Mount and Blade

"Damn it, old drunk Finney is going crazy again, stay away from him."

"That brat is done for now, if he doesn't run he might get hacked to death."

"Hey, why is that kid still injured?"

The civilians and regular customers nearby all stayed away from the crazy drunkard, after all, old drunk Finney often went crazy in the tavern more than once or twice.

Green was so upset when he saw this, the two city thugs at his table also nervously touched their waists, but it was a pity that they didn't bring swords downstairs.

"Ha! Go to hell, brat!" The drunkard also chopped up with a sword.

Green had to use the table to roll to the other side, but the drunkard was still relentless and chopped the table into pieces.

"Ah!" The drunkard was still chasing Green with his drunken steps, and Green could only use his old tricks to find a gap to dodge.

"What's going on?!" Lude and the others also noticed the commotion in the tavern, but unfortunately the crowds blocked their view and they couldn't get there for a while.

"Green!!" Ali's voice came over, holding Green's two-handed sword in his arms.

Since being rescued by Green, he is very clear about his duties. Although he just picked up a broken one-handed sword on the battlefield today, Ali has not forgotten his duties as a servant.

That is to always carry Green's weapon.

Green looked over to Ali, and when he saw his weapon, his eyes lit up. Then he planned a route to Ali's vicinity. Many tables were destroyed along the way, causing chaos in the whole tavern.

Food and drinks were spilled all over the floor, causing dissatisfaction among many people, but they didn't want to get hurt for such a trivial matter that had nothing to do with them. After all, the drunkard was holding a sword, and no one wanted to fight for such a trivial matter.

Ali threw the two-handed sword in his arms to Green, who caught it. Although it was a bit difficult to swing it with one hand, it was no problem. After all, with the blessing of Beligat, with 22 points of strength, he could swing it 110 times even if he swung it with one hand. As long as his body was fine, it was more than enough to deal with a drunkard.

Green threw the scabbard away directly, and with his feet, he gathered strength and swung a big sword to repel the drunkard. [Deal 26 points of damage to the opponent]

"Wozhi, you're dead!" Finney, a drunkard who had never been resisted, got angry and slashed at Green with all his strength with the sword.

And how could Green let him stand there like a fool? The moment the sword slashed, he dodged sideways, and a sword stabbed the drunkard's shoulder, staining the entire shoulder red with blood. [Deal 10 points of damage to the opponent]

"Ah, ah, damn little mouse!" The drunkard slashed again.

"Zeng!" "Pah-chi"

The sound of swords clashing came, and Green's blade even slapped Finney's face hard, leaving a big red mark and two knife marks. [Deal 2 points of damage to the opponent]

Finney has grown up so much, when has he ever suffered such a great humiliation? He was hit by a little ghost, and his eyes became clear for a moment, and he began to take it seriously.

"Damn..."

Being hit by a little ghost and getting serious is not a good thing, but if he can't beat this little ghost now, he will probably become the laughing stock of the entire Tulai Port in the future, which is a great shame! !

"Ping" "Bang"

The two fought back and forth, and the drunkard had to be chopped by the big sword from time to time. He should be thankful that the two-handed big sword was given by the system without a sharp edge, otherwise the drunkard in front of him would have become a dead body that could not move.

It's time to change a weapon. Green also began to have some difficulty in dealing with it. The wound on his right shoulder seemed to burst open, and blood kept flowing out.

"Oh!! Come on, little brat!"

"Hahaha, I thought that drunk Finny, who often fights in the pub, was capable of anything? It turns out that he can't even beat a little brat."

"And he's just an injured little brat!!"

"Hahahaha." The people around were watching the fun and making fun of him, laughing at the incompetence of drunk Finny.

At this time, Finny's face was also flushed. His face was originally very ruddy after drinking, and now his face was so angry that blood was about to drip.

And Green also cursed these people inwardly for not helping, and adding fuel to the fire. It became more and more difficult to resist Finny's attack with one hand while injured. He soon neglected it and was chopped on the right arm. The wooden splint and bandages were scattered all over the floor. Fortunately, there was a splint to block it, otherwise this hand would probably be chopped off.

[16 damage points, current health 4/62]

"Hahaha, you're done now, aren't you, brat?" Drunk Finney suddenly laughed. He didn't believe that this brat could do anything to him even though he was like this.

Green was knocked back two or three steps. He rested for a while with his left hand holding a two-handed sword. His right hand was still completely unconscious. He just casually swung it by his side. His whole head was dizzy because of the excessive blood loss today. The scene in front of him was sometimes dark and sometimes bright, as if he could faint at any time.

"Hehe, die!"

Drunk Finney was furious when he thought of the group of people laughing at him just now. He felt that he had to kill this brat today to maintain his reputation. He raised his sword with a ferocious expression and chopped at Green.

"Green!!!"

Chiko had just squeezed through the crowd when he saw that Green was covered in wounds and was about to be chopped by the sword.

Uncle Chico's anxious voice came to his ears vaguely. He couldn't hear what they were saying clearly, but it was a pity that it was too late for him to rush over now.

After staying in this world for six years, it seemed that death was the best salvation in this world of fighting. The double fatigue of body and mind made Green's drowsy mind sprout a sense of death.

Despite this, six years of sword life and day and night mental training still made the body react instinctively. The muscles of the giant beast on the chest seemed to wriggle. For a moment, he didn't know whether it was Green's own reaction or driven by some kind of force.

No, I can't fall here. I promised her that I would give her a whole castle.

Just as Green was thinking this, his body had involuntarily avoided the opponent's sword, and the cold death that sprouted from his body quickly retreated, and his eyes were full of desire for life and ruthlessness to the enemy.

"Hah ah ah ah!!!!"

That's right, you can't fall here! ! ! !

Green's sword slashed the back of the drunkard's neck, and he burst out with unprecedented power. [48 damage to the opponent, knocked out the drunkard Finney, and gained 300 experience points + 300 additional experience points. ]

"Uh..." Finney was still full of disbelief at his own failure before he fell into a coma. Unfortunately, he was knocked unconscious by the sword before he could react.

At this time, there were several hurried footsteps, including the voices of Cheko and Ali, and the voice of the tavern owner. He should be asking if he was okay? But he couldn't hear it clearly. Although Green's eyes were open, they were still dark, but he didn't want to fall down.

"I admit that he drew his sword first, and you have the right to use his wallet!" The tavern owner took Finney's purse from the ground and deducted the money for compensating the tavern. After all, if you draw your sword and duel in the tavern at will, this is an old rule.

"Of course I hope he has a pulse, otherwise, it's not good for our reputation if someone dies in the store..."

"Alright, alright, what's the point of saying these things?! Something happened in the tavern, why don't you call the thugs to pull them apart!!"

"This is not a duel! He's just an injured child!!"

"I..." "Plop"

Just as the tavern owner was about to explain something, Green fell unconscious in Cheko's arms.