Chapter 219 Looting

This man is not tall, and his body is not strong, even wrapped in a thick cotton coat, he looks very thin; and when he took off the cotton coat and felt hat, he revealed a pale face and an increasingly thin body , even compared with some strong ladies, they are inferior. :///

"Dean, this is Phocia; Phocia, this is Dean!"

Ikos stood between the two, introducing Dean and Focia to each other.

"Hello, Mr. Phocia!"

Dean stretched out his hand and shook it with the other party; Phucia didn't speak, but just nodded, and there was no expression on his pale face.

"Dean, don't mind! Phocia is like this... always immersed in his own world, but there is no problem with his knowledge! Moreover, he has a strong sense of responsibility - you see we came so early, we should understood!"

Ikos explained with a wry smile.

"I can tell!"

Dean laughed, and then, looking at that Foscia, he asked tentatively: "Mr. Foscia, can you hear what I'm saying now?"

"can!"

The other party froze for a moment, then raised his head and replied.

"Well, about your future work, we need to make arrangements. You need to teach a total of five people, one of whom is my deputy. It takes about an hour and a half a day... how long will it take for them to reach a normal level? level?"

Dean asked seriously.

"Are they grounded?"

Phucia asked.

"I have some secondaries and none of the rest; but they'll cooperate very well. And do their best!"

Dean said as if promising.

"Then. It will take at least half a year—on the basis of their full cooperation and best efforts!"

After thinking for a while. Phucia replied like this.

"What if it's just the basics of literacy and counting?"

Dean nodded.

He didn't say too long words, just changed the way of asking.

"To what extent?"

Phucia frowned and asked in confirmation.

"I can roughly understand official documents and letters, and I can calculate the degree of military material coordination!"

Dean gives a standard.

"About ten weeks!"

Phucia replied with certainty—it is just official documents and letters that do not require a lot of reading and rare words, which obviously greatly shortens the time.

"How much salary do you need per week?"

Dean was satisfied with the timing, immediately. Entered the last link.

"A Kimpton!"

Phucia said.

"No problem, deal! Come on, let me show you your students!"

Dean didn't get entangled in such a small matter. After finalizing it, he nodded to Ikos to express his gratitude. Following the latter's nodding and smiling, he led Foscia to the soldier on the other side of the commander's room. She - this time is the time for soldiers to get up, change of guard, and morning training.

Including Huck, the soldiers who don't need to be on duty are all here.

"Huck. Bring Siren and the others out!"

At the door of the barracks, Dean shouted.

"Yes. Commander!"

Immediately, there was a loud answer from our deputy head.

After a while, five people including Huck ran out of the barracks fully dressed.

"This is your family teacher who can learn to read and count in the next ten weeks, Phucia!"

Dean introduced the weak-looking governess beside him.

Immediately, the five of Hark bowed and saluted the tutor—this was just a kind of etiquette, and had nothing to do with status.

"Huck, you help Mr. Phocia prepare a residence - find a single room from those expanded places, and prepare all the necessities of life before lunch!"

Dean ordered his subordinates.

"Captain Dean Ken, I have some things still in the baron's mansion, can you please find someone to deliver them for me?"

Phucia asked.

"Just some books, not many!"

Ikos on the side added.

"Sillen, Ike, the four of you go to help Mr. Phocia!"

Dean nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

After that, around ten o'clock in the morning, everything was done.

Dean could see that Mr. Phocia was quite satisfied, and he was very grateful to his five students who did their own work, so that after finishing these, he couldn't wait to start the first lecture before lunch.

Dean, who saw these in his eyes, showed a smile.

He was happy to see the current situation, or...it was precisely to see such a situation that he assigned Huck and five people to help Foscia one after another.

"Dean, Phocia will be counting on you for a while in the future!"

After everything was ready, the baron's staff got up and said goodbye. When he was about to leave the Knights' residence, the staff said again.

"Do not worry!"

Dean responded.

Then, watching the baron's staff disappear into the snow curtain, he returned to his room - [Sharp Palm Technique] [Stone Body Technique] hasn't been started yet, Dean needs to hurry up.

However, the sudden news at noon disrupted Dean's recent arrangements——

"My lord, my lord!"

The buddy of the 'Beauty Jewel' who was staying in Tire Town, appeared in the Knights' garrison after the Knights' lunch was over and everyone was preparing for their lunch break, with a panicked expression on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Frowning, Dean stood up.

"An, the caravan organized by Boss Ender has been attacked!"

