"What did you say? Please say it again, Knight!" The woman in the window was surprised and hesitated to ask again.
Locke took a strange look at the woman in the window. Doesn't she know this medicine?
Yoshak was even more confused. He didn't remember that there was this medicine in the corps headquarters.
"Johnson potion, thank you!" Locke said again.
This time, the woman understood. She shook the bell on her left hand in a panic, and didn't forget that Locke in front of her said, "please wait a moment, knight."
Locke looked at the woman's behavior curiously. He didn't know what medicine she sold in her gourd. It wasn't long before he knew.
A group of heavily armed soldiers surrounded him and joshak. The leader, wearing armor, put a lot of pressure on Locke.
This is a middle-level attendant who can act as a captain in the Second Corps like Baron kaiduoqi.
In the face of a strong man who is two levels higher than himself, Locke and yoshake have no choice but to hold their heads with both hands and hold their hands on standby, because this is the regiment Logistics Office of the second regiment of the eagle Legion. Locke guesses that there may be some misunderstanding here.
He did not expect that the name of just a potion would cause so much noise.
In the dark and quiet little black room, Locke was tortured to death with both hands and fixed on the stone chair. In front of him, besides a knight with only his head exposed, red hair and armor, there was also a sergeant with a book and the appearance of a clerk.
Uncle yoshake was taken to another room, not with Locke.
"Come on! Where did you hear the name 'Johnson potion'?" The red haired man slapped the table with the scabbard of his sword and asked Locke. This man is the middle rank attendant who caught Locke.
"Someone told me." Locke answered.
"Who is it?" The red haired man opened his eyes and looked at Locke. It is easy to think of a beast that chooses people and eats them.
Locke was silent. He didn't know whether to say Angelina's name or not. Both the Baron and Prince kensell had given him a confidentiality order. In the end, Locke was in a dilemma.
"Found it!" The sergeant next to the clerk suddenly said, turning over the files in his hand and dictating, "Locke, a civilian, is now the Deputy squadron leader of the fourth squadron of the second brigade of the Second Corps of the foster Eagle Corps."
The red haired man glanced at Locke and said casually, "I'm not the squadron captain, and I can't come here to exchange medicine."
The clerk then said, "disappeared in the Bering mountains a month ago. Here is the handwritten confirmation of their captain, Baron kaiduoqi."
"Oh?" The red haired man is interested. It seems that he has caught a big fish this time.
They are the garrison troops of the Logistics Department of the regiment and are specially sent here to deal with emergencies. Today, KASA was on duty in the camp. Suddenly, someone reported that soldiers came to exchange "Johnson potion". Damn it, the Logistics Department of the second regiment provided drugs to stimulate potential or temporarily restore wounds, How could Johnson potion, a precious potion exclusive to the nobility, exist.
Casa is a noble knight, but if he is only a knight, he may work all his life and can only change to a bottle of Johnson medicine. This is not a matter of money, but his achievements and military achievements. This precious medicine that helps to break through the bottleneck is only in the hands of some powerful nobles, not to mention the medicine. No one even knows the formula of the medicine.
Perhaps Locke's identity as a civilian makes this more real. Casa doesn't believe that he is only an entry-level attendant, but also a civilian. He has heard of this medicine through channels.
"Come on, who sent you? You traitor!" Casa pulled the sword out of the scabbard, frivolously pointed the tip of the sword at Locke's lower handle, and a trace of blood flowed out of Locke's pierced skin.
Locke felt the threat of death. Not to mention that his hands and feet were tortured to death in situ. Even if he opened his posture, he could not beat the red haired man with the strength of the middle-level attendant. From the calloused hands and bloodshot eyes of the red haired man, it can be seen that this guy killed a lot of people.
The warning signs of danger intensified when Locke was ready to confess and tell the truth. "Stop!" A fat man with a thick voice and the size of two fat pigs kicked open the door of the small black house. Immediately, a hurricane formed by fighting spirit slapped the red haired man.
Caught off guard, the red haired man was forced to retreat by the fighting hurricane, and even his long sword fell to the ground.
The moment he saw someone at the door, Locke breathed a sigh of relief and was safe. There were two people behind the fat man. One of them was Baron kaiduoqi.
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The final outcome is a misunderstanding. Locke's story of saving the princess has only been circulated in the high-level, not in the low-level sergeants. Baron kaiduoqi has just reported Locke's return to the Ministry of military.
