Kant once spent a night at the inn at Stone Pass.
But he really never came out.
As an aristocrat and an enshrined baron, there are some things that he doesn't need to do himself.
From the Lion Castle in the South County to the Stone Pass in the North County in a comfortable carriage, the accompanying Swadian farmers were also responsible for arranging the purchase of supplies, and they were able to do these chores in an orderly manner.
Wait until dawn the next day.
It was still early, so I took advantage of the coolness and entered the Nalun Desert to trek.
Kant turned his head and looked at the butler who was leading the way beside him.
The middle-aged man's face was normal, as if he was used to this dirty environment and the slightly pungent smell, and he walked forward without paying attention, even if the cowhide boots stepped on a puddle of accumulated sewage, Gradually cloudy liquid.
He paused slightly.
Kant dodged the few splashes of sewage.
In a college with a strong academic atmosphere, or in a castle that is often cleaned and tidied up, Kant's identity made him never come into contact with such a low-level life, dirty, messy, and poor.
Even the sentry oasis, because of the system, is particularly clean and hygienic.
The cowhide boots rubbed against the stones.
After fully entering the rocky pass, Kant got on his horse directly.
Manid and the guard cavalry behind him also got on their horses, frowning as they looked at the dilapidated huts and poor people in ragged clothes, their evaluation of the Stone Pass was a little lower.
Although there are frequent wars in the Calradia continent, hygiene can still be guaranteed.
This may be due to the design of the two couples in Turkey.
Kant, of course, was well aware of this.
Let's be honest.
The places where Kant lived, whether it was the Academy, the Lion Castle, or the bustling Lion Heart City, were all considered clean.
As for other places I have never been to.
Such as small villages, knight fiefs, or other gathering places outside the castle.
It is estimated that the environment is similar to here.
A large number of bankrupt peasants or proletarians live in shanty towns, with ragged clothes and skinny bones. The eyeballs protruding from hunger reveal not vitality, but indifference to life and weak fatigue.
This world of swords and magic is similar to Europe in the Middle Ages on Earth.
Kant narrowed his eyes slightly.
The butler who led the way had already mounted a skinny old horse.
He turned his head and continued to lead the way and greet Kant humbly. At the same time, he glanced at the Sarande horse and the desert horse under the Sarande rider and the desert bandit behind him, and couldn't help feeling a little envious.
He couldn't help sighing: "They are all high-quality war horses, only the Lion Castle has them."
Clearly he misunderstood something.
Kant would not explain, but said indifferently: "As long as it is well-fed, it is a first-class war horse."
The housekeeper noticed the alienation in Kant's words, nodded humbly in agreement, and did not continue to say anything.
The butler also knew it well.
He is just a servant. Although relying on Baron Dylan to be proud of those poor people, it does not mean that he can be so disrespectful to Kant next to him.
Kant, the baron of the Nalun Desert, the king of the Lion Principality, and the second son of Cameron.
Lion's blood runs through his veins.
Essentially noble.
Even if it is rumored among the nobles that the Baron Kant was exiled to the Nalun Desert, it is not a topic that their servants can bring up. This is the difference in status and the crushing of classes.
Continue along the street into Stone Pass.
The pass fortress was actually built fairly well.
The lumber field and quarry in the Sanwaya Mountains provide a large amount of high-quality stone and wood here.
For example, on the south side of the pass, there are more houses built with stones and wood.
Including those pedestrians, their clothes are not considered ragged, although they are still thin, but each of them has more spirit in their eyes, obviously these belong to the useful civilian class in Jianshi Pass.
In other words, these people have jobs and are taxpayer and wartime supplements.
If they are in a city, they should be called citizens.
Now, these civilians are still surprised by Kant's arrival in the north, and they are curiously looking at the Sarande riders and desert robbers on their steeds.
At the same time, I am envious of the clean and tidy clothes on their bodies.
But there are also sharp-eyed people.
Looking carefully, when they found the five Sarande riders riding their horses, under the linen robes blown by the wind, the Sarande chain armor tightly bound with iron rings and armor pieces, all of them were widened. Eye.
No matter who they are, anyone who can wear iron armor is a brave warrior.
They actually guessed right.
As a level 4 unit, Salander cavalry is considered the backbone of the game in the late game.
As for the top level 5 troops like the Mamluks, they are only used as elites because of their scarcity, and they are carefully put into the battlefield. They can only be used as consumables in decisive battles.
Therefore, the Sarande rider is completely capable of being alone.
But among the enviously watching crowd, there were a few skinny figures hiding in the shadows in the corner.
Seeing Kant riding his horse towards Baron Dylan's mansion, his face was a little dignified.
Obviously they all know each other.
They looked at each other, nodded slightly, put on their hoods and left.
On both sides of this street are wooden houses inhabited by civilians.
These hooded figures are not eye-catching, because North County is very windy and sandy, so it is very convenient to wear hoods.
Seven rounds and eight rounds.
They came to a hidden alley somewhere.
Turning his head to see that there was no one around, he got into a certain wooden house in the alley, found the basement and filed in.
The expected cramped storage basement did not appear.
It was a passage that went down obliquely. As the stairs went deep into the ground about 5 meters, another wooden door appeared, which was pushed open by the leader. With the light of the candle, there was a cave inside.
About 50 square meters of space, a basement propped up with logs.
There is also a portal next to it, which seems to lead to other places.
It's just that in the middle, a man also wearing a hood was sitting on a chair, writing something very quickly with a quill pen, but he still noticed them coming back and asked, "What happened?"
"grown ups."
The leader took a step forward, bowed his head respectfully, and said at the same time, "Baron Kant, here we come."
The quill paused slightly.
A drop of ink was left on the slightly yellowed straw paper.
"What?" The man raised his head, he was middle-aged, but his eyes were extremely sharp.
"Baron Kant is here to meet Baron Dylan. At dusk, he is heading to the mansion under the leadership of the steward. There are 16 people accompanying him. According to his observation, there is 1 servant, 5 in iron armor and 10 Cavalry in leather armor."
This person reported quickly, simple, crisp, and clear.
"Heh, he didn't die in the desert."
The person sitting on the chair nodded, and the quill pen that was originally writing at extreme speed was also placed beside him.
He lowered his head slightly, and the hood concealed his entire face in the darkness, only the voice came out: "I see, you guys continue to follow Baron Kant, and if you have any situation, remember to report it in time."
"This subordinate understands." These skinny figures nodded.
"Go down." He waved.
The room suddenly became empty again with the people who left.
The door slams.
The candlelight flickered slightly with the wind.
The light in the room also flickered.
"Interesting." A low whisper came out of this mouth.
He raised his head slightly, his eyes flickered with the candlelight, but his tone was playful: "After the death of Princess Sofia 16 years ago, how much of the power that the Silver Plate Kingdom infiltrated is left?"
If there are nobles with higher ranks here, he will easily recall a lot based on this passage.
Princess Sophia.
The eldest princess from the Silver Plate Kingdom.
Canonized by the Yinpan Kingdom, a court duke with royal blood.
Cameron's second legal wife.
as well as.
Baron Kant, his mother who died of illness early.
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