Chapter 182: Lingol's Expedition (Part 3): Wandering Knight

Ringol did not choose to go to Fawn City of the Kafulun family, even though they could get a soft bed and hot food there.

The reason is simple. He has disguised himself, but Regon has not. Lord Randyll Cavron knows Regon, and if he looks carefully, he can also recognize Ringol.

Ringol believed that Lord Randyll had also received an order from his father not to help him. He did not want to trouble the earl, so he slept with Rhaegon and Alarion on a wooden stake for a few nights.

It was really uncomfortable.

After sleeping, he was soaked all over, even if he lit a bonfire, Lei Geng, who was relatively weak, still had a fever when they passed through Yulutun. Fortunately, there was a Silver Blood Army Manor nearby, and Ringo Regardless of his soaked clothes, I found an assistant bachelor there and finally rescued Lei Geng.

The Silver Blood Army manor was not large, and Lingol had never visited there, so no one recognized him. Lingol replenished food and wine at the manor, and also bought the most critical things - tents and quilts. .

At least I don’t have to sleep on the grass anymore.

Ringor spent the gold bar in the hilt of the Starsinger's sword, bought two sets of old mail armor, a spear, a battle ax and two iron swords from the manor's blacksmith shop and gave them to Lei Geng and Alarion.

The current team looks like a team of wandering knights.

Although ordinary wandering knights can't wear it so well.

On the way to the Stormlands, a few short-sighted guys did question Ringol and their equipment, and then they were taught by Alarion to behave.

"Bah." An old knight with a scar across his face glanced at Lingol's tent and spat forcefully. Opposite him was a middle-aged knight who looked very loyal and honest. The young man with a bruised face also looked angry.

"Okay, why do you want to mess with others like this? Don't fucking forget, the wine in your glass was given by others." The middle-aged knight glanced at the two guys, one old and one young, unhappily. . It's all that boy's fault, he didn't have any foresight, he went to provoke Ringol and the three of them, but was beaten by Alarion and almost broke his bones. But fortunately, he was very good at playing both sides, and successfully rescued this brat, and also took away a bag of cider from Ringol.

"Seven Hells, 'Hyena', that boy is not even a knight. Who dares to think that my handsome 'handsome man' Sir Albin actually asked a squire to beat him." The young knight did not dare to speak loudly because he was afraid. When Lingol and the others heard this, they could only suppress their anger and lower their voices: "'Hyena,' you are well-informed. Can you tell where they come from?"

The middle-aged knight known as "Hyena" shook his head and said that he did not know the origins of the three Ringols. These three children were obviously young, but their martial arts and equipment were surprisingly good.

Although the equipment of the silver-haired boy and the blond-haired boy are a bit old, they are all good things, and the boy with black hair and green eyes has plate armor and that sword. He has been traveling around for so many years. " "Hyena" Sir Kane thought that he had seen many good weapons, but none of them could catch the eyes of this old knight like that stabbing sword.

"What are you thinking about?" The scar-faced old knight glanced at "Hyena" Kane with some doubts. He didn't understand why he didn't speak after shaking his head, but he still glanced at "Beautiful Man" Albin with disdain. . "You handsome fart man, I think you are a coward. You haven't even spanked a little guy who doesn't even have full hair. Isn't your title of knight a self-proclaimed one?"

"'Scar,' you old immortal." Albin was furious. He was about to throw the cup out, but regrettably found that there was still half a glass of wine in his cup. He poured the wine down his throat angrily: "I am a real knight. Sir Robert of Walnut Village personally made me a knight. Before I became a knight, I was his squire!"

Listening to the voice coming from the other side, Ringor and his two companions also sat around the campfire. Alarion quickly packed up the hares he had shot in the forest and roasted them on the fire.

For civilians, hunting in the lord's forest would lead to death, but for these wandering knights who originally made money with their lives and swords.

Poaching?

It is unknown whether those wealthy knights and small lords can withstand the sweep of three or five wandering knights.

After all, robber knights are not just blown away. These guys are much more cruel than ordinary people when they do bad things. Therefore, even the earls often turned a blind eye to the groups of wandering knights hunting in the woods in their own territories.

They won't stay in their own territory forever anyway.

"Haha, coward Albin." The old knight "Scar" Jaime Hisham is an illegitimate son from the West. His father was once the second son of a wealthy knight family. He failed to inherit the land and wealth, so he could only take it with him. His sword and warhorse wandered out, and he passed them on to his bastard son, Jaime Hisham himself. Over the years, he had served many lords in the hope of gaining land from them, or at least being satisfied. Food and bed. "I'm telling you, those three boys must not be that simple."

When he was about to succeed, the Dance of Blood Dragons broke out, and the noble lord who was about to accept his oath of allegiance took James to the battlefield in the Riverlands.

Then it was tragic.

James still can't forget the scene of Vhagar's body falling from the sky like a mountain in the west. He saw the bronze dragon and the green dragon colliding in the sky, like two mountains, the dragons fighting The sound almost deafened those of them fighting below, and the sky was full of The dragon flames turned into streaks of fire and rained down from the sky. James watched helplessly as a knight holding a wild boar shield was hit by a streak of dragon flames. Amidst the screams, both men and horses were turned into a pile of coke. He I only remember that I was so frightened by the earth-shattering sound that I almost became stupid, and I just turned around and ran away.

