A strange world

Chapter 1009 Section 240. They are not

King's Tour...

It can be seen that Liberty City has brought too much pressure to the palace, so the king has to use this method to boost morale.

Could they take the opportunity to do something? Such as assassination...

Annan shook his head. Not only cannot it be done, but the Blade of Freedom must be kept silent for a period of time.

Let’s not talk about whether the Free Blade has this ability. Carrying out an assassination might make the swingers turn to the kingdom, making those on Annan’s side unhappy.

Annan hasn't gotten the patrol route yet, but it should pass through the outer city - the city guards have received orders to clean the streets before the patrol.

I don't know how long it will take to clean up the three dirty streets with a hundred city guards. Annan directly hired local people to clean streets and walls. Most other jurisdictions did the same, but they did not pay wages or food.

The three streets were visibly busy, and the frozen dirty ice in the alleys and on both sides of the gutters was shoveled away and loaded onto trucks for transportation.

Annan was not spared the invisible ones, such as public toilets.

Besides the Kingdom of Rekaner, what else makes you sick but you have to hold your nose and bear it?

The answer is a winter toilet.

Although the original "Montreal Mountain Incident" was extreme, it also showed to some extent how bad the toilets in the north are in winter.

Because of the severe cold, excrement often freezes before long, leaving people who pick up excrement at a loss. Then the feces in the pit will rise like a column until it sticks out of the pit.

A more industrious street would use a pickaxe to knock down the frozen icicles of excrement at this point, but they simply collapse rather than disappear. As time goes by, the manure pit will pile up higher and higher until it can no longer hold...

It was unnecessary for Annan to do this. After all, Crowe wouldn't lift up his pants to go to the bathroom on a whim. Sooner or later the people here will go to Middle-earth due to the fall of the new royal capital, but at least the locals can live more comfortably.

The result is that, relying on the prestige established by Annan, the upper, middle and lower streets have taken on a new look.

The dirty urine stains and garbage in the alley were cleaned up, and the filth on the walls was wiped off, revealing the original color of bricks and wood. When the locals saw how clean Holt Street was, they almost forgot that it had been built less than a year ago.

It's time to get paid. One resident wanted to flatter Annan and shouted: "We clean the streets for ourselves, and we should not let Mr. Olme pay for it!"

The civilians lined up were silent in embarrassment, not knowing whether they should continue to stand here.

Annan, who was chatting quietly with Maria next to him, came over, grabbed a handful of copper coins and gave them to the residents in front of the team. He stared at the booing guy and said, "You don't want wages? That's fine, but don't kidnap others to get what they deserve." remuneration."

The hecklers hid in the crowd in shame. Annan shook his head and told them to continue handing out money and return to Maria.

He felt someone was looking at him, followed his gaze and saw the woman's daughter. She was photographed in the queue and quickly turned her head away after being discovered.

Annan didn't pay attention and continued to talk to Maria about the previous topic: reminding the Blades of Liberty who followed him to Holt Street not to assassinate the king regardless of life or death.

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"This is our chance!" shouted a member of the Free Blade.

Dirk said nothing.

He continued to say impassionedly: "Clo is the culprit of everything. He betrayed the people, betrayed the country, and colluded with the rat people. As long as we kill him, no one will dare to bully us anymore, and everyone will remember us!"

Dirk still said nothing

Others were so excited that they couldn't wait for the day of the King's visit to come soon.

"Naive, stupid, naive stupid."

The sarcastic girl suddenly turned into a basin of ice water and poured it on everyone's heads.

Dirk was about to touch the weapon when he remembered that it was the woman who gave them a large sum of money and called herself the Rat Man.

Others also kept their mouths shut. Even if they join the Freedom Blade, they still have a sense of awe for rich people who spend a lot of money - and she might be a big shot in the Freedom Blade.

Maria, who appeared at the door of the living room, leaned against the door frame, revealing her venomous tongue that had never been revealed in front of Annan: "To say that you are naive is because you actually think that Crowe is dead and everything is over... I am stepping on your heads and acting arrogant. Is it Crow who is lying on your body sucking blood? "

They were silent.

"I say you are stupid because you, a group of commoners, actually want to assassinate the king..."

Someone was unconvinced and said: "A legendary mage can be stabbed to death by a farmer with a manure fork!"

"Do you think you have better luck than that farmer?"

The man stopped talking.

Maria said unceremoniously: "The money I give you is to allow you to develop members and strengthen the Freedom Blade with peace of mind, not to let you daydream."

"They were just talking casually." Dirk finally spoke up.

"It better be this way."

Dirk probed: "Have you been staring at us?"

"Just dropping by."

Maria let them guess, stood up, and retreated into the shadows behind the door.

After a long time, a member walked to the door and poked his head around.

"She left."

"Don't talk about the assassination anymore," Dirk said. "She can kill us twice if she appears around us twice. The guards around the king will only be more powerful."

After hearing these words, Maria, who was hiding in the dark, left completely.

She thought they would be stable for a while, but she didn't expect that two days later, these guys would be delivered to her: Sheafield claimed to have captured the Blade of Freedom.

Annan came to the room where Sheafield imprisoned Maria, exchanged glances with the surprised Maria, and confirmed that this was the group of Free Blades that ran to Hot Street.

After a short silence, Anan stared at the leader Dirk and asked: "Is he a Free Blade?"

"Yes, Master Olme, I watched them all day and confirmed that they were developing members." Sheafield was proud as if he was cocking his tail.

Annan looked at Dirk for a long time, shook his head and said: "He is not."

"He is!"

"I am!"

"You are not."

Duke, who was gritting his teeth to admit it, was stunned.

"The real Free Blade has a firm heart and a strong will. Torture can't pry open their teeth, and humiliation can't make them kneel down. You said they admitted it and knelt in front of us? How is this possible?"

"No, isn't it?"

Say that Sheafield also thinks they are not, but this group of Free Blades lowered their heads in shame.

"No, they are at most potential Free Blades." Annan asked his men to untie them. "But how could I, a great officer of the city guards of Orme, do such a thing as killing innocent people and taking credit for it?"

"I'm worried that you might have alerted the enemy and scared away the real Free Blade."

"I'm sorry, Lord Orme..." Sheafield hurriedly asked his men to act in order to take credit.

"It's okay, but don't act rashly again." Annan raised his head, pointed at his eyes and said to Dirk and the others, "Don't cross the line again, I'm watching you."

Derke left with his men in thought.