Tales of the Reincarnated Lord Chapter 283: Drunk

Chapter 283 Drunk

Carrick came downstairs when Lorist and Tarkel were about to finish their meal. Tarkel called Carrick some food again, and then told him and Lorist that he was going to go out and move around. Carrick wrote everything to his account ...

This will be already in the evening, and Tarkel will take Lorist to go to the arena. The flames and blood tavern are really close to the sports area. After crossing an alley, you will reach the avenue surrounding Wangting District. The opposite side of the avenue is the camp where the Legion was originally guarded. Although the Legion is under guard now, the camp is not free. A variety of flags are fluttering at the gate of the camp. People wearing various leather armor dance knives and guns go in and out of the camp ...

Before crossing the avenue, already jumped over several people in front of the camp, and surrounded Tarkel and Lorist in the center.

"Hey, the two must have come to the camp in response to the call of His Majesty King? I am the Deputy Captain Jason of Sunbucks Mercenary Group. We welcome the two Warriors to join our Mercenary Group ..." A thin man wearing a worn leather armor is very Say warmly to Tarkel and Lorist.

"Your team that broke the Mercenary Group team and went away. Most of the 50 people are still disabled. They are old and weak. Are you joining your Mercenary Group to die? Two brothers, we are the tigers of Guffman Duke(s). We have more than three hundred people in the shark hunting group. Joining us is the best choice ... "A tall man with a disdain next stepped on the thin Mercenary Group of the thin man first, and then turned around to solicit two people.

Another big-faced man called out: "Join our Gariel slaver team, we provide equipped weapons, man, that's all free, don't miss this good opportunity."

"We are the Mercenary Group of Huo Keke Grand Duke(s). Although it has just been set up, it can be treated favorably, and a bottle of sweet wine is provided every day ..." The fourth middle-aged man wearing a chain mail is not too weak. Shouted.

Understand. These people are all recruiting troops here to expand their strength.

"Say tribute to the heroic fighters." Tarkel smiled and answered: "It's just that the two of us are Trade Union Peterson Chamber of Commerce. One of them came to your kingdom to explore business roads and set up offices, and the other is to increase knowledge. Travel around. I just came here to see it so lively just now, I'm sorry to disappoint you.

Well, when Tarkel claimed his identity, those people turned back with a lament, but there were others who stayed.

"I know you," said the man, looking at Tarkel.

"You are?" Tarkel scratched his head, he didn't know the person in front of him.

"You are their friends with Bai Luopu, I have seen you drink with them," said the man.

"Oh ..." Tarkel breathed a sigh of relief. He just thought that there was something wrong with him: "Hello, my name is Tarkel. Do you know Bai Luopu's whereabouts? When we broke out from the slave Bit Port inner city, we Just lost, I didn't find them ... "

"Bai Luopu is dead. When we hit the enemy's defense line at two passes in the hilly area, I saw Bai Luopu fell to the ground with several feather arrows in his body," said the man.

"Nafi Linde, Crinando, Chelva, do you know them? Know where they are now?" Tarkel asked, these people are all his fox friends and dog friends he made in slave Bit Port.

The man shook his head: "I don't know them, but I seem to have heard the name of Chelva. He should be in this camp. Should I take you to look for it?"

"Are you?"

"My name is Dray. I was originally a steward of the slave Bit Port material transportation department. Now I am under the command of King to become a member of the Snow Shame Army." said the man.

"Xue Shajun? What's wrong?" Tarkel was curious.

"Nothing. After we ran to King City, our King heard that we had lost our slave Bit Port and were furious. Even Guffman Duke(s) and Hock Duke(s) were ordered to stay in their Grand Duke Mansion mansion. Regretfully. As for us, all of us were stuffed into this camp by His Majesty King, saying that we would build the Snow Shame Legion, and recruited 24,000 people to go to the front line to assist the guard Legion to recover slave Bit Port. So these people are doing their own The team calls for the dead ... "

"For the dead?"

"Yes." Drey replied: "Many Mercenary Groups and slave traps lost a lot when they broke out, so they need to recruit new people, and then let these new people go up and kill them when they reach the front line, so even if they lose more, they ca n’t be hurt. The old team of the original team will show their bravery because of the heavy casualties, so they will be rewarded.

"Does this work?"

"Of course you can. Anyway, King His Majesty already issued a call order. Those who want to join the army will come over and be divided up by those teams. In a few days, we will go to slave Bit Port when the number is full. By then I can He couldn't survive without the help of Higgwa. "Drey's face smiled helplessly.

