Chapter 562

Old Benson had curly brown hair, shining blue eyes, a slight wrinkle on his forehead, and a shrewd look on his face.

He used to be a tenant farmer in a knight's manor, but he liked to think when he was young. This desire for a strange world made him spend his time studying instead of peeping at the housekeeper's daughter's bath like other bastards.

By the time he was 18 years old, he could read out a text message completely, which was really something to be proud of.

Old Benson's parents thought that he would become a knight's valet or clergyman. From then on, there was a face man in the family. But on his 18th birthday, old Benson found the knight and mortgaged himself in exchange for the mining right of a small mountain forest in the East.

"It only takes me one year to pay off the debt of my Lord's twenty kindrons, otherwise I will be branded as a slave."

At that time, he said so that everyone thought Benson was crazy.

But later it turned out that they were all wrong!

The desperate old Benson began to cut down logs in the forest and hired carpenters to make all kinds of exquisite furniture, which was sold in Kaiyan city.

This brought him two hundred silver tales, which he used to hire a team of miners to explore the forest, and finally he got a small iron ore.

A year later, he handed over one hundred jindelong to the knight and obtained the subsequent mining right of the mineral.

With this first bucket of gold and subsequent contributions, old Benson got rid of poverty and tenant status with amazing speed, became a free citizen, married the old housekeeper's daughter, and opened a small business.

Now, Benson's Black Rose grocery store is not only famous in Kaiyan City, but also extends the business road all the way to Wuthering castle, the center of Fengying plain!

This is also the proudest thing in Benson's life so far.

"Let the boys hurry up, we'll get to Wuthering castle before sunset!"

He looked at the slow motorcade, frowned slightly, and yelled, "in the hotel, there are hot gravy, big Oatmeal Bread, and soft women... Or do you want to sleep another night in the wilderness?"

The power of food and women is infinite, and the speed of the motorcade suddenly accelerated.

Seeing this scene, Benson sighed helplessly.

In fact, the law and order around Wuthering castle is quite good. Due to the strong force of the count of blue mountain and the fact of the regional center, the former city guards often go out to clean up the bandits and large wild animals on the plain.

At that time, the Earl of blue mountain could be proud to announce that every inch of land under his administration was very safe.

But now, things have changed!

The defeat of the war not only made the Earl of blue mountain lose a daughter and a large amount of ransom, but also made hundreds of good guys.

The main force of the city guard was stretched, and the sudden rise of viscount Garcia led to the low strength of Wuthering castle in history.

Now on the plain, we should be careful not only of the scattered wild animals, but also of the horse bandits!

Old Benson thought so, and estimated the combat power of his small team. He shook his head sadly, knowing that he had no ability to resist risks alone.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at the end of the team.

There, a very handsome young man with brown hair was riding on a black horse, looking around curiously.

The other party was a freeman he met on the way, calling himself William, who came from nya town.

After receiving three silver tales and verifying each other's identity, old Benson happily agreed to each other's request.

It turns out that he didn't make a wrong decision.

This William is clean, without a trace of mud leg temperament, but he is quite similar to those noble lords, and has a very good swordsmanship.

One night, old Benson saw with his own eyes that the other side was holding the sword in his hand. It was like a skilled dancer spinning in the moonlight, taking the lives of one wolf after another.

With that one shot, he saved at least the value of ten jindelong in old Benson's pocket.

So, he immediately returned the other party's original fare, and courteously courted him, and talked with William.

Later, Benson was surprised to find that although William was strong, he seemed to have never walked out of the windfly plain and was full of curiosity about everything outside.

Unfortunately, his insight was not much higher than that of William. When the last trace of inventory in his head was removed, the other party resumed his lazy posture and continued to follow the carriage.

The motorcade advanced slowly, and finally arrived at Wuthering city at dusk.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the thirty foot high city wall stands towering, showing a dark green color. The cracks and shadows are covered with moss, with an illusion of historical vicissitudes.

"Mr. Benson, let's break up here!"

As the motorcade was waiting to check into the city, Wu Ming came to say goodbye to old Benson.

"Oh, that's a pity..."

Old Benson spread out his hand: "William, what are you going to do next?"

