Eun-woo rolled her eyes, trying not to show a pathetic expression to the man who saved her a while ago.
"The situation became good thanks to you, but I don't have enough courage to entrust my life to a knight who doesn't have a sword with him. I am still grateful for the suggestion."
"I don't have a sword, what do you mean?"
At the man's reply, Eun-woo raised one eyebrow at him, as if he knew everything and asked why.
But Eun-woo couldn't keep that expression for a long time.
Hearing her, the man burst into a small laugh, and he threw a broken stick on the floor with his toe. The man caught the stick that had been bounced up in the air with one arm and swung it around like a pinwheel with his finger. The stick, which looked quite heavy, turned with great ease.
Eun-woo narrowed her eyes as she watched him. Upon closer inspection, the stick he picked up using his toe was a wooden scabbard. He could not be recognized at a glance because the color was so old and crude.
Eun-woo took a breath to avoid being surprised.
If so, this man was kind enough not to pull out his sword to subdue all the drunkards even when they had attacked him with all sharp weapons.
The man muttered as he scratched his golden-bearded chin.
"…. Saying I can blow these drunkards but don't have a sword. If you don't believe this is a real sword, you may take it out."
Eun-woo replied reluctantly.
"… Alright. I believe that you are a knight."
"What is that? Then, will you make me your escort?"
The man looked at her with his eyes full of anticipation.
Eun-woo was mulling over it for a moment. Earlier, the man in front of her subdued five or six men in a single strike without having to use his sword out. Even if he doesn't look like it, he looks more reliable even if he has a beard.
Tashian must have been looking for her all this time, but there was also no guarantee that the same thing would never happen again.
She then made a decision.
"… Only until I find my friends."
She spoke firmly. Whether she accepted his offer or not, the man continued ordering drinks shamelessly. At his quick notice, Eun-woo screamed out due to his absurdity.
"Wait! I didn't tell you to order more!"
"You told me I shouldn't order more?"
The man groaned and rested his chin on his arm. Eun-woo, with her face reddened with anger, stomped her feet viciously and approached the table where the man was sitting. Then he tucked his chin in the seat next to the man and warned him. Then he sat down next to him, touching her jaw and warned him.
"If you order more alcohol without my permission, you will be fired!"
"Aigu, I am so scared. Then you should dress up and walk around the street without a guard."
The man put a significant smile on his lips and crossed his arms. Eun-woo couldn't respond to his hateful words and looked at him. No matter how many times he looked around her, there was no young lady roaming around the same white robe as her.
Even if she parted ways with this man and left the tavern, it was obvious that she would get caught up in a fight within a few steps.
In the end, Eun-woo, who felt like she was connived, had no choice but to helplessly watch the man in front of her as he ordered a bottle of wine, two glasses of beer, a plate of grilled lamb skewers, and a huge sandwich stuffed with smoked ham.
"This is the world's worst deceiver!"
Eun-woo had to grind her teeth in annoyance. Regardless of whether she accepted his suggestion or not, the man even carried out a cheeky act of forcing her to eat in a vain manner.
"Hehe, master. Is our contract still in effect?"
Eun-woo shed tears in her heart as she looked at her wallet, which had become empty in an instant.
It was obviously not a lot, but it was a wallet containing Hellasium coins, which was quite an overflowing value for a normal market price. Now her wallet had been emptied out even if she shook it aggressively, not a single penny or dust will come out. If the case was the opposite, she wouldn't have been this angry.
The price the man owed the tavern was beyond her imagination. Eun-woo not only poured all the money she had in her wallet, but also had to hand over the silver bracelet she was carrying to the owner.
The man stole the sauce from his mouth with his thumb and muttered softly.
"Haha. Hey, master. Can't you pay for all of these after you find your friends?"
"Noisy!"
Eun-woo became very harsh and shouted. In her heart, she felt like she wanted to pull out all of the knight's golden hairs out of his chin.
"No, the thing is, how can you walk around without a penny if you're a knight? Where the hell did your cavalry go? You pathetic gambler!"
Eun-woo licked her lips, which were protruding, and was nervous as she was. But the blonde man didn't blink an eye. Rather, he took hold of her tone and made fun of her, who was busy waiting for him to finish.
"Ha ha! My master, I know that you're a noble, but you're so rude! Oh, if Mana finds out, she'll ask this poor knight for the crime I have committed! I don't know if I'd get kicked out of the castle then. Hahaha!"
Every time he laughed out loud, he hit the table with the glass of beer, splashing water all the way to where she was sitting. Eun-woo glared at the man, wiping the water drops on her cheek with her collar.
A man whose stomach was so full that one table overflowed, groaned, and burped. Then, as if suddenly remembered, he wiped his lips and opened his mouth.
"Come to think of it, I was playing the role of a black knight without knowing the name of my lady…?"
Eun-woo froze for a while, so she put her hand on her forehead and sighed.
Now, what does it mean to say a common name?
She answered bluntly.
"Anit… You can call me Anit comfortably."
