"I am the mayor of Mok Town. I don't know which of the adults from across the street is visiting this town. If you are not welcome from afar, please forgive me."
The mayor of Mock Town was polite first and then sent troops. Even though there were soldiers behind him, Wenderson Mock still didn't want to lose his dignity.
In the carriage, Nok, who was leaning against the right window, heard a hint of amusement on his face when he heard the mayor's words.
Along the way, this was the first person who dared to stop and talk to the Wolf Cavalry.
Knock used his mental power to convey his meaning to Hope, then closed the car window and waited for the result.
After receiving Nok's instructions, Hope urged the two-meter-tall Shadow Demon Wolf King sitting below him to slowly walk out of the team and stopped two or three meters in front of Mayor Wenderson.
The aura of the Shadow Demon Wolf King made the town guard standing opposite the wolf cavalry take a few steps back in fear.
If there hadn't been an officer whispering encouragement to them from behind and threatening all deserters with death, the guards would have mutinied and fled.
Through the gap in the helmet's visor, Hope looked down at the old man in front of him.
"Old man, are you the mayor?" Hope asked rudely.
Mayor Wenderson mustered up his courage, steadied his trembling legs, took a step forward, and leaned on the crutch in his hand to steady his body.
He took off his hat with a slightly trembling right hand and saluted: "Dear Mr. Knight, I, Wendelson Mock, am the mayor of Mock Town. On behalf of the people of the town, I welcome the guests."
The wily Wenderson discovered that the other party had not brutally massacred the town, so he tentatively gave the other party the identity of a guest.
It means that you are the guests and we are the hosts. We can act as landlords, but you guests should not be treated as bad guests.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that the person under the armor couldn't understand his subtle words.
Wendelson was already in his fifties. Not to mention his old eyesight, but in a frightened state, he could not clearly see Hope sitting on the two-meter giant wolf.
He didn't dare to raise his head and stare at Hope. He kept his head lowered and replied, not realizing that the knight talking to him was a dwarf.
"Okay, Wenderson, right? My master is going to have a night's rest in your town, so you can clear out the hotel in the town to entertain us.
Also prepare a lot of meat and food. As you can see, if our mounts don't have enough to eat, the consequences will be serious. Don’t worry, you won’t be short of money.
My master has a noble status and likes peace and quiet. You must not disturb him with your evil thoughts, otherwise, the price will be beyond your ability to bear.
We are just passing by, resting for one night, and we will leave early tomorrow morning. "
Hope explained Mayor Wenderson carefully.
It's not that Hope likes to nag, it's actually the fact that in the previous town, someone cleverly poisoned the food and wanted to knock down the Wolf Cavalry and kill it.
As a result, Nok was so angry that he almost shed a river of blood.
Fortunately, Nok remembered that he was the bishop of the Holy Church, so after killing the main culprit, he punished those small towns in the name of the Holy Church and increased their taxes this year.
As for whether the kingdom will agree, Nok is not worried at all. Unless the kingdom wants to be accused of instigating the local murder of the church bishop, it will never dare not accept Nok's proposal.
What's more, if you collect more taxes, the kingdom itself will get the advantage. There is no reason for the Parliament and the king to be unhappy.
Having learned from the past, Hope had to explain everything carefully every time, for fear that some fool would overestimate his capabilities.
Hope is not afraid of poisoning, but of irritating his owner and worsening his condition.
Before going out, Sister Reina had repeatedly warned her not to make her master angry.
Once the owner becomes angry, the condition will worsen and the temper will become more irritable.
Hope doesn't like this current owner of moody patterns.
It still likes its previous owner who was indifferent to emotions and anger.
That will make it feel that the owner is unfathomable.
Although the current master is powerful, he only feels that the master is pitiful.
Hope's advice made Wenderson feel relieved.
As long as the other party doesn't cause sabotage, it doesn't matter if they are an orc team.
They were just a small town, a group of unarmed people.
Only relying on a dozen or so people wearing old-fashioned armors inherited from the Mork family and broken swords that were quickly sharpened to iron sheets, how could they compete with others.
Even if there is a war with the orcs, it is the business of His Majesty the King and the noble lords, not the ordinary people.
There are less than ten people left in the Mok family. Wenderson just wants to preserve the inheritance of the family bloodline. He doesn't care about other things at all.
Knowing that the other party was just passing by and wanted to stay overnight, Wenderson breathed a sigh of relief but did not dare to neglect the other party.
He called his butler and told him to tell everyone that everything was alright.
These wolf riders are just passing guests.
It's all business as usual, just don't disturb or bump into the guests.
After giving instructions to the butler, Wenderson sent another follower to notify the hotel to make preparations, and then personally led the way and took Nok and his party to the best hotel in the town.
The townspeople who learned that the alarm was a false alarm dispersed with trepidation.
The elderly guard who "lied about military information" was scolded by the guard captain, but that was all, and he was not punished.
After all, if it were the guard captain himself, his reaction when seeing the wolf cavalry would not even be as good as that of the elderly guard guarding the gate.