"Living in Wuthering castle for a while, and... And the martial arts contest! I want to try my luck

Wu Ming told the truth that since he heard about it, he had plans in this regard.

"With your martial arts, even if you can't win the championship, you will surely be favored by those knights and noble lords..." old Benson said: "maybe they will accept you as their servant!"

"Maybe... Thank you again, goodbye!"

Wu Ming waved his hand and turned to leave with a smile on his lips.

If he only wants to be a knight's retinue, why does he have to come here?

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In Wuthering City, there are a lot of people. There are more mercenaries, adventurers or wandering free knights. The atmosphere is noisy. Especially in pubs and hotels, loud noise and fighting have become the mainstream. Wu Ming knows that the news of Lao Bensen is true.

"In ancient times, agricultural production was extremely important. Before spring ploughing, there were similar celebrations..."

"And in Wuthering castle, the reserved program is a martial arts contest held by the Earl of blue mountain! In the past, only knights and knights representing nobles could participate in the competition with limited status. The final champion would get honor and bonus... But this time, the standard will be relaxed and the reward will be heavier. It is even rumored that the winner will get unimaginable promotion. Therefore, a group of speculators will come here... "

Wu Ming understands what the Earl of blue mountain is doing.

In the past, when the war was defeated and the general was defeated at the expense of his troops, we need to replenish our armed forces.

This competition is a general trial, and a large number of excellent knights and soldiers are bound to emerge.

If he doesn't absorb this, how can he recruit and fight against the pressure of viscount Garcia?

Wu Ming immediately smelled the breath of opportunity.

Of course, he was not the only one who saw this opportunity. The influx of mercenaries and adventurers almost crowded Wuthering city.

Wu Ming finally had to pay a high price of a silver taler a day to rent a room in a remote hotel.

For dinner, he used it in the lobby of the hotel. The main food was onion broth and a few pieces of bread. The skill of the owner of the hotel was obviously inferior to that of aunt Roya, which made Wu slightly disappointed.

In the middle of the hall, the smell of crude alcohol is full. In the corner, there is a bard singing beautiful fairy tales and poems.

Of course, there are drunkards and warblers.

The atmosphere is noisy. It's normal to fight directly, but the troublemaker must pay for the cost of the table and chair, otherwise he will be thrown into the street by the hotel owner, and the sheriff will be called.

The best outcome for those who violate the rules of Wuthering city is to be expelled. Of course, there are still measures to be taken, such as whipping and hard labor.

"It's still a while before the martial arts contest..."

Wu Ming drank the broth one mouthful at a time, thinking silently: "this period of time can be fully utilized... Church and books!"

These two things are luxury in nya.

Although there are many illiterates in the knight class, as far as Wu Ming knows, only Baron Terry has a small study in the whole nya Town, but it is obvious that he will not be open to Wu Ming.

There is no public library in Wuthering City, but there are many scholars here. Wu Ming plans to visit them one by one, hoping that Jin Delong can open their door.

As for the church, let alone the church.

In previous novels, even in history, the church in the middle ages, which one is not the existence of arrogance?

Wu Ming is also curious about the operation of the world church.

"Gavry! You fat pig, do you dream of coming to the contest? "

In a roar of laughter, the two mercenaries blushed and began the most common fighting performance. The surrounding drinkers gave up a piece of space and raised their glasses to make a loud noise.

At last, the fat mercenary was smashed on the bridge of his nose and lay on the ground like a dead dog.

The winning mercenary peeled off his armor and took his purse.

At this moment, Wu Ming's hand was lightning down.

Click!

The sound of bone crack rang out. Beside him, a man with triangular eyes quickly retracted his right hand as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake, with a color of venom in his eyes.

"Three hands?"

Wu Ming said coldly, "don't let me see you again, or I will have to cut off one of your fingers according to the general law."

Poof!

When talking, he directly picked up the knife to cut bread and poked it into the nanmu table.

The knife went straight into the handle. This terrible power immediately turned the resentment in the eyes of the three hands into horror: "please forgive me, my Lord! I promise it won't happen again

He bowed and quickly retreated into the darkness.