The squadron commander level who is awarded the fighting Qigong method is qualified to be recorded in the file of the forstein military.
Johnson potion is a precious potion among nobles. It is very likely that some nobles who are not combatants do not know that there is such a potion. Locke, who is a civilian, wants it. No wonder he will be noticed by the Logistics Department of the Ministry of military and arrested. Moreover, Locke's file is still a "missing" person.
The fat man finally untied Locke himself and sent Locke out. Of course, Locke recognized that this fat man who seemed harmless to humans and animals and had an amazing tonnage was their commander. When Locke used to be just a little soldier, he saw the fat man from a distance.
The fat man didn't have the bearing and domineering of the commander of the soldiers. He narrowed his eyes and talked to Locke with a smile all the way, which really flattered Locke. Who would have thought that a military commander and a baron, a great man of the count, would be so polite to a civilian.
Baron kaiduoqi interrupted from time to time. Today, the regiment commander arrived in time, thanks to Baron kaiduoqi's timely discovery. Locke and Josh have been out for such a long time. Dinner is over and they haven't come back. It's probably something wrong.
Having dinner with the squadron leaders all the time has such an advantage that Baron kaiduoqi can know which squadron leader's movements in time.
After walking out of the locked black house and taking Josh out of another black house, their regiment commander asked about Locke.
In fact, he already knew what Locke was doing here. Even why Locke was locked up has long been understood in such a long time. As for why he was so superfluous, he said so specifically, of course, for compensation. Everything a person who can stand in such a high position does is carefully considered.
In his opinion, it is very cost-effective to pay a few insignificant potions for people like him to harvest the favor of a soldier who saved the princess and was appreciated by the prince and Marquis marmen.
"Well... I want Johnson potion." Locke said.
The fat soldier frowned. It was this medicine. No wonder Locke will be arrested. Even if he is the head of the logistics office, Locke will also be arrested. This medicine only spread among the upper class nobles of Faustin. Because the side effects and sequelae were extremely weak, it was sought after by a large number of noble knights.
"How many do you want?" The fat soldier commander asked Locke kindly.
"Well..." Angelina didn't tell Locke how much to take at one time, just that it was suitable for him.
"The more, the better." Locke gave an ambiguous answer and kicked the ball of decision to their regiment commander.
Since he decided to make friends with Locke, the fat soldier commander wouldn't care about the cost. He turned and asked a follower behind him, "how many 'Johnson potions' are there in the logistics office now?"
This follower should be the same as the adjutant of the fat soldier commander, because he came to rescue Locke with Baron kaiduoqi and the fat soldier commander just now.
The adjutant took out a small book he had with him and looked it up. The access of this precious medicine will be registered here, so there is a special personal Notepad record.
"There are five more!" The clerk gave an accurate answer.
"Give the knight three!" Said the fat soldier. He's going to bleed.
Locke felt as if he had picked up a big bargain. There were only five such potions in the whole Second Corps. It can be seen that they are precious. Now he has got three of them!
"Thank you, commander!" Locke didn't know the name of the fat soldier commander. He could only express his thanks with the name of the position representative.
"My name is George. Just call me Lord George." The commander of the fat regiment waved his hand and said in a pun, "don't thank me. You deserve it." I don't know if Locke deserved to save the princess, or after being misunderstood, the fat soldier commander compensated him.
"Thank you, Lord George!" Locke thanked.
Baron kaiduoqi on one side looked strange. Looking at Locke, he looked envious, as if he had picked up a big bargain.
While waiting for the soldiers to get the medicine for Locke, the fat soldier head or can call Lord George to start chatting with Locke and Baron ketozzi. During the chatting, the fat soldier head either joked or chatted and asked when Locke needed anything else. Locke remembered another potion recommended by Angelina.
"How about the will refining potion?" Locke said.
This time he asked for it without opening his mouth. Looking at the faces of Baron kaiduoqi and the commander of the fat soldier, we can see how good the three "Johnson potions" he is about to get are. If you want more, you don't know what's good or bad. Locke's eyesight price still exists.
"Well..." When the fat man's regiment leader listened, his legs were soft.
Fortunately, Locke didn't say this medicine first. If he had to say it, there wouldn't be so many things later. Those people in the Corps Logistics Office have never heard of this medicine. Only he, the commander of the army, knew that there was such a medicine.
He took out a handkerchief from his pocket. The fat soldier wiped the sweat from his forehead. The oil sweat on his face and the fat meat trembling on the fat soldier's face were funny.