Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1081 1063. The mayor and his assistant

The guard who was originally holding a spear and preparing to question Bard was choked by Lan En's preemptive question.

If an ordinary person spoke to the guard like this, then of course the guard would not appear to be good-tempered.

 But the key point is that Lan En's temperament and appearance are too. In short, they are not in the category of ordinary people.

On the way to the mayor's mansion, Lan asked Bud about the mayor's situation.

This mayor is very different from what Lan En expected. He is greedy for money, authoritarian, bullying, and hesitant. Most of the gold he cares about most is obtained from trade with the Woodland Kingdom.

 This was not beyond Lan En’s expectation.

 After all, although this area was once prosperous, after Smaug massacred it, there were only two settlements of intelligent creatures left.

The woodland kingdom in the dark forest, and the town of Changhu.

 Gold does not appear with fishermen when they catch fish. If you want gold, you must have trade and contacts.

 In other words—the elves are the financial backers of the mayor of Lake Town.

 “My lord, who are you?”

　　The guard, who was sniffing due to the cold air, was now helpless in front of Lan En.

 On the one hand, his hair now smells of oil, and his body smells like a hangover. His whole person looks decadent and panicked. He felt completely uncomfortable in front of a person like Lan En, and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

On the other hand, everyone knows that the mayor earns gold coins by trading with elves.

The townspeople live a hard life, and the mayor's mansion keeps a large amount of treasure like a miser. This is why the mayor has strict management of ordnance.

 He actually knows how much he is hated.

Lann is called ‘Adanisil’ by the elves, which means: a human being with elf-like beauty.

The guard had never seen such a person in his life, and he took it for granted that this was an elf coming to talk to the mayor.

The guard's sponsor is the mayor, and the mayor's sponsor is the elf.

Facing the menacing Lan En, the guards naturally lost most of their confidence.

 “I have something to see your mayor. Please report it to him, sir.”

Lan En said it politely, but his tone was tough, and he couldn't refuse it as a matter of course.

 This is so right.

Which financial owner doesn’t talk like this?

The guard was completely oppressed in terms of momentum. He looked helplessly at the other guard who was also standing at the door.

But the guard now looked like a model soldier, standing straight and looking straight.

 Hand made it clear that if you don’t find me, you’ll have nothing to do with it and burn incense.

 “Hurry up, sir. I don’t have time to waste here.”

 Lan lowered his head and looked down at the helpless guards, which gave him even more psychological pressure.

Immediately, the guard sniffed, holding on to his unstable helmet, he turned around and was about to open the door behind him.

But with a creak, the door opened from the inside first.

The guard who was taking the lead and preparing to walk in now turned his steps very smoothly and naturally stood back at his original guard position.

  Someone came to take over halfway, whether passively or actively, the guard felt that he was relieved and irresponsible in front of this elf with extraordinary temperament.

 The person coming out of the door made Lan En subconsciously take two steps back.

This is not because the opponent is so impressive or anything.

This man has a normal human build, with shiny and plaited hair, and wears a cloth hat. Wearing all black, he has a stooped back and shoulders, and he has acne on his face.

These are all ordinary, and his face is even better than that of the townspeople.

 But there was a shit-yellow mark on his shoulder. Lan En didn't want to know what that mark was at all.

“Who is making a noise in front of the mayor’s mansion? Are they not working anymore?”

As soon as he went out, the man twisted his shoulders and looked around menacingly.

 Feels like a chihuahua with bared teeth.

“Don’t you need a rest, Lord Mayor? It’s already afternoon. Do you know how tired you are from having to deal with so many things? Fortunately, you still have me, Lord Alfred!”

He enjoyed the feeling of lecturing the guards so much that Lan En's footsteps moved and the shadow cast by Lan En completely enveloped him, and he came back to his senses.

 “Your name is Alfred?”

Lan En asked calmly.

"It's Lord Alfred! Sir! Do you understand? You are a poor fisherman...?!"

Before turning around, Alfred was habitually swearing, but before he could finish saying the word 'pauper', he had already swallowed it back when he saw Lan En after turning around.

He was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously swallowed back his saliva and swear words, and finally put on a flattering smile.

 A set of processes that run smoothly.

 “Ah! Who is this distinguished lord?”

Seemingly unintentionally, Lan revealed the handle of Arondette's knife at his waist.

After being adjusted by Mrs. Galadriel, the artistic style of this knife has added the aesthetic mark of the elves in this world.

 For example, smooth and gorgeous arc-shaped patterns.

