Mount and Blade

Trunks sat aside and almost burst out laughing at the tea he had just drank, but he still tried his best to hold it back, although he couldn't help it at all. Well, at first he thought Selanti was a girl.

"He...hahaha, he...puff hahaha..."

Seranti's face was already scabbed, and she still wore a veil on her face in order not to attract unnecessary attention. She looked quite like a Desha woman.

The female owner of the tailor shop was a little confused. She brought her wife here to buy men's clothes. Wasn't she going on a trip?

"Ahem...it's okay, that's all."

Trunks bought this set of regular equipment with a wave of his hand. After all, in the early stages of establishing a team, a mounted archer in good condition is very valuable.

Go to the market and see what you need before you can go collect it together. But first, I had to buy some medicine for this guy to rub on his face. First, I went to a drug store to buy a few medicines.

"Here, this is medicine. Apply it on your face and it will heal quickly."

Trunks opened the scallop shell used to preserve medicine and introduced it to Seranti. Seranti smelled it through the veil. It contained the fragrance of aloe vera and some petals and leaves. The effect should be quite good, but Seranti I think it's not a bad thing that my face is not good-looking, it saves me from being stared at all the time.

"I don't..." I don't need to...

Before Seranti could refuse, Trunks had already lifted his veil and blocked his face into an unoccupied corner of the drug store. There were several horrible blood scabs on his once beautiful face. Trunks carefully applied the medicine on Selanti's face and then he felt relieved, alleviating the obsessive-compulsive disorder in his heart. Beautiful things should always be perfect and have nothing to do with others.

What to do... be so nice to a stranger...

Seranti's ears lay flat under the hood like a cat with exploded hair. Just now, his hands were clenched tightly. Although it was obvious that Trunks didn't mean that, they were so close and so intimate. His behavior was still very unfamiliar until Trunks put his veil back on.

"No matter what the reason is, your beauty is not your fault. The ones who are guilty are those with dirty thoughts." Trunks has not forgotten what happened to Selanti when they met. An elf with such beauty will be caught by humans. It is not surprising that they should be auctioned off, since most of the human race are sinful.

Beauty is not a sin... but a person with dirty thoughts...

"Yes." Seranti responded softly. Perhaps it was because his previous experience made him feel inferior, and this was the first time someone came to enlighten him.

Medicines are valuable and scarce necessities in any era, so it doesn't hurt to buy a few and put them in a package. While walking in the market, he passed by a small vendor selling masks. Trunks was very interested in this and stopped in front of the stall. Thinking of Seranti's face that he didn't want to be seen by others, he looked at him and smiled, carefully. I picked out a mask. Well... maybe this dim-looking half-faced wooden mask is suitable for Seranti. It has an inexplicable sense of mystery and deterrence.

Trunks held the mask in his hand. The texture was not as light as expected, but rather heavier.

"This customer has great eyesight! This was made by my great-great-great-grandfather when he was a dwarf. Wearing this will definitely kill everyone on the battlefield!" The boss is a short and chubby man who squats in front of him. After a whole morning, someone finally wanted to buy his mask and started talking non-stop.

"Seranti, how does this mask look?" Trunks asked Seranti, gesturing on his face.

"Tsk... He looks like a little kid who likes to play pranks. Stop making trouble, Trunks. Everyone is still waiting for us to go back."

Trunks saw the man chuckle and a brilliant idea was born.

"Boss, give me 26 masks of this standard!"

The boss and Seranti were stunned at the same time. Seranti raised her forehead, why would she spend money on such a place, and was about to pull Trunks away.

"But... I only have these two in my house now. They are a pair. Are there any other masks you want to see?"

"Hey, there are only two left. Take a look." Trunks squatted on the ground and picked them up like a child.

Seranti: "..." There is really no other way.

............

Then he went to the weapons merchant to get Seranti a good knife and his usual weapons, purchased horses, and returned to the tavern before dusk carrying large and small bags of food, masks, and a few necessities.

Under Trunks' whimsical idea, several of his men will put on wooden masks and explore around. The name of the team is, well...Storm Blade Rangers! !

We were destined to stay in Lorraine Town for the night. We paid for the room and board, but the other rooms happened to be full. Trunks and Selanti were squeezed into one room, and there would be no one else tonight. I stayed in this room because I paid for a private room.

"Wear it after the injury on your face heals, so you don't have to worry about anyone trying to take advantage of you." Trunks handed one of the masks sold at a high price of 500 dinars. Selanti.

"...So, this is why you bought the mask?" Seranti looked at the mask in her hand and fell into deep thought.

"That's right. It won't look weird if everyone wears such a mask. It just gave me inspiration for this team. It's cool, right?"

"..."

Trunks glanced at Seranti quietly, seemingly satisfied with his idea. Seranti didn't know what to say. This was the first gift he had received. The clothes and mask were both what he saw. The careless young man gave it to me, but it seemed to be just what it looked like.

.........

Together they traveled through every part of Buckley's land. When they saw injustice on the road, they would draw the sword from their waists to carry out justice. There were more and more companions along the way. When they were short of money, they would work as subordinates to the mayor. It was a very uncomfortable journey. Trunks was very good at business. He used the initial capital to set up his own factories in various towns, and then developed them into small chambers of commerce. It is no longer a problem to pay ordinary military expenses. In order not to attract the attention of the family, the external name is "Storm Blade Wind" Lantes, and the former team is also called the "Storm Blade" Knights, and gradually has His own team then marched alone towards the southern front, participating in the battle against the heretics and the Snake Cult, and made outstanding contributions to Buckley's border defense.

As for Seranti, relying on the scimitar at her waist and her exquisite horse-mounted archery and throwing knife skills, she was called the "Eye of the Storm Blade" by Buckley's people, and was also known as Trunks. As the "Two Heroes of the Stormblade", they are well-known in the land of Barkley, and they are bards. Poets sung the heroic deeds of the "Hurricane Heroes" Lantes and Selanti, as well as the bravery of their 24 "Storm Blade Rangers", although there are not many "Storm Blade Rangers" still alive in this world. , but their deeds are still widely circulated.

Until Trunks' father saw through his disguise, because the king had noticed him and wanted to give him a title and a fief. It was difficult to violate family letters. After all, offending the king was a crime of deceiving the king, so he had to go back. This adventure involves life, death and separation, and it also allows the young man in front of him who has grown into a man to understand the world's sophistication, see clearly, and become much more mature.

"I must go back, Seranti."

Trunks held the letter sent by his father and looked at the southern front that had not yet been settled. His eyes were a little deeper. The boy's voice had become much more mature in the past four years. It was the voice of a real calm man. It sounded Like the type of person who is always reliable.