The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

Japanese-style hot spring hotels are very popular with nobles in this world, and many people like ancient Roman-style baths.

Especially those wealthy businessmen and adventurers who prefer to socialize in ancient Roman baths in winter.

This kind of bathing area is generally the size of a football field. The middle is a public hot water hall, a warm water hall and a cold water hall. The first floor on both sides is a massage room, a steam room and a rest room, and the second floor is an independent bath.

There are unspoken rules prohibiting quarrels and fights in the bathroom, so many people choose to coordinate and resolve some conflicts between the two sides here.

In a private bathroom on the second floor, the young and happy maids are smearing salted olive oil for the people lying on the two soft and comfortable massage beds.

Locals believe that this combination of olive oil and salt can kill pathogenic bacteria on the skin, as well as effectively cleanse and maintain the skin.

Charles thinks this massage can make him more delicious.

After the massage, the maids washed Charles' body with warm water, and then helped him into the steaming hot tub.

Opposite the bath, Viscount Berardi from Messina said to Charles, "Your Excellency, are you satisfied with the girls from Messina?"

Charles leaned in the bathtub and said, "This is a delicious poison for me."

Viscount Berardi's mature and handsome face suddenly became embarrassed. The lack of half a wool in Messina last autumn caused heavy losses to the nobles including him.

After they figured out the reason, they actively launched public relations activities, but Charles, who could make a decision at that time, went to the prairie early.

That night, as soon as Charles's partner won the drinking contest, someone immediately sent the news back to Messina City through the Magic Communication Bureau. Various gifts came to Trapani on a dragon flight.

As the saying goes, peace makes money, and Charles continued: "I still have feelings for Messina, which has left me with a good memory. Linda also likes the flowers and bread you have there."

"Since it's not your intention to feed the wolves with me, then I won't embarrass you."

"I'll let someone contact you, the wool or something will arrive soon."

Viscount Berardi was so moved that he almost burst into tears. He thought he would be harassed by Charles in every possible way. For this reason, he even brought his son and daughter, and also cleaned up the separate bathrooms arranged on both sides of the next door. inside.

Charles paused and asked, "I heard that I used the magic released by the magic scroll to blow out a mineral vein that night?"

"That magic scroll was secretly given to me by Queen Victoria, but I accidentally took it by mistake. It was a big loss."

Berardi's expression suddenly changed, but he quickly returned to normal.

Only a few high-level officials knew that the Forbidden Spell that night blew out a ore vein, because after exploration, it was discovered that this was a magic crystal mine of strategic value, so the king came to eat the meat, and the local nobles in Messina could only Have some soup.

After finding out that the bait and the Forbidden Spell appeared at the same time when Charles was thrown, many people were surprised to find that the Forbidden Spell seemed to be created by Charles.

Charles said that the forbidden spell was cast by himself using a magic scroll, which made Berardi relieved. If Charles could cast that level of magic, the problem would be bigger.

As for Queen Victoria giving Charles a magic scroll or something, Berardi thinks it's normal. Who doesn't secretly stuff something in the bottom of the box for his child when he goes out to practice.

It's just that Charles's intention is to ask for financial compensation, which is a bit confusing.

Forbidden spell-level magic scrolls may not be particularly valuable in the eyes of the elf queen, but for nobles like Berardi, it will still be a big loss.

At this time, Charles said, "I'm not going to let you lose money if you're wronged and in debt. You just let that person go to mine and give me the money after she has dug enough mines to pay me."

"Thank you so much!" Berardi was so moved that he almost cried. He didn't expect Charles to talk so well, so he gently exposed the matter.

As for the culprit, someone's illegitimate daughter is here. It would be good to go mining. If Charles said he would let a dog kill her, the nobles of Messina would be happy to provide an excellent hunting dog.

At this time, Charles suddenly said, "Please help me with a message."

Berardi asked earnestly, "I wonder who the Count wants me to speak to?"

Charles narrowed his eyes and said, "Tell Allen that when the moon rises on August 15th this year, there will be a stone forest outside Qiqiu City, and I will wait for him there."

Berardi was stunned on the spot. He knew the hatred between Charles and the fourth prince, Ellen, but everyone has been deliberately downplaying it for so many years.

Now that Charles is so open to fight, this reminds Berardi of the hatred between the two of them.

Especially since Charles has just promised to provide wool to the Messina region, if there is something wrong with Charles in the battle of revenge...

Even after soaking in warm hot water, Berardi suddenly felt cold all over.

He was sent as a lobbyist, which shows that his brain is not stupid.

