From a hired knight to a master of Game of Thrones

Mrs. Ella glared at Don Quixote and snorted:

"Sir Knight, you mustn't bully Adele."

...Then I'll bully you.

Don Quixote smiled slightly:

"I am an upright knight!"

"If you find that I am not treating Adele well, you can tell the Earl directly."

"I think the Earl certainly doesn't like us free knights causing trouble."

Mrs. Ella nodded.

She only agreed to let Adele take him away because the Earl had hired this free knight.

She can't be called a kind person.

However, they don't mind talking a bit more about trivial matters to express their sense of responsibility and satisfy their inner boredom.

At that moment, Don Quixote moved his hand.

A golden dragon, which he had held in his palm for a long time, shone brightly and rolled between his five fingers.

He raised an eyebrow and curled his lips, saying:

"Madam, you'd better swallow what you said!"

Mrs. Ella paused for a moment, then it dawned on her that she understood the meaning of Don Quixote.

She spoke without hesitation:

"Sir Knight, I was just joking."

Don Quixote was dissatisfied, and his brow furrowed:

"But I took it seriously!"

Mrs. Ella glanced at Don Quixote discreetly, thinking to herself:

"Lord Don Quixote, you are an upright knight, you cannot bully a weak woman like me."

Don Quixote winked downwards:

"Am I not an upright knight?"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Ella rolled her eyes at Don Quixote.

She smiled charmingly and refused:

"My family would be angry if they found out."

Don Quixote shook his head and smiled wryly:

"It's just you and me here, would you tell him?"

"Lord Raymond should be having a drink at the Wild Inn right now."

"He doesn't have time to come here."

Mrs. Ella's lips sank:

"Heh, you've found out quite a lot."

Don Quixote naturally said:

"It's always better to find out more about these things, it's safer that way, isn't it?"

The backer of Windsor Cottage is Raymond, the current butler of the Seven family.

Mrs. Ella is Raymond's legal wife.

She managed Windsor Cottage for Raymond.

Mrs. Ella snorted:

"You actually know about my father? Aren't you afraid of angering him?"

"I know very well that he recommended you to the Earl and said many good things about you."

Upon hearing this, Don Quixote suddenly felt a pang of guilt:

"We must thank him properly; we can't let you suffer any injustice, Madam."

Mrs. Ella: "Hmph."

Don Quixote, with his empathetic understanding, began to put himself in the other person's shoes.

He then walked over on his own initiative.

He didn't want to put Mrs. Ella in a difficult position.

Close the door.

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Don Quixote complained:

"Madam, you must be a person of your word. What you've said, you must swallow, no matter how bitter it may be!"

Mrs. Ella gritted her teeth and refused to relax.

Don Quixote shook his head and smiled.

Mrs. Ella is wonderful in every way.

They're just hypocritical and always finding fault.

It's unbearable.

Not long after.

Outside.

Adele walked outside the room and suddenly stopped in her tracks, stunned.

Her face showed fear.

She hadn't expected Don Quixote to have such a bad temper.

Even the high-ranking lady was treated without any courtesy.

unacceptable.

The screams that came from my ears.

unacceptable!

Adele was even more terrified.

I started to worry about my future.

Suddenly the door opened, and a hand pulled Adele inside:

"Is that Adele? Come in!"

Early the next morning.

Mrs. Ella, her face flushed, opened the door and stormed off.

What a rude guest!

This was the first time she had ever encountered such an unreasonable person.

It’s so deceiving!

She plans to rest for a few days to calm down.

Several more hours passed.

Don Quixote got up and whispered:

"Adele, you're too tired. Rest here for a couple of days."

As he spoke, he took out a silver deer, placed it directly beside the bed without counting it, and continued:

"If you get hungry, go to the Iron Axe Tavern and have a good meal."

"When it gets cold, go to the leather shop and buy some nice, thick clothes."

"Don't be frugal, take good care of yourself."

Hearing this, Adele, who was still very sleepy, opened her eyes in confusion and muttered to herself:

"No, sir."

"I want to go with the adults, don't leave me behind."

Don Quixote thought for a moment and said:

"Then you rest first, I'll go outside the city to tell my men."

"Tell them to be more careful; I won't be patrolling today."

"I'll be back soon, and we'll go out to eat together then."

"Ah..." Adele was touched but also refused.

"Then you should go on your patrol, sir. If those nobles find out you've neglected your post, they'll punish you!"

Don Quixote helped Adele cover herself with the animal skin blanket and laughed:

"It's alright, I'll have my men cover for us, those nobles won't know."

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The day passed quickly.

Don Quixote patrolled on horseback, his face unusually showing signs of fatigue.

At this time.

Nathan rode closer and whispered:

"Lord Don Quixote, there is something I need to tell you."

Don Quixote yawned and laughed:

"Nathan, you speak."

Nathan looked around and continued in a low voice:

"Yesterday, that bastard Ethan Cress reported you to Lord Liam for desertion!"

Don Quixote's expression turned cold:

"Oh, really?"

Nathan nodded and added:

"Last night, Lord Liam summoned Vincent and me and inquired about this matter."

He paused, then quickly said:

"Vincent and I both denied it, following your initial instructions, Lord Don Quixote."

"You said you discovered traces of wild animals in the area and went to patrol the wolf forest."

Upon hearing this, Don Quixote's expression softened slightly.

Yesterday it was his team's turn to patrol the first half of the trade market.

He had six of his men cover for him.

Of course, this was to quell any resentment that might arise in these people's hearts.

He gave each of them 3 silver deer.

That's roughly equivalent to a day's wages for a free rider.

For the two soldiers of Seven City, this was a considerable sum of money.

Don Quixote paused for a moment, then said:

"What about the others?"

Nathan quickly said:

"Both Tom and Warren covered for you, sir, but Shane said he didn't know where you went."

"They're bastards."

"Ethan, in particular, he took money from the adults and then secretly did something that broke his promise!"

Don Quixote's mood calmed down considerably.

Not everyone keeps their promises.

Even if none of the other people betrayed him this time.

Perhaps if the benefits are enough, he might betray him in the next second.

He had anticipated this.

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