The next day.

In the city, before dawn, the cheering trumpet has already started.

Probably because yesterday was too busy, businessmen who were going to leave today had to get up an hour or two earlier than usual to finish the work that was not done yesterday. Strive to load your car before dawn and leave the city for your next destination.

Of course, some merchants who had finished loading their cars left the city reluctantly in the sound of saying goodbye to a group of people.

To be honest, if they could, they would like to stay in the city and see the game a month later.

However, they can’t.

For these merchants who rely on reselling goods for profit, time is the most precious thing in the world. Mo said that it was a month, and they couldn’t afford to delay even one day.

All they can say is to plan their trip as much as possible, hoping that a month later, they will pass by the city “by chance” and witness the victory of the chosen warriors.

Of course, they didn’t do nothing before leaving.

In fact, most caravans left a little “heart” for the chosen warriors after they left—food, clothing, or other necessities.

All had strong expectations for their victory. I hope that in the near future, I will be able to worship in the church built by the Saxons themselves!

For this reason, these merchants have even scraped together the materials for building the church, and now they are placed under the double dragon sculpture, waiting for the Saxons to come and get it!

From this aspect alone, these usually stingy businessmen who want to die are particularly generous!

“Ah, His Highness Morgan, early!”

On the street, the people who were working saw the woman who surrounded the city, and they put down their work and greeted the honorable Princess Camelot with respect and enthusiasm.

I don’t know who released the news, but now, everyone knows that the woman who guarded the city was the eldest daughter of the Red Dragon King back then, and now the sister of the Knight King.

It should be said that the dragon father has no snake daughter?

The two daughters turned out to be so good.

And again, on the other hand.

In the face of the warm greetings of these city residents, Morgan, who originally came out to brush the sense of existence, responded to these greetings one by one with an equally enthusiastic, but noble and reserved attitude.

“Well, early, you guys come on.”

As the manager of this city, she is of course very happy to see that these little leeks are also so vigorous and trying to grow today.

Grow, grow, when the time comes, you can harvest the first wave of leeks!

Morgan thought so, in this already nascent city, there is a smell of the king of beasts inspecting his territory every day.

Only, at the end –

When Morgan came to an obvious corner, he suddenly turned around and got into a newly erected room with no superfluous decorations.

This is her house.

Yes, everyone in the city can own their own house in the city – and Morgan is no exception.

However, few people know that the owner of this house is Morgan.

To be precise, only two people in the city know where the house really belongs.

One is An Xiu, who is Morgan’s master and has the power to know some of her secrets.

And the other one –

“I thought you didn’t dare to come.”

Morgan raised his head and looked at the shivering Shilena who was standing in the room, like a little rabbit driven to death, and subconsciously showed a cruel smile:

“So, have you already figured out how you will die?”

……

“As a fighting maid, your first task is to strangle all dangers in the cradle.”

In other words, when danger occurs, it’s enough to prove your dereliction of duty — even if you can easily address it.”

This is a sentence that is highlighted and highlighted in the “Handmaid’s Self-Cultivation and Combat Maid”, which is placed in the first line and highlighted and marked.

“The criterion for evaluating whether a combat maid is excellent or not is by no means how many enemies she has defeated, but that she has made her master never encounter any danger in her life.”

And for this, Morgan is also extremely agreeable.

“The young master has a kind heart and can accommodate you. In this regard, even if I have an opinion, it is not good to interfere with his decision. ”

“But… They can live, but you must die! ”

Morgan raised his head and looked at Helena coldly, and a pair of blue eyes showed a more dangerous light than Medusa’s magic eye.

Morgan can swear that her current approach is absolutely unselfish.

She was just doing it out of fairness.

“The city doesn’t need a second master… And you, as the leader of the Saxons, are destined to become the backbone of those people. ”

“For this city, your existence is not a good thing.”

There are no two days in the world, and there are no two kings in the country.

Even if Anshou didn’t mind, Morgan wouldn’t want to see a leader in the city who could match him in terms of prestige.

This is a matter of principle!

Of course, if you want to solve this problem, there are actually many means, and it is not necessary to kill Helena.

But, at the same time, it is undeniable that this is indeed the simplest and most effective method.

As soon as a person dies, the rest of the things can naturally be a hundred, and there is nothing to worry about.

“It’s a pity for your face.”

Morgan, who was close to Helena, put a finger on Shilena’s face and scratched it on the collagen-filled face, as if admiring a beautiful work of art –

“So, do you have any wishes before you die?”

“For your sake, as long as it is a reasonable wish, I will help you realize it.”

Probably for the sake of that pretty face.

This time, Morgan is rare to be kind. _

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