Charles has been able to deeply influence the economy of the Bischberg Kingdom by relying on the wool trade. The city of Messina suffered a wool embargo this time, and the tragic situation was regarded as a winter joke by the nobles in other parts of the country.

If Charles was killed by Allen in August, then half of the wool on the prairie would not enter the entire Bischberg kingdom.

At that time, the other four countries in the Northland—especially the Kingdom of Villingen and the Kingdom of Biberah, which are adjacent to the prairie—will naturally laugh and cramp while taking over the wool of the prairie to develop the textile industry.

On the other hand, when the McGarden family was just suffering, the city of Messina, a port city on a large river, faced the threat of blockade by the elf fleet, and Viscount Berardi still remembers this very well.

If Charles really died in the hands of Allen, then the neighbors in the north and their festive neighbors would be making money every day by taking over the wool industry, and the river to the south would be blocked. The second son of the ally of the Principality of Milan, Gennaro, is now hanging out with Charles...

Berardi didn't dare to think about it anymore. He began to think about whether to introduce his daughter to Gennaro tomorrow, so as to leave a way out for the family.

He calmed down after a while, and then said solemnly, "Your Excellency, I know what to do."

Charles smiled, then stood up from being surrounded by maids, dressed and left the bath.

After he walked out of the bathing place, he got into the side alley, and turned around several times in the intricate alley. After getting rid of the people he was following, he used the teleportation technique to arrive at the church of the Temple of Light in the city not far away.

"Deng deng deng..."

Charles knocked on the back door of the church, and someone opened the door immediately.

Charles followed an elderly monk to the dormitory area, and then got into a room.

"Mommy, I'm back."

No one could have imagined that Mother St. Angel would quietly come to Trapani to meet Charles.

St. Angel's Mammy looked at Charles with the same kind of eyes, and she asked, "Have you spoken out?"

Charles nodded.

Mammy St. Angel's nose moved, and then she asked Charles with a half-smile, "Aren't those girls beautiful?"

Charles pretended to be stupid and scratched his head.

Mammy St. Angel pointed to the chair next to him and let Charles sit down, and said, "I haven't finished talking to you just now. Now I can be sure that Allen came out of the labor camp in the Temple of Light ahead of schedule."

Charles suddenly realized, and said, "So you asked me to go out and make an appointment with him just now?"

St. Angela nodded and said, "Many nobles will send their children who make mistakes to the labor camp for education, and it is common for people to come out ahead of time."

"Antoine was Allen's father anyway, so he naturally wanted his son to survive this disaster, so he let Allen out a few days ago."

"After Alan came out, he took the scabbard of the Flaming Sword and went to the south. He might go to the lava **** to find the Flaming Sword."

"That's the site of the Shrine of Flames. Mommy can't help you."

Charles leaned over and held Mammy St. Angel's hands, and said gratefully, "Mammy...Thank you so much."

"But don't worry, even if he can get the Flame Sword, I'll be fine."

Aunt Saint Angel reached out and touched Charles' head gently, and said, "Although you have more artifacts, don't underestimate the enemy."

Then she took out a lot of things and stuffed them into Charles' hands, and said at the same time: "You wear this shirt and trousers that day, these shoes and masks will automatically adjust the size, don't worry, these are the ones I'm wearing. It's all washed."

Charles looked in amazement at the shirt and shoes that exuded the power of light in his hands, and was speechless for a while.

Mammy St. Angel continued to stuff things for Charles, "This necklace is for women, but no one sees it wearing it."

"You also wear this belt, the same as the one you gave Mira."

"This earring... you should still wear it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Actually, it can also be hung on a mask."

After a while, Mammy St. Angel stuffed a bunch of holy artifact-level equipment into Charles' hands.

Charles looked at Mammy in shock, opened his mouth a few times, but was speechless.

Mammy Saint Angel said with a smile, "I took these things off my brother and the others. They were given to us when the God of Light came that year, and so was the mask."

"Remember to return it to them when you're done, but it doesn't matter if you don't remember."

"I told them that I treat you as my own son."

"I'm getting old. Maybe one day I'll leave when I'm full and go to bed. If you have trouble in the future, you can take these and ask them for help."

"Mommy..."

Charles' eyes were wet. He didn't expect that Aunt St. Angel would do this for himself. It would be a great honor to be able to take the equipment bestowed by the priesthood from the Pope, Cardinal, and Knight of Light in the Temple of Light.

Mammy St. Angel patted Charles on the head and said, "Silly boy, what tears are you shed."

"You still have a long way to go, you have to go on well."

Charles stood up holding the equipment, bowed deeply towards Mammy St. Angel, and said, "I will, Mammy."

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