The guy spoke intermittently; immediately, Dean stood up and asked, "When? Is the situation serious?"

"Yesterday afternoon, on the way back from Zhanerling to Tierling, all the food we brought was robbed. Except for Boss Ender who was injured, everyone was killed!"

There was a cry in the guy's voice.

"Where's old Ender now?"

Dean asked. The urgency in the voice was gone. There was no sign of impatience on his face. However, anyone who is familiar with Dean will find that there is an unfamiliar coldness on Dean at this time—or... killing intent!

"In Tyre!"

said the man.

Dean picked up the long sword and walked out - not the [Sharp Knight Sword], but the long sword named [Sharp Thorn of the Wind], which originally belonged to the 'Random Killer'.

【Sharp Thorn of the Wind】

[Type: Standard Long Sword]

【Weight: 3.6kg】

[Length: Blade length 4 feet]

[Special effects: 1, swift; 2, sharp]

[Swift: The magic runes engraved on it effectively reduce the weight. Moreover, the speed of swinging the sword has been accelerated] (gain +0.4 agility advantage in the judgment)

[Sharpness: The blade has undergone special treatment to increase its sharpness by 1] (a sharpness of 1 is equivalent to easily piercing an ordinary steel armor)

[Description: This is a magic long sword that can be called a boutique, and a lot of effort has been devoted to the alchemist]

[Note: Although it is fast and sharp, it is still strong, but it cannot be displayed]

In addition to the [Sharpness] characteristic of [Sharp Knight Sword], this long sword also has a further [Swift] characteristic, which allows Dean to gain +0.4 agility when swinging the sword; 【Light and Sharp Knight Sword】Heavier. However, when [Sharp Knight's Sword] collided with the 'Random Slayer'. Obviously, the gap that appeared because of the inappearable [sturdy] characteristic cannot be used again without repairing it.

Therefore, the original [Sharp Thorn of the Wind] of the "Random Killer" became Dean's saber.

Of course, the scabbard is still the scabbard of the [Sharp Knight Sword].

Dean really couldn't agree with the scabbard studded with all kinds of precious stones.

...

Dean returned to his house in Tire Town at a speed far exceeding that of the buddy.

At the door, two guards from Tire Town were standing there, and in the corridor, the baron's chief guard, Ellen, was standing there. When he saw Dean walking in, the chief guard immediately motioned him to hurry up. go in.

In the original living room, there were five beds, and the flame in the fireplace provided enough heat for the whole room.

And the only old Huoder who can be regarded as a doctor in the town of Tire is busy-this relative of Baron Tire is rare, and Baron Tire must be rescued.

Next to Old Hodder, the baron's staff, whom he had just met this morning, helped him.

"Dean, here!"

Seeing Dean walking in, Baron Till greeted him softly, and then the two walked to the side of the living room, where the kitchen was originally.

"I'm sorry, Dean, I got you in trouble!"

As soon as he entered the kitchen, Baron Till's face showed apology, and then, the good old man's face was replaced by anger: "I never thought that De Fendi would be so bold!"

"Is there any proof that he did it?"

Dean asked with narrowed eyes.

"No, they are all wearing face scarves and cannot be identified at all!" Baron Till said discouragedly, but he still did not change his guess: "But... besides him, who else can be around there? "

"Even if we know it's him, but without evidence, even if the Marquis of Vauban comes forward, we won't be able to get any support, and we will even be bitten back; not to mention...we have more important things to solve now !"

As he spoke, Dean frowned.

"What is more important than this?"

Baron Till was taken aback.

"The barbarians, the barbarians who followed Old Ender's caravan, and... those who died!"

Dean pointed in the direction of the living room.

Of the five bunks there, except for old Ender, the remaining four bunks were filled with savages.

Regarding the fact that the barbarians followed the caravan, Dean knew about it. Old Ander had reported it to Dean immediately - Dean had no objection to this.

On the contrary, he thinks it is a matter of bringing the relationship closer.

Therefore, with Dean's acquiescence, some barbarians will follow every time the caravan travels between Vauban and Tire.

Some went to Vauban City together to exchange items, while others were simply sent out from the barbarian village to protect their 'own food'.

It's just that Dean didn't expect such a thing to happen——

"Regardless of the relationship between Old Ender and the Marquis of Vauban... or because the barbarians are among them, they want to provoke a conflict between me and the barbarians... Defendi!"

The killing intent in Dean's heart began to boil.

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