Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 91 The descendants of heroes.

The orcs saw the flames in the distance, and the boss of the black orc even noticed the arrival of the knights. He directly cut off the head of the fastest charging kid in front of him with his battle axe, and then shouted.

"Go back, it's up to me! It's not the time yet!"

As the greenskins began to head home, there was a real, long-suppressed cheer from the adventurers that they survived.

But the real commanders of this war, that is, the Baron, Roel, Nock, and even Elena's expression became ugly.

The orcs who will retreat represent that the tribe is led by an experienced waaghboss who has fought a lot. If they attack directly, full of desire and basic instinct, then the orcs have at most the basic attributes of savagery and madness, but lack Got cunning.

Roel's expression is very bad, this orc will definitely become an important obstacle for their next mission, but at present...

He has no way to resist their attack.

When the orcs left, a voice rang in Roel's ear.

[Acquiring characteristics, orc haters, gain a little attack power against orcs. 】

[Gain the characteristic, the guardian, and gain 5 points of defense fighter morale bonus. 】

Hearing the improvement of the system, the sense of security and fatigue came together. Pain, fatigue, and tinnitus made Roel fall asleep while lying on the back of the elf girl.

When he woke up, he was already lying in his room in the castle.

"The not-so-familiar ceiling..." Just as he was about to stand up, he felt a pain all over his body, especially his head, as if something had opened his mouth.

Fuck...those green skins.

Roel cursed inwardly, covered his head, and could only lie on the bed and look sideways.

Elena's blond hair fell down to her shoulders, and she slept peacefully beside her bed. She has beautiful long eyelashes, fair skin, and looks like a Eurasian. Humans with any aesthetics can accept it.

Unfortunately, it has a long mouth.

Roel couldn't help but think that the wood elves were like this, if Ulthuan native was using the Poisonous Banner, would he faint due to high blood pressure when he encountered it.

He saw the note on the bed again, and he took it to look at it.

It starts with my own name, and the content is probably...

to Roel.

Stupid*min, I***city, answer**+*+%*^***Portuguese**wine, squid^{cough}I’ll go+**.

Nock**
It's really troublesome not to know words. What exactly does he want to see? Only Nok, the last payment, can be seen through transliteration...

What is Sir Noke doing?
Thinking of this, Roel suffered another headache, closed his eyes, smelled the unknown fragrance of leaves on the elf girl next to him, and fell asleep.

At this moment, Sir Nock was cursing at the gate of Brionne with his two-handed sword behind his back.

"I am Nok, the nobleman of Quinaris! This is my family crest. I killed the beastman and greenskins who threatened the village in the wild yesterday!"

The guard at the door was wiping his face sprayed with saliva. "My lord, no matter what, the Duke ordered you to take a shower before entering the door."

Nock cursed. "Bath? Do you know what people do when they take a bath? That's what women do often!"

The pockmarked boy Ryan felt that his teacher scolded him too much, and apologized repeatedly. "Sorry, sorry, my lord, I'm sorry...I'm leaving right now."

The guard sighed, and suddenly saw Ryan's appearance, white and clean. "You can go in."

Ser Nork showed veins on his forehead, but he still considered that he had come for his friends, and then he took out a golden crown in full view.

This is something Roel dare not do in his life, but who is he, he is a nobleman!
"Boy, you go to buy wine, go back quickly, or practice more! Remember, it's Polderott!"

"I'm really soft-hearted. I actually want to buy him wine."

Although he didn't know whether drinking alcohol to a patient was considered murder, Ryan nodded and walked into the city gate.

The environment in Brionne is really good, but the beautiful buildings make it difficult to tell the north from the south. Ryan walked around for a long time and found a winery.

He opened the store, and the smell of wine paved the way. "anyone there?!"

There are a lot of wine in the store, the wooden counter is in the middle, there is a lounge for guests to taste and a lot of wine utensils, which makes people feel warm and quiet.

However, due to the requirements of the nobles of Brionne for the appearance of the city, no signs are allowed on the streets, so that such a good place does not even have a name.

A girl under the counter was arranging drinks, and immediately raised her head when she heard the greeting, hit her head with a slam, and covered her head...

"pain…"

"Ah...guest, what do you need?"

She has brown hair, is not very old, and does not look good-looking, but she looks cute and spirited. She changes the haggard and poor feeling of a peasant girl and makes people feel at ease.

She was wearing a bartender uniform, which was usually a man's job, which surprised the boy a little, but the teacher's order made him speak first.

"A bottle of Bordeaux special!"

The girl covered her head, in the same position as Roel's injury, with a trace of embarrassment on her face at this moment. "Sorry, guest, it needs to be picked up from the cellar, you can wait for a while."

Ryan complained. "The teacher will kill me, he is still waiting outside!"

The girl had no choice but to emphasize. "Just wait a moment, he will be right back."

Ryan could only sit in front of the counter, covering his head and saying. "The teacher is very strict..."

The girl was hooked up with some memories, and then answered him. "No matter what the teacher is, he is strict until you can handle it alone, but if you can't handle this matter, he will definitely take action."

Ryan looked up blankly, and he found that it was true...

The apprentice mentality made him feel that this girl was really his confidant, so he asked. "you are?"

The girl rubbed her cheeks, slightly embarrassed. "My name is Alimara, I'm a trainee hunter and now I'm working as a bartender."

　The hero's back door...
　　
　
(End of this chapter)