The crowd gradually dispersed, those who were supposed to work continued to work, those who were on guard continued to stand guard, and those who were doing business went back to their business.
It was as if everything was back to normal.
In the crowd, several unfamiliar faces exchanged glances, blended in and left.
If anyone observes carefully, they will find that the direction in which these strange faces left is exactly the direction in which Nok and his party left.
Under the arrangement of Mayor Wenderson, Nock and his party checked into the best hotel in the town.
Except for the boss and hotel employees, all the guests were transferred by the entourage sent by the mayor in advance.
Ten people from the cavalry regiment were responsible for guarding the mounts and comforting them for meals. The rest of the people entered the hotel and went back to their rooms to eat.
This is what Nock asked for along the way.
The orc cavalry were not allowed to reveal their identities before arriving at the royal city.
Eating and bathing must be done in the room.
This is also the reason why the cavalry were poisoned last time but their identities were not revealed.
Nok immediately came to the rescue when he realized something was wrong.
Before the poisoner could reach the door of the room, he was killed by Nok who was waiting for him.
In the lobby, even if Nok could deal with the poisoner, he still couldn't keep the identity of the orc cavalry a secret.
Although Wenderson was surprised by Hope's request, he still ordered his boss to have his employees deliver meals to various rooms.
At the same time, he also arranged for his attendants to buy more ingredients and come back.
With the consumption of more than fifty people, and the fact that these knights are obviously big eaters, the food stored in the hotel may not be enough.
Not to mention there are fifty big meat eaters in the yard!
Hope was very satisfied with Wenderson's performance and reached out to pat Wenderson's thigh.
"You are very good. The master is very satisfied and is willing to receive you. You must seize the opportunity and don't offend the master."
Wenderson looked down at the short knight, and his mood changed from surprise to excitement.
He also didn't expect that the person riding on the giant wolf was actually such a short being.
Although he couldn't see Hope's appearance, Wenderson imagined him as a dwarf warrior.
Among the short demi-humans, only the dwarves have the profession of knight.
How noble is the person who can make a dwarf a servant!
At least, even if the nobles on the mainland secretly captured dwarf slaves, they would not dare to expose them publicly.
The demigod dwarf king of the dwarf kingdom is no fool.
Even the Holy Church has to weigh the hill giant's wrath.
Therefore, all dwarves walking on the continent are free.
Humans can hire them or subdue them.
The premise is that the dwarves themselves are willing.
Now, there is actually a distinguished guest who can impress the dwarves staying in Mok Town. Mayor Wenderson feels that this is Mok Town's honor.
What was even more honorable was that this distinguished guest was willing to receive him.
Wenderson praised with excitement: "Thank you Holy Lord, thank you for your master's generosity. This is Wenderson Mock's honor."
Hope was used to the courtesy of human beings who always wanted to praise him. He shrugged and led the way to Nok's room.
"Go in by yourself, the master is in the room. Remember, no matter how surprised you are, you must stay calm and never offend the master."
"Yes, yes, I will obey your orders."
Wenderson also became nervous under Hope's solemn warning.
He knocked gently on the door twice, and after hearing the words "Please come in," he gently pushed the door open and entered.
After entering the room, he instinctively closed the door.
"hiss!"
Seeing Nok sitting in the room drinking water wearing a bishop's robe, Wenderson took a breath instinctively.
A noble person, indeed an indescribably noble person!
Wendelson originally thought it was some great nobleman in the kingdom, but unexpectedly, he turned out to be the bishop of the Holy Church!
He was so frightened that he quickly threw away his cane, knelt on the ground, and worshiped respectfully: "I have met the Lord Bishop Bendson Mock!"
Nok didn't move and just said: "No courtesy. Don't be too polite, old man. Get up, sit down and talk."
"Thank you, Lord Bishop, for your grace." Wendelson got up from the ground excitedly, carefully straightened his back, and sat down on the stool with half his butt cautiously under Nok's smiling eyes.
"I don't know what the bishop ordered when he summoned this villain. I will do my best to serve the bishop."
Listening to what Wenderson blurted out, Nok didn't take it seriously.
He slowly poured a glass of water for the mayor and gently pushed it in front of the mayor.
"No rush, just drink a glass of water and take it easy."
"Thank you, Lord Bishop."
Wenderson was flattered, held the water glass in both hands, thanked him, and drank it in one gulp.
After Wenderson put down the water glass, Nok introduced himself.
"Old man, I am the Bishop of the Cathedral of Reims, named Nok Lane. This time I want to go to the Royal City to discuss some church affairs with His Majesty the King and Cardinal Richelieu.
When passing through your land, my entourage scared you. This is the fault of this bishop. I am here to apologize to you and the people of Mock Town.
When I return from the royal city, I will make sure to express my apology again. "
Wenderson, who was originally excited, stood up from his stool in shock when he heard Nok announce his home.
"What! You are Bishop Ryan who has been missing for ten years!"
