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Two days later, Camer Strell bid Roland farewell.
"Aren't you going to stay in the capital for a few more days?" Roland joked, "This is the center of Greycastle, and all kinds of places to have fun are the best in the kingdom. I missed it this time, and I don't know when it will be available next time. coming."
"I'm not you, I don't want to leave any unrequited love here," Kaimo rolled his eyes, "There is still a lot of work to be done in the laboratory and chemical plant. If you want to make the gunpowder production line run normally, you'd better first Let me return to Neverwinter."
The other party's answer made Roland quite depressed. After the situation stabilized, the atmosphere in the city became a little strange. First, he heard many women claiming to be his lover, and then even the illegitimate children ran out. Of course, he knew that these were all rumors, but he couldn't hold back the money, especially since his previous reputation was really bad enough. No matter how bizarre the story was, some people believed it... In desperation, he had to let Thassa come forward and drive the mouse. Fight the rumors.
"Okay then," he nodded after being speechless for a while, "I will arrange a paddle steamer to take you back to the Western Region. It's been hard work for you these days."
"It's good if you know." Kaimo shook his beard, stroked his chest and saluted before leaving.
This guy is really welcome, Roland pouted, but he didn't care, and even hummed a little song happily.
"It seems that you are quite happy to be entangled with so many women," came a cold voice from behind.
"Cough cough..." He almost choked on his saliva, "What nonsense are you talking about! They just hope they can use this statement to make some money. It's not that you don't know."
"I, how could I possibly know." Nightingale's tone suddenly became slightly flustered.
"Oh? Really don't know?" Roland countered, "I thought you went to investigate everyone."
"...Okay," Nightingale showed her figure, turned over to sit on the desk, and stared at him condescendingly, "I did go to investigate, but I was worried about your safety, for fear that you would bring in unknown people into the palace. ,Understand?"
"I understand," he said, holding back a smile, but the other's next sentence made his smile freeze on his face.
"Most of them are fake, but what about Miss Kingfisher and Mrs. Rosser? They're not lying!"
Damn Yorko, she didn't expect that after covering up that day, she still kept it in her heart. Roland silently cursed this "old friend" ten thousand times, stared at her seriously and said, "I didn't lie to you either... The fourth prince they talked about is indeed not me, you should be able to tell it out, it's not a lie. "
Nightingale was staring at him a little uncomfortable, and looked away slightly, "So this is a misunderstanding? They thought it was you, but you weren't there?"
"Of course not," Roland said righteously. "In fact, I have never seen them!"
Her expression softened, "Then these women who claim to have an affair with you, will you let them continue to shout? Thassa said you didn't tell them to shut up."
"Of course, using Jinlong's words is completely in their favor. If you use a knife... it's too much, and it will increase the suspicion of the people." Roland could never order killing because of such a thing. "Compared to forcibly blocking It's better to make a big news to attract everyone's attention."
"Big... news?" Nightingale asked suspiciously.
"Well, it's something that will keep them discussing for several weeks," he smiled. "For example, the capital will be renamed Dawn City, Neverwinter in the west will be the new capital of Greycastle, etc... Wait until I leave. After this place, those rumors will die down.”
Of course, the big news is far more than that. There is also the king's temporary suspension of the enthronement ceremony, and the recruitment plan for craftsmen with good treatment... These news add up to enough to occupy all the leisure time of the people. At present, the mice are disseminating clips of the news, so that the masses can faintly hear the wind, and finally the city hall will post an announcement to achieve the best publicity effect. It can be expected that for a long time to come, there will be a lot of discussion in the tavern.
"So it wasn't because of them that you laughed so much before?"
"Of course not!" Roland patted the list on the table, "I'm happy because of this." The chemical performance led by Kemo was a great success, and the effect was even better than he imagined. In the end, the alchemists in the association who were willing to go to the Western Region and There are more than 320 disciples and apprentices, including relatives, the final number is determined to be around 500. "The five chemical laboratories and two chemical factories in the border area only add up to this many, and now the number has doubled in the blink of an eye, and most of them are proficient, and they can be employed with just a little training. The greatest fortune." He paused, "but that's not what pleases me the most."
"Then what makes you happiest?" Nightingale asked curiously.
"Look at this," he unfolded the list, pointing to a few names at the end.
"Leitning... Rayleigh... Archer, isn't this the name of the three chiefs of the Alchemy Association?"
"Yeah, Kaimo didn't reject them," Roland said softly, "He said he had taken back what belonged to him." After learning about the rift between the chief alchemist and the Capital Alchemy Association, he thought that Kaimo would be ruthless. He came back with ruthless revenge, but did not expect that the other party did not choose to continue this hatred. After Kaimo got the recognition that should belong to him, he accepted the three of Lightning for Neverwinter. This made Roland's heart full of warmth. Although this era is very bad, there are still such a group of people walking on the right path. As long as they are in the territory, the kingdom will become better and better.
At this moment, there was a rhythmic knocking sound outside the window.
Nightingale flashed out of the window, hugged the messenger into her arms, and dodged back to the desk again, "A secret letter has arrived."
"You scared it." Looking at the stunned gray falcon on the table, Roland shook his head incredulously, untied the note from his paws, and quickly scanned the contents of the letter, "Well... it's from the book, I I think we have to leave as soon as possible.”
"What happened to Neverwinter?" Nightingale frowned.
"No..." he grinned, "Lian and Honey are coming back soon."
"Those two little fellows..." Nightingale's voice seemed a little low for some reason, "Actually, there's no need to rush back. After all, there are only two people, so Lightning and Maisie can pick them up faster than a hydrogen balloon. Much more, you can reach the capital in one day.”
"If it's just the two of them, it's really possible to do this," Roland said with great interest, "but the letter said that Tilly also sent a new witch." (..., Your support is my greatest motivation. .) 17-01-13 11:25:34