Rise In Calradia

　　Byron got a large amount of velvet, and he still had almost 200 dinars in cash left in his hand.

　　 The remaining thing is how to find the important early heroes of the good players in the game, Bandak and Yamila.

　　 Bandak is an excellent crossbowman, and Yamila can manage the logistics, have some medical methods, and more importantly, they look good and comfortable.

　　Byron first went to the army and found a crossbowman from the city defense team, under the pretext that an old friend of Bandak gave him a message and wanted to meet him.

　　 The other party told him directly that Bandak had left the crossbowman team because a little prince had humiliated him.

He felt very sorry about this incident. He said that Bandak was an excellent crossbowman and a good captain, and he treated the people very well. He didn't take a cent from the poor. He encountered this situation. What a pity.

　　 He told Byron Bandak's address and asked Byron to help him appropriately. The old captain has worked in Jelkala for many years, but he hasn't saved much. He has been renting an apartment in the city.

　　 Byron has a sad expression on his face, saying that he will try his best to help, but he is very happy.

　　 The worse the opponent's situation, the more meaningful his help.

　　Byron walked for a while in the direction of the address that the soldier said, and found the somewhat rudimentary hut.

　　 He walked to the door, put away his weapon, and knocked gently on the door. Fattis was on the side, and he was also curious about who this Bandak was that Byron had always wanted to meet.

　　 "Is it Mr. Bandak?"

　　 Byron asked.

　　 The door was opened, and his face was covered with stubble, and the man who had not slept last night appeared in front of Byron.

　　Byron can confirm that he is Bandak, his face is very similar to Bandak's face in the game. He is a little taller than Byron and shorter than Fatis. His body is not strong, but he has a lot of muscles in his arms and legs, and his fingers have many calluses.

"Is there a problem?"

　　 Bandak looked at the two seemingly innocent people at the door, and asked with some confusion.

　　 "We were dragged by the traveler, and came to extend greetings to his friend, Mr. Bandak, the Captain of the Crossbowman, Jelkala, and bring some gifts."

　　Byron bowed and took the so-called gift in his hand, but it was the second-class red wine and a piece of salted pork in a water bag.

　　 The alert on Bandak's face disappeared, and he barely smiled.

　　 "Thank you, two friendly gentlemen. I am no longer the captain, but I am still very happy that some friends remember me. If gentlemen don't mind the clutter of the room, please come in and sit down."

　　Since the other party invited him like this, Byron naturally had no intention of rejecting it. He and Fatis entered the room. The room is not big, but it is not as cluttered as Bandak himself said. Except for the bed with a few old sheets missing, the rest of the house looks pleasing to the eye. .

　　 But these things are very cheap, it seems that Bandak has never had much money.

　　 Bandak lit the fire in the dirt pit in the house, and the three of them spread something and sat down on the ground, heated the pork slices slightly, poured red wine, and ate.

　　 "It seems that you haven't been very well recently, what's the matter?"

　　 heard Byron’s question. Bandak was silent for a short while, then smiled and shook his head.

"Actually, it’s not a secret. The little prince of the king came to inspect us on the wall a while ago. It was raining heavily that day, and this little furry kid had to check our weapons. You know, sir, it’s against us in this weather. The crossbowstring was a nightmare, I had to keep it tight. As a result, the hairy boy was commanding it for a while, and my crossbowstring broke..."

　　Byron nodded, expressing understanding. He knew that Rodok's crossbow would not be soaked in water for a long time, so Swadia would brave the heavy rain to attack Rodok's city wall when the spring rain was full, because the opponent did not dare to throw arrows casually.

　　 "That kid blamed me for breaking the crossbow string and hit me with a whip! I can't bear this kind of humiliation, what is it? What use is it if the nobles ask them like this?"

　　 Bandak drank a few glasses of red wine, his face was a little red, and he couldn't control his tongue anymore. He began to complain about the prince and a lot of nobles, and scorned them.

　　 But Fatis, who is also a member of the aristocratic class, is not dissatisfied. He is an upright person and is very tolerant. If the other party is telling the truth, he will not criticize and refute.

　　 And Byron can see that Fatis sympathizes with Bandak.

"I was born in this city. I always wanted to save some money one day to buy some land and be a landlord. I learned archery, can use heavy crossbows, and became the captain of the crossbowmen. In the end, even this house was not mine. I'm still in debt! I really don't know what to do, maybe I should be a mercenary."

　　 Bandak's was a little drunk, and he said what was in his heart, and this was right in Byron's arms.

　　 Now Bandak is not sober, but he can confess his heart. You can't go wrong at this time.

　　 "If you are looking for a job, I may have a suitable one for you."

　　 Byron looked at Bandak and revealed his true intentions.

　　 "What did you say, what job is it?"

　　 Hearing these words, Bandak became energetic, and put down the wine glass in his hand.

　　 "But Bandak, can you leave this city to work? We have to go to many places, the treatment is also very good, and we desperately need a good crossbowman."

　　 After hearing Byron's words, Bandak was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and tried his best to think, then suddenly realized.

　　 "Are you a mercenary? Or the leader of a caravan?"

"That’s right, I’m the captain of the Peony Mercenary Team, but we prefer to do business. We are going to do business in other cities of Calradia. If you join, I will give you 5 dinars a week. I think This is not much worse than when you were the captain~www.novelmt.com~ Byron introduced himself, and by the way, introduced Fatis beside him.

　　 "Fatis is the captain of the Suno cavalry, but now he has left his family and traveled to the mainland with me. He can guarantee my credibility."

　　 After Byron finished speaking, Fatis also nodded, solemnly guaranteeing Byron, very solemn, as if he wanted to hold some ceremony.

　　 "Ah, captain, what else can I say if you can give old Bandak a job. This job suits me, and I'm happy to accept it."

　　 Bandak's face finally showed a smile from excitement, but soon he became a little shy because of some unspeakable concealment.

"But, Captain, I have one thing I need your help...before me, I was in a tavern with a romantic woman...she now has my child, I have to leave something. Can you lend me 50th Gnar? Of course, you can deduct this money from my salary."

　　 Byron smiled, and the other party finally said the most important thing.

"50 dinars? Byron, Bandak, that's your child, and the illegitimate child is also your flesh and blood. It is not enough to leave money. In this way, I will help you buy some land for him, if his mother can work. If you do, you can help her find a job and work in the field. Then after your child is born, he will still have a family with the property left behind by the father who loves her. It's just that his father needs his waiting when he goes out to work. "

　　 Bandak’s expression changed from surprise to joy. At first he thought that Byron was asking for too much money, but Byron’s words came directly to his heart.

　　 Two lines of muddy tears left from the corner of his eyes, and Bandak's voice was also blocked.

　　 "Thank you, good sir, thank you so much..."