holy Grail Church in Bretonnia.

The dukes were willing to pay large sums to maintain the cathedral because of the high status it brought them, and most of the dukes of Boldero were once Knights of the Grail.

However, the city's most important temple is the Temple of Manann, which is not located within the city.

Instead, it is housed on a giant ship, permanently moored at the entrance to the port.The temple was exposed to storms, but priests say it is protected by Manann, and it has weathered many years.

Worshipers disembark and disembark by boat, and they should assist with paddling or sailing if possible.However, the Holy Grail Knight, the Holy Grail Maiden and the prophetess of the Lake God are forbidden to board the ship.

The modern Duke of Alberik is the first duke to visit this temple and the first duke to openly worship the god of the sea.

And when Roel walked in here, the first place he went was the local tavern, but he didn't want to get drunk with those alcoholics, but to choose a job that was good enough and profitable, and would not be rejected Take nine.

When he opened the door, he smelled the smell of drunken wine. Sorry, he doesn't drink alcohol, at least before his university defense, only this day Roel was coaxed by his friends to take a sip of beer before going up.

He's definitely not drunk, it's just that he thinks he's high, and when he's off, his cheeks are still red, but he's thankful for the spoils, and wishes they'd come to this world to be a fart.

The light here is relatively dark, and the smell of wine is not scattered. Brandy or wine, the wine produced in Yan'an is the cheapest in Bretonnia, but the quality is not bad.

Even though it is only noon now, there are still many people lying on their stomachs in the tavern.

They couldn't help laughing when they saw Roel's clothes. After all, they were farmers. Although they were not nobles, most of them were guys with their heads on their belts.

"Ha, Ryan, look, he came here with something on his back. Do you think he drinks milk or beer?"

"Nuo Le, stop talking, you drank too much."

The man named Ryan felt something was wrong the moment Roel stepped here. He quickly felt that the thing behind it was definitely not a sword, probably not a shovel or a fork, so it could only be...

But the other Bator people didn't know it. Because of the belief in the goddess of the lake, only Ryan, who was a seaman, recognized the weapon in the entire tavern.

And Roel walked to the notice board of the tavern, and used the words he didn't know much to judge whether there were any tasks that could be accepted.

Qing * Yan * green skin... 2 gold crowns.

It should be cleaning up the Yanhai green skin or something. It feels terrible to not know a few words.

The location seems to be near Oka Mountain!Too far!And it's unclear whether he cleaned up the greenskins or delivered Bretonnian-style takeaways in the past.

the second…

Help *official *tax, 5 decrees
Is it to evade taxes or to collect protection fees, it is completely unclear...

And offending the folks in the village or offending the lord can't do it himself, no.

The third…

To recruit *sea* prostitutes, 6 decrees.

Roel was taken aback. It turns out that Bretonnia is so exciting, what is a sea prostitute?
After watching it for a long time, I realized that it was the meaning of the Communist Party member...

As a result, after seeing for a long time that there was nothing he could do, Roel subconsciously wanted to buy a bottle of drink to relieve his boredom, but suddenly found that he only had three pennies in his pocket, which was almost the price of two loaves of bread.

You can buy three pieces of black bread...

Roel sighed, casually sat on the chair next to him, endured the disgusted gaze from the boss, and drank the free white water in the tavern.

Until a man who looked like a sailor came, he was wearing a short-sleeved linen jacket, he was young, with blond hair and a little furry beard.

"Hi." He handed over a bottle of wine.

"My name is Ryan, Ryan Reid, you seem to be able to use things behind you, are you interested in working for the lord?
(End of this chapter)