"Didn''t I tell you? You''ve regained your freedom. You can do what you want and don''t follow me anymore." Gladwell turned and said

    For the fifth time, Gladwell persuaded the slave to leave.

    "But... You are my life-saving benefactor. My mother said that people should know their kindness and repay them. Therefore, I want to be your entourage to repay you."

    "Listen, no one has the right to call others like cattle and horses, and the king is no exception."

    "But I am willing to be your entourage."

    "My name is Gladwell. What''s your name?" Gladwell picked up the wounded slave

    "My name is Tony, master," said the slave

    "Tony, don''t call me master. We are equal companions. Just call me graver. Remember, you and I are companions now."

    "Yes, Lord Gladwell," Tony nodded.

    In this way, they found a small hotel to stay. Gladwell chose this hotel because it was on credit. Now Gladwell is penniless and can only take one step at a time.

    In the hotel room, Gladwell simply bandaged Tony.

    At night, Gladwell lay in bed and couldn''t sleep.

    "What to do, how to pay for the hotel, and where to go in the future?" these questions lingered in Gladwell''s mind for a long time

    Glawell did not feel sleepy until the East turned white, but soon he couldn''t sleep anymore.

    After a while, Gladwell got up, dressed and left the hotel. He wanted to take a chance and see if he could find a job here. At this time, Tony was still sleeping and didn''t respond at all.

    At this time, the street was deserted and there was no one.

    "It doesn''t make sense. This is the port city of the German Empire. It won''t be so cold even in the morning."

    Suddenly, a figure flashed around the corner of the street, and the man ran quickly towards grawell.

    Gladwell had a bad feeling and couldn''t help gripping the long sword in his hand.

    "Stop! Boy, hand over your money." at this time, there were two more people behind Gladwell.

    Like the man running towards Gladwell, the three men were wearing black hats and ragged leather clothes. It seems that Gladwell was robbed by a bandit gang.

    At the same time, on the other side of the street, in the bar facing Granville, a tall, stout bald man was talking to a fleshy supervisor.

    "Holf, my information must be right this time. I saw with my own eyes that the boy threw a hundred silver coins at random, and it was to save a dead slave. From his appearance, he must be a rich master," said the fleshly faced supervisor

    Yes, the supervisor is the one grawell met at the dock.

    "Well, if you do a good job, I''ll give you 10% of the harvest and catch more slaves for you." the bald man with a scar on his face said with a smile.

    With that, the bald man grabbed the glass and looked leisurely at the good play across the street.

    Gladwell tried to calm himself down. After all, it was not the first time he had met a robber.

    In the past, when he followed the knight, he met several robbers. But thanks to the cleverness of the knight, there were no casualties.

    Just listen to the sound of a sword coming out of its scabbard.

    "No," ravel murmured in his heart

    Gladwell stepped back decisively and avoided the first sword cut by the robber. At the same time, pull out the long sword by inertia.

    Originally, weapons such as two handed sword were very clumsy to use. But Gladwell has specially received the Fencing Training of two handed long sword, so the long sword can be waved flexibly in Gladwell''s hands.

    Gladwell skillfully blocked the attack of the three robbers in turn with a long sword lattice, and sought a way to break the enemy at the same time.

    "Poof"

    A stream of blood sprayed out of grawell''s left arm, and the sword left a bone visible wound in his left arm. This is still grawell hiding fast. If it weren''t for his left arm, he might have been cut off.

    "Boy, you surrender."

    A cold sweat broke out on Gladwell''s forehead, which was very bad for him. We can''t go on like this. We might as well end it with a sword.

    "Ah"

    Gladwell fought hard and cut off the head of one of the robbers. Fresh blood splashed on Gladwell''s face.

    The other two robbers turned white at the sight of this scene.

    "Run!" the remaining two robbers turned and ran away. Gladwell didn''t catch up. After all, he was hurt himself.

    Gao Daguang, who had planned to see a good play in the bar, was furious at the first meal. When the supervisor saw this scene, his legs trembled with fear.

    "Go to hell and avenge my brother."

    The cold dagger pierced the supervisor''s body. With unbelievable eyes for the bald man, the supervisor fell to the ground.

    After killing someone, the tall bald man quickly left the bar.

    Besides, grawell, with a long sword in his hand and blood on his face. This is the first time that Gladwell has killed in his life. Although he killed a robber, his heart is still very heavy.

    Just as Gladwell was about to turn away, a man behind him stopped him.

    "Are you all right? But at least you''re still alive. Others don''t have such good luck. You killed a robber who made our streets restless. I have something to ask you. There are many people here. Come with me." a middle-aged man in a gorgeous leather coat said respectfully.

    Gladwell had nowhere to go anyway, so he agreed to the middle-aged man''s request.

    The two quickly crossed a few streets and finally came to the middle-aged man''s home. The man brought a basin of hot water and wiped the blood off grawell''s face.

    "My name is Salim, a businessman from kellandier."

    "My name is Gladwell."

    "Don''t make yourself at home. I''m not a bad man. I just want to talk to you about something."

    "Uncle Salim, what can I do for you?"

    "Well, my brother and I came here to do business. However, my brother was robbed on the way back to kairandier. The robber asked me to pay 3000 silver dragons to release him. Where can I find such money? However, according to my investigation, this group of robbers seems to be the same as the one you met this morning. But looking at your skill, I felt hopeless 。”

    "I just killed someone. It''s not very good."

    "It doesn''t matter. I have a good relationship with the guard captain here. You just killed a robber. They won''t investigate."

    "Just killed a robber?" Gladwell didn''t expect that human life was so worthless here.