People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 224 The Tranquility Before the Storm

Lothar joked: "So, you are also on two boats?"

"also?"

Hogg said nonchalantly: "Hey, the disaster of the ocean—it's just a tool to better serve the adults. Although I have to work two jobs, as long as the adults know my hard work, I am very satisfied. "

My lord, shall we head back next time? "

"Well, by the way, let's see if there is any material that can be used for this keel."

"It's probably gone."

Hogg said with a look of regret.

It turns out.

Hogg was right.

The remains of the real sea dragon were only discovered when we got close. There were many small holes and cracks left on it, which had been gnawed and hollowed out by marine life day after day.

There are even many small molluscs and crustaceans living in it.

As for the subspecies of sea dragon that just died, most of the essence was swallowed up by the greedy "ocean disaster", and the rest, whether it was used for casting or as fertilizer, was of little use.

I wanted to move it back to make specimens, but the bones were so brittle that they would shatter when touched.

Lothar had no choice but to sell it to the system's loot shop in exchange for fifty Suledes gold coins.

The awakening of the dragon bloodline has increased again, which is a good thing, and this level of awakening is still within the range that Lothar's spiritual power can bear.

Time flies.

The plague of the sea climbed from the darkness.

"Coming!"

Look up.

The sea water above his head was glowing with pale golden light.

The morning light illuminated the shallow sea water, and Lothar could clearly see the colorful scales of the fish swimming wantonly above his head.

The previous feeling of being swallowed by darkness at any time was replaced by the expectation of welcoming the light.

wow——

Lothar walked out of the sea.

Jeanna stood on the shore, dressed in silver-white knight armor, frowning, staring at Lothar.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about Lothar, she was a little relieved: "As a local lord, it is really irresponsible to abandon your subjects and leaders without saying a word."

Lothar quickly sent an apologetic smile: "Sorry, I was wrong."

"Ah."

"Admitting mistakes is faster than anyone else."

Jeanna looked at Hannya, who was wearing a long black silk dress, with a glamorous temperament.Jokingly said: "Is this a date? Tsk, after a while, I should call you the Countess?"

Hannah glanced at her, but said nothing.

Rang Na also accepts as soon as she sees it, so as not to be dragged to a duel.

Fighting alone, she is no match for Prajna.

Of course, she can run.

Lothar added: "Jeanna, I should have informed you, but I was afraid of waking you up, so I just ordered someone to inform Coors at dawn."

"Ben will wake me up when you use the Holy Lance."

Jeanna said angrily.

"That's not a good reason. If you just want to date Miss Banruo, you don't have to run that far. The top of the Siegfried Tower is enough for the two of you to play."

"Sorry, but really not."

Lothar wanted to say that he was obviously going to do business, and by the way, he made an appointment, so how could he suffer this kind of criticism?

"Let's think about how to deal with Miss Flynn when we go back."

Lothar smiled, not panicking at all: "It's okay, she shouldn't be awake at this time."

Jeanna mocked: "I'm sorry, it's good that you have self-confidence. But every time Miss Flynn wakes up late, it's when you're here."

...

Port Ella in the morning.

The peasants and soldiers in the port are promoting the benefits of conversion to their former compatriots.

Their lives are getting better at a speed visible to the naked eye, which is more effective than any propaganda method.

The city guards stood in front of the bulletin board and announced to everyone the new lord's regulations: prohibition of defecation in public places.

Stepping on the renovated floor tiles, Lothar returned to the mansion.

When pushing the door back to the room.

The room was empty.

Looking up, I saw the white-haired girl hanging upside down on the roof, looking at Lothar with a sleepy expression.

Lothar couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

"Sorry, Flynn, Hogg came to see me last night, I was afraid to wake you up"

He tried to explain.

But Flynn wasn't really so stupid that Lothar said what she said, she turned into a little bat and flew out of the window.

Banruo frowned: "Go and chase."

Lothar made a "hmm".

Flynn is a loveless and insecure child, and her long life has not brought her enough experience.

Just like the mermaid princess who will be kidnapped by the prince in the fairy tale.

Flynn, who was hiding in the attic, was clutching a box of chocolate biscuits, crossed her legs, and looked sad.

She tried a chocolate bar, which tasted like hazelnuts, sweet and crunchy.

But then it occurred to him that this thing did not belong to him, but belonged to a wolf princess named Celinina.

I just borrowed it temporarily, and I felt more and more sad.

Escalator to the attic.

Footsteps sounded.

On Furingilla's face, the teardrops that were suppressed originally flowed down.

"I know."

"I know everything."

"In your mind, I'm not important at all."

There was a slight pause in the footsteps.

Coors showed his head, with an unnatural smile on his face: "Miss, why do you think that, both me and adults regard you as the most important person."

Fringila looked at Coors's old albino-like face, and her tears seemed to burst a bank.

The grievance is broken.

Old Coors was depressed for a while, he really took Fringilla as his daughter, but Fringe was obviously not the old father's caring little padded jacket.

"Coors, replace me."

Lothar's voice was a little helpless.

He came to the attic, looked at the white light coming in from the small window on the side, and Flynn who deliberately hid in the shadow, and couldn't help being slightly startled.

Although he didn't say anything.

But in his heart, at the beginning, he actually had a little thought of "as for it".

But when she saw Flynn, all she felt was distressed.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have left you in the room alone."

"Last night, Captain Hogg came to see me..."

Lothar briefly recounted the experience of last night. Seeing that Flynn still didn't respond to this, he felt that he didn't know how to start.

Forced to ask: What should I do when my little girlfriend is angry?
Answer: It is recommended to break up, the next question.

Lothar belongs to the category that answered "suggest breaking up".

He had no choice but to stretch out his arm in front of the little vampire with white hair hanging by his ear: "Anyway, I know I was wrong. If you feel uncomfortable, I'll just give you two sips of my blood and forget it."

Flynn didn't speak, just gnawed on it.

The pain is not strong.

Lothar didn't struggle either.

for a long time.

Fringela raised her head.

There was no blood on her lips, and there was only a little transparent saliva on Lothar's arm, and two rows of teeth marks were left.

The little girl had tears in her eyes: "You have to promise me that I will always be the most important one to you."

Lothar agreed decisively.

You are all my most important!
"Okay, stop crying, this doesn't fit your title of Blood Princess."

Flynn sobbed and tried to hold back her sobbing.

The crying paused, then became more intense.

"Can't the blