Rise In Calradia

　　 "It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, you just have to be happy."

　　 In the tavern, Byron took the lead in raising the wine glass and offering it to the other soldiers participating in the competition.

　　 Their expressions are similar to Byron's, they are not happy or disappointed.

　　 Generally in this group situation, it is not too miserable to lose, but obviously it did not win.

　　 Indeed, Byron took his troops excitedly to participate in the team competition, defeated three waves of opponents in a row, and faced the team sent by Yar.

　　 There is a random person caught here, all of them are the best among the Nord warriors, and three of the ten people are Nord's senior soldiers, and the lineup is luxurious and tacitly coordinated.

Although Byron has four hero-level teammates from Elaine Fatis Bandak Yamila to help out, but because it is a match and the opponents of Yar, they can't play dead hands, they can't use bows and crossbows, plus The team is not tacit enough. After a wave of confrontation, Byron and the others are left with five people, that is, four hero-level teammates and Byron.

　　 And because of the excellent defensive formation and tacit cooperation, only one person was defeated by Eleon and chose to admit defeat.

After 　　 they were surrounded by nine people. Byron was first defeated by a senior Nord soldier, and now he still feels a little pain in his ribs.

　　 However, it is not easy for him to support the opponent's more than a dozen moves.

　　 After that, Bandak was also held up by the two Nord Warriors because of the gap caused by Byron's fall.

　　Fatis and Eleon defeated 7 people before they were defeated. In the end, Jamila was left with one enemy and two, and the opponent was the senior soldier of Nord.

　　 But what is surprising is that although Yamila lost in the end, he actually knocked down one person by fake action, put the sword on the opponent's neck, and the opponent's axe was also on her waist.

After the unusual battle, the one who impressed the audience the most was Yamila. Yal also applauded because of her, calling Yamila "the beautiful southern shield girl", which is what the Nords call a female warrior. , Is also an honor.

　　 [Your team has won a certain position in the competitive competition, your reputation +5;]

　　 [Your team is impressive, your title has changed, and your current title is: Captain of Mercenary;]

　　 As the third place in the competition, Byron received a bonus of 500 dinars and a prize of more than 200 dinars that he had won before.

　　 The bet Byron was divided among the soldiers participating in the game, and then he paid for a small-scale banquet.

　　 The meals are all made fresh. Everyone has a fat grilled fish and a fried steak. The white salt and a small amount of spices are added to the Wucheze. It is very delicious.

　　 There are five smoked chickens, skewered sausages, and salted pork on the long table. The white bread and fruit were brought up in full baskets. Three barrels of malt wine were opened, and everyone used a large glass.

　　 Although he didn't win, these foods were enough to be worthy of Jarre's table. Even Elaine lost the upset caused by failure when seeing these delicious foods, and smiled to toast to Jamila. Other soldiers, especially the hired horsemen who were mercenaries, slobbered at the food. They admired Byron and felt lucky that they could find such a boss.

　　 On the other tables in the pub, the ordinary soldiers of Byron also grabbed bacon and smoked fish, gnawed apples shipped from the south, and filled their mouths with bread made of refined flour. They didn't care if the glass was overturned, and the ale was spilled on the ground, because without a barrel of wine, new ones would be delivered immediately.

Even the grooms and the servants who were serfs before, are sitting at the table in the corner at this time. The few people eat cheese, fried eggs, duck legs and dry bread, which is awful in their previous lives. Arrived. And the drinks are just as good as those on the other tables. The farmers smashed their mouths, savoring this rare taste.

　　 The tavernkeeper stood in front of the counter, looking at the scene in front of him, his mouth curled up.

　　 The guy in the tavern has ran over three times and told him that the kitchen has run out of good ingredients and the wine cellar is almost empty, and every time he reports, the arc of his mouth will rise.

　　Because Byron threw a pocket on his counter with 5 dinars denominations of silver coins inside, he could take out one more coin from it and put it in his wallet every time the man reported.

　　 "Eat, drink, the more the better, the more the better..."

　　 The tavern owner touched his beard, feeling happy.

　　 "Tomorrow I am going to visit those millers. I can buy a necklace for my wife. Although the origin is unknown, it is always cheap."

　　 The tavernkeeper hummed the bard's song, and on a bench, there were also two bards sitting on the bench, holding a lute in his hands and singing classic warrior songs.

　　 "Really a rich mercenary. If he is a nobleman, I really want to swear allegiance to him, so I might have the opportunity to become a knight."

　　 A illegitimate rider of Vicia drank a sip of red wine, and looked at Byron, who was toasting to everyone, thinking like this.

　　 In the other seats, the bankrupt farmer who first followed Byron at this time also became the captain of the light infantry. Although they were the first attackers in front of Fatis, they got mixed results.

　　 He was eating a chicken leg at this time, and there were a few clean chicken bones on the plate in front of him.

　　 The other soldiers were drinking malt liquor, joking verbally at each other, okay leftover bread and bones were thrown around. For some of them, this was the first time in their lives.

　　 Unlike him, he is thinking about further development.

"I have helped Master Fatis a lot~www.novelmt.com~ If I ask him to teach me horse riding, he will definitely agree. Then I can be a cavalryman, and I don’t have to pay more. It’s so tiring to walk. A fellow soldier is not as good as I am now. After following this captain, the adults will definitely make a lot of money. Then I will be able to marry my wife to buy land and return to the local owner of Vinda."

　　 Of course, he is not the only one who has this upward mentality. Among the groomsmen, there are also people who always want to join them.

　　 "Look at those who have served in the soldiers, how proud they are."

　　 The groom who has been busy buying armor and weapons for himself swallowed duck meat, and looked at the soldiers and mercenaries enviously who were eating food and drinking wine.

　　 And the other helpers nodded in agreement.

"They have so much money, and every time we fight, we still have something to share. Sometimes we have to help them, but we can't get anything. Lord Byron is rich and generous, but we are not his soldiers. Not those."

　　 "I also want to wear armor and swords like them, so majestic. We have gone so far, so we have learned a lot. If we were in the country, I would think they were those knights, haha..."

　　 "Sooner or later, Lord Byron will make him a soldier and give me iron armor and sword."

　　 As he ate, he seemed to have become a soldier under Byron.

　　 But when he got back to his senses, he found that everyone else was holding the glass, and he immediately raised the glass that was almost empty.

　　 "Respect our victory! Respect Captain Byron, respect our Peony Mission!"

　　 John, who has become a hired rider, took the lead and raised his glass to say a toast, while the other soldiers also yelled after him.

　　 "To victory! To Captain Byron, To Peony Mercenary!"