Bright Era

Five days after the rescue operation of Enzo, he wore a neat muslin cloth with a wide belt made of low-grade beast leather around his waist. He wore a lightweight foil commonly used by nobles and a wide eaves. Enzo, with a black swan hair inserted in his hat, walked out of a mid-level hotel in Berriley with a strong step.

He has lived here for two days and three nights, and the people in the hotel have already known this from the eastern province of the Gaul Empire, the Ilt province, in a small city, a distant relative of a ruined noble family. Master Ente Marte.

In accordance with the mentality of the citizens of Berriley that feels good about themselves, Enzo nowadays is a typical hillbilly, relying on a relative of a nobleman, who wants to find a way to the imperial capital in order to achieve success.

But no matter the hotel owner or the waiter, they are not optimistic about Enzo's future.

I don’t know how many people are born and raised by Berriley’s ruined nobles. They emptied their brains and wanted to climb up, but they couldn’t find the way to go up. Could he find such a hillbilly from a remote province in the east? Is Lu Zi mixed from a background?

In the past two days, Enzo has heard a lot of rumors, but he doesn't care about it at all.

In the report of the Imperial Army, he was already an imperial warrior who led his soldiers to fight bravely but died unfortunately. He has no children, no father and no mother, and even saved a lot of pensions. He has become one of the many unfortunate members of the Imperial Military Archives. Someone will think of him again.

In Arthur's hands, even if Enzo was promoted to the power of heaven, no one dared to reuse him.

But now it's different, free from Arthur's shadow, Enzo's future looks bright.

After walking quickly across two streets, Enzo came to a small restaurant next to the garden in the middle of the street. He has been dining in this small restaurant these days, which Lin Qi confessed to let Enzo come here to wait.

A few days ago, this small restaurant with extremely low business didn’t have many people waiting, but today is different. Enzo just walked into the restaurant’s door and saw sitting in the corner of the small restaurant, wearing a black robe with a scalp. The beautiful girl who has slipped away.

A beautiful young girl with a small smile, sitting in the corner sipping a glass of fresh juice. But as soon as Enzo saw her, he felt chills all over his body, a cold air came out of his internal organs, and his body trembled violently.

Xie Qian squinted at Enzo, and carefully looked at Enzo's young and resolute face. She was sure that this was the person Lin Qi had passed to her through the magic scroll and asked her to help arrange it. With a weird smile on his face, Xie Qian beckoned Enzo: "Lovely boy, come and sit with me."

Remembering Lin Qi's instructions, Enzo took a deep breath, strode to the opposite side of Xie Qian and sat down.

Xie Qian looked at Enzo with a smile, her white and smooth little hand slowly touched Enzo's palm, she said softly: "What a handsome and burly young man, vigorous, young and promising, I am really good. I want to see the sight of your head being chopped off and blood flowing all over the ground!"

Enzo jumped up like a ghost, holding his palm on the hilt of the sword subconsciously.

Xie Zhen pursed his mouth and sighed softly: "Oh, don't be afraid, you are the person of that terrible master, how can I dare not attack you. I dare not even use the Dark Prayer to make you die ... Okay, okay, serious!"

He took out a few official documents from his sleeves, and Xie Qian put them on the table.

"This is a notarial certificate produced by the House of Arms of the Nobles in the Province of Ilt, proving that you inherit the title of the Malt family. At the same time, there is an autograph letter from the contemporary home of the Malt family. You are his distant nephew, because he is kneeling. There is only one married daughter, so he will be handed over to you, and I hope you can extend the glory of the Mart family."

"In addition, here are the certificates of several other people. They prove that you have been practicing hard swordsmanship since childhood, and that you have cultivated vindictiveness since childhood, so... Now thirty-five years old, you have the strength of heaven. , You can show allegiance to the empire grandiosely, and at the same time ask for the empire’s knighthood award. A thirty-five-year-old throne, an earl title without a fief, is easy to get."

"Look, I have put a lot of effort in these five days. Here are the information of your enlightened swordsmanship teacher, the information of your advanced swordsmanship teacher, the information of your combat skill instructor's family, and even your childhood sweetheart. The data of lovers who died unexpectedly."

"Write down all these documents, hold these official documents, and you can go to the Security Department."

Xie Qian looked at the stunned Enzo tenderly: "Lovely boy, hehe, are you interested in playing with me? Such a strong boy, I haven't touched it in years! You are that terrible master's. Brother? Well, I am very interested in sleeping with you!"

