After Sergei left, Gary went downstairs to eat something, and then prepared to go out for training outside the town. He hoped that he could regain his physical fitness as soon as possible.
The past few days of rest and recuperation have allowed him to recover a lot, and he no longer needs a wooden stick to walk.
However, he had not taken a few steps out of the tavern when he was blocked by several men with swords.
"My noble lord from Westeros, two of your men have caused trouble. My master would like to invite you to come over."
Gary looked at the men in surprise. The leader actually said Westeros Common Tongue. Although the tone was a bit strange, Gary could still understand it.
In Essos Essos, the more common language is the lower Valyrian (a variant of High Valyrian).
Therefore, Gary, who did not understand the language, usually used gestures to communicate with the locals, which made the situation very embarrassing.
Seeing Gary in a daze, the men loudly repeated what they just said.
Gary just came to his senses, subordinate? It couldn't be those two Mercenary, could it?
He didn't want to worry about these two people, but when he thought that they had done their duty to him during this period, he wanted to go and check the situation first.
If it's just a matter of losing money, then just bail them out yourself.
In the small town, there is a very luxurious courtyard.
It was built by the richest businessman in the town and was usually used by his own family. Only when they met distinguished guests would they give up the courtyard.
For example, at this time, the person living in the courtyard is not a wealthy businessman, but the human trafficker passing by, or should we call him a slave owner.
The courtyard was filled with foreign soldiers holding scimitars, at least forty or fifty of them. Some of them were patrolling the courtyard, some stood on the top of the house and looked out, and some were playing and playing with some women without clothes.
Gary was invited into the courtyard by them, and he saw the slave owner, as well as Sergei and Gabo.
Poor Gabe hasn't put on his pants yet.
Both he and Sergei had injuries on their bodies, as if they had experienced a fight.
"Welcome to the nobles from Westeros. Your subordinates are very tough and did not reveal which family you are from. Since you are here in person now, why not introduce yourself first?"
It was the slave owner who was speaking. He was sitting peacefully on a large wooden chair. Sitting with him were two hot women.
Gary held Dark Sister on his waist with his hands, ready to take action at any time. "No, I have nothing to say to you traffickers. Let them go, and I will compensate them according to the price for the items they damaged."
The slave owner looked displeased. He glanced at Dark Sister at Gary's waist, and smiled again, "Judging from your sword, you are indeed a noble of high status. Well, let's follow your words and talk about compensation first."
He pointed at Sergei and Gabo, "These two men of yours not only smashed things and injured people, but also killed one of my capable subordinates. I don't want too much, just thirty... Sorry, I almost forgot that the gold coins of Westeros are a bit small. If you convert it, I need you to pay forty-five Gold Dragon as compensation."
Forty-five Gold Dragon? That's almost all the belongings of Gary.
Gary is not a fool. He did not rush to pay and leave. Instead, he said slowly, "It's not clear who is right and who is wrong. I'll ask my men first to see what happened."
The slave owner was not in a hurry, "Please do it."
Seeing the slave owner's fearless attitude, Gary couldn't help but start to wonder, was it really Sergei and Gabo who were the first to cause trouble?
He came to Sergei and Gabo who were tied to the ground, "Tell me, didn't you two come out to have fun? Why did it suddenly become like this?"
Gabo turned his head angrily, "Ask him, I don't know anything. I didn't even have time to put on my pants, so they beat me up and threw me here."
Sergei was also angry, "Yes, when I was almost hacked to death outside, you were still exercising on women. You are really a great Gabo Carrillo."
Gabo cursed in disbelief, "You are the one who caused me trouble, you stupid pig!"
"Okay, stop arguing. Sergei, why do you want to kill people?"
Gary stopped the quarrel between the two and asked coldly. If it was really their problem, then Gary would not hesitate to leave them here to die.
Sergei showed great indignation, "Your Excellency, this slave owner has women from Westeros in his hands. They are tortured and tortured. They are very pitiful. I just want to save them."
"You are such an idiot, you are the slave of the slave master! You Mercenary, why are you trying to be a hero? Do you really think of yourself as a knight?"
Gabo's face turned green with anger and he shouted loudly.
Gary disagrees. He believes that there is essentially no difference between mercenaries and knights. One kills for survival and money, and the other kills for honor and money.
If we want to talk about the real difference between the two, it is probably that the complete set of armor worn by the knight is hundreds of times more expensive than the leather armor of Mercenary.
However, he was still shocked, because Sergei was a ruthless person who killed people without blinking an eye. Such a person has long seen the reality clearly and would not have such a sense of justice. How could he kill impulsively because of this?
Sergei closed his eyes, "One of those women is one of my compatriots. She has been tortured..."
"F**K, you've done me a terrible job, I'm going to kill you!" Gabo struggled on the ground, but unfortunately he couldn't break free of the chains originally used to tie slaves.
It turned out that I met an old friend, and Gary asked in a low voice, "Is there anyone from the North?"
Westeros Every noble with a fiefdom has sworn a sacred oath to "protect the people." Gary is deeply loved by House Stark. If the North's people are really in trouble, he has the obligation to rescue them.
But if not, then there is nothing wrong with him wanting to sit back and watch.
"I haven't had time to ask... but it seems that one of them has the accent of the North..." Sergey's voice became smaller and smaller, and his eyes began to dodge, not daring to look at Gary.
Not to mention Gary, even Gabo could tell he was lying.
Gabo said anxiously, "Don't worry about those women now. Please redeem us first. When we return Westeros, we will look for an opportunity to return Gold Dragon to you."
Gary asked again with an expressionless face, "You want to save a fellow villager, but you won't spend money to sell her? If you don't have enough money, won't you come to me to borrow it? Why do you have to kill someone?"
Sergei said angrily, "You have not seen that they only tortured the Westeros people, gouging out their eyes and noses, chopping off their hands and feet. Just so that the slave owners could hear them begging for mercy with Westerosi when they were fighting against them."
Gary couldn't help but frown. Is this slave owner so perverted? Such cruel behavior seems to be an act of revenge. What makes him hate Westeros people so much?
Wait a minute, if the slave owners really hate the Westeros people, then the three of them...
At this moment, all the foreign soldiers in the yard pulled out the scimitars from their waists at the same time. The slave owner said with a ferocious smile, "Leave them alive, I want to enjoy it."
Gary took out Dark Sister from his waist and casually cut off the chains on Gabo and Sergei. "It seems that if you want to get out alive, you have to rely on your own abilities."
After saying that, he turned around and held a sword flower, looked at the foreign soldiers slowly gathering, and said helplessly, "Thank you, you just let me stretch my muscles."