"I think you will live to be a hundred years old. Maybe you can also make a great contribution to your King to promote you to become a Aristocrat(s)." Tarkel complimented, then pointed to Lorist and said: "My brother hasn't been here before. I'm going to take him to see the famous King City arena to make him an eye-opener. I'll come to you when I'm done. How about a few drinks at the Flame and Blood Tavern? "

Dre nodded: "Well, then I'll help you find the Chelva them. When you come to me, go to the sentry at the camp door and mention the Dre of the Thunderfire Mercenary Group. They all know . "

After Drey's departure, Tarkel and Lorist soon arrived in the King City arena. This is the most majestic building outside of the palace of Hamidas King City. From the appearance, it looks like two orange petals are spread on the ground and put together, much like the stadiums of the previous Lorist.

"There is a wild mulberry tree in front of the alley to the left of the main gate ..." Tarkel muttered the words: "Yes, there is."

This alley is very secluded and the smell is very bad. I do n’t know how many viewers who watch the gladiator ’s life and death show kill this alley as a convenient public toilet, even the alley stone walls. Underneath the wall were stained blue and yellow with long-term urine pee, exuding a nasty smell.

But on this turquoise stone wall, there are more than thirty children graffiti-shaped with two horizontal and one vertical.

Tarkel covered his nose and said, "Lord(s), Els will draw two horizontal lines on the wall each time they go in, and one vertical line on the two horizontal lines when they come out. Others will only pay attention when he comes in and urinates. These marks on the wall will also make children scribble ... "

"Thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three, thirty-four ..." When Tarkel counted here, he froze. There were only two horizontal and no vertical on the wall, which indicates that Els entered the King City arena. Did not come out after.

"Go, go to the arena and ask." Lorist said.

A few soldier(s) gatekeepers in the gladiatorial field asked a few questions. After each Tarkel plugged a large silver coin(s), they finally made soldier(s) call their Mid Captain(s). However, the Mid Captain(s) denied the fact that Els was still in the arena , Insisted that Els had left after two days of sword training, and he felt strange that he had not been here for two days, etc ...

Lorist tore Tarkel's clothes and motioned him to leave first.

On the way back, Lorist definitely told Tarkel that something went wrong with Els. Because the Mid Captain(s) in that gladiator field blinked when answering, he did not dare to look at Tarkel. Lorist is going to secretly go to the arena to check the facts at night.

Tarkel finds that Lorist is too risky. It ’s better to wait to visit Timba Viscount tomorrow, and ask Timba Viscount to come to the arena to find out where the Els is.

Lorist shook his head. Tarkel was preparing to persuade him again. Suddenly I heard someone shouting his name and looked up, but it was the Drey of the thunder fire Mercenary Group. There were several people standing beside him, one of them Correct. He was in slave Bit Port. Meet friends Chelva.

Cerva Haha laughed and hugged Tarkel, congratulated him on his successful escape to Hamidas King City. Then he asked him to treat him. Chelva said that since he ran to King City, he was penniless. He hadn't touched any meat or bones except for a full stomach in the camp. Every day it was cabbage soup with black bread, and the bird faded out of his mouth. This time I caught the rich man Tarkel, but I have to knock him down, and introduce him a few friends by the way ...

Well, it's another Carrick. Tarkel is very kind. Please go to Lien and Blood Tavern to have a good meal. On the way, Tarkel briefly introduced his pedestrian escape experience, and then sighed deeply.

"How to pull, Tarkel brothers, what a sigh, do you blame the brothers for eating you for nothing?" said Chelva very dissatisfied.

"No, just now our two brothers went to the arena, but found that one of the brothers who had stayed at King City every day to go to the arena to practice swords is missing. I am very worried about his whereabouts, I do n’t know how to go back and explain to my uncle. "Tarkel frowned and sighed.

"What's going on?" Drey asked.

"The Chelva brothers know that when I first came to slave Bit Port, wasn't there another guy named Els who was with me? That was my uncle's son, who came out with me to learn. He was a martial artist, so I know how to practice swords. Later, did n’t you take us two to see the gladiator in the King City arena. My brother heard that he could practice swords with gladiators and stayed here. As a result, when I went to the pub today, Boss said he I did n’t see anyone for two days, so I went to the arena again, and said that my brother did n’t come back the day before yesterday ...

