But Snaketooth didn't expect that even more unbelievable things were yet to come—the next message from the speaker made him unable to move his feet again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Five days later, in the second week of the first month of spring, the town hall will distribute relief rations in the square!

As soon as these words came out, the crowd suddenly stirred.

"Oh my God, Goyle didn't lie, there really is such a thing in the proclamation!"

"yes, I just wanted to make sure. ”

"Did I hear me right?

"Aren't you here too?

"That's two free copies, and the guardian didn't forbid me to get it, didn't you listen to what people said, everyone!"

"My lord!" someone suddenly asked in a loud voice, "is the porridge really free, and when will it be delivered?"

This was also a question that most people were concerned about, and everyone suddenly stopped talking and looked at the noble attendants in unison.

The latter waited until the anticipation of the onlookers reached its peak, and then he said aloud unhurriedly, "That's right! The porridge is indeed distributed for free, and it will continue until the end of the Demon Month! Go tell the news to more neighbors and friends, and the promise made by His Royal Highness will surely come true!"

Hundreds of people boiled instantly, but Snake Fang still couldn't believe his ears.

They can get rid of the threat of Kanash for a while, and they don't have to worry about starving to death in the cold snow - no, it's not just them, all the rats have easy access to food, so the king and belly won't be able to control their tails underneath!

Kanash would never sit idly by and watch such a situation happen, what would he do? Send someone to disperse the crowd and disrupt the porridge scene...... Or bribe the city hall officials and pour all the wheat porridge into the Chishui River?

However, Snake Fang also noticed that the speaker had repeatedly mentioned His Royal Highness the Prince, that is, it was the legendary Fourth Prince who asked for the relief rations this time, not the previous dukes or the five families. Will he let these rat kings go their way, or will he really be different from other noble lords?

He didn't want to trust any nobleman, and the scene of the blank paper being deceived is still vivid.

But there was another voice in my heart that kept asking myself, what if it was true, what if it was ...... Is it true?

Fortunately, this doubt did not last long, because the elk attendant on the stage had already begun to preach the next piece of news - he originally thought that these decrees were just a new trick that the old men came up with to toss the city's citizens, and had nothing to do with a homeless wanderer like himself, but the first two news surprised him, and the third news was directed at the rat colony.

"Listen, townspeople, your good days are coming!" the speaker first stabilized the noisy crowd in one sentence, and then said word by word, "Five days later, that is, from the day of the porridge, His Royal Highness the Prince will launch a severe crackdown on crime in Changge Fortress, including clearing the black street organizations, cracking down on theft and robbery, and all illegal acts that threaten the lives and property of the city residents! At that time, everyone should not stay in the black street, and do not go to taverns, casinos and other mixed places to avoid unnecessary injury!"

"The order of the fortress needs all the citizens to maintain, and now the city hall is recruiting manpower, including security officers and police officers, so I will explain the recruitment requirements to you in detail!"

Snake Fang didn't have the heart to listen any longer, he slipped out of the crowd and ran quickly to the campfire, "Quick, let's go back!"

"Done?" Aoi rubbed her hands together and reluctantly said, "You can also warm up your body before leaving." ”

"No, now!" he said anxiously.

"What's going on?" Joe heard something was wrong.

"I'll explain to you on the way," Snakefang stomped his foot, "we must hurry back, or we will be dead when Kanash hears the news from the others first!"

......

The rat gathering place in the West End is located in a two-story house deep in the alley.

Kanash was a fierce-looking, one-eyed man, and his temper and methods were as brutal as his face, and Snakefang had seen him pin a man who had messed up things to the wall and whip him alive. Coupled with the fact that he controlled the food supply of several rat groups in the neighborhood, no one dared to be disrespectful in front of him.

The same was true of Snakefang, who cautiously knelt in front of the other and repeated what he had heard.

"Lord Castle is going to attack us?" Kanash frowned, "What kind of wind is this blowing?"

“...... Not the Lord of the City," Serpentfang cautionedly reminded, "and the man has always spoken of His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

"You know what a!" he snorted, "no matter how big a nobleman is, it's not easy to get to someone else's territory." This is the Changge Fortress, not a border town or a royal capital, and he can't do anything without the approval of the Honeysuckle and Elk families. What about the titular guardian of the West? Just look at who is sitting in the castle, and what kind of king still nominally rules the Grey Keep, and who cares about his orders?"

"You're right," said a woman beside Kanash, "besides, even if the sky changes up there, it doesn't matter much to us." A nobleman is a nobleman, a rat is a mouse, don't look at both staying in the same city, in fact, it can't be regarded as a kind of person at all. ”

"A mouse is a mouse?" I like to hear," Kanash pinched the woman's buttocks, "but the second news is a bit strange, according to the past, the nobles would notify us in advance if they wanted to make a good name by putting their grain out. And it's going to be a limited distribution, so why does it sound like they're going to feed the whole city this time?"

No one could answer the question, but Snakefang knew that the two free bowls of ceee were on everyone's minds at this point.

"Could it be...... The lord above wants to scrape the benefits from Lord Bloody Hand?" the woman chuckled.

"Who knows," Kanash shrugged, "I'll go to the boss and ask him later, only he knows about this kind of aristocratic matter." ”

The so-called bloody hand is the king of the Western District, and I heard that he has a close relationship with some minor nobles. In a sense, he was no longer a mere rat, but an "underground nobleman" without a title - in fact, every king had a similar approach.

Thinking of this, Snake Fang couldn't help but let out a sigh, he knew that Kanash's little lover was right, nobles have existed for hundreds of years, and so have mice, no matter how the above changes, the underground world always has its own set of rules...... His Royal Highness the Prince is also a nobleman, what can he change?

"By the way, I know what you're paying attention to," Kanash sneered, "I want to try the porridge from the town hall, and everyone will have to stay in this house on that day, and no one is allowed to go, do you hear? If anyone dares to steal food behind my back, I promise he won't be able to eat for the rest of his life!" )