Pendor Empire In Other Worlds

Some things are done too much, it is easy to flow to the surface and forget the deepest purpose.

It's like setting up a small stall to do early. The initial idea is just to have a job and make money to support the family.

But after waking up in the morning and greedy the dark day after day, the only thing left to focus on early is to make money.

Therefore, in order to make money, you can choose to reduce the weight earlier, you can use inferior materials, and you can reduce the production process.

Of course, there will also be the option of trying to improve one's own craftsmanship, in exchange for improving quality.

But as long as it is a life, it instinctively tends to reduce its own energy loss.

In other words, "lazy" is the nature of life.

Therefore, there are only a few who are willing to pay more to get more returns.

The same goes for being a nobleman.

In the beginning, it was only to stabilize his rule that he declared his noble blood.

After speaking too much, it seems that he is really of noble blood, and he should be born to enjoy a better life than ordinary people, and he has the right to life and death in one word.

Therefore, I forgot my responsibilities, so I intensified to ask for resources from the leader, so I can deal with the things I encounter at will by my own likes, dislikes, joys and anger.

But forgot that the aristocracy can be the ruling class, not by blood, but by real power.

It's like being able to run a shop earlier, not relying on an endless stream of business, but on its own outstanding competitive advantage.

Because of the competitive advantage, there can be an endless stream of business.

Because of the power, we can talk about the noble lineage.

But things like power always fluctuate constantly.

The nobility of the Principality of Irland never cared about the life and death of the leader. Probably in their eyes, one of these components of their power is not something particularly precious.

After all, it is different from the scarce population resources of the Principality of Perth. Airland, which has close ties with the mainland countries, is not too difficult to replenish the population.

The demise of a small country is enough to feed many neighboring countries.

‘It’s okay to be all dead, just to buy a batch of obedient slaves. Eat less and work hard. ’

The nobles of Irland not only thought this way, they always did it.

But no one thought about whether they could still spend money to buy new slaves after the newly bought slaves died again.

As well as slaves and civilians, which is the issue of national power.

A country with a heritage of more than three hundred years, and without war for a long time, has a population that is less than half the size of Perth, which is smaller than him.

Isn't it a ridiculous thing?

Even with the effects of drought from time to time, Irland is backed by the Rainbow Mountains, and there are several rivers formed by snow melt in the territory.

If it is properly managed, it will not cause such a large-scale drought due to the decrease in rainfall.

Javiertai, who hadn't waited for Lothar to respond, turned his head slightly, saw the sneer on his side face, and squirmed the corners of his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, there was no sound of a word. The swollen left hand lowered the curtain, as if to rest.

The two teams in the same group suddenly calmed down, returning to the state they had in the beginning. It's just that the tension between each other is missing.

After that, only each walked silently.

But the road at night is always a little difficult to walk, and by four o'clock in the morning, it is only less than forty miles from Midloft.

"Master Lothar, there is a situation."

While marching in silence, the sentry close to the edge of the investigating map suddenly sent such a signal to the rear of the team.

Lothar turned around and took a look at the road, and found that a series of firelight appeared two or three miles away, and it was approaching at a faster speed.

Because Airland was more than half an hour in the morning than Perth's time, it was already almost the dawn of the stars and the moon.

The starlight gradually dimmed, but it made the light of the torch shine further away.

In other words, when Lothar found the opponent, the opponent should also see their position.

"Get in touch and see what the other party is coming from."

After thinking about it, Lothar sent back such an order.

Soon, the guard who served as the sentry disappeared on the investigation map. It reappeared almost ten minutes later.

"Fifty cavalry in iron armor, with bad intentions, were attacked without revealing their identity."

The brief report revealed the sentinel's nervous mood.

‘Fifty elite cavalry, only Midloft can send out. ’

‘Strange, is the identity exposed or is it ready to kill? ’

‘No, even if your identity is revealed in the middle of the night, you don’t send out chasing troops so quickly. That’s killing people? ’

While guessing the other party's intentions, Lothar worked out a course of action for the sentry, guiding him to quickly get rid of the pursuit.

This is not difficult, it is just a person, relying on the convenience of the system map, extinguishing the fire to get rid of the sentry from the enemy's line of sight, easily get rid of the pursuit.

After thinking about it, Lothar drove up to Javiertai's carriage and said loudly.

"Your Excellency Aguru, this journey with you is very enjoyable. I have something else to do right now, so I'm here to say goodbye to you. I hope to see you again in the future."

After waiting for a while, seeing no response from the carriage, Lothar turned and returned to his team.

Then, he ordered the troops to extinguish the torch, speeded up and drove a certain distance forward, and turned on another branch road.

It hasn't rained for a long time in Irland, and the road is full of loess that was crushed by pedestrians~www.wuxiaspot.com~Without the guidance of the firelight, it is basically impossible for the chaser to find Lothar's trail.

On the other side, when Lothar and others left, he thought Javiertai, who was still resting, opened the curtain again.

"My lord, what shall we do next?"

Seeing Lothar and the others disappeared from the field of vision, the firelight behind them gathered again and approached here, and a guard approached the car and asked.

"Well," Javiertai pondered. "The situation is not clear right now, but we might have to plan for the worst.

Hmm... just separate here. "

His sunken eyes swept over the three entourages one by one, "Next, you will have to work hard."

"Whether your lord says anything, we are already prepared."

Another guard led the spare steed to the cowl.

Then, the thin chauffeur stopped the carriage, assisted the two guards to help Javier Tai on the steed, and then rode on himself.

"Remember, no matter what the next situation is, don't stay in this land for a long time, and you must leave this country as soon as possible.

If possible, it is best to leave the secret continent directly. "

Before the taciturn coachman drove the horse, Haveltai turned his head and exhorted him.

"My lord, don't worry, we are already prepared."

The two guards looked at each other and repeated their previous answer.

Javiertai wanted to say something more, but the coachman no longer gave him a chance. Shaking the horse whip fiercely, the two rode away into the darkness.

The two guards looked at each other again. After sorting out his emotions, as if nothing had happened, he drove the carriage in the other direction.