The tired major stood up and said loudly:

"If Keeshan hadn't died, with his past achievements, he would be at least a colonel now, and maybe he could become a general, and the soldiers in Redridge Mountain have heard the heroic stories of B Company, so he must be fine. But

What I’m more curious about is, since Keeshan is not dead, why didn’t he come to us old brothers? Instead of hiding here anonymously?”

"Well, this problem is very complicated."

The mayor picked up his hat and coat from the hanger in his office and said to the major:

"Let's talk as we go, but I have to remind you that Keeshan is no longer the war hero and the pride of Lakeside Town in the past. The war has changed many things, and the war has also changed him."

In a place like Redridge Mountain, which is on the edge of the kingdom, has wars all year round and the folk customs are fierce, the daily entertainment of civilians is always very "violent". In the large and dark basement of the Lakeside Town tavern, there is a lot of people and drunkards surrounding it.

Together, looking at the two guys fighting each other with fists in the simple fighting arena in front of them, they let out noisy roars from time to time.

The old bartender who acted as the temporary referee was the old bartender of the tavern. There were scattered coins piled on the dilapidated table in front of him. It seemed that he was playing a gambling game. But in the eyes of the major hidden in the crowd, the man was naked and only

Wearing a pair of trousers, a short man who punched like a beast was beating his opponent, a tall and strong boxer who was also naked and covered in tattoos.

Although there seemed to be a huge disparity in strength between the two, the short, brown-haired, drunk man had the upper hand. He nimbly dodged the fat man's punch, and then punched the inflexible man with his fists.

Man, in the eyes of veterans, the outcome is already clear.

"How did he become like this? Become a drunkard?"

The major's eyes shone with disbelief and pain: "He shouldn't be like this. He should be a hero of the kingdom... not a ruffian who can be ridiculed! Enough! Enough!"

The excited major stood up and was about to stop the farce in front of him, but the mayor held his wrist:

"You want to know why Keeshan didn't go to you? It's simple, because he felt that he had wronged you. He felt that he was a deserter. I heard his story. At the end of the war, he was besieged by the Blackstone Orcs. In the end,

He was captured and imprisoned in Blackrock Tower for three years. He didn't escape until last fall. He suffered a lot. The orcs abused him and used him as a drowning device... Well, in short, his current state is very bad.

"

The mayor sighed and said:

"And you also know that last year happened to be the time when the orcs burned down Lakeside Town. Everyone was full of hatred for the orcs. Even Keeshan, who had escaped from the orcs, was blamed. Everyone scolded him for not protecting the people and for not protecting the people.

Some people say that he only kills orc babies and becomes intimidated when facing orc warriors. I know this is not the truth, but people...angry people are always blind."

"It shouldn't be like this..."

The major murmured to himself, watching the boxing match in front of him. Keshane won, but was booed and taunted by the drunkards around him. The veteran couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up and strode into the field.

He brutally kicked down a drunkard who was talking obscenely, then drew out his sword and roared:

"Get out! Get out of here!"

Seeing that the situation was out of control, the mayor stood up and took off his hat. This resolute mayor had a high reputation among the civilians, so soon, the entire basement was emptied, but Keeshan didn't seem to see them, and just took it.

He took a sip from the wine bottle and sat on the table like a scoundrel, tapping his harvest. Behind him, the major calmed down and gave him a military salute:

"Sir John J. Keshane, Captain Danvers Carr of Company B reports to you!"

The sound of a report that was only heard in the army made the drunken Keishaan straighten his body subconsciously, but the next moment, he returned to the state of not caring about anything, and he shook his hand:

"Danfoss, don't bother me. I've retired. Oh my god, let me, an old guy, live a quiet life for a few days, okay?"

Mayor Solomon leaned aside, looked at Keeshan, and said softly:

"Veteran, your country and your people need you now."

"Need me? Do you need me to fight?"

The drunken veteran turned to look at the mayor with a trace of ridicule:

"You want me to help them? Help those who would rather spit on me than smile at me? I'm sorry, I refuse!"

Keeshan's prototype is Rambo from First Blood. He is the soul of the Redridge Mountain quest line. To be honest, this guy is much stronger than Rambo. Also, who said I am a fan of the Queen? I mean you

Yeah, you are still too young. Don't listen to the wind and rain, spread rumors randomly, and you will be responsible for deviations in publicity in the future... I also like the Queen very much, but how can I put it, I like it rationally, and
Chapter completed!