Warpath of the Knight

le that had already burnt to the size of a thumb. After lighting it up, the bar became slightly brighter. Sylcean noticed the newly wrapped package on the ba

Locke pointed at the two plates of black paste on the table in surprise. Locke recognized them. They were mashed potatoes.

y lord." Sylcean said in a low voice with a red face. Pe

lt. Locke was very curious about what this woman was going through right now. If Locke were to exchange the small thumb-liked candle on the table for something in the military camp now, he would be able to get a delicious meal with meat. Candle was a high-end item, and most of them were used by nobles. Because of the complicated crafts

Then, without waiting for the lady boss to say anything, he picked up the plate that was filled with mashed potatoes and ate them

Locke's rude manner, Sylcean ate with a spoon, spoon after spoon, bit by bit, as if enjoying some delicious food, which looked very graceful. Although

ore." Sylcean put half of the food in her plate to Locke. Locke was indeed not full. Seeing the beauti

d already crossed his legs and was looking at her with a smile in his eyes. Sylcean couldn't stan

y the light of the short candle in the middle of the table was still swaying. "Tell me, why is your life s

"Although my small tavern can make a profit of about 30 copper ducas per day. When the business is good, it ca

l gangsters? Just lik

she had recalled something bad. The beautif

is your husband? Didn't he join the higher-ups in the camp? As long as he tells the higher-ups in the

eople who can't make a living. Now, only I and the women behind the tavern can give them money in

lady boss was abandoned by her husband. Was that person's bra

refugees who escaped from other places have to curry favor with him. How can he lack women now?" Sylcean smiled

his fame and the soldiers who were drinking here. Later, they became hungry and didn't care about so much. Every time my customers left, they came to

f you ask someone like me for help, there should be someone who w

is all preserved in the past. Because of the sudden increase in prices and the robbery, I haven't brewed new wine for a long time. It is estimated that it

nd not just teach those hooligans a lesson

the lady blushed and nodded s

to protect you. Besides, maybe one day I will go for the war. Even if I protect you now, what will happen after I leave?" Although Locke wante

e faint flame was on the verge of disapperance. Finally, after burning out the last wisp of white smoke, it went out. The tavern fell into darkness again. The moo

e was very confused and helpless. Locke was also helpless about this. This world was just like this. There was no love for no reason, and there was no hatred for no rea

occupied territory, Peters Barony, or go to find your relatives." Perhaps moved by the lady boss' crying, Locke decided to do his best to help this beautiful wom

The woman's face was filled with tears, but she still cried,

should cry. Only after experiencing the suffering could she become stronger. The lady's cries gradually died down

ern and a few buckets of wine left. Other than myself, I can't think of a way to repay you." Locke could

a fiery tongue blocked his mouth. The beautiful lady boss, Sylcean, hugged L

like firewood encountering a raging fire. He also began to respond to Sylcean roughly. He turned around and picked her up, preparing to deal with this charming d