"When our Golden Sons are fighting among themselves, is it fun to send someone to assassinate me?" Roland asked with a smile.
The muscles on Little John's face suddenly twitched. He looked at Roland, his eyes gradually turned red and his body trembled.
Finally he stood up angrily and threw the book in his hand on the table with all his strength.
There was a crisp snap.
After taking a few heavy breaths, the veins on Little John's neck were about to burst out. His hair and beard were all spread out, and he suppressed his roar like a lion: "Roland, you have gone too far. I stay at home every day now, and I have nothing to do." I can’t even leave the house, what else do you want from me? As the city lord, you forced me into this position, and you still wronged me. You will be satisfied if I die!"
"Originally I didn't want you to die." Roland smiled: "But now I suddenly feel that it would be good for you to die."
Little John's hands were trembling and his teeth were clenching.
His anger and grievance seemed to be about to overflow.
Roland saw that he wanted to commit murder but didn't dare, so he had to suppress it with all his strength. He sneered: "Don't think of other people as fools. You want to provoke endless infighting among our Golden Sons, so that you can Bian has a chance to develop again. But you forget one thing, you are smart and others are not stupid."
"I didn't!" Little John finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily.
"I can pretend that nothing happened this time. You have to be lucky that you didn't target my relatives and friends." Roland, who was leaning against the door, stood up straight and his eyes became cold: "But if something happens again, For once, you will understand the consequences.”
Ah!
Roland sneered and turned to leave.
The door closed again and the room became dark again.
In the room, Little John's cheek muscles kept shaking, making his expression distorted and ugly.
His expression slowly changed from anger and hatred to weakness.
Finally, he sat back slumped in the chair, as if all his energy was gone.
Roland came out of the castle and saw the city lord's wife and her daughter still having afternoon tea in the garden.
When the two saw Roland, they stood up again.
Roland walked over, stood in front of them and smiled: "Sorry to bother you."
The two of them were quite nervous looking at Roland, but the city lord's wife still smiled and extended the invitation: "Your Excellency Roland, how about having afternoon tea together?"
"Thank you." Roland refused: "I still have some things to deal with. I will definitely chat with these two beautiful ladies next time I have the opportunity."
"That's a shame."
Roland apologized and left the garden.
The city lord's wife sat down again and breathed a sigh of relief: "There is no such vicious aura about her. She probably isn't looking for trouble."
"Actually, he was very kind to us. At least he didn't kill us and gave us all the money he deserved." John's youngest daughter's eyes were still a little glistening: "And didn't he say last time that old Ford wanted to usurp our family's leftovers?" Were some of his businesses also stopped by his vice-president? He also said that rules are rules, and if you don’t agree, you have to knock down the magic tower first."
The city lord's wife was silent for a while and said: "But I'm afraid that your eldest brother will mess up! After all, he is the city lord, and men, unlike us women, will not accept fate casually."
The younger daughter let out a long sigh: "I hope the eldest brother will stop messing around. Even my father can't fight them, but the eldest brother can't do it."
Roland, who was walking on the street, didn't know about this.
In fact, he was a little weak just now. Facing a widow he created and the daughter of the deceased, his inner emotions were not as calm as on the surface.
In his imagination, these two women should hate him very much like Little John.
But he didn't know that the family relationship between Little John and his family was really weak, and more than a year of peaceful and privileged life had already worn away a lot of the hatred between the two women.
Most importantly, Roland holds the power.
As Roland walked, he observed the street.
Compared with a year ago, the city is much cleaner.
Ever since Roland, Hawke and others took control of most of the power in the city, they have carried out some limited governance work. For example, build sewers, build some public toilets, and publicize the truth that diseases enter through the mouth.
The effect is not very good, but at least it is effective. The whole city is not so dirty.
In addition, after breaking up with the Silver Wing Guild, the position of Sheriff also fell into the hands of Magic Tower, with Vincent taking on the concurrent role.
Vincent has a relatively straightforward personality. Although he always thinks that the position of Sheriff is a waste of his time to learn and practice magic, in fact, he has never neglected his duties. In the past year, he has beheaded a few nobles for their misbehavior. There were three of them. As for those who stole, robbed, and had their hands and legs broken by him, and were imprisoned in cells, at least eight hundred if not a thousand.
The security situation in the entire city has improved a lot.
The sense of security of civilians has been greatly improved.
Security is invisible and intangible, but it does exist.
The smiles on the faces of pedestrians on the street are obviously much brighter.
Roland arrived at the Black Sand Gang's station and walked in directly.
The boys were so frightened when they saw him that they ran upstairs and invited Gru down.
"Sir Roland, long time no see." Gru was very embarrassed when he saw Roland. Because they were on the wrong team last time, the entire Black Sand Gang is now unpopular with the Magic Tower, but because the Magic Tower has not announced that they will be killed. Give up', so I have survived until now in a daze.
Just because of Sheriff Vincent's activity, the Black Sand Gang is not having an easy time now.
Roland looked around, his eyes fell on Gru, and said: "Tonight I will hold a banquet in the square in front of the Magic Tower. Please help me inform all the famous people outside the city lord's palace, whether they are nobles, scholars, or... It can be a big businessman, a gang boss, or even a businessman who lives here temporarily."
"Tell them that I hope they can all come if they have nothing urgent to do tonight."
“Rain or shine!”
Seeing the calm expression and hearing the last word, Gru nodded repeatedly.
He swallowed at the same time.
He had a feeling that something big was going to happen.
Roland then returned to the Magic Tower and asked everyone in the Magic Tower to start preparing the drinks and food for the dinner.
Andonara was a little puzzled: "When you came back from your study tour, the local nobles and squires should have jointly organized a dinner to celebrate me. Why did you invite them instead?"
"Because this is the Hongmen Banquet."
With the help of a proficient translator, Andonara understood the meaning of Hongmen Banquet.
Her eyes immediately brightened: "Are you going to kill someone? Okay, I'll put on my armor and sharpen my sword. When the time comes, I'll kill whoever you ask me to kill."
At this time, Christine also came over, and the girl asked expectantly: "Master, if there is a noble girl you want to kill, can you not kill it first and let me suck the blood secretly?"
"no!"
Roland flatly rejected her.
Christina pouted, almost ready to hang the oil bottle.