From a hired knight to a master of Game of Thrones

Chapter 42 Blood Hand Mercenary Group!

Dusk fell.

Fish scales, bread crumbs, and wine stains were embedded in the cracks of the uneven, hard mud floor.

There are many shadowy corners and niches everywhere.

The salty, fishy, greasy, and rancid ale smells:

The sounds of sailors, fishermen, mercenaries swearing, dice rolling, brawling shouts, and prostitutes' flirting rose and fell.

Tom and his two companions sat in a shady corner, leisurely drinking their wine.

Once the alcohol takes effect, many sailors, fishermen, and mercenaries immediately become big mouths.

Their purpose was to eavesdrop on what was happening around them.

After everything was settled during the day.

Don Quixote treated the three of them to a lavish lunch.

He also explained some things to the three of them in detail.

Don Quixote paid each of them one silver deer per month as their basic living expenses.

Of course, they need to actively seek out employers and job opportunities.

They can complete some simple mercenary tasks on their own, but they need to do so under the name of the Bloodhand Mercenary Group.

Bloodhand Mercenary Group!

That was the name of the mercenary group that Don Quixote and his companions formed.

The slogan is already in place:

Homeless, I make my sword my home!

The creed is:

Take control of your destiny, swear an oath in blood!

The mercenary group's emblem is:

A blood-red hand extends from a pure white background!

With Don Quixote's patronage, their oak plaques and cloaks had all been replaced with new oak plaques and cloaks engraved with a blood-red hand.

If they perform their jobs well, they will receive a good or higher credit letter from their employer.

Don Quixote would pay them an extra fee based on the difficulty of the task and the rating of their credentials.

In addition, if they actively seek out some difficult-to-find employment opportunities.

Or it could be a job posting that isn't too difficult but you don't have time to complete.

They could pass the employment information to Don Quixote.

A genuine employment offer; Don Quixote pays them 1 silver deer.

Don Quixote would pay them another silver deer for a genuine and feasible job offer.

Of course, all the hiring information needs to be somewhat difficult, at least for hiring freelancers.

Instead of hiring grooms, errand boys, knights, or other trivial matters.

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Xie En, having drunk quite a bit of cheap liquor, suddenly started cursing:

"Damn bastard, aren't knights' squires just menial servants who serve us knights!"

"Damn bastard, damn bastard! What's so great about him!"

Tom glanced at Shane, who seemed drunk, and after thinking for a moment, frowned and reminded him:

Captain Don Quixote highly valued the two knights' squires.

"Besides, Cole and his men are the captain's squires, not our squires!"

"Shane, I told you long ago not to give orders to Cole and his two knight squires."

Their group traveled from the Seven family's territory all the way to Stone Harbor.

It took quite a bit of time.

During this period, they were unable to find a hotel in time, especially at times.

They had to stay in the cold, desolate wilderness.

During this process, they naturally need to do a lot of miscellaneous tasks.

Adele and the others dared not give orders.

They saw it all: Don Quixote didn't treat Adele as a maid, but rather as a lover.

But Cole and his two squires, especially when Cole and Alden had free time to train their own knightly skills.

They planned to give orders and have them do some chores.

To their surprise, Don Quixote stopped them directly.

Since Don Quixote rejected them the first time, Tom and Warren have been doing their own chores themselves.

Xie En, however, seemed to have forgotten about it.

Every now and then, he would secretly ask Cole and his two knights to do some chores for him.

Sometimes, without Don Quixote noticing, Shane would have Cole and his two knights-in-waiting stop their training to help him with chores.

Sometimes, Don Quixote noticed.

If Cole and his two knights' squires had nothing to do and were not training, they simply let it go and didn't say anything more.

But if Cole and his two knights' squires are training, then there's no question about it.

Sheen didn't dare to directly contradict Don Quixote, and would often complain before reluctantly doing the chores himself.

