Playing until the afternoon, Angelina left with Locke when she saw that her mentor was almost back to the Wizarding Tower.
Every wizard has a quirk of one sort or another, and Angelina's mentor is the type of personality that doesn't want to be disturbed by others.
The trip hadn't been for nothing, and in addition to picking up a few pieces of 'fluorite' along the way, Angelina had slipped Locke an ink-colored cane.
"A good thing that can instantly fireball spell twice oh~" Angelina laughed, this was one of his mentor's creations, although it was a disposable item, but converted into a dreidel, it was at least a hundred gold or more, and there was still a price for it.
Tucking it into his pocket, Locke didn't realize the value of this cane, he had seen the power of a fireball spell once, it was issued by a low-ranked magical apprentice when he was in the city of Phalanx, and it gave him a great shock at that time, he thought that this fireball spell was of th
Locke was a second-class soldier of the Faustine Kingdom. He had started serving at the age of 14 and had been serving for 4 years. Today, he was in a good mood. Because it was the day to pay for the soldiers, the second-class soldiers of the kingdom had three silver ducas a month. In addition, there were two silver ducas that Baron Cadozzi provided for his soldiers. He could get four silver ducas a month. Why four, not five? It was because the military would always embezzle one silver ducas. That was a tradition.Locke couldn't wait to receive four silver ducas. Then, he would ask Lord Baron's caravan to send three back to his hometown. He hoped that his sister could buy a ribbon that she liked to replace the rough-linen wrapped on her hair. He also hoped that his parents would eat one or two meals of white bread in the next month. They were already in poor health. As for the remaining silver ducas, Locke would treat his brothers to a drink. He had a little authority,
Four years of war had given Locke the habit of eating quickly. He finished the meal, wiped his hands, and said to Hans, "Hans, let's go."Locke arrived at the munition depot again. It was noon now, and most people were either sleeping or soaking in taverns. Locke walked straight to the posthouse at the rear of the munition depot, took the money pouch from Hans, and walked into the courier station."Warner! Warner!" Locke shouted."What! What's the matter! Damn Locke, I heard it. You ruined my afternoon nap. You damned bastard!" Warner, who was in charge of the courier station's communication duties, walked out of a room and complained, "Is it sending money to your family again? Come on, give it to me!""Here, this is mine. And those bags belong to other guys in my team. Don't mess it up!" Locke warned."I know, I know. It's not the first time I worked for this. None of the other teams are as fussy as you!" Warner was s
When it was four in the afternoon, most of the people woke up. Locke got out of bed and began to call his subordinates. "Let's go and drink outside the camp! It's so hot that I can't sleep!" Locke complained."Great!" Locke's team members were very excited that they could immediately enjoy free wine. On a hot day, only the iced ale could let them calm down."Kane, take them to Green Palm Tavern first. Order a glass of ale for each of them and book a private room. Tell the lady boss that it's on me. Hans, go with me to visit Captain Joshak." Locke instructed."Yes.". Kane and Hans answered.Locke and Hans came to Uncle Joshak's tent, "Uncle Joshak, go drink!" Just as they entered the tent, Locke shouted at Uncle Joshak, who seemed to have just woken up."I know. Kid, lower your voice. I got a headache because of you." Uncle Joshak teased."Uncle, let's go. I have already arranged for someone to book a priva
After entering the room, Uncle Joshak casually took off his casual clothes and placed them on the hanger before sitting on the sofa. So did Locke. He put his clothes away and sat on the other side. The two men in military leather shirts were not in a hurry to speak. Locke first opened the wine bottle, filled the cups for Uncle Joshak and himself. They clinked their cups and drank first. Then they began to talk about business."Good, you are becoming more and more steady. It seems that you have improved a lot these years." Uncle Joshak said first. It was really incredible. In others' eyes, the bold, straightforward, and rugged Joshak taught a person to be calm. It seemed that this bearded man was not as simple as how he looked like."Uncle Joshak, you must be joking. This is nothing. I learned it from you." Locke said humbly."Don't talk nonsense! When did I teach you this? Am I that kind of person?" Uncle Joshak laughed and scolded. After that,
After drinking for a while, they began to talk about their hometown. Locke could tell that Uncle Joshak was missing his two sons, and he was teaching Locke some attitudes and manners to do things. Locke was also very touched by Uncle Joshak's friendship, and he often treated himself a junior and toasted Uncle Joshak. Locke had an impression of Uncle Joshak's two sons. When he first joined the army, Uncle Joshak's eldest son inherited Uncle Joshak's blacksmith shop, and his youngest son was a small assistant working in the blacksmith shop. The youngest son forged Locke's first weapon, a short dagger.This short dagger had no wooden handle, only the end of the knife was wrapped in a rough linen cloth as the hilt. The short dagger was small and thin, always hidden in his boots. It also had a story.When he secretly joined the army when he was 14 years old, he only brought this short dagger with him. At that time, a boy with a palm-sized dagger joined the army
Locke followed Uncle Joshak down the stairs. At the corner of the stairs, he saw the beautiful lady boss at the front desk again. The lady boss, who was settling accounts, was bent over and lying on the counter. From Locke's angle, he could see the white and smooth chest. Moreover, the lady boss had a kind of intellectual beauty when she was doing accounts. Locke was stunned. He almost rolled down the stairs.At this time, it was already close to evening. The sunset dyed the sky red, and orange-red light shone through the tavern door curtain. There were not many soldiers drinking in the tavern. Except for Locke's team, there were only a few people left. After Uncle Joshak went downstairs, he first greeted the soldiers who were still in the tavern, "Boys, it's almost dinner time. I'll go back to camp first. Go back early." After the remaining soldiers of the tavern responded respectfully, Uncle Joshak turned back and nodded to Locke, leaving first.After sen
In an instant, other than Locke and his subordinates, there was no one else standing in the tavern. At this time, Locke slowly walked to the side of the leading middle-aged man, stepped on his waist and asked, "Who gave you the courage to rob the money of Faustine Kingdom's army?" The consumers here were all from Faustine Kingdom's army, which meant the tavern's profit was from the army."Sir, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again." The middle-aged man was very tactful. He covered his bleeding mouth, bent down and said in a low voice. He did not dare to explain anything. There was no need to talk to this group of fierce Faustine soldiers. Since they had admitted their mistakes and been taught a lesson by them, Locke could not say anything. Their camp was under the management of Baron and their military discipline was very strict. Baron asked them not to 'excessively' disturb the residents. Locke could not kill all these people."Get lost!" Locke kicked t
When Locke was done, the lady boss also came out with two plates of food. She first placed the food on a table, then went back to the bar and took out a candle 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 bar and the ground became a bit clearner. She understood something and there was a touched expression on her face. "Come to eat, my lord." Sylcean greeted Locke."Er... I told you to cook something casually and you really made something casually? Are we going to eat this for dinner?" Locke pointed at the two plates of black paste on the table in surprise. Locke recognized them. They were mashed potatoes. When Locke had been young, his family had not had a good harvest, or had encountered difficulties, they had often eaten this."This... this is the only food I have here. I'm sorry, my lord." Sylcean said in a low voice with a red face. Perhaps she tho