Chapter 84

"Well, are you sure your husband can get rid of a caster and four knights? I mean, the four squires of the mage have erupted into Knight fighting." kukas asked without any concealment.

While kukas was talking, the red robed caster and his four squires looked at kukas. The mage's expression was very flat, while the four squires around him released a trace of murderous spirit and stared at kukas fiercely. And kukas cares about that? He glared back at the other side, and then moved towards the female doctor.

"There are only five people, but my husband controls a team of 100 people!" the female doctor casually put the transparent glass on the round table, then put her hands on her knees, put her chin on her knees, looked at the glass and whispered, "some people rely on their own power to arbitrarily occupy other people's things, which is what I dislike most."

The words of the female doctor made the red robed mage's face look ugly, but he returned to his normal appearance in an instant. Kukas threw out several money bags and asked the waiter to send the wine prepared by the bartender for the female doctor to taste.

"As long as I'm still alive, no matter how much you spend here, I'll pay more for you." after kukas said this rudely, he turned his head and said to the man, "Hey! I think the gold coin I paid you is enough for her to drink a lot of wine, don't you think?"

"Yes, knight, if only this lady alone, she can drink ten of the most expensive drinks here every day for a month." the man secretly swept the checkout staff in front of the counter and answered kukas's question loudly.

Hearing this, kukas was very satisfied. The female doctor smiled in a low voice.

At this time, musicians played music in the tavern. Some soldiers who came here to drink and some businessmen who sold goods began to take their female partners and start dancing in the open space in the center of the tavern. Of course, many people are single. There were only a few women among the celibate crowd, either the maid soldiers who came here with the caravan, or the female soldiers. You know, in this world, women soldiers do no less than those women in kukas's previous life. Although these women soldiers are not professionals, they can also fight on the battlefield with knives, guns and sticks.

When the music sounded, the female doctor stretched out and got down from the high back chair, then turned her body and jumped up in the crowd. No cumbersome dancing, no rules and many requirements, only wantonly waving limbs to vent.

The golden curly hair danced in the air with the beating of the female doctor. Like others here, she wantonly publicized her youth and vitality under the provocation of music.

Someone suddenly sang a popular love song of the castu Empire, and then everyone matched it loudly. Even kukas, who couldn't sing, sat on the large back chair, gently knocked on the table, narrowed his eyes and shook his head.

The tavern is not far from the military camp where kukas is located, so there are many soldiers gathered here. They relax here while they are resting, because no one knows whether they can live tomorrow.

The candlelight on the wall lamp swayed in the gust of wind caused by the dancing of the people, and the candles went out from time to time, making the already dark tavern even darker. Although the guys continue to relight the candles, they still can't stop this from happening and continuing.

The heavy military boots stepping on the wooden board, the mutual friction and collision of spurs, the sound of women's unique small feet, the collision of wine cups, the music of musicians and the hoarse roar are so exciting in the tavern.

The love song was repeated over and over again. Kukas only vaguely heard that the content of the lyrics was probably: a young woman was waiting for the return of the man at home. The woman not only longed for her man to leave the battlefield as soon as possible and go home to farm and live safely, but also longed for the man to spend more time on the battlefield to obtain merit. This hesitation is not what kukas can understand. He just feels that the melody of the song is very comfortable, at least much better than the music he heard in his previous life.

The carnival singing lasted for a long time before it slowly stopped. The crowd dispersed, and the sweaty female doctor panted back to her seat. At this time, a man brought a cup of prepared wine again.

"Why don't you go up?" the female doctor took a sip, then curled up in the chair again, put her hands around her knees, blinked her big eyes and asked with a smile.

"I can only kill, not these." kukas was a little stunned. He stretched out his bandaged hands and said, "if one day I lose the ability to kill, maybe I will learn these."

"Well! It seems that you are really suitable to be a professional soldier. I think you will continue according to your current idea. Even if you become a high-level professional and have your own territory in the future, you will not manage well." the female doctor wiped the sweat on her cheek and smiled.

