"Drink it all for tonight!" Frigs shouted, raising his wooden cup of beer up.
The four knights laughed and cheered as they did the same thing, raising their cups to the air. All five of them chugged it down almost immediately and began talking to each other.
One of them, sitting right beside Frigs, the one that paid for the room of the three women, turned to Frigs and said, "Hey dude, are you sure that this is not a problem? What would happen if the village elder knows? It would be worse if that girl finds out?"
Frigs chuckled and shook his head, "Of course it's not a problem! It is not like I'm the one running the hotel after all…! I'm just a normal guest here!"
Instantly, the room was silenced. The four knights stared at Frigs, one of them asked, "Then… how are you able to pay for all of this?"
Frigs chuckled, "Don't worry! I don't come from a bad background after all! Studying at the same school as that girl, Bell!"
The four knights sighed in relief, one of them, "Well, that's a relief then… wait, isn't it the imperial military school?"
Frigs nodded, agreeing to what the knight said, "Yea, that's right, it's for generals and commanders or something, but they mostly taught us how to express our pride and not how to face an enemy"
They laughed before chugging another cup of beer to their own throats and continuing on their talk. Frigs did the same and then looked at the four knights, 'They all seem to have good personalities…'
His eye directed at them as Frigs continued on examining the four knights' appearance, 'The one that pays for the bill of those three disgusting women seems to be the youngest… brown hair, brown eyes, normal.'
'The one that said it's a relief that I studied at that useless military school also has brown hair, but his eyes… blue? Is he a hybrid?'
'Well, I'm not here to make assumptions. Now this one... blonde hair, blue eyes, handsome. He doesn't look like a guy that would become a knight and would choose to be a fuc boi… at least in my old world'
'Now the last one, the one that questioned how I'm able to pay for all this drink, is bald, scary, but also seems like a nice guy. His face looks the oldest amongst the four of them'
He chuckled, one of them, the youngest looking and also the one sitting right beside him asked, "What's the matter? Anything funnies?"
Frigs shook his head while his face had a smile on it, "Nothing, I just felt that the four of you would do better in my army than guarding three useless women!"
They burst into laughter but soon went silent. They stared at the table for a few seconds before the bald knight sighed, "We would want to do that, more action would be better for us. But our families… all of them were slaves to some barons. The fathers of those three women, one of them, the one that has the black hair, is the daughter of a high-ranking baron in this nation,"
Frigs raised one of his eyebrows and asked, "What baron? Can you tell me the name?"
The bald man sighed. He leaned forward, trying to make a scary and intimidating face, "The Baron of Zolan, Michael Zolan"
Frigs chuckled, "Never heard of that barony. But have you heard of Baron of Bareth? That one with the name Condor"
They were shocked, the youngest looking one said to him, whispering, "Keep quiet! His son is actually here, the one with that girl, running this village! That one guy with a brown hair but hazel coloured eyes!"
Frigs giggled quietly, "Okay, okay, no problem" He whispered back.
The man then faced away from Frigs. He looked at the other three knights, all with their brows furrowed. They all nodded at the same time, and the man took a deep breath before placing his mouth near Frigs's ear. Whispering, he said, "That baron really hates if people call him by his real name!"
Frigs giggled even more. The young-looking knight just sighed before he placed his crossed arm on the table, "Anyway, the baron of Baron shouldn't even be called a baron anymore!"
His giggling stopped, then he asked, "And why is that?"
The man sighed once again before explaining it to Frigs, "That man has the power of a Marquess. His influence amongst the realm is almost at the level of a duke. But the emperor didn't like him and because of that, he hasn't got any promotion for about… 40 years or so."
Frigs nodded, understanding all the words that came out from the young-looking knight. All of a sudden, the door of the hotel burst open, all five of their attention were directed at the person that opened the door.
The sight of Connor, the son of the baron the knights and Frigs were talking about entered the room, with a smile on his face. All four of the knights stood up from their chairs and made a line, facing Connor.
One of them, the one with the blonde hair whispered, "Hey! Get up or he will punish you!"
It seemed that Connor heard what the knight said. He pointed across the room, toward the man and said, "Hey you! Don't dishonour this guy!"
They all went silent, Frigs sighed and shook his head as his face was looking toward the floor, he raised his arm and said, "All four of you, sit down, enjoy the drink while me and Connor talk,"
All four of them soon noticed what kind of authority Frigs have. They all slowly sat back down on their chairs, still nervous. Frigs smiled as Connor approached him, "So, what brings you here?"
Connor bowed slightly to Frigs and straighten himself before saying with a smile on his face, "Bell told me to check on the three noblewomen that entered the hotel and also check on you. She said that all four of you would be a problem to handle,"
Frigs sighed, 'Does she really think of me like that?'