Chapter 85 My mount kicked your horse to death, how should I compensate you?

Arriving at the big library, Ryan immediately spotted Amiya reading a newspaper in the corner, but did not see Rowling.

"Mr. Butler."

When Amiya saw Ryan, a flash of joy flashed in her amber eyes, and she waved to Ryan.

Even though Amiya's little face was still cold, Ryan could still feel Amiya's excitement.

Arriving in front of Amiya, Amiya had already put down the newspaper, picked up the ancient book full of Elvish language again, and looked at Ryan expectantly:

"In the past two days, I have been reading this book and found a lot of things I don't understand. I want to ask Mr. Butler for help."

"Okay."

Ryan smiled slightly and reached out to pick up Amiya.

"boom!"

At this moment, the door of the Great Library was pushed open violently, and Octavier subconsciously touched the hilt of the sword behind her.

As a result, I took a closer look and found that it was Rowling who ran in hurriedly and shouted to Ryan:

"Mr. Lane, your horse is in trouble!"

"Is my horse in trouble?"

Ryan looked confused. He clearly placed the horse in the stable well in the morning, right? How could it possibly cause trouble?

"Your horse kicked an earl's horse to death!"

Rowling said anxiously: "Now that count is having a dispute with another person!"

My mount kicked his horse to death, and then he got into an argument with another guy?

Ryan was almost confused by Rowling's call, but in the end, it was true that his horse kicked someone else's horse to death, so he still had to go and take a look.

"Amiya, I'm sorry, I'll go take care of it and I'll be back soon."

Amiya nodded obediently: "Amiya will be waiting for you, Mr. Butler."

Saying goodbye to Amiya, Ryan hurriedly followed Rowling to the stables of Alcott College.

From a distance, Ryan could hear the sounds of quarrels coming from the stables.

When he walked into the stables, he saw several guards from Alcott College trying to persuade him, but they were basically on the side of the man in the aristocratic dress, which was obviously a bit biased.

At the feet of the man wearing aristocratic attire, there was a horse corpse. The death state was quite miserable, and a big hole was kicked out in the stomach.

Opposite the man in a noble dress was a tall female orc.

Ryan knew this female orc, she was Nemitua's attendant.

"Miss Li'er, why don't you just listen to Count Serra and let this matter be over after you lose the money."

The guard standing next to the count persuaded him earnestly.

The female orc named Li'er was so angry that her whole body was shaking, and she clenched her fists tightly: "This matter has nothing to do with me, why should I pay compensation?"

"It has nothing to do with you?"

Earl Serra licked the corner of his mouth and looked at Li'er with some scorn: "If your horse hadn't been barking, how could my horse be frightened and then die of a sneak attack by that skinny horse?

This horse is my beloved horse. How about this? You and the owner of the horse will share the compensation equally. Each of you will compensate me five gold coins. This matter will be over. How about it? "

Hearing this, Li'er gritted her teeth and said, "I don't have that money! Five gold coins? Why don't you grab it!"

"No money? How about this? You can just give me your body as compensation."

While speaking, Count Serra kept looking at Li'er's body up and down, with a lewd smile on his face.

"You...shameless!"

With an angry look on her face, Li'er directly grasped the handle of the dagger at her waist, but at the moment when she was about to pull out the dagger, she seemed a little hesitant.

"What? You want to stab me with a knife?"

Seeing Li'er's movements, Count Serra not only did not retreat, but instead took two steps forward:

"If I guessed correctly, you actually accompanied your young lady here to attend classes, right? I am the Earl of the Hedley Empire. If you hurt me, you can imagine the consequences.

This young lady, you don’t want your young lady to be expelled from school, right? "

While speaking, Count Serra approached Li'er step by step.

Li'er's hand was always holding the handle of the dagger, but her heart was extremely hesitant and helpless.

This is the situation that the orcs have been encountering since they came to the Hedley Empire.

Because, in the previous war between the human race and the beast race, the beast race was defeated.

Therefore, no matter where they go, the beast race will always be inferior to the human race.

Here, Li'er saw countless compatriots become slaves, but they could not do anything. They had to accompany their young ladies to school here for the sake of their future.

Every night, Lil couldn't sleep because of this feeling of guilt.

Just when Count Serra's hand was about to reach out to Li'er's slightly trembling body, a palm suddenly inserted horizontally, directly touching Count Serra's face.

Earl Serra took several steps back in confusion, and finally fell to the ground. He raised his head in a daze, and saw a man in black butler uniform wiping his right hand while walking towards him. Come.

Li'er was also a little dazed, looking at Ryan's back.

"who are you?"

After coming back to his senses, Count Serra remembered that he had been slapped, and immediately said viciously.

"I am the owner of that horse."

Ryan tilted his chin towards his skinny horse, and then looked down at Count Serra:

"My horse kicked your horse to death. Tell me, how should I compensate you?"

Count Serra: "..."

No, it was obviously your horse that kicked my horse to death. Why do you seem to want me to compensate you?

Earl Serra stood up, dusted himself off, and readjusted his demeanor:

"That female orc wants to compensate me five gold coins. As for you, compensate me ten gold coins!"

Hearing this, Ryan raised his eyebrows slightly: "You just seemed to have only said that you would pay five coins?"

"Don't you know what you just did?"

Earl Serra's eyes were sinister: "Beat the Earl! If you hadn't been the butler of a certain noble, your little life would have been lost by now!"

"No need to pay him any money!"

At this moment, Li'er spoke: "I just saw that he saw that there was no room in the stable, and saw that your horse was thin, so he wanted to take your seat, but he was kicked to death by your horse!"

After hearing Li'er's words, Ryan looked at Count Serra with a half-smile.

"Orc, you have no place to interrupt here!"

Count Serra immediately scolded Li'er: "This statement is pure nonsense! That I want to seize the horse's seat? Who saw it? It was all made up by that female orc!"

Ryan and Sera looked at each other for a moment, until Sera's eyes began to dodge, and then looked at the guards on the side.

The guards looked at each other in confusion, and then said with a guilty conscience:

"We...we don't know, anyway, the scene was already like this when we arrived!"