Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

Hearing from Thomas's mouth that the lord did not distrust him, but had a deeper meaning, Sig felt happy and immediately asked why.

"Actually, I shouldn't tell you out of bounds, but you can't understand it with your brain."

Seeger was not angry at Thomas's sarcasm. Instead, he agreed and urged Thomas to explain the reason.

"Stop talking nonsense, I know I'm stupid, just tell me quickly."

Thomas rolled his eyes at him and said: "Actually, the lord has long noticed that you are in a bad state and are restless. The reason why I let you go out alone to buy Miss Melitoya's gift is to let you relax and divert your attention. To relieve the stress in your heart.”

Hearing this, Sig frowned. He didn't understand what buying gifts had to do with relaxation.

Seeing his appearance, Thomas sighed, "I could understand the lord's thoughts before, but why can't I understand my turn this time?"

"Think about it, Miss Melitoya is the lord's sister, right?"

"right."

"I let you pick out my sister's gift. Isn't that trust? What is it? Why didn't the lord let me, Harvey or Veronica buy it? Instead, he ordered you alone!"

Thomas emphasized the word 'a person' very hard.

Sig was so enlightened that the expression on his face changed, and in the end he was so moved that he wanted to cry.

At this time, Veronica finished the painting and came over, glanced at Sig, and asked Thomas in confusion: "What's wrong with him? Do you want to see a doctor?"

"It's okay, it's just sand in my eyes."

Thomas waved his hand, "Let's go to the next place. The next one is the Cabaret on Baker Street?"

"right."

Veronica withdrew her gaze and headed to the next painting location with Thomas.

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Bang, bang, bang.

A simple carriage stopped at Long Street. Ron got off the carriage and paid the fare. Only after the carriage left did he see the situation of this street clearly.

Lanc Street is not prosperous. To be precise, it is relatively remote and there are not many people coming and going.

"There is a place like this in the royal capital."

Ron glanced at it and then headed in one direction. The reason why he came here was not on a whim, but because he had received the long-awaited news.

A few months ago, Cherstohadei, the leader of the Star Brigade, sent him a letter.

The letter said that the Star Brigade would continue to open book markets in various places. If Ron needed anything, he could convey the news in astral language.

Since the other party had said so, of course Ron would not refuse. He immediately sent a message to Chelsea, telling him that he needed some plant seeds from other countries. He also specifically talked about the characteristics of some plants and asked the Star Brigade to help collect them.

Even recently, Ron has been in contact with Chelsea. Knowing that Ron would go to King Carlo's capital, the other party agreed to place the collected seeds somewhere in the capital and arranged for an acquaintance to deliver them to Ron.

It was not until today that Ron received the news and came here in a carriage.

"Colon's Tavern, this is it."

Ron came to a pub and pushed in. Even though it was daytime, there were still many drunkards living here.

Ron was dressed luxuriously and looked like an aristocrat, causing everyone in the tavern to turn their heads.

A bartender immediately stepped forward and bowed: "This way, sir, your friend is waiting for you in the side room."

Ron glanced at him and nodded slightly.

Then Ron followed the bartender through the corridor, went up to the third floor, and came to the door of a room.

"Sir, your friend is inside. I'll go down first. If you need anything, call me anytime."

Ron looked at the bartender's back and frowned, wondering who was inside? Call yourself my friend?

He opened the door and walked in, clearly seeing the appearance of the person inside.

"Dear guest, we meet again." The man stood up to greet him, his posture was very low.

Ron didn't expect that this person turned out to be Chelsea, "As the leader of the Star Brigade, you still do these small things? Didn't you say you arranged for an acquaintance?"

Chelsea shook his head, pulled out a chair for Ron, poured a glass of wine and placed it in front of him, and then said: "You are the most distinguished guest of the Star Travel Group, there is no small matter."

Although they know that the other party is flattering, no one wants to hear such words.

Ron smiled, picked up the wine and took a sip. The taste was much worse than Starry Night Wine.

"Captain Chelsea is here in person, what about the Star Brigade?" Ron put back the wine glass and asked casually.

"The book market we selected this time is in King Carlo. Unfortunately, the land in the King's capital is very expensive, and the Star Travel Group is not well-known. We were unable to apply for the best Baker Street location, so we can only find this place on Lange Street. .”

Hearing this, Ron guessed that the other party chose this time to hold the book fair here because he was coming to the royal capital to be knighted.

"When the Star Brigade comes to my territory again in the future, I will definitely give you the best location to hold a book market."

"Haha, I am honored by your words. On behalf of the Star Brigade, I would like to thank you for your kindness."

Chelsea smiled and thanked him, and the two chatted about other topics.

After the necessary social greetings were over, Ron said with a chuckle: "Captain Chelsea came in person, I guess it's not just for chatting."

"Haha, I can't hide anything from you."

Chelsea laughed twice first, then his expression became serious, and he slowly said: "You may not have received the news yet, but as far as I know, Earl Eugene and Marquis Alfred are going to war!"

The count fights the marquis?

Ron felt strange that this matter had anything to do with him and that Chelsea needed to tell him personally.

Just listen to Chelsea continue to say: "The two territories are at war, and the Viscount Fast is separated in the middle. The Viscount Fast has no choice but to clear the way."

Now Ron understood. The Fast Viscounty is to the north of the Arnold Territory. Earl Eugene must be confident if he dares to go to war with Marquis Alfred. The Arnold Territory is weak. If it is affected by the war in the slightest, it will It's devastating.

Viscount Fast was in dire straits. Faced with the oppression of the higher-ranking nobles, he had no choice but to do anything.

"Thank you for the information, Captain Chelsea."

Hearing the thanks, Chelsea smiled and said, "You are serious. You are a distinguished guest of the Star Travel Group. Your loss is our loss."

This man is so good at talking!

He is obviously a third-level extraordinary person, but it is really incomprehensible that he can achieve this level. If Chelsea could also see the favorability score, Ron's favorability score for him must have reached over 80.

"By the way, I've prepared what you want. Where do you live? I'll have someone deliver it to you," Chelsea said.

"Don't bother, I'll just take it back myself. This is the reward, please accept it." Ron placed a bag of gold coins on the table, which contained 50 gold coins.

"No"

Chelsea wanted to refuse, but Ron said, "This is what the Star Brigade deserves. Only those who pay will be rewarded, so that they can last for a long time."

Although the words were short, Chelsea was a smart man and understood the meaning immediately.

What the Star Brigade deserves is not the reward to Chelsea personally, but to those who collected the seeds for Ron. Chelsea doesn't need it, but those guys sure do.

It’s not just transactions but also friendships that ‘last’.

"Okay, then I'll accept it." Chelsea smiled.

"Well, I'll see you next time."

"no problem."

——

Ron walked out of the tavern carrying a bag of seeds. There were many types of seeds inside, from fruits and vegetables to peppers.

Now he is worried about whether the land in Arnold's territory is suitable for planting these. No matter whether it works or not, he has to give it a try.

Not far away, Ron noticed a few tails following behind him. He narrowed his eyes and suddenly turned and walked towards the small alley next to him.

For those who wanted to die, Ron was happy to fulfill them.