The door of the tavern was pushed open, and a cold wind unique to late at night came in from the door. However, it didn't make the guests in the tavern unhappy, but liked the cold wind to cool themselves down.

"Why did you come so late?" the female doctor turned her head to the door as fast as she could. When she saw the visitor, she immediately cheered in a low voice, jumped down from her chair, passed it quickly among the crowded tables and threw herself on the visitor.

An officer came in. He had a long handled war knife hanging from his waist and long riding boots. There was a collision of spurs when walking.

The female doctor hugged the officer and talked in a low voice. Then she took each other's arm and came to kukas to introduce them. "We're leaving. Are you still here? You should go back and rest as soon as possible. It's very late." the female doctor whispered to kukas.

"Well, go back right away," kukas smiled, raising his glass in his hand.

The doctor's husband, the officer, nodded kindly to kukas, and then turned away with his wife. As for kukas, he sat quietly in his chair and squinted at the red robed mage. After he drank up a glass of wine, he pushed away the table and walked out of the tavern without delay.

After he got out of the tavern, there was a knight in mage's retinue in front of him, who was running along a street quickly. Without any hesitation, kukas quickly followed up.

Although it is already late at night, the night in the fortress is sleepless. Many people walk up the street, including women and men who sell their bodies, businessmen and soldiers looking for flowers and willows, but more are night watchmen who patrol to prevent enemy raids.

Kukas and their fast running in the street soon attracted the attention of these night watchmen, but they didn't stop it, because in this fortress, this happened in every street every night, just because they fought for something. As long as they didn't cause damage to the fortress, these night watchmen wouldn't care.

Around several streets, the master's retinue caught up with a carriage. He clenched his hands and hit the horse hard.

"Die!" a roar came from the carriage, and then the carriage burst, and an officer jumped down with a long handled war knife. The sharp Sabre turned into a piece of martial arts and rolled hard at the mage's retinue.

"Leave this woman, or you will die." the master's retinue screamed strangely, and did not pay attention to the officer at all. When he waved his fist to rush up again, kukas caught up.

"Go away, rubbish!" kukas shouted, jumping up and smashing the mage's squire.

The master's retinue was not alarmed when he saw kukas attacking from behind. Instead, he swung his fists and hit kukas on the chest. He wore a glove on his fist. There were five three edged thorns on the glove. It looked very ferocious.

The muscles wriggled, and the chain hidden under the broad robe came out of kukas's arm like a poisonous snake. Two three foot long chains were hung, and the evil wind beat the master's squire fiercely. At the same time, the officer also carried a war knife and continued to kill the squire on the back.

A shrill whistling sound sounded from kukas's back. After perceiving the sound, kukas had to curl up and rewind the chain to wave around to resist the attack of the sound. Because he recognized that the sound was transmitted by the short spear when it was flying rapidly.

With a loud tinkle, a short black spear fell to the ground, and kukas understood his wrists. The two chains were rolled back and wrapped around his arms and palms. "I'll kill this, you kill the one with the short spear." he screamed, urging the black sand palm to pat the mage's retinue wearing the trap. The officer didn't hesitate. As soon as he turned around, the whole man burst into a fierce fight. In just one breath, he appeared dozens of steps away. There was a mage's bodyguard throwing with a short spear, but he didn't expect that the other party's speed was so fast that he couldn't Dodge. He was cut off by the officer with a war knife.

"Roar!" although kukas can't use enough strength because of his injury, he can urge him to fight with all his strength. After the fierce fighting spirit swam to several special positions in the meridians, it burst out of his palm in an instant. The black fighting spirit turned into grains of sand circling in his palm, and then hit each other's fists.

The mage's retinue also urged the fighting spirit, and he didn't know how his fist was made. After the blessing of the fist, the fighting spirit turned into five sharp spikes of an elbow and greeted kukas's palm.