Walking out into the noisy lobby of the mission, Locke walked straight to a front desk off to the side.
Most of the knights here were still checking the list of quests, and those who turned in quests like Locke were few and far between.
The academy's quests were not set in stone and simple, behind almost every quest, there were dangers that could occur in one way or another, such as the fanged bristling mane that Locke had slaughtered a few months ago, which would have been difficult to deal with by a mid-ranked squire, if not for the fact that he was equipped with a sturdy and heavy armor and a sharp longsword.
The receptionist who received Locke was considered Locke's 'acquaintance', and Locke's mission processing and completion rewards in recent months were all handled by this person.
Giving Locke a smile, and without much greeting, the staff member took one of the packages Locke handed him and began to inspect it.
Inside the package were three starg
A month later, a horse-drawn wagon was traveling on the John Thurston trail."This isn't the mission you were talking about in the first place!" Locke looked helplessly at Irene, who was sitting across from him."Please please please!" The woman, Irene, surprised Locke by being cute, "I had no choice but to look for you."Locke rolled his eyes.It turns out that there wasn't any Phyllis Collar Mining Cave Survey quest, or there was, but that doesn't matter now.Because the two are now on one mission, and that is to help Aileen avoid this blind date.Not bad, just a blind date.Irene came from John Thurston, a small southeastern province of the O'Moore Empire, where the family's grandfather was said to have been a local viscount of real power, but hadn't fallen off over the years.By her father's generation, he had only received a baronial title, and his territory was even more limited to a few small towns and a town that was barely con
A group of people came and went in great numbers.Aside from Irene's parents and uncle's family, the remaining people were almost all distant relatives who lived dependent on both of their families, whether in the Kingdom of Faustian or in the O'Moore Empire, defecting to noble relatives to make a living was a very common thing.Several servants took over the luggage in Locke's hands, which, inside the luggage, in addition to Aileen and his personal belongings, there are two people 'joint venture' to buy gifts for loved ones, Locke, after all, is the first time to meet the 'female parent', not to bring something is not appropriate.Irene's parents acted pleased with Locke's purchase of the gift, and nowadays there aren't many people like him, who know how to talk politely and with class.Rock how to understand what temperament ah, this is he and Angelina and Grace and other people day after day under the influence of subtle, not to mention, at least after arr
Viscount Simak was not like Baron Bissell and the others, who had never seen much of the world; these countryside nobles might not care about noble etiquette, but it was not the same if they came from a big place.Every word, every act, even every expression is strictly planned.From the time Locke stood up, to striding over, to extending his right hand, Viscount Simak did not see that Locke bore the slightest trace of nobility.Also up to the time when Locke extended his hand, Viscount Simak suddenly asked such a very rude question.Viscount Simak's words chilled the scene.Locke's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the unimpressive Viscount Simak in front of him."Why, don't you want to check?" Locke suddenly laughed."I was just expressing my suspicions." Viscount Simak said calmly without a hint of aggressiveness, but this calmness caused the surrounding nobles to feel a chill."This is my academy badge." A ring-shaped medallio
Locke was a second-class soldier of the Faustine Kingdom. He had started serving at the age of 14 and had been serving for 4 years. Today, he was in a good mood. Because it was the day to pay for the soldiers, the second-class soldiers of the kingdom had three silver ducas a month. In addition, there were two silver ducas that Baron Cadozzi provided for his soldiers. He could get four silver ducas a month. Why four, not five? It was because the military would always embezzle one silver ducas. That was a tradition.Locke couldn't wait to receive four silver ducas. Then, he would ask Lord Baron's caravan to send three back to his hometown. He hoped that his sister could buy a ribbon that she liked to replace the rough-linen wrapped on her hair. He also hoped that his parents would eat one or two meals of white bread in the next month. They were already in poor health. As for the remaining silver ducas, Locke would treat his brothers to a drink. He had a little authority,
Four years of war had given Locke the habit of eating quickly. He finished the meal, wiped his hands, and said to Hans, "Hans, let's go."Locke arrived at the munition depot again. It was noon now, and most people were either sleeping or soaking in taverns. Locke walked straight to the posthouse at the rear of the munition depot, took the money pouch from Hans, and walked into the courier station."Warner! Warner!" Locke shouted."What! What's the matter! Damn Locke, I heard it. You ruined my afternoon nap. You damned bastard!" Warner, who was in charge of the courier station's communication duties, walked out of a room and complained, "Is it sending money to your family again? Come on, give it to me!""Here, this is mine. And those bags belong to other guys in my team. Don't mess it up!" Locke warned."I know, I know. It's not the first time I worked for this. None of the other teams are as fussy as you!" Warner was s
When it was four in the afternoon, most of the people woke up. Locke got out of bed and began to call his subordinates. "Let's go and drink outside the camp! It's so hot that I can't sleep!" Locke complained."Great!" Locke's team members were very excited that they could immediately enjoy free wine. On a hot day, only the iced ale could let them calm down."Kane, take them to Green Palm Tavern first. Order a glass of ale for each of them and book a private room. Tell the lady boss that it's on me. Hans, go with me to visit Captain Joshak." Locke instructed."Yes.". Kane and Hans answered.Locke and Hans came to Uncle Joshak's tent, "Uncle Joshak, go drink!" Just as they entered the tent, Locke shouted at Uncle Joshak, who seemed to have just woken up."I know. Kid, lower your voice. I got a headache because of you." Uncle Joshak teased."Uncle, let's go. I have already arranged for someone to book a priva
After entering the room, Uncle Joshak casually took off his casual clothes and placed them on the hanger before sitting on the sofa. So did Locke. He put his clothes away and sat on the other side. The two men in military leather shirts were not in a hurry to speak. Locke first opened the wine bottle, filled the cups for Uncle Joshak and himself. They clinked their cups and drank first. Then they began to talk about business."Good, you are becoming more and more steady. It seems that you have improved a lot these years." Uncle Joshak said first. It was really incredible. In others' eyes, the bold, straightforward, and rugged Joshak taught a person to be calm. It seemed that this bearded man was not as simple as how he looked like."Uncle Joshak, you must be joking. This is nothing. I learned it from you." Locke said humbly."Don't talk nonsense! When did I teach you this? Am I that kind of person?" Uncle Joshak laughed and scolded. After that,
After drinking for a while, they began to talk about their hometown. Locke could tell that Uncle Joshak was missing his two sons, and he was teaching Locke some attitudes and manners to do things. Locke was also very touched by Uncle Joshak's friendship, and he often treated himself a junior and toasted Uncle Joshak. Locke had an impression of Uncle Joshak's two sons. When he first joined the army, Uncle Joshak's eldest son inherited Uncle Joshak's blacksmith shop, and his youngest son was a small assistant working in the blacksmith shop. The youngest son forged Locke's first weapon, a short dagger.This short dagger had no wooden handle, only the end of the knife was wrapped in a rough linen cloth as the hilt. The short dagger was small and thin, always hidden in his boots. It also had a story.When he secretly joined the army when he was 14 years old, he only brought this short dagger with him. At that time, a boy with a palm-sized dagger joined the army