Everyone knows that our brother is a Peterson Chamber of Commerce, and this time I came to your kingdom to open up business roads and set up offices. Naturally, we also have a set of codes and contact marks. We just found out that the mark left by my Els brothers was a sign that entered the arena but did not come out, so we asked the guarding soldier(s) of the arena. As a result, those soldier(s)s just shook their heads and could n’t say clearly, and called their Mid Captain(s). Mid Captain(s) gave us that answer ... "

"Are you saying that the Els brothers are missing?" Chelva jumped up and said, "Don't eat, let's go back, I'll go and gather people to search for the arena ..."

"No need ..." Tarkel quickly hugged Chelva: "Brothers have the righteousness, but I ca n’t help you, but you ca n’t afford to blame you under the trouble of King ..."

"Afraid of a bird, anyway, labor and capital will be on the battlefield after a few days, and it is not that bad for two days to die early. Now the guard of the gladiatorial field is only two hundred people. If you want to make trouble, now Correct has a good opportunity to make a big noise. Maybe you don't need to be on the battlefield. "Chelva murmured.

"Well?" Tarkel wondered: "Did you take us to the gladiator field last time to say that there are soldier(s) guards with a thousand guards Legion? Why are there only two now? What if those slave gladiators rioted? Do? "

"Oh, the Legion guarded 25,000 people in the morning. Now there are less than 3,000 in the King City. They are also responsible for the garrison in the Xicheng storage area. How can there be so many troops to guard the gladiatorial arena! Anyway! In the past few days, the gladiatorial arena has not performed. All slave gladiators are locked in iron cage cells. They are not allowed to go out. The gladiatorial arena does not store weapons and equipment. They cannot find weapons if they want to riot ...

Besides, isn't there still the camp in front of us? In the event of something really happening in the gladiatorial arena, we will launch a crackdown. It's hard to say that all the slave brothers are Expert. Tarkel you can rest assured, King City can't mess up.

By the way, it is said that when we are about to go on the expedition, His Majesty King will host a grand gladiator show. Now more than 1,600 slave gladiators in the gladiator field will split into two sides for a large-scale gladiator. As a sacrifice dedicated to War God, we will win the favor and protection of War God and win our victory ... "Dray showed his well-informed side.

"Oh, I believe that the gladiator performance that day will be very spectacular, I like to watch the gladiator performance. By the way, the Chelva brothers, don't be impulsive, I plan to visit Timba Viscount tomorrow, I believe Timba Viscount will definitely look at us Helping me along the way to help me go to the arena to check the whereabouts of the Els brothers. Tonight we will go for a drink, not drunk or returning ... "Tarkel told Chelva.

"Okay, one word, don't get drunk!" Chelva was excited.

Flame and Blood Tavern soon arrived. As soon as they entered the door, Chelva and Drey and others drank and drank Boss to order good wine and good food. Tarkel asked Boss if Carrick was upstairs. Boss said that Carrick went out after drinking three bottles of fruit wine. He hasn't returned yet.

Cerva patted Tarkel on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry about Carrick. I remember that he seems to have a cousin living in King City. Maybe he went to the door. Right, Tarkel brothers, Open me a room and I'm strangling during this time. "

Tarkel looked back, but saw that Chelva had been holding a tavern waitress in flirtation. He smiled and said to the pub Boss: "Boss, I have the empty room upstairs at night. Any brother who wants to relax can just take someone up, and then come down to drink, and all the costs are on me."

After finishing speaking, I took a gold dollar ticket on the counter, which attracted a burst of cheers and generous praise.

Dre did not bring the maid upstairs. He liked to drink. After drinking three or four bottles, he became interested in the silent Lorist. He had to drink more than Lorist.

Lorist rejected this request. He told Drey that he was the guard of Tarkel Young Lord and could not drink. But Dray did not hesitate to fight against Lorist to drink. Finally, Tarkel ordered Lorist to drink, and he had to give his friends a face.

Lorist said frowningly, "Young Lord, I don't drink."

Three bottles of fruit wine were poured under the persuasion that Drey was a man who would drink, and it was sprayed on the spot. He fell asleep on the ground and did not wake up. All the people present were overjoyed.

Tarkel complained: "You guys are really Yes. Others do n’t drink, they have to get drunk. Now who will help me, take Locke to my room upstairs and have a good night's sleep. Otherwise I'm afraid he would be bad to go back and give me a bad review. "

Downstairs are full of vocals, and Tarkel and his friends have just begun nightlife. There was a sound of popping noises in the next room, mixed with real or fake moans of the maid of the tavern. In the dark room, the originally intoxicated Lorist opened his bright eyes and crawled gently ...

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