"Sister, we're here," Cole Condé rushed into the cabin. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I've told you twice not to call me sister on this trip," Edith glanced up at him, "You forgot?"

"No......" Cole shuddered, "No, I remember." ”

"And who am I?"

"I, my clerk, Ms. Edith. ”

"What about you?"

"Father...... No, an ambassador sent by Calvin Kant, Duke of the North. ”

"Very well, remember not to make a third mistake," Edith stood up, moved her somewhat stiff hands and feet, and stepped out of the cabin, "Gather all the messengers, and we'll go to the inner city." ”

This is a little trick that Edith usually plays, she always likes to observe her negotiation partner behind the scenes, and get a preliminary impression before negotiating, in addition to being able to plan for a rainy day, but also to give the other party a sense of freshness. If the target is male, nine times out of ten you will be interested in yourself.

She has never shied away from her feminine identity, but rather sees it as a social advantage.

Since it has the title of the pearl of the Northland, it naturally cannot be wasted.

"That'...... Where's the head?"

"Of course, you put it on the boat first, but you still want to carry that thing into the bedroom?" she pouted, "they already stink." ”

Walking down the pier, Edith noticed that the canal was filled with boats, and that there were many people gathered on the docks, most of them carrying bags and dressed like slaves or merchants. This made her quite curious, except for the above two categories, few people will travel far in the spring ploughing season.

She summoned an attendant and "asked where they were going." ”

"What does this have to do with us?" Cole wondered.

"Since Roland Wimbledon has taken over the city, he will always issue some new policies to assert his authority, which can also reflect his temperament, and of course it has something to do with us. Edith smiled, "You can also spend a few golden dragons and ask the rats to collect them for you, but I prefer to hear it myself." ”

"Yes, is that so......"

"See more, think more, Ambassador," she said, "and this is a rare opportunity. ”

After entering the city gate, there were many pedestrians on the streets, simple stalls were placed on both sides of the road, and merchants shouted their wares, and for a while there were shouts and shouts one after another. Edith had come to the royal capital with her father a few years ago to attend the coming-of-age ceremony of the five princesses, and the city had not changed much from the image in her memory, and it was still very lively.

If you are in the city of eternal night, when it is not a festival or a festival, you will never see the crowds surging.

Suddenly, a preacher on the street caught her attention.

"Wait a minute," Edith told the group to stop moving forward, and walked to the gathered crowd with Cole herself.

"Do you know how to sawn wood? Can you lay gray bricks?Can you take care of cattle and sheep? As long as you have a skill, you are the talent that Your Majesty Roland needs! Go to the West, where Your Majesty is building a new royal capital, Neverwinter! Your talents will bring you a good reward!"

Talent?Edith pondered, but it was an interesting statement...... But what does the new king mean? Neverwinter? Is there such a city in the West?

Dozens of steps further, there was another circle of people.

"Witches are innocent, this is the confession written by the High Priest himself before his execution," another preacher said, waving the paperwork in his hand, "They may be your relatives, your daughters, your sisters! If you are still afraid of them, send them to Neverwinter! There they will be cared for, and if you are not willing to leave them behind, you can go with you! Your Majesty promises that the witch's family will be given a sheltered house and decent work!"

"The High Priest was put to death?" Cole's eyes widened.

Edith frowned, if this was Roland Wimbleton's new deal, it would be too ostentatious. Isn't he afraid of a thunderous revenge from the Church, it was not a battle between nobles, but a never-ending war of heresy.

I don't know whether allegiance to such a king is a blessing or a curse.

It took half an hour to walk through this street that led directly to the inner city, only to find that there were such preachers everywhere along the way, almost all the things that His Majesty did after conquering the royal capital were compiled into a book and repeatedly narrated, and anyone who came to the royal capital could understand these changes as long as he listened to them on the street for a long time, and he didn't even need to look for mice.

"My lord, I've made it clear," the attendant, who had been ordered to inquire about the news, panted as he caught up with the group, "and they were all preparing to go—"

"Neverwinter, right?" Edith interrupted.

"You...... Got it all?"

"Let's not look for the hotel first, let's go to the palace to deliver the messenger's paperwork," she had a faint premonition in her heart, "Now, hurry up!"

......

"What did you say?" Cole wondered, "His Majesty Roland has been away from the royal capital for a week, and there has been no enthronement ceremony?"

"That's what the receptionist said," the attendant reported, "and His Majesty had left a chief minister named Barov Mons to take care of the matter, but he also left the capital yesterday. Now the palace is uninhabited except for servants. The receptionist also said that if you want to talk to the town hall, he can tell you that. ”

"No need," Edith said coldly. She didn't expect that her premonition would come true, and she ran all the way non-stop, but she came up in vain -- Roland really planned to move the royal capital, leave this great city alone, and go to the west to build a new city! What was he thinking in his head? You must know that a city of this scale cannot be completed without thirty or forty years of construction!

"What shall we do?" Cole whispered, looking at the members of the emissary group behind him who were in a daze.

She kept her face composed, and it took a while before she spoke, "Turn around and go back to the docks, we'll go to Neverwinter too!"

"Anyway, they're already gone, so we don't need to rush like this," Cole said with a bitter face, "I haven't taken a shower for a week, and I feel like I'm getting lice on my body."

Edith sniffed her collar sideways, and she smelled something strange. She finally sighed, "Then find an inn and rest for the night, and set off early tomorrow morning." ”

However, when the envoys arrived at the docks the next day, they found that their ship had been burned to the ground.

"What's going on?" said Edith felt for the first time that her head was running out.

"Ahem, don't be angry, sister-Miss Edith, look more, think more......," Cole waved to a passerby, "Could it be that there will be a fire on the docks too?"

"Ah, that's what you said," the other party explained enthusiastically, "I don't know which damn one stole the corpse on the ship, and the smell was smelled by the stolen rats." You don't know, everyone is very sensitive to this thing, after all, there was an evil plague in the city more than half a year ago, which was caused by corpses scattered by the church. In short, the only way to deal with this thing is to burn it. The captain has been arrested by the guards for interrogation, what, do you know him?"

Edith didn't know what expression to use to answer for a while, and it took a long time before she said, "Thank you, I don't know." ”

It seemed that she had to find a new ship again, and she thought, probably this allegiance journey would not go as smoothly as she thought...... Right?