Then the sky fell, and at the moment Vhagar was shot down from the sky by Vermithor, the half-deaf ears of Jaime, who was escaping, could clearly hear the cheers of the Mudlegs in the Riverlands. At that time, James just felt that his brain was going to explode. He took off the armor that he once regarded as a treasure, and even snatched the war horse of a noble man with a red lion shield who he had never dared to offend before.

At this time, who cares who is a noble and who is a nameless wandering knight?

The loud noise that silenced the entire world almost made Jaime permanently deaf, and the flames that exploded when Vhagar hit the ground engulfed almost everyone nearby, whether they were riverlanders or people from the Westerlands. But there is still a difference. Even if they are engulfed by the dragon flames, the people in the river are still cheering and shouting "Long live Prince Longzell", while the people in the west are only filled with endless despair.

He was lucky. When Vhagar died, the nobleman's horse carried him away from the scope of the dragon flames. So he survived.

Then his sky fell. The earl to whom he wanted to be loyal was doused with dragon's blood and burned alive on the spot. The earl's eldest son was sent to the Great Wall in the ensuing trial. The regent's mistress no longer supports them as mercenary knights, and James can only continue to wander.

The war brought him no wealth.

All it left him was a permanent burn scar on his back and a knife scar on his face.

And the demon that would always appear in his dreams from then on.

The giant bronze dragon, and the cold, silver-haired man whose face could not be seen clearly.

"'Scar', don't pretend to be something everyone knows." "Hyena" Kane interrupted James unceremoniously. "I can tell that the silver-haired boy is probably from the south. There are a lot of white-haired people there." "Shut up, I can tell." When James saw Kane, he also knew that Lei Geng was probably from the frontier. The people led by the Prince of Di suddenly picked up the wine bag given to them by Lingol and shook it with some boredom. Seeing that there was still some wine in it, they simply poured it out and drank it in one gulp. Before he could take a breath, the wine bag in his hand was snatched away.

"Seven hells." Albin wailed. "We haven't smelled alcohol for half a month. How come you drank so much damn wine after a long time? Scar, I'll fight you!"

Before he could rush out, Albin was pushed back to the stake by the "hyena". "Save your strength, 'Beautiful Man.'" "Hyena" Kane looked helplessly at his companion.

As peace has continued over the years, the security of the Seven Kingdoms has become better and better, and they, the wandering knights, have gradually lost many sources of income.

Some wandering knights have even been reduced to playing robbers on one side and protectors on the other, working together to defraud their employers.

I guess it won't be long before we do the same thing.

"Hyena" Kane thought bitterly.

other side.

The hare had been roasted until it was so oily that it made people drool. Alarion turned the hare over and roasted it for a while before taking it out, tearing it into three parts and handing it to Ringol smoking brown bread soup.

Ringor gave the little white bread left in the ration bag to Lei Geng who had just recovered.

"Thank you." Ringor took his portion of rabbit meat, and regardless of the grease on his hands, he tore off a piece of meat, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it whole.

After savoring the aroma of the meat for a while, Ringol threw the remaining meat into his pot, stirred it with the remaining black bread soup, and ate it.

Lei Geng was stunned.

You know, he has never eaten like this. Ringor is the son of Prince Longzel, how could he be so familiar with the simple processing methods of these foods.

"It's getting late, Lei." Ringol paused and said, "Hago, you rest first. I'll keep watch in the first half of the night, and Roger will keep watch in the second half of the night."

Alarion nodded, and regardless of Rhaegon's objection, he picked him up and threw him into the tent.

"Have a good rest and don't worry Your Highness." Alarion whispered. Lei Gen glanced at Ringor who was staring at the flames and nodded.

During the days when he had a fever, Ringol had been taking care of him. After all, when it comes to medical skills, those assistant bachelors may not be as good as Ringol himself.

He just lacked medication.

Lei Geng kept these things in mind.

I didn’t expect that the person who first dragged His Highness Lingol down would be me.

Lei Geng was filled with guilt for a moment.

I saw one of the three teenagers entering the tent to rest, and the other golden-haired boy seemed to be preparing to rest as well.

Only then did the three wandering knights dare to speak more relaxedly. After all, they had just offended the three teenagers and accepted a bag of wine from them.

How could I not be nervous?

Albin calmed down now, but still glared at "Scar" James fiercely. James didn't care about the boy's eyes at all. He licked his lips and seemed to be savoring the wine he had just drunk.

"Don't savor it, old man." "Hyena" Kane couldn't stand it anymore: "When we get to Griffin's Nest, Lord Clinton will give us wine."

"Kane, you said yesterday that we were going to Storm's End." James suddenly became energetic. "What, is there work for Lord Clinton?"

"Hyena" Cain signaled the child not to interrupt, and then whispered mysteriously: "Didn't you hear the news? Lord Clinton of Griffin's Nest and Duke Baratheon of Storm's End are both recruiting knights. It seems that there is a war to be fought?"

"A war?" Jaime looked at the eyes of "Hyena" in shock: "Impossible, where is the war to be fought in the kingdom now?"

"Not inside the kingdom." Cain continued to lower his voice and said: "I am also speculating. Do you think it is possible that Duke Baratheon wants to fight outside?"

On the other side.

Lingol looked at the rising flames in front of him and began to recall what he had seen and heard since he set out from Dragon's Nest.

He suddenly thought of something.