When Viscount Little came to the shantytown on the Lower Seventh Ring Road, it was after 9:00 in the morning.
The 'Mist' believers in the shanty town have already started a busy day.
Although there are enough supplies, there is no need to go to work, but cleaning up the ruins, cremating the corpses and building fortifications require a lot of manpower.
The only good thing is that the winter in the Northland is always cold, so there is no need to worry about the corruption of the corpse and the plague that comes with it.
But worrying about friends and relatives still makes the people here finish everything as quickly as possible.
Therefore, when Viscount Little came, he saw a very busy scene.
Of course, there are sentries.
Because, the heir to the royal family of Eitandine and the heir to the Snake faction are one person.
And the heirs of the Snake faction had such a close relationship with the Church of the 'Mist' that the guards, who clearly meant 'monitoring', became protection in the true sense.
Coupled with the patrols and sentries of the followers of the 'Mist' church itself, the guards here are not weak.
As a military general, Little almost subconsciously evaluated how to break through here at the fastest speed and at the lowest cost if he were the enemy.
This slightly aggressive gaze was quickly spotted.
"Hey, you'd better take that look back."
A young man as strong as a brown bear, carrying a huge double-edged battle axe, quietly appeared next to Little's carriage, and said.
It wasn't until the young man opened his mouth that Little was startled by the other party's arrival, and immediately shrank his eyes.
He began to look at each other.
When he saw the figure and appearance of the other party, he quickly locked in who the other party was.
Rogert!
One of the backbones of the 'Mist' Church.
"Is your own strength matched with the 'fog' magic?"
Viscount Little guessed in his heart, but a friendly smile appeared on his face.
"Hi, I'm Viscount Little, is Bishop Simon in?"
The viscount, who originally looked very much like a fox because of his narrow and long eyes, became more like a fox now, but his hooked nose became more obvious, like a fox with an eagle's beak.
Looking at the Viscount with this appearance, Roget frowned.
The young man didn't like foxes. When he was a child, the things he hunted were always stolen by these bad things. Even if he hid in a tree, the rope would be bitten off.
Therefore, the young man said very bluntly.
"The bishop is not here."
Faced with the blunt tone, Viscount Little was not angry at all.
"And what about Lord Sivalka?"
he smiled.
"What do you want?"
Contact inquiries aroused the vigilance of young people.
"Don't worry, I mean no harm."
"My reputation isn't bad, but it's not bad either."
"Similarly, no one can pretend to be me, and the soldiers behind you can prove my identity."
Viscount Little walked towards the carriage as he spoke, and pointed to the Aitandine soldiers not far away.
Roget looked at the soldiers saluting to Little from afar, and frowned.
Not suspicious.
With Lord Colin's identity as the heir to the royal family, the soldiers here can almost be regarded as their own, and there is no need to doubt anything.
He frowned because of the person in front of him.
He knew Viscount Little's reputation.
When they came, the respected baroness told them as much as possible about the people who needed attention in Fort Eitantino.
Among them, the viscount is on the list.
Of course, what is more important is Sivalka's reminder.
'Beware of the old school, they may be up to no good! '
Sivalka relayed his experience at the time and the old-fashioned habitual methods of doing things. It is an exaggeration to say that it is unscrupulous. After all, the other party wants the face of the noble.
But if it is moral, pay attention to the rules of knights
That was really a joke.
I don't believe it.
Young people are eager to drive each other away.
However, thinking of the Bishop's instructions when he left, he did not do so.
"You wait a moment."
The young man said in a cold tone, turned around and walked towards the camp.
In this more and more perfect camp, Sivalka is changing Ellie's frostbite medicine.
"Good recovery!"
Seeing that most of the bruises on his little hands had dissipated, Sivalka couldn't help showing a smile. In order to make Ellie recover better, he bought the most expensive frostbite medicine.
Now it seems that it is the right choice.
"There are about two or three days to recover."
"Ai Li, you must not touch cold water these two days."
Sivalka exhorted.
"But I need to help everyone work!"
"I don't have the strength to clean up the debris, but I can wash the dishes and boil the water without touching the cold water..."