Eun-woo roughly spit out the name of her nanny and maid, Anit.
It was a credit for greatly contributing for creating a situation where she was left without a choice but with a pathetic knight at that.
Even if this later caused Anit to suffer, she was willing to pretend she didn't know. It is her own revenge for making her look like one of the candidates or for having her dressed in white on the day of the Flora Festival.
Hearing her answer, the man responded as if he had been waiting.
"Okay, Anit, do you have anything to ask me?"
Eun-woo opened her slender eyes to the vagrant knight, who seemed to be smiling well, and responded immediately.
"Nothing."
"No, does it make sense that the employer doesn't even know the employee's name?"
The man groaned like crazy.
"What more could you want for a contract job which lasts less than half a day? I'm not even curious!"
Eun-woo also responded by saying that he was strong. Then the man muttered as he chewed the crust he had left behind with a very offended expression.
"Oh, that hurts my feelings! So, you're going to call me hey, hey, or, look here, look here? Oh, noble lady, you've got a temper! How will you call me when you're facing trouble? Are you saying that it's okay for me to call you, doe sheep?"
Eun-woo felt the back of her neck tighten and managed to open her mouth.
"….. Fine. What should I call you?"
Then the man said nothing again. As if he had been thinking about something for a moment, as if he had made a big decision, he folded his arms and answered with a stern answer.
"I changed my mind. I will not tell you."
Something thin in her head suddenly broke.
Eun-woo deeply regretted why she didn't hit the back of this man with the plank that she had lifted earlier during the fight.
She gritted her teeth, trying to control her angry voice as much as possible.
"Huh… Then you're saying that I can call myself whatever I want, right? How about this? Your hair is yellow like a sheaf of rice, so Mister yellow hair!"
But as she gradually spoke, her voice was gripped by an uncontrollable rage.
"Now… Sir Yellow Hair, I have a warning. My name is not a doe sheep. And I've been patient with you until now because I'm waiting for my friends, not because your jokes are funny. That's why, if you got on my nerves again, I could braid your luscious golden beard like a girl's hair…!"
As she finished her last words, she slammed the table with her fists with a thud.
But the blonde man wasn't listening to her.
Instead, he reached out towards her as if protecting her with one arm. The man opened his mouth as if with sharp eyes he had never seen before.
"Uh-huh… Hey, master lady. I'm crazy curious about your beard braiding skills, but I don't think now is the time for that. Right?"
The man raised his eyebrows and muttered.
Eun-woo sensed that something was wrong and followed the man's gaze. Then, when she saw the sight his eyes were fixed, she retreated from her seat in terror.
The group who the blonde man beaten up in the previous fight had come back with a bigger gang.
An estimated twenty men surrounded them, each carrying sharpened knives and pickaxes. Among them was a giant, which could be twice the size of the blond-haired man, exceeding a human's stature.
"It's that guy…!"
A man with a distorted forehead shouted, pointing to the blonde man and Eun-woo. He shouted in a mean voice and shook the butcher's knife in his hand.
"He's the one who smashed Owen's head!"
"Who is that poor-looking guy?"
One of the crowds shouted suspiciously. But Rethual, with a red face, stomped his feet, and sniffed the still bloodstained nose.
"He's a stronger guy than he looks! Don't underestimate him! The four of us attacked him, but we couldn't resist!"
Eun-woo looked back at the man, feeling a cold sweat running down her back. The blonde guy also had a pretty serious eye glow and twisted his lips into a smile.
"Hey, you guys are not kids anymore… Do the Cremons guys have a knack for swarming and beating?"
"Why did you say that in this kind of situation?!"
Eun-woo shouted seriously. At a glance, it was quite a serious situation. He looked around and saw that the people around had already run away except for a few big onlookers.
No matter how powerful the man in front of her is, there's no guarantee that he could overcome this fight where he is outnumbered. This is all a men's fight, and if a little woman like him asks for help, no one will take her seriously.
On the other hand, the other side had more than twenty men, including a giant with a deformity that could not be called an ordinary person. Besides, they were all holding weapons with flashing sharp blades in their hands.
The blonde man scratched his temple as if in trouble. He murmured in a tense voice.
"Master, I hope you understand. This time, I will take the sword out of its scabbard."
"I never told you not to take it out…!"
Eun-woo shouted in shock. Even in this situation, the mind of the man who was making jokes was raised with both his hands and both feet.
"Noisy, strangers! You are dead today! Give up an arm and be prepared to die!"
Standing up, the blond man shouted.
Eun-woo read that from the man's energetic voice, he had a sense of victory. However, her temporary escort knight, the blonde man, was also difficult to defeat.
"Shut up! You molten octopus head! Did you come to fight with your mouth!"
He faced the man with a scabbard like a piece of wood on his side.
Eun-woo slowly moved behind him, praying inwardly that he would not provoke his opponent anymore. Even if he didn't, he was outnumbered, and she couldn't tell why he got that confidence of provoking the thugs in front of them.