Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 53
To the south of Bordello, and north of the lighthouse, there are many villages lying across the road, which are not threatened by Musilon, nor have they encountered a large number of Beastmen or Greenskins.

But some people commented that the people here are very good at fighting among themselves, and the nobles lack the courage and honor of the Bretonnian nobles, and are more like businessmen.

One such place is the village of Rollner, which produces wine and prides itself on being the best bordeaux, and of course every village does.

The lord here is a baron, who was once canonized by King Lawn of Cologne, but he did not assume the responsibility, and built the manor far away from the village.

He may have despised the peasants, or worse, but his majesty as a baron could not be tarnished, at least not by the peasants.

A noble castle made of marble rose up on the manor, and the residents here were only his descendants and his slaves, no, they were farmers.

But the lord is not at ease, and he still has his own responsibilities. At least during this time, he has been working hard to deal with all kinds of entertainment.

After all, if he wanted to inherit one-third of an old lord's property, he needed to take care of the world. Although it was only September and the truffles had just matured, he asked someone to buy the best white truffles with gold coins. Come to take care of the people nearby.

"By the Holy Grail, it's been my lucky day recently, sweetheart." The lord woke up from the bedroom and let his lover take care of his beautiful dress with soft hands. , a Grail Knight enjoying the taste of truffles together.

The mistress was wearing a long piece of silk, with an astonishingly thick face, nodding like her master and lover, of course, the emphasis was on "master".

At this moment, the children's songs came from the fence outside the manor, and they happily sang the words they heard in the morning.

"Beautiful irises, the white buds all over the garden set off his bravery.

The flowers are smooth, the leaves are clear, and the voice is soft and clear. "

The lord's smile was changed from a clear sky to cloudy by the singing. He had listened to such ballads for four consecutive days, and the evaluation of the lady was even more insulting, but those peasants were singing next to his manor? !
"housekeeper!"

"housekeeper!"

He called his dusty servant to question him. "What the hell is going on with this ballad?!"

He feels vaguely familiar, a kind of familiarity that he participated in, but his lack of culture makes it difficult for him to comprehend the meaning of the lyrics, so he just feels uncomfortable.

The housekeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead and answered quickly. "My lord, it was sung by a strange girl with gunpowder, and it spread quickly throughout the village some time ago."

The lord rubbed his temples. "Let them go, and in my territory, whoever sings this song will be executed!"

The butler swallowed. "Yes, my lord."

When the lord had had enough of the things that ruined his feelings today, he took his clothes and went to the living room, where the truffles were boiled into soup, paired with the best wine in his collar, and used to entertain the best guests he could meet.

The old lord has fought all his life, and his honor has attracted the Holy Grail Knight, and now, all these have become a ladder for him to meet noble people.

Soon, the guests entered the hall. He was the hero of Bordello, the slayer of the orcs, the nightmare of the undead, and he had defeated a large number of dead.

He has white hair, very similar to the old lord, wearing a beautiful silver plate armor, his body is slightly radiant, and the saber also emits holy flames, his steps are heavy, and his breathing is slow.

The lord took a long breath of air, as if he wanted to get that trace of holiness, and inhaled it into his body. "My God, it's an honor to have you here."

"Please sit down and taste the white truffles I bought from Bordero."

The knight slowly took his seat, his white beard was blown by the breeze from nowhere, but his expression was not good, at least for him, the clown in front of him just took advantage of his old friend.

If he hadn't had any heirs, it would be his turn to meet him, and this so-called wine was not as sweet as the imperial ale he drank with his dead friends on the boat.

But the knight picked up the fork, he was very practical, and the white truffle was also a noble food for him, although he didn't like the clown.

The fork pierced the quiet surface of the soup, and brought out a truffle, and the lord was ecstatic that he had confessed himself!
But soon this smile froze, Mr. Holy Grail Knight held the truffle and fell into thinking.

"black…"

The lord looked at it in disbelief, why wasn't white truffle in his soup, why? !

He hurriedly stirred the contents of his bowl regardless of etiquette, black, black, where did my noble white truffle go? !

Soon, the atmosphere in the living room fell silent, the Holy Grail Knight had enough of this clown, how could he fool himself so much! ?
"Enough, I'm going back, I hope you prepare better food next time."

The lord immediately ran to the knight's side, knelt at his feet and kissed his plate armor. He had always used this method to get to the baron's position. He recited all the knight's achievements in his life, and he remembered all of them in his heart.

I have to say that although this lord has no martial arts, no honor, and even despicableness, he is really powerful, at least in terms of flattery.

Soon the steward was called, and all the kitchen staff kept apologizing, and the lord even sang about the knight's honor like an actor.

The anger subsided, and everything was forgiven. After all, the Holy Grail Knight is not hard-hearted.

But when the lord asked the butler why he didn't bring the white truffle, the butler replied.

"My lord, I don't know. I just walked into the city of Bordeaux, and I just expressed to the chamber of commerce where I came from."

"But they said, we don't sell anything to the lord who murdered the peasant knight Roel."

"My lord, those peasants are so..."

After hearing this, the lord was furious. What harmed the knight, he always cared about the knight. He had never made any enemies in his life, and even few nobles saw that he didn't like him.

His all-round slenderness, but now he was broken by something so ridiculous as a peasant knight?
He immediately scolded. "Guard, let's go to Bordereau and bring the white truffle to your lord!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, the Holy Grail Knight stood up from his seat again. After hearing the servant's description, he connected it with many recent rumors, and an unknown fire ignited in his heart.

The lord immediately knew that such behavior made him unhappy, and apologized again and again. He didn't need white truffles anymore!
But the knight just gave the clown in front of him a big bag with his plate armored palm.

Then he scolded. "You are one of the three lords who murdered my best friend and servant, Peasant Knight Roel?!"

Before, he just thought that the clown obtained the territory by tricks, and he didn't pay attention to the folk songs, but at this moment, he really felt that this person was the group of disgusting things in the vague clues his servants investigated.

Recently, the merchants have been talking about this matter a lot. The fact that they refused at this moment made the knight believe that the guy in front of him is the one.

The Holy Grail Knight slapped him angrily. How could the lord hold on, he was knocked to the ground directly, and his dress was stained with a lot of dust.

Then the knight stepped heavily on his stomach with his iron foot. The Holy Grail Knight seldom got angry, but today, he was really disgusted!

"It's you who put him in jail and threatened him not to let him appear in the knight's court!?"

"It was you who robbed the honor of my war brother by relying on false revenge?!"

The lord was kicked three times, and the whole person rolled his eyes. Then, under the surprised eyes of countless servants, the Holy Grail Knight rode his white horse and left the manor that made him uncomfortable...

Only the dazed lord was left behind, and the lord didn't even dare to get angry, so he could only point at the housekeeper.

"Check, check things out for me!"

"I offended that lord?!"

(End of this chapter)