Mount and Blade: Summon five outlaws at the start

"Damn it..."

Even though Nott was not very smart, he could clearly sense that when the other party knew that Hod knew nothing about the invasion of the Kuyel people, his attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees.

This change was so obvious that Nott, who always had a hot temper, was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead and twisted and squirmed like earthworms.

"I'm going to kill them!!! They actually treat me like this!!!" Nott roared angrily, while pulling out the extremely sharp imperial saber from his waist.

His face was as ferocious as a demon, his eyes were wide open, and his pupils were emitting an uncontrollable murderous intent, as if he was going to cut the enemy into pieces in the next second.

As Nott roared, the other robbers responded one after another, and quickly drew out their weapons, flashing cold light and murderous aura.

These robbers were usually ruthless characters who would lick blood on the edge of a knife. Now seeing their leader being treated like this, they were all furious, and their ferocious appearance was enough to scare anyone.

However, facing the angry subordinates, Hood remained silent.

He stared quietly at the figures of Hannes and others who were getting farther and farther away. There was no emotion in his deep eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Time passed by minute by minute, and after a long time, Hood slowly retracted his sight.

His eyes met the angry eyes of the robbers in front of him, and he saw the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a faint smile.

"Okay, guys, don't be impulsive. He may have guessed that we are not that valued by the Marquis, so naturally he will think that there is no need to deliberately make friends with us."

He shrugged lightly while speaking, and his casual gesture formed a sharp contrast with the tense atmosphere of the robbers.

After saying this, Hood waved his hand lightly, signaling everyone to leave: "Let's go, let's go back to the manor first."

Hearing Hood's order, Nott snorted heavily and put away his weapon unwillingly.

But his flaming eyes were still staring at the back, and he muttered: "Hmph, I'll remember this account. Sooner or later, I will make that arrogant guy pay the price for what he did today!"

Then he turned around and followed the team, and the group gradually disappeared at the end of the road.

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A day later, the sun shone on the outer wall of Kingsley Manor, which still smelled of blood.

The robbers on the wall had noticed Hod and his group approaching from afar.

They waved their weapons excitedly and shouted loudly. With the shouts, the outer city suspension bridge began to slowly descend with a creaking sound.

Not long after, Paul, who got the news, hurried over with several robbers.

He stopped and quickly glanced at the robbers and bandits behind Hod. When he confirmed that everyone was safe, his heart finally fell back into his stomach and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss, you are finally back..." Paul said as he stepped forward.

Hod reined in his horse, turned over and dismounted, and stood firmly on the ground. He patted the dust off his body, then looked up at Paul and asked, "Paul, has anything happened in the manor during my absence?"

"No, boss! Everything is as peaceful as before you left." Paul replied hurriedly.

Just then, Nott came up with a smile and winked at Paul and said, "Hey, Paul, our boss is now a real knight, you have to call him 'sir' in the future!"

Hearing this, Paul turned his head and glared at Nott fiercely, and replied unhappily, "Nott, I see that after you were promoted to the fifth-level soldier, you have become so arrogant!"

After that, without waiting for Nott to refute, Paul turned around and walked to Hood's side, stretched out his hand to take the reins, and led the horse forward.

Looking at Paul's back, Nott stamped his feet in anger, and kept muttering in a low voice: "Humph, this Paul is always so annoying!"

"Okay, the head is far away." Jeff smiled and walked up to pat Nott on the shoulder and reminded him.

After handing the horse to Paul, Hood hurried to the reception room.

He sat quietly on the stool, frowning slightly, and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he seemed to have made a decision, turned to Nott who was on standby and said: "Nott, go and call Emma and Bertha over." Nott nodded in response.

Not long after, onlyHearing the sound of light footsteps, Emma and Bertha appeared at the door of the reception room.

They walked gracefully, then respectfully saluted and greeted Hood: "Sir Hood..."

Hood smiled and looked at the two young girls in front of him with gentle eyes, and said slowly: "Emma, ​​Bertha, I need your help with something, I want you to make a flag for me."

"Flag?" Emma couldn't help but look puzzled, obviously a little surprised by this sudden request.

Hood still had a smile on his face and nodded gently: "Yes, now I have become a knight, according to the rules, I have the right to have my own flag."

"Really, sir!" Bertha heard the words, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and her surprise was beyond words.

In contrast, Emma seemed much calmer. Although she was also filled with joy and excitement, she still restrained her emotions and respectfully congratulated Hood: "Congratulations, sir, on your promotion to the position of knight..."

Then, Hood asked Nott to fetch some colorful and high-quality cloth.

After breaking into Kingsley Manor, the robbers found a lot of cloth in the warehouse of Kingsley Manor, including linen, woolen, and silk. In addition to taking out some to make clothes for the robbers and previous criminals, there were still some left.

After Nott took the cloth back, Hood explained his ideas and expectations for the flag design in detail to Emma and Bertha.

After listening to Hood's description, Emma and Bertha nodded in understanding.

Then, they picked up cloth and needles and thread and other tools, ready to start making this flag with special significance. After the two women turned around and left with the necessary items, Hood slowly walked to an exquisite wooden table and sat down.

He tapped the table lightly with his fingers, making a crisp sound, while constantly thinking in his mind whether the unconfirmed guess in his heart would come true.