The Third Volume Northern Country Wind Snow 016. Small Town Tavern

  Alfred had rich experience in the military, and at a glance, he knew that a town of this size would absolutely not welcome an armed force of this size to enter, although they were all Knights Templar, but heaven knows what people's beliefs are in such places.

  To be on the safe side, Alfred chose two knights as attendants and ordered his deputy to find a sheltered place for the troops to camp and start a fire nearby. As for him and Dufan, they both wanted to enter the Wooden Town to explore the situation around without saying a word.

  Just as everything was settled, Du Fan and the others had not yet set off, unexpectedly Tassia and Nicholas walked out of the carriage.

  "Ah, you two have arrived. It's quite windy and cold outside, why don't you go rest with the Temple Knights first? As for the remaining matters, Dufan and I will take care of them."

  Tasia didn't say a word, she just let out a cold hum.

  Nicholas smiled lightly and said, "After being cooped up in the carriage for several days, Sister Tasia and I are both tired. It's rare to have a small town, so we also want to go in and take a look around. However, Lord Alfred, you can rest assured that no matter what you do, it's all right. Sister Tasia and I aren't three-year-old children, we know how to distinguish between what's important and what's not, and we won't cause any trouble for the two of you."

  Nicholas's smile was so charming and gentle that it was like a spring flower in June.

  Alfred stared blankly, hesitated for a moment, and nodded. Firstly, whether it was Tasia or Nicholas, their status was higher than his, so he couldn't refuse their request. Secondly, the two of them were originally extremely powerful, having them along would provide an extra pair of helping hands even if they encountered any situation in the small town.

  Du Fan naturally had nothing to say about their behavior, although he could be considered one of the main people in charge of this operation. However, his own strength was too weak, and his identity within the team was really embarrassing. If it weren't for his good relationship with the Temple Knights (he had killed dozens of them in an instant), plus his daily holy and noble appearance which earned him the respect of these devout knights, then letting him be one of the main people in charge would simply be a joke.

  So in this case, Du Fan naturally had nothing good to say.

  This little disturbance soon subsided.

  The remaining Knights Templar, with their horses, went to find a place to camp. Du Fan and his six companions slowly walked towards the gate of Wood Town.

  Perhaps it was because there were no outsiders coming to Muttown, Du Fan and his arrival inevitably caused a stir. Some women and children who had obviously never seen the world before looked at them with interest, but only looked at them and didn't dare say anything more.

  As for the situation in Mùtóu Town, Du Fan and his group had already gotten a general idea. In this small town, there was only one inn, which seemed to also do business as a hotel, but the business didn't seem to be very good.

  When the crowd arrived at the entrance of the inn, night had already fallen. Du Fan raised his head to look at the large wooden door covered with snow water. On top of the door, a broken sign was swaying in the wind.

  The interior of the gate came with a burst of noise, warm light from the door seam came out, making this tavern in the cold wind, but also has a few warm.

  Du Fan and his group pushed open the door of the tavern and immediately attracted attention from others.

  Let's not mention anything else, how many people can this small town hold? In a place like this, basically whenever a stranger comes, they will be stared at for a long time, let alone when several come at once. Moreover, although Du Fan and the others' clothing was simple, it was extremely clean, and they stood out from the other patrons in the tavern.

  At this time, the two knights had already walked to a table in the corner and quickly cleaned up the surrounding area. They also pulled the fireplace in the tavern closer to that direction.

  Du Fan saw this scene, smiled lightly, made a please gesture, and walked in first. Tasia and the others also considered for a moment before following suit and entering one after another.

  However, when they reached the edge of the table, Nicholas and Tasia's faces changed a bit.

  Although the two knights had tidied up the tables and chairs, the black oil stains on them were not something that could be easily wiped clean, let alone the Knights Templar who were not professional cleaning workers.

  Seeing the two men's strange expressions, Du Fan and Alfred exchanged a glance, both silently understanding and secretly smiling.

  But with a smile, Du Fan didn't want to offend the two cannon fodder reserves too much. He casually took off his cotton jacket, tore it into several pieces, and covered the chair and table before Tasuya and Nicholas sat down.