Embarrassment appeared on Ellie's little face.
Sivalka's eyes were full of pity and love.
If he had a daughter, he would never let her do such a job.
No!
He already has a daughter.
But if my daughter wants to do this...
As a father, he must support him unconditionally, even with tears.
"Then Ellie be careful."
"I'll go to the market in a moment and buy you a pair of gloves."
"The kind that can touch water."
Sivalka patted Ellie's head.
"But mother said that you can't ask others at will..."
"I'm not someone else!"
"It was Ellie who saved me, you are my savior."
"It's only right for me to repay Elle."
Sivalka said with a smile, then, pointing to the distance, continued: "Ai Li, go and help, everyone is waiting for you."
"good."
The little girl nodded, smiled at Sivalka, and ran over quickly.
Watching her daughter's disappearing back, Sivalka turned around and looked at Roget.
"what happened?"
Sivalka asked.
"What a nice kid!"
The young man admired in this way, and then he began to face the suspicion, vigilance, and hostility of an old father.
"What do you want to do?"
Sivalka bared her teeth and asked in a deep voice.
"Do not misunderstand!"
"I'm just a compliment!"
"Also, Sivalka, you are too nervous, not everyone..."
"Boars in heat should be castrated."
Sivalka interrupted Roget's words and said coldly.
Seeing Sivalka's serious look, the young man felt a moment of silence for those boys who might be favored by Ellie for the reward. You must know that it is very difficult to pass the level of Sivalka in front of you.
However, this is none of his business.
"It's the old school."
"The Viscount Little has come in person."
The young man got to the point very wisely.
"As expected."
Saying so, Sivalka walked out of the camp.
When he knew that Eitantinople and the heir of the Snake faction were alone, he knew that the old-fashioned faction would not be able to sit still.
He knows very well the virtues of those nobles.
"What are we going to do?"
asked the young man.
"Leave it to me."
"My lord bishop has already told me the general direction of action."
"As for the rest, I will make up for it."
Sivalka said.
The young man immediately fell silent.
First, the love and respect for Bishop Simon made him completely obey Bishop Simon's orders.
Secondly, the young man guessed that this was a test given to Sivalka by the bishop.
Although Sivalka had already declared that he would join the Church of the 'Mist', the identity of the other party was troublesome. At that time, the bishop did not refuse or agree.
Obviously, it was waiting for Sivalka to pass this test.
Therefore, the young man immediately took a step behind and changed from walking side by side to following Sivalka.
He needs to observe the whole process.
At the same time, Sivalka had to be protected.
Although the noble just now looked annoying, he was also very strong.
If there is no blessing from the crown, it is difficult for him to be the opponent of the opponent.
Can you have the blessing of the crown
He can strangle each other with one hand.
Seeing the change in Roget, Sivalka didn't say anything.
This is as it should be.
If he wanted to escape safely from the 'War God Temple' to the embrace of the 'Mist' church, he had to show his ability, otherwise, how could he be protected
If it's normal, forget it, he will go to the border at worst and live incognito.
But with Elle
He's going to give it his all.
…
Viscount Little, who was standing outside the camp, suddenly felt a little cold.
Looking up at the still bright sunshine, the old-school noble couldn't help shaking his head.
Winter in Hokuriku is really scary.
Even in Eitantinople is no exception.
He has been accustomed to going to the south for the winter these years, and he has begun to get used to the winter in the north.
What a damn new order!
Thinking of His Majesty's new order, the old-fashioned nobleman couldn't help frowning.
You know, from the beginning to the winter in the south, he has already invested more than half of his entire net worth in that warm place. Farms, mines, handicraft workshops, etc. are all industries he is willing to do.
Not only him, but Valentine as well.
Even the small and medium nobles behind the two of them are like this.
Once the South goes to war...
He can fully imagine what their investment will become.
Therefore, this new order is not simply a matter of 'noble glory' and 'land', but also concerns the survival of each of their families.
these are…
Absolutely cannot give in!
In an instant, Viscount Little's gaze became sharp and sharp.