Enzo looked at the evil spirits in a panic, stammering and asked: "You, you, you this year..."

Xie Qian squeezed his finger to calculate for a while, and then nodded seriously: "Eighteen years old... Well, of course, deducting the previous one thousand fraction, I'm just eighteen years old!"

Enzo almost squirted out a mouthful of blood, a one thousand and eighteen year old lady? Even if her face is the appearance of a sixteen-year-old girl, Enzo has no appetite! Of course, Arda's kind of bastard, and Yu Lian's kind of **** don't care about these, but Enzo definitely values ​​certain things.

Grabbing the official documents and materials on the table, Enzo bowed to Xie Qian, and then fled out embarrassedly like a ghost.

Xie Qian helplessly spread his hands out: "What a timid, pure, and lovely boy, aha, I thought I could be very happy tonight, but I was scared away! Okay, okay, anyway. I have other goals in my hands, very interesting goals, right?"

After a weird smile, Xie Qian glanced at the restaurant owner who was standing behind the counter like a zombie, her figure slowly disappearing in the air.

When Xie Xian left, the restaurant owner suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The cold sweat on his forehead ran down like rain. He muttered in a low voice, "Great Pope Altut, please don’t let Such a terrible woman has appeared on our site! It's so scary!"

As his legs softened, the restaurant owner spewed out a hot stream from his lower body, and the smell of urine immediately diffused in the restaurant.

Enzo grabbed the documents and documents and walked out of the restaurant. He ran far to another garden in the middle of the street. After he memorized all the materials sent by Xie Qian, he moved the parchment to the middle of the street according to the statement on the parchment. Once thrown in the fountain in the garden, these parchments quickly dissolved, disappearing without a trace as if they had never existed.

Holding the other official documents and certification materials, Enzo raised his head and strode towards the Berrily Garrison.

In the northwest corner of the Victory Palace, in front of a square gray-brown building surrounded by greenery, Enzo explained his intentions to the sentinel standing outside: "I am the Malt family in Malt City, Illte Province. Ente Malt, I beg to see Major General South."

Just when Enzo begged to see him, Bea was pushing open the office door of Major General Soth, Deputy Chief of the Security Department, with a gloomy face.

"Soth, give me an explanation. I told you seven days ago that I want the position of dragoon captain."

"But now someone tells me that a country boy, a remote relative who has settled down, is actually in your favor?"

"I need an explanation. Although I am now the Minister of Public Security in the Imperial Capital, I am responsible to the Imperial Council. But I am still the chief officer of the Garrison. I control all the affairs of the Garrison. Why does this happen?"

With a short stature and a bare head, Major General Soth, with only a thin piece of hair remaining on the back of his head, is a typical imperial civil official.

It was only because he assumed the post of deputy chief of the Garrison Department and was responsible for the daily administrative work of the Garrison Department of the Imperial Capital, so he was temporarily awarded the rank of Major General of the Empire. From the standpoint of military rank alone, Major General Soth and Beya have exactly the same rank, but from the perspective of real power and background, Major General Soth has completely fallen behind.

With a dry cough, Major Soth stood up behind the large desk, and then cautiously approached Bea's side.

"Dear Sir... A small chamber of commerce in Iltmalte, for this guy named Ente Marte, two days ago, this small chamber of commerce sent two hundred thousand gold coins. Moreover, this Ente • Mart, although he is a downhill through and through, he has the strength of heaven."

Blinking his eyes desperately, Soth whispered: "You know, once the heavenly warrior reports to the empire, as long as he is of the right age, he will immediately be awarded the title of earl. Of course, it's just a virtual title, no fief, but ... Two hundred thousand gold coins is not a small amount."

Bea frowned, he hesitated for a while, and then shook his head: "No, the ready-made captain position must be reserved for me, because I have promised someone else. But since he can send two hundred thousand gold coins. , And have the strength of heaven!"

After pondering for a moment, Beya laughed: "The Victory Palace intends to expand the army establishment near the imperial capital. As the core force to defend the imperial capital, the Garrison must of course be expanded. I will apply for a new establishment of 30,000 dragoons, you Among the newly compiled 30,000 people, just give him a position of captain."

Major General Soth bowed respectfully to Bea, Bea nodded proudly, glanced through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, and glanced at Enzo, who was walking through the front courtyard of the Security Office building with his head high, and shook his head disapprovingly. .

"Sure enough, I'm a hillbilly, give him a preparation, give him a little money, let him toss about it!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets, you The support is my biggest motivation.)

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