Knight of the Light

For the poor, 1,500 gold coins are huge sums that are hard to earn in ten lifetimes. But for wizards, this is really not much.

Powell and Johnson only sold more than 20 bottles of magic potions. The store comes with a wooden suitcase with a suitable groove in it, which is cushioned with sheepskin, and the glass bottle is plugged and compacted as much as possible to ensure that it is not damaged by knocking.

The entire transaction took a whole morning to check, and Powell and Johnson both trembled when they came out. As long as they return the freight in this box, they earn at least three thousand gold coins.

"How come the magic materials of this cold wind city are so cheap?"

Walking out of the store, Johnson felt incredible. He is an illusionist and uses expensive materials to cast spells. As long as the comparison is made, it is known that this profit is amazing.

"Don't worry about that much, we'll go back today and get back to Banshee Castle as fast as four or five days. Earn the money first." Powell is even more eager to make money.

The horse-drawn carriage from Hanfengcheng to Nongwu Town runs every morning and evening. At this noon, I can't walk. The two first bought a ticket and then deposited the suitcase containing the medicine in the material store. They decided to have a meal and stroll around the cold wind city.

"Victor Hugo has indeed expended a lot of effort on this city." Powell walked in the central market square, facing the dazzling array of commodities with emotion.

"The city wasn't as clean as before, and the hawkers who set up stalls always dodge. The smell of feces is always floating on the streets. Not only are people drowning everywhere, but also animals pulling carts are everywhere."

A carriage passed by the square, pulling in boxes of goods. It is such a simple measure to forcibly hang the horse dung bag on the horse's buttocks and save a lot of hidden dangers.

As for people, there are toilets in the four corners of the square, and the patrolling urban management walks back and forth to ensure hygiene and order.

Powell has passed through the square in the city center countless times, this is the face of the long-legged family. After all, there must always be a place in the city that can be used to welcome foreign guests and hold festive ceremonies.

Even in such a place, garbage and sewage are also accumulated in the corner. Every time a big person wants to come, the inspection office will temporarily send someone to fill in some fine sand to make the scene more beautiful. Usually it doesn't matter at all.

Now the square has been re-paved with floor tiles, the garbage in the corners has been cleared, the narrow pavement has been widened to two-way two-lane, the area of ​​the square has expanded fourfold, and the space feels instantly open.

The surrounding buildings have been cleared, and new houses built urgently generally cover three floors. The building materials are temporarily made of wood. If you have money to change stones in the future, use ‘fossils to make mud’ to cover more than five layers.

"This is indeed more impressive than in the past." Powell admitted this reluctantly. All buildings are very new, the new regime has a new atmosphere, and incidentally solved many employment problems.

There are several newly opened restaurants near the square, offering some simple food. Powell saw many familiar faces, all of which were the family cooks of the nobles in the past, and now they are served by ordinary people.

"Are you going to try it?" Powell proposed.

Johnson shook his head. "I'm still going to see the Wizard's Tower. It should be able to provide fine food. Sitting with vulgar coolies and small merchants will make me feel uncomfortable."

The two had their own plans, so they temporarily separated and agreed to return to the square before the departure in the afternoon. Powell walked into the restaurant near the square. The cook knew him and came out to say hello.

"Powell, are you still alive?" The cook was originally a long-legged man. It was a surprise to see the agent coming. "I thought you were dead somewhere."

Powell sat down in the restaurant and shook his head bitterly. "I did almost die several times."

Agents and cooks were not familiar in the past, but now things are right and wrong, and the only similar experience in the past has drawn into the relationship between the two parties.

"Is it true that the newspaper in the city said that Phils. Long Legs died in Banshee Castle?"

"Yes, the death was terrible, and I took him back."

"So there is no longer a long-legged family?"

"No, half a year ago. The Butch family swallowed the remnants of the long-legged family."

"It's the same with us. Old Bank gave in to Lord Hugo, and no one dared to resist. It was really unexpected, and in a year and a half, the long-legged family that had occupied Cold Wind City for decades was gone.

Last year I also thought about how to introduce my two sons to Phils. Long Legs, so that they could one day take over my job. I didn't expect Phils to die before me. "

"It's all the same. Last year, I also thought about how unlucky the long-legged family is. I can always get back with the support of Banshee. The result...

The cook is also a vassal of the nobility, a vested interest in the past. Without the aristocracy, he was somewhat lost. But Powell asked if he still missed the past, he shook his head...

"No one missed the past, and all the people who were missed were cleared." The cook shook his head. "It's not surprising that the long-legged family lost. Your Hugo is too strong.

You see how much the city has changed. What the long-legged family has not been able to do in the past few decades. It took only one year for Lord Hugo to rule the cold wind city. "

The cook's expression is indescribable.

"Slave can walk around the street generously, tenants don’t need to pay heavy taxes, women can show up generously, and rogue bullies in the city are all cleaned up. The inspectorate will no longer catch people casually, but help the territory. Residents.

Even if I open a restaurant, it's very simple. I don't need to worry about someone suddenly closing my door. More than a hundred and two hundred thousand people inside and outside the city are now enthusiastically worshipping the Lord, his words are more effective than gods.

Lord Hugo kept promoting and promoting his New Deal. He said that women can only get married when they are eighteen years old. It was useless to order by Phils. Long legs, it would only cause jokes.

But there are special lecturers in the city, going to the streets, to the market, and to the villages and towns every day to talk about the benefits of women getting married and having children later.

At the beginning, everyone resisted. But for half a year, everyone also recognized the will of the lord. Many of the friends I know who had been planning to marry their daughters this year were all postponed.

Blatant disobedience is really punished.

You don't understand how terrible this is. The lord said that he would build the road, so he repaired it. Said to update the urban area, so updated. He said he wanted to reclaim farmland, so he reclaimed it. He said he wanted to dig a ditch, so he dug.

What the leader does is achieved. He even took care of the kobolds, and gave him high salaries, and no one was allowed to bully. Everyone is actually very worried about the appearance of the city.

But so far, everything is fine. "

The cook was helpless. He lost the power to rely on the long-legged home fox and fake tiger power, but his life was indeed better. At best, the low-lying class and even the aliens were on an equal footing with him, which made it difficult for him to adapt.

Revolution, revolution, this is the real revolution!

Powell's brain was buzzing for a moment. This is the general trend, you can't resist if you want to resist. He didn't know what else to ask. At most, he said, "Is the food enough now?"

The chef nodded and smiled bitterly: "In the past, people died from freezing to starvation every winter. It is rare to see this year. Refugees from other places can have hot porridge and live in a warm room.

If you come again next year, the city will definitely be different. So I said that the long-legged family was not wrong, and no one was your opponent Hugo Hugo. He is too strong. "

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