  Nicholas was apparently very pleased with Dufan's behavior, and he turned back to smile at Dufan lightly, which made Dufan feel a little frightened and his hair stood on end, while Tasia didn't say anything but nodded at Dufan.

  Du Fan rubbed his nose and secretly smiled to himself. Compared to those old foxes, it seemed that these two weren't difficult to flatter either.

  But the purpose of this flattering is a bit unspeakable!

  Should I tell them, hey, young masters, I'm flattering you, and it's preparing for the day when we arrive at the Temple of Gods, let you go as cannon fodder!

  But Du Fan and his behavior fell into the eyes of the tavern people, but it seemed a bit pretentious.

  The originally quiet tavern immediately became lively again. Although they didn't know what kind of identity Du Fan and the others had, these people started to get rowdy without any restraint.

  "Oh! Everyone come and see! That pretty-looking young man is actually just a servant, and he even has to tear his clothes to make padding for the other two. Are those two noblemen?"

  "What's with the noble lord, look at that girl! Oh my god, when my elder cousin took me to the provincial city to visit prostitutes back then, I didn't even see anyone as beautiful as this. If they let me sleep with this little thing for one night, even if it means taking out all ten of our family's gold coins, I'd agree."

  "Damn it, you little brat don't know anything! You think you can get a woman like this with just over ten gold coins? Let me tell you, some women are priceless!"

  "Alright, alright, let's not talk about women. Look at that guy over there, how come he looks so fair and tender, even better-looking than a woman? Could he be the Rabbit God?"

  As for these unbridled remarks, the four of them, including Du Fan, didn't have any reaction, but those two knights couldn't help twitching their facial muscles when they saw Saint Nicholas and Sister Tasia being ridiculed by this border villager.

  Du Fan patted his hand and said, "Both of you sit down. This poor mountain and evil water produce stubborn people. It's not worth getting angry about. Are you going to kill someone? Our goal this time is the Temple of God. Let's just listen to this kind of thing and consider it settled. If we can avoid trouble, let's not stir up trouble."

  Alfred also nodded and said: "Sit down, just ignore this kind of person."

  Two Knights Templar, though annoyed in their hearts, still sat down obediently, but seeing Du Fan and the others, they didn't dare to have any opinions. Those drunkards, on the other hand, became even more outrageous one by one.

  Du Fan's face was calm, and he casually ordered some hot food and wheat wine, inviting several people to join him in eating.

  However, the six people in this row, including two Knights Templar, although not all of them were masters who had been treated with respect, really did not have any interest in those black lacquered cups and plates. The things on them just stayed there, untouched.

  Seeing Du Fan and his gang's behavior, those drunkards laughed even more wildly. Amidst the men's laughter, there were also a few women's flirtatious giggles. Apparently, these women were in the sex trade. Although they only occasionally said a word or two, their words were even more vicious than the men's.

  "Hey, look at that little girl with a dejected expression, I wonder if she was just played by those few men and is now exhausted?"

  "No, no, I think she's played with several men."

  Some drunkards stood up amidst the laughter of several prostitutes, one of whom walked to Du Fan's table with a wine cup and said: "Little girl, come on, accompany me..."

  The words had not been spoken yet, when the knight suddenly stood up and with a wave of his hand, he sent that guy flying. Fortunately, although he was angry, the Temple Knights were still kind-hearted, so this strike did not use internal energy. The drunkard was hit by him and struggled on the ground for a long time before stumbling back to his feet.

  The tavern erupted into a burst of laughter.

  The man who was knocked down looked somewhat annoyed, he scratched his hair a few times, pointing in the direction of Du Fan and others, saying: "Bastard, do you know who I am? I gave face to your little bitch, but you dare to resist? Let me tell you, which merchant's woman hasn't been fucked by me every year when they come to town for business? I'll tell you, if this time you let that little bitch lick my dick herself, it's still okay, otherwise, none of you will be able to leave this small town alive!"

  This time, even Nicholas couldn't help but furrow his brow, while Tasia still had a cold expression, as if the person being talked about wasn't her.

  Looking at their expressions, Alfred sneered and said, "Kill them!"