Alfred in front of him had obviously seen the silver candlesticks and gold dinner plates from the elves in the mayor's treasure. He didn't understand art, but just looking at the patterns and styles, it was obvious that they came from the same source. “Take me to see the mayor. I have wasted too much time, both on the road and here.”

 The ambiguous and threatening words made Alfred put aside his last doubts.

He bent down diligently, showing a flattering smile, and made a gesture of inviting people inside.

 “Wait? Bud? What are you doing?”

 “He came with me, stay away from him.”

"Oh! Of course, sir! Of course!" Facing Bud, Alfred gritted his teeth and twitched the corners of his mouth. But as soon as he turned around to face Lan En's back, he immediately and seamlessly switched to a flattering smile.

 This is considered a very powerful skill.

It seemed that Bard rarely received this kind of treatment in front of Alfred.

So he, who was a little nervous just now, even pretended to adjust his collar now.

 “Don’t think that being with an elf makes you a person, Master Bard.”

After smiling at Lan En's back, Alfred changed his face and whispered to Bud behind him.

 “You’d better know who has the final say in this town!”

"Of course it's the mayor." Bud said pretending to be innocent, "Could it be you? Master Alfred?"

 “Apart from the mayor, it’s me! Do you have any objections?”

"No! Of course I have no objection! But please forgive me, I have to follow this elf to see the mayor now, please make way."

Bard raised his hands to indicate that he was innocent and harmless, walked sideways in front of Alfred, and followed Lan En's footsteps.

The foundation rock of Changhu Town determined that the mayor's official residence could not be built very big. Lan En's long legs walked a few steps before he saw the mayor sitting behind his desk holding a dinner plate.

He has thin blond hair. In order to cover up his bald head, he covered the hair on both sides toward the middle, but it couldn't be covered at all, and it only looked greasier.

 He has a paunchy figure and a thin mustache.

 The clothes he is wearing are bright and gorgeous.

 “Hmm? Who are you?”

The mayor, who was eating something from his dinner plate, suddenly raised his head in an unsightly manner.

At the same time, he shouted out: "Guards! Alfred! Who allowed you to let people in! If anyone can enter the mayor's office, how can I maintain my dignity? How can I work with peace of mind and devote myself to the public?" "

“Oh my God! I’m so tired, can’t you save me some time?”

I didn’t notice that the guy eating lamb testicles braised in mushroom sauce and drinking brandy was thinking too hard.

Lan En complained in his mind, while walking nonstop, he walked past the shadow of the bookshelf and approached the desk.

Until his figure completely emerged from the shadow of the bookshelf, the mayor's voice stopped abruptly.

 Obviously, he also felt that he had seen the donor.

 “Uh?” He was stunned for a moment, then pulled his lace scarf to wipe the mushroom juice from his mouth.

 “Oh, this noble elf, welcome to Changhu Town!”

He probed cautiously: "Excuse me, is there anything wrong with the wine we sent to the Woodland Kingdom? Will it affect our friendship?"

 But Lan En didn’t come here to discuss business issues with him.

Lan En's left hand naturally lowered to hold the seal, and the cold white magic aura was hidden in his clothes.

"It has nothing to do with wine, Mr. Mayor. I'm here to remind you that a group of orcs have arrived in this area. They have passed through the Woodland Kingdom and are here to rob you of your wealth and kill your people."

 “Robbing me of my wealth, this.”

 There is no doubt that the latter sentence "killing people" is not as important to the mayor as the previous sentence.

But this doesn’t make sense. The orcs go through the woodland kingdom and do nothing, and then come to my backcountry to rob? Are you specifically trying to rob me?

 How do they know I have gold?

　It stands to reason that there are many loopholes in Lan En’s rhetoric.

 However, the mayor's already confused eyes suddenly dilated, and then condensed again.

"This is too dangerous! It's too dangerous! Orcs! A group of murderers, robbers, and thieves! How could they come to my town!"

In the confused eyes of Bard who followed him, his eyes wandered back and forth between Lan En and the mayor, with surprise and confusion.

Although the mayor is bad, Bud doesn't remember him being so stupid.

 But the fact is that the mayor started calling Alfred loudly.

 “I’m here! Mr. Mayor! Your assistant Alfred!”

“Stop dawdling! Hurry! Let the guards be alert and protect my gold! How can my poor townspeople survive without this gold?”

"Winter is coming, people may starve to death in the town, and now there are orcs coming, and people will die. But it's better than losing the gold! Gold can't be lost! Do you hear me? There is absolutely no room for loss!"

Alfred was also confused. He had just come in two steps behind Bard, and he had been ordered to do these things as soon as he came in.

I don’t understand why orcs are suddenly involved.

Haven’t those guys disappeared in this area for a long time?