"Sister, we're here," Cole Kant rushed into the cabin.
"I've told you twice, don't call me sister this time," Edith glanced up at him, "you forgot?"
"No..." Cole shuddered, "No, I remember."
"Then who am I?"
"Me, my clerk, Ms. Edith."
"And you?"
"Father... No, the ambassador sent by Calvin Kant, Duke of the North."
"Very good, remember not to make the third mistake," Edith stood up, moved her somewhat stiff hands and feet, and walked out of the cabin, "Call all the messengers, let's go to the inner city."
This is a trick that Edith usually plays. She always likes to observe her negotiator behind the scenes, and then come forward to negotiate after getting a preliminary impression. In addition to being able to plan ahead, it can also give the other party a sense of freshness. If the target is a male, 10% of them will be very interested in themselves.
She never shy away from being a woman, but instead sees it as a communicative advantage.
Since it has the title of Pearl of the North, naturally it cannot be wasted.
"Then... what about the head?"
"Of course, put it on the boat first. Could it be that you still want to carry that thing into the bedroom?" She pouted, "They both stink."
Stepping off the trestle, Edith noticed that there were a lot of ships in the canal, and there were many people gathered on the pier. Most of them were carrying bags, and they looked neither like slaves nor businessmen. This made her quite curious. Except for the above two categories, few people would travel far in the spring ploughing season.
She recruited an attendant, "Go and ask where they are going."
"What does this have to do with us?" Cole asked in confusion.
"Since Roland Wimbledon has occupied this city, he will always promulgate some new policies to declare his authority. This can also reflect his temperament from the side. Of course, it has something to do with us." Edith smiled, " In addition, you can spend a few gold dragons and ask the mouse to collect it for you, but I prefer the news I hear with my own ears."
"Yes, is that so..."
"Look more, think more, Ambassador," she said. "This is a rare opportunity."
After entering the city gate, the number of pedestrians on the street suddenly increased, and the simple street stalls were placed on both sides of the road. Edith came to the capital with her father to attend the coming-of-age ceremony of the Fifth Princess a few years ago. The image of the city and her memory has not changed much, and it is still very lively.
If you are in Evernight City, you will never see crowds when it is not a festival or celebration.
Suddenly, a preacher on the street caught her attention.
"Wait a while," Edith told the team to stop, and led Cole to the crowd.
"You can saw wood? Can you lay gray bricks? Can you take care of cattle and sheep? As long as you have a skill, it is the talent that His Majesty Roland needs! Go to the Western Region, where His Majesty is building a new capital, Neverwinter! Yours You will be rewarded handsomely for yourself!”
Talent? Edith pondered for a while, but it was an interesting statement... But, what does the new king mean? Neverwinter? Is there such a city in the west
After a few dozen steps forward, there was another circle of people.
"The witches are innocent. This is a confession written by the high priest before the execution." Another preacher waved the paper in his hand. "They may be your relatives, your daughters, your sisters! If you still If you are afraid of them, send them to Neverwinter! There, they will receive meticulous care. If you are unwilling to leave them, you can also go together! Your Majesty promised that the witch's family will receive a shelter from the wind and rain. A home and a decent job!”
"The high priest was executed?" Cole's eyes widened.
Edith frowned. If this was Roland Wimbledon's new deal, it would be too flamboyant. Isn't he afraid of attracting thunderous revenge from the church? It's not a battle between nobles, but an endless heresy war.
I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse to be loyal to such a king.
It took half an hour to walk through this street that leads directly to the inner city, and only then did she realize that there were such preachers everywhere along the way. People in the capital can understand these changes as long as they listen to them on the street for a long time, and they don't even need to look for mice.
"My lord, I have made it clear," the attendant who was ordered to inquire about the news caught up with the team breathlessly, "They are all going to—"
"Neverwinter's, right?" Edith interrupted.
"You...you know?"
"Let's not look for the hotel, let's go to the palace to submit the messenger documents," she had a faint feeling of bad feeling in her heart, "Now, hurry up!"
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"What did you say?" Cole said in surprise, "His Majesty Roland has been away from the capital for a week? No enthronement ceremony?"
"That's what the receptionist said," the Attendant reported. "Originally, His Majesty left a chief minister named Barov Mons to take care of the affairs, but he also left the capital yesterday. The servants are no longer inhabited. The receptionist also said that if you want to discuss with the city hall, he can tell you."
"No need," Edith said coldly. She didn't expect that her hunch would come true, and she ran non-stop all the way, but she was in vain - Roland really planned to move the capital, leave this great city behind, and go to the western border to rebuild a new city! What was in his head? You must know that a city of this size cannot be completed without a construction of thirty or forty years!
"What should we do?" Cole asked quietly, looking at the group of messengers in a daze behind him.
With a sullen face, she said after a while, "Turn around and go back to the pier, we'll go to Neverwinter too!"
"Anyway, they've already left, so there's no need for us to hurry," Cole said with a bitter face, "I haven't showered for a week, and I feel like I'm getting lice on my body.
Edith sniffed the collar sideways, and also smelled a strange smell. She finally sighed, "Then find a hotel for a night's rest, and leave early tomorrow morning."
However, when the group of messengers arrived at the dock the next day, they found that their ship had been burnt to only the skeleton.
"What's going on here?" For the first time, Edith felt that her head was not enough.
"Cough, don't be angry, sister-Ms. Edith, you have to watch and think more..." Cole waved to a passerby, "Could there be a fire at the pier?"
"Ah, you said this," the other party explained enthusiastically, "I don't know which one of the damned hid the body on the boat, and the smell was smelled by the rats who stole it. You don't know, everyone is very sensitive to this thing, after all Half a year ago, an evil epidemic broke out in the city, caused by the corpses scattered by the church. In short, the only way to deal with this thing is to set it on fire. The captain has been arrested by the guards for questioning, what, do you know him?"
Edith didn't know what expression to answer for a while, and it took a long time before she said, "Thank you, I don't know."
It seems that she has to find a new ship again, she thought, probably this journey of allegiance will not be as smooth as she imagined... Right