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Chapter 548

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"Oh! Let's go to the castle immediately … My Tanasha and little Orwin have to follow me. They can't go anywhere! "

Wu Ming followed Lorian into the mansion and walked through a corridor. Immediately, he heard a female tenor voice coming from the hall. It was extremely sharp.

"Madam, please remain calm!"

Another deep male voice sounded. "Although the young lady and master are still young, they have the blood of nobles flowing in their veins. They're at the age to take responsibility … If Viscount Garcia asks for servants, he'll only be satisfied with the two of them …"

"Oh my god! Let the dragons take him away! "

A woman cried. "My poor Tanasha, she's only nine years old!"

"Cough cough!"

At this moment, Lorian could not take it anymore. He coughed and entered the hall.

"Madam, I've brought you William. He persevered until the last moment on the battlefield. Perhaps he knows more …"

"Honorable Madam!"

Wu Ming secretly rolled his eyes, but he still bowed politely. After all, he did not have the power to gain respect yet.

"I don't want to see William … I just want my Tanasha and Orwin to be safe!"

Wu Ming stole a glance at the baroness and saw that she was wearing a black dress. She seemed to be less than 30 years old, but her face was covered by heavy makeup. Her eyes were red and swollen with dark circles. She was obviously a little neurotic.

"I want to write a letter to my father immediately! The Tutt Family will not let this happen! "

The baroness kissed the foreheads of the two boys and girls in front of her. It was obvious that they were terrified.

"We have blue blood. We were born noble! We will never surrender! "

"Cough cough!"

At this moment, a silver-haired old man with slicked-back hair coughed. He looked like a butler. "Honorable Madam, I have to remind you that your father, Baron Tutt, is also one of the captives. Although Viscount Garcia is an outsider, he inherited the bloodline of the Highland Lion. He's also a noble …"

"The Ninth Level of Hell …"

The baroness held her forehead in despair. "I want to go to the castle immediately! Also, get Knight Orloff and Knight Takur here. Bring their best men, now! "

"Your will will be carried out!"

The old butler bowed helplessly.

Seeing this, Lorian helplessly shrugged his shoulders at Wu Ming, "Then I'll take my leave, Madam!"

After leaving the City Lord Mansion, Wu Ming heaved a sigh of relief.

The baroness was like this, but she let him pass easily, which was considered a clear path.

From then on, no one could bring up his experience as a deserter.

Of course, Wu Ming, who knew this, immediately expressed his gratitude to Lorian.

"You deserve it!"

Lorian patted Wu Ming on the shoulder. "Also, after this, your military service for this year will be considered over. If the baron enlists you again, he will have to pay you … Of course, I suggest that you take the initiative to accept it and build your meritorious service. There are a lot of vacancies in the guards this time …"

He looked at Wu Ming with a look that said, "You know what I mean," and then strode away.

"Strange …"

Wu Ming watched the man leave, his eyes filled with doubt.

Lorian used to be indifferent to him, but why did he look at him differently this time?

Could it be because he heard about his performance on the battlefield, and he cherished his talent? Unfortunately, if he knew that William could not move because he was afraid, who knew what expression he would have.

"Of course, this is also an opportunity!"

William's memories told Wu Ming how rare this opportunity was!

In the entire territory, most of the people were tenant farmers, slaves, and the like. If he could get Lorian's recommendation and really become an official soldier, although it would not be considered as jumping to the upper class, at least his status would be greatly improved.

Moreover, only by making meritorious service or obtaining the recognition of the Lord could one obtain the status of a freeman!

"Only by getting close to the castle can I obtain more information about this world, such as Knight training …"

Wu Ming recalled William's memories.

In order to become a Knight, one had to first become a Knight's attendant.

This profession was mostly taken up by the second and third sons of lesser nobles or Knights. They would be sent to familiar Knight families from a young age and live with the head of the family. They would learn how to take care of horses, clean armour, and use spears and two-handed swords in battle.

After their family accumulated a set of Knight armour and made enough meritorious service for the Lord, they might be rewarded with a manor as a fief and officially become a Knight, a noble reserve.

As for the true sons of nobles? They would either receive the training of heirs from a young age, or be sent to the side of greater nobles as servants to prove their loyalty. At the same time, they would learn all kinds of knowledge, and it would feel a little like hostages.

"With the nature of my truesoul, I'm still closer to magic … But now that I have the laws of this world that are physical as a comparison, it's not bad …"

Wu Ming was very open-minded.

