The chaotic situation finally made the dignitaries of Banshee Fort feel the tension of the battle. They began to seriously consider the reality that the war was about to break out, especially the speed at which the enemy was building fortresses beyond imagination.
"If you want to compete with the speed of building a fortress, you have to spend money." Bishop stood on the balcony of his house facing the street, looking down at a broken wheel on the side of the street.
In the night a few days ago, because of the false news that the war was coming, the whole city was noisy and unresolved. In the middle of the night, hundreds of rich and powerful families who lived in the city suddenly drove on the road, preparing to flee to a safe place in their imagination.
There was no command, no organization, and even the spread of the news was contradictory. One can imagine how chaotic that night was. The wheels on the street fell that night, and I don’t know whose carriage broke
In addition, due to the chaos that night, two important figures were found dead the next day.
An old baron was killed in his carriage, and the body fell in the arms of his mistress. The beautiful young mistress was still dreaming of becoming a baroness, but was splashed with blood by more than sixty barons.
When Bishop saw the mistress, the crying Ewha brought the rain, and deliberately leaned her plump breast against him, trying to change to a baron as a backer. He didn't think much, and laughed.
At the inspection site, the old baron was cut through the carotid artery with a sharp knife, with a very precise cut. The magical protective gear he was wearing was also instantly broken, which showed that the murderer's weapon had a magic-breaking effect and was very spicy.
This is not a death that can be caused by ordinary street quarrels, it is definitely the handwriting of the first-rate assassin.
After the death of the old baron, he left a large amount of fortune, and the current battle for property has broken out. In addition to the genuine heirs, a bunch of illegitimate children also jumped out.
The second person who died was a large grain merchant who was also killed when he fled in a panic at night. There were more than a dozen adventurers around him who acted as bodyguards, but they couldn't stop them at all.
The negligent bodyguards told Bishop about the situation afterwards, saying that they were enveloped by sudden darkness. When the sorcerer among the bodyguards used flashlights to disperse the darkness, the fat food merchant who looked like a pig was also incised in the neck aorta.
The bodyguards swore a curse that it only took three seconds to go from darkness to flash. They reacted very quickly, but they didn't even see the shadow of the murderer. It can only show that the rank gap between the offensive and defensive sides is too large, and there is no defense at all.
Behind the grain merchants is the largest group of dignitaries in Banshee Fort, and they also face the division of property after death. This time it was not an infighting among the children, but a dozen or so dignitaries who participated in the shares jumped out.
This is by no means an ordinary death, let alone an accidental death in chaos.
His Excellency Friedman was furious at the incident the next day, saying that he would find out the murderer and severely punish him, and he must not sit back and watch this evil happen again. But he froze the property of the two deceased, confiscated to be precise.
Secretly, Friedman called Bishop and exaggerated, saying that he was looking for a good assassin, the timing was very good, his hands were clean and there were no flaws left, and he said that he wanted to see the assassin, so as not to He accidentally slipped to the city lord's mansion.
Bishop was sweating profusely and didn't know how to answer. He didn't find the assassin at all, but the deceased's account was counted on him. The two killed were just idiots who had been named in the city lord.
Alas..., it's a headache.
Friedman currently needs a lot of gold coins to strengthen his military, including paying for the military expenses of a dozen coalition forces in the North. All these expenses can be borne by Banshee Fort.
In addition, the monsters of the Black Forest are building fortresses, not only in Dense Fog Town, but also in many major traffic routes, including Green Valley Town. Once these fortresses are built, they can be used not only for defense, but for offense.
I have to say that Victor Hugo played this game beautifully, causing a mess of the Northland nobles. Originally, he was thinking of slow mobilization, but now he can't do it anymore.
The building of the fortress in the winter is incredible, and no one can really think of it. But in order to counter Hugo's fortress offensive, Banshee Fort must also repair the fortress accordingly. This will cost money again.
Bishop's current job is not so much punishing'idiots' as it is to raise war money for Friedman. But he didn't know who helped him behind his back.
The two deceased have many enemies, no matter from which point of view they can be called inferiority, there is more than a guilty death. But if you can invite first-rate assassins, this thing is definitely not as simple as you imagined.
Not long after standing by the balcony, the servant came to announce that the carriage was ready. Bishop had to rush to the prison in the city, and his men caught two smugglers, or'genius' smugglers who used corpse collectors to transport goods.
"Why do idiots use corpse-collecting carts to transport goods? How many times have been investigated for this old-fashioned method? These two idiots are simply insulting my IQ."
Bishop went out and got into the carriage, which was started by the coachman. He sat in the carriage, closed his eyes and thought, thinking about how to deal with the two idiots later, and how to pick out the supporters behind them one by one.
"This should be able to find more money, half a million or even millions of gold coins, and it should be able to support the war that the Bouche family is about to face."
Bishop silently calculated the possible benefits and whether he still had use value afterwards. Regardless of winning or losing this war, Banshee Castle will definitely be liquidated.
"Either the enemy liquidates us, or we liquidate ourselves. Maybe I should also consider making a fortune from it so that I can leave at the right time."
The wheels rumbled over on the road, and there were accompanying knights guarding them in front of and behind the car. There were three carriages in the team, and Bishop randomly took one of them-he was very careful recently, for fear of inexplicable assassins coming to him.
"Master, the wizard in the front carriage made us slow down." The guard next to the carriage approached the carriage, delivering the message.
"What do you mean?" Bishop opened his eyes in the carriage. "What does the new prophecy wizard want to do?"
"He said that someone was spying with arcane magic and wanted us to..."
The words of the guard knight were halfway through. A large wooden box with a broken appearance was thrown by the side of the road where the carriage passed by, and this box suddenly exploded violently.
A hemispherical shock wave appeared out of thin air and spread rapidly to the surroundings. The entire street collapsed in front of the shock wave. The house near the explosion point had its walls collapsed, and the roofs were overturned, flying up into the sky.
The loud noise was accompanied by the spread of dense smoke, which quickly enveloped most of the street, and outsiders could no longer see the internal situation. But the violent vibration from the explosion quickly spread throughout the city, bringing endless panic.
Adrian raised his telescope on the roof of a building hundreds of meters away, and after a while he could feel the airflow from the shock wave. He was astonished and shouted: "The lord still said that the explosive is low in power? This is also called low in power? This is about to blow up the whole street."
Mondino and Old Bank next to them were also stunned and dumbfounded for a while. The Necromancer asked the prophecy chief: "Are you sure to avoid such an attack?"
The chief prophet only smiled bitterly: "It is better to avoid being the target of this kind of attack."