Warren listened carefully to the information being shared by the loudmouths around him, but after a while, he didn't hear anything useful.

His attention returned to his own table.

boom!

After gulping down the remaining half-glass of liquor, Warren slammed the glass down on the stained wooden table.

Then he said coldly:

"Xie En, you should control your temper!"

"We're working for Captain Don Quixote now. If you anger the captain, do whatever you want, but don't drag me into it!"

"If it weren't for you! Given the captain's character, there's no way we would have been allowed to pay for our own hotel on our first day in White Harbor!"

"If you want someone to serve you, then go find a knight's squire yourself!"

"Stop complaining about having a big temper when you lack the ability!"

"you!"

Shane's eyes widened instantly as he glared at Warren.

Warren sneered and glared back at him.

This is the last time I'm warning you!

"If you keep ordering Cole and his two squires around doing trivial chores for you, I'll personally teach you a lesson before the captain even gets angry!"

"You bastard!" Xie En cursed angrily, his breath reeking of alcohol, and stood up abruptly.

"You think I'm afraid of you? Warren, come on then! Let's teach you a lesson and see who's in charge!"

The tavern wasn't very big.

Tom and his two companions could hear the voices of others, and naturally, the others could hear their voices as well.

The next second, someone noticed this and immediately started commotion:

"Oh, oh, oh, let's fight! Let's fight!"

"Hey, you knight, don't chicken out, beat him to a pulp!"

"Fuck him!"

Warren, unafraid of Shane, also stood up and angrily retorted:

"I'll beat you until you beg for mercy today!"

The room was fairly spacious.

Don Quixote pushed open the only wooden window.

outside the window.

There was both a cold sea breeze and warm-colored fireworks.

If Winterfell is the heart of the North, then White Harbor is its mouth.

It's as if the ancient gods have been breathing gently here all along, making the climate here much milder.

For centuries, the waters off White Harbor have remained ice-free, never freezing even in the dead of winter.

Don Quixote looked out the window.

Not long after, he suddenly felt a fur cloak on his shoulder.

Don Quixote tilts his head.

Adele tiptoed as she draped a thick fur cloak over him.

Seeing this, Don Quixote shook his head and laughed:

"Adele, I'm not cold."

"I opened the window, it might be a bit cold, please wear more clothes."

After saying that, he took off his fur cloak and draped it over Adele.

Having consumed a large bag of Frost Spirit Rice, it's unclear whether he'll be immune to a certain degree of ice magic attacks.

But his ability to withstand the cold had already begun to show results, coupled with his strong physique!

Staying in White Harbor felt like being in springtime in the south; there was no chill in the air.

Adele felt that the temperature around her was significantly lower than in Seven City, and even with the window open, the gusts of cold wind blowing in were bearable.

"Alright." Adele enjoyed the process of Don Quixote draping the fur cloak over her shoulders.

"Thank you, sir!"

The two stood by the window, silently watching the now much more lively northern night scene in White Harbor.

I watched for quite a while.

Don Quixote suddenly said:

"Adele, I plan to find some people in White Harbor to teach us to read."

"Do you want to learn?"

Although Don Quixote had taught himself the world's languages and had tried to privately consult with people who had mastered basic reading and writing, he still managed to learn them.

At his current level, he knows some words, but not many.

...Hopefully, I can find a down-on-his-luck noble knight in White Harbor and learn the language of Westeros systematically.

Or they could privately hire a nun from the church at a high price.

It just so happens that there is a Church of the Seven Gods in White Harbor.

As for a bachelor's degree, he did not consider it his primary goal.

Scholars almost always served the nobility and were not easy to come into contact with.

As for apprentices and apprentice scholars, they were almost all in the old town.

...Perhaps we could find those students who nominally study under scholars from outside the old town but do not have the status of academy city.

If you want to integrate well into this world, it's quite difficult without learning its language.

Don Quixote was lost in thought.

"think!"

Adele had come to her senses and nodded expectantly.