However, the next moment, it turned into a smiling appearance again.
He saw Rogert returning, and Sivalka appearing in sight.
"Good morning, Your Excellency Sivalka."
Viscount Little took two steps forward as he spoke, as a greeting and to show his sincerity.
Sivalka didn't have much, and he wasn't flattered, just like seeing an ordinary friend, walked over and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, Viscount, good morning."
"I'm so sorry, Your Excellency Sivalka."
"What happened yesterday caused you unnecessary misunderstanding."
"I came here today with sincerity."
With that said, Viscount Lear pointed to the carriage.
The driver immediately opened the door.
Immediately, Sivalka and Roget narrowed their eyes.
A golden light shone on the two of them.
After a while, the two returned to normal.
Sivalka didn't need to count them in detail. He only needed to glance at the box to know that there were 2,000 Kimptons in the box.
Among the aristocrats, in addition to being strong and high-grade, the boxes for storing Kimptons should also have constant specifications.
It seems that only in this way can they show their differences.
Facing two thousand Kimptons, if it was before meeting Ellie, Sivalka would definitely be moved.
And now
Certainly not enough.
It's not just Bishop Simon's task.
besides…
He wants to raise a daughter!
That's expensive!
As for Rogert
Not even a second glance.
Even when the golden light was shining just now, the young people were holding the ax tightly, fearing that someone would attack them.
Viscount Little had been watching the expressions of the two when the coachman was guarding the door. When he saw the indifference of the two, the old-fashioned nobleman couldn't help but sink in his heart.
While scolding Valentine's subordinates for being unfavorable, he pointed to the carriage with a smile on his face.
"Your Excellency Sivalka, I found two good antiques before, are you interested in admiring them?"
Viscount Little asked.
"certainly."
"However, two are too few."
"It would be better if there were more."
Sivalka nodded, and strode towards the carriage without Viscount Little's invitation.
Bishop Simon's order was 'slaughter the fat sheep'!
Then why should he be polite
Don't let the other party feel distressed enough to twist, he is a younger brother.
Looking at Sivalka who walked to the carriage by himself and looked at everything in the carriage, the smile on Viscount Little's face remained unchanged, but he was yelling in his heart.
The attitude of the other party has already shown everything.
If you want to expose what happened yesterday, you will have to bleed a lot.
He did not want.
Yes, no.
Because standing behind the other party was someone they didn't want to provoke and couldn't provoke for the time being.
The identity of Eitandine, the heir of the Snake Sect, is really terrifying.
Although they still have back...
It may not move, but it is better not to move.
It is best to hold the cards in your hands.
If it is shot out, there is really no room for turning around.
I comforted myself like this from the bottom of my heart.
But what Sivalka said next, almost caused Viscount Little to draw out his sword and hack him to death.
"It's a nice carriage."
"The stuff inside is pretty good, too."
"Such a carriage and the contents inside, let's have two more!"
Sivalka said calmly.
Although he wished to hack Sivalka to death, Viscount Little was still trying to maintain his aristocratic demeanor.
"Yeah?"
"Two more?"
"Okay, at noon, I'll have someone deliver it."
Viscount Little said with a smile.
Seeing that Viscount Little agreed immediately, Sivalka was obviously taken aback.
broken!
Ask for less!
He was full of remorse, but it would be inappropriate to go back on his word at this time.
Therefore, he could only nod his head full of remorse.
Viscount Little saw such annoyance and remorse.
His hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword.
Can't kill him!
Can't kill him!
Can't kill him!
Viscount Little, who kept warning himself to keep smiling, was bleeding from the bottom of his heart.
As hereditary aristocrats, the Little family is naturally very rich, but after investing almost all of their wealth in the south, and taking out these things, they are really going to go bankrupt.
However, as long as the heir is temporarily stabilized, it will be fine.
after
Viscount Little sneered.
Thinking of this, Viscount Little, who didn't want to stay for a long time, boarded the carriage and left.
At this time, Rogert, who had been silent all the time, directly blocked the car door.
"this is ours."
The young man said righteously.
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