Although he did not know what secrets this Knight inheritance had, there should be something unique that could help him now.

"William?"

He walked to the front of an inn, and an auntie wearing an apron happened to come out, staring at him in disbelief.

"Oh! Poor little William! "

Her face had a bit of disbelief, and then there was a bit of surprise: "Gods bless you! You're still alive! "

"I made you worry, I'm really sorry, Aunt Roja!"

Wu Ming slightly bowed.

In William's memory, there was an impression of this woman. He was an orphan when he was young, relying on Aunt Roja who opened the inn to make a living, and this auntie took care of him.

Of course, there was also her daughter, Sophia, a seventeen-year-old girl, at the peak of her youth.

William, who was also young, began to have ideas about this girl. He seriously considered the possibility of marrying this girl, until he went to the battlefield …

"It's good that you're okay!"

Aunt Roja wiped her eyes and pulled Wu Ming into the inn: "You haven't eaten yet, right?"

"Well, please give me a bowl of cream of matsutake soup and three pieces of oatmeal bread!"

Wu Ming touched his stomach, took out a dozen coppers, and forced them into Aunt Roja's hand.

After going around the battlefield, this was still a harvest.

"Okay, wait for a while …"

Watching Aunt Roja enter the back hall, Wu Ming sat at a table in the corner and silently looked around.

As the only inn in the town, Aunt Roja's business was still passable. In the empty hall, there were a few people sitting in twos and threes. The legendary adventurers and bards were nowhere to be seen. Instead, most of the people were locals, drinking low alcohol ale in oak cups, chatting and laughing to pass the time.

"Look! Little William is back! "

An uncle with a brandy nose said: "I hope you didn't lose any parts on the battlefield … Hiccup …"

"Thanks to you, I'm safe and sound!"

Wu Ming didn't argue with him, because he knew that he was just joking without malice.

"William, it's yours!"

At this time, a girl wearing a coarse linen skirt ran out like the wind, holding a wooden plate in her hand. On the plate was a bowl of soup, three pieces of brown bread, and a piece of bacon that had been fried in oil, emitting the aroma of meat.

"Everyone!"

Sophia said loudly: "My mother said that in order to celebrate William's safe return, the next cup of ale is on her!"

"Oh!"

Many of the drunkards were overjoyed, raising their cups: "Cheers to that lucky lad!"

Wu Ming looked at Sophia, who ran back to the kitchen and secretly watched them. He touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

In William's eyes, Sophia was naturally like a fairy.

But he wasn't William, and he didn't want to have anything to do with this person's past.

The matsutake soup was very fragrant, and the taste was quite rich. Aunt Roja's cooking was obviously very good. There was also oat bread, which was softer and more delicious than the lowest grade of black bread.

Wu Ming put the bacon between two pieces of bread and ate it in big mouthfuls. A string of memories appeared in his mind again.

As a member of the lower class, William had naturally suffered a lot in the past. His staple food was basically black bread that was as hard as a brick. That kind of coarse sawdust taste was still fresh in William's memory. Especially if one didn't soak it in advance and ate it dry, it would definitely knock out a few teeth, and it was so hard to swallow that one would want to take a knife and stab it down one's throat.

"This body is really too weak, and it's congenitally deficient …"

Wu Ming secretly sighed in his heart.

After getting a stable life, the first thing he needed to do was to take care of his body.

Without this foundation, no matter how much he trained to improve, it would be useless.

After eating and drinking to his heart's content, and thanking Aunt Roja again and again, Wu Ming went to his residence, William's house.

It was located at the edge of the town, crooked, and looked like a shack that would collapse at any time. This made Wu Ming speechless.

Creak!

He pushed open the door, and a musty smell suddenly came. The turbid air was filled with dust, and he couldn't help but frown.

"There's nothing worth cleaning up … Except …"

Wu Ming came to the corner of the house, moved a stone slab, and dug down until he finally dug out a small black bag.

He shook it a little, and a crisp sound came from inside.

He opened his pocket and turned it upside down. A flash of silver light rolled out of it.

"Three thales and some coppers. That's all William had …" Leylin muttered to himself.

Wu Ming sighed.

Even if he left the battlefield and casually made some money from the dead, it would still be a lot more than this, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"But fortunately, this person is an orphan, and the only people he has any relations with are Aunt Roja's family. He has no ties, and it can be said that he has the least karma …"

This was also what Wu Ming was most satisfied with.

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