Chapter Fifty-Three: Military Pay

  Today my classmate got married, Qiankun is in charge of the matchmaking task. Drinking at the wedding banquet is unavoidable, and there are several old classmates who have not been seen for many years, getting drunk is also inevitable. If Qiankun can still stay sober, the update will be late! Hehe, by the way, please vote, friends who like Xiaobing's story, please collect more, thank you!

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  Fifty miles west of the Xiahai Pass, Kadi Town presents a prosperous scene. The bustling streets are crowded with people coming and going. Among them, a young man walks slowly with his head down, his dispirited appearance particularly noticeable here. However, the passersby seem to be accustomed to it and do not show any surprise or curiosity. War makes people lose their minds, which is also a common phenomenon.

  The young man who had just lost his soul wandered aimlessly on the street, suddenly he came to a stop, tilted his head, perked up his ears and listened carefully.

  "The rhythmic sound of hammering iron came from just ahead."

  He lifted his head, eyes shining brightly, took a deep breath, adjusted his clothes and quickened his pace forward.

  Cardy Town, the blacksmith shop. The apprentices here were busy as could be, working with great enthusiasm, when that young man came to this place, they all stopped what they were doing and stared at him in shock.

  Suddenly one of the men shouted loudly: "Boss, boss, he...he's here?"

  "What's all the commotion, Lotte? Who's there? I'm busy!..." A loud scolding voice came from the blacksmith's shop, followed by an old man storming out, holding a handle-less short sword in his hand. When he saw the disheveled young man, he too was taken aback with a look of shock and amazement.

  With a "slap" sound, the short knife in his hand had already fallen to the ground, and with a loud crash, sparks flew up from the rocky floor.

  "Raine Green, my great hero, you're finally back alive! It's so good, so good!" The owner of the Iron Rack Inn, Jester, was overjoyed, rushing over quickly and grasping Raine's hands, tears streaming down his face.

  The dispirited young man outside the blacksmith's shop was none other than Rein, who had left his post as a border guard and found himself in Cardi village without realizing it, a place he once knew well.

  "Uncle Jester, I..." Rayn's heart was also filled with excitement, not knowing what to say, and hadn't expected that there would still be people here who remembered him, remembered that he had once been a heroic figure on the bloody battlefield, and would receive such a sincere welcome for his arrival.

  "Ran, come inside and talk!" Jester looked around cautiously before pulling Ran towards the blacksmith's shop.

  After the boss and Rain entered the blacksmith's shop, several apprentices outside gathered around Lotte.

  "Lottere, is he really the designer of the Reinhart's military sword? Or am I mistaken?"

  "Lottery, isn't he Reyn Green, that lifelong imperial foot soldier?"

  “……”

  "Shh! Everyone, hurry up and get to work! I'll tell you all about it when we take a break tonight. Keep your mouths shut and don't say anything out of line! Quick, quick, quick, get back to work!" Lotte shouted, waving the towel from her waist.

  "Hehe......" The companions dispersed with laughter, it seems they were particularly interested in the legendary Lain, and were all looking forward to Lotte's story tonight.

  "The clang...clang...clang" of iron striking again rang out with a strong rhythmic feel, and smiles appeared on the faces of the companions.

  At this time, Lain sat in a chair, looking somewhat uneasy and restless, with the hand holding the teacup still shaking from time to time.

  "Raine, is there something wrong? This is your pay, if you think it's too little, I'll add some more!" Jester said very seriously.

  Staring at the piles of gold coins on the table, Lain was already stunned, and with a "clatter", the teacup in his hand fell to the ground.

  "Ah?" Lain exclaimed.

  "Renn, are you scalded? Don't move, I'll come and wipe it for you!" Jest exclaimed with concern, getting up from his chair and quickly walking over with a towel.

  "Uncle Jester, let me do it instead. The cup is broken, I'm so sorry!" Rain hastily stood up, snatched the towel, and simply wiped it clean before giving an awkward smile.

  "Hehe, it's just a water cup, no big deal, don't mind!" Jester smiled and then spaced out again, staring at Rain.

  He suddenly pointed at Lain's forehead and asked, "Lain, what, what is this?"

  Raine just got up and bowed to wipe his clothes, the black long scar on his forehead appeared, which is also why Jester was so frightened.

  "I've been exiled!" Rayn said calmly, then ran his hand down over his head, covering the scar above his right eyebrow, the standard brand of the Kaster Empire's exiles.

  "Luofeng Mountain suppressed bandits, border town guarded the city and captured De Lu...". Jester became excited and spoke out, expressing dissatisfaction with the unfair treatment Renn received.

  "Haha, Uncle Jester, I'm Rain Green, you must know what my identity is now. Being exiled makes me feel very relaxed and good!" Rain comforted the excited Jester.

  "Poor child!" Jester grasped Rain's hands, gazing at the branded wrists and then at his forehead, where a long scar was still faintly visible despite the covering.

  Raine awkwardly withdrew his hands, gazing at the piles of gold coins on the simple wooden table, with a multitude of emotions in his heart. Merchants were unscrupulous, but in this chaotic world, Uncle Jester still had such credibility, and Raine deeply admired him.

  "Uncle Jester, isn't the money a bit too much? I just..." Raine said suddenly.

  "Heh heh, Rain, the military knife is very popular in the army. Every time I make a military knife, I will set aside your share according to the contract content. These are what you deserve." Uncle Jester explained.

  "Oh, is that so? Then I'll just take 100 gold coins, and the rest can still be kept by Uncle for me." Rayn said as he carefully counted the gold coins and then transferred them into his personal money bag.

  "Raine, isn't this bad? Now that you've come back, you still..." Jester hastily said.

  "Heh heh, Uncle Jester, I'll come to you when I need it. Look at me, I'm always on the move and carrying a large amount of gold coins is inconvenient." Reyn explained.

  "Haha, I've already prepared a room for you. If you don't mind, you can stay here with me. Hehe, when you have time, help me think of new-style weapons again, haha!"

  "Sorry to trouble you, Uncle Jester, about the rent..." Lain responded readily, but before he could finish his sentence, a loud shout was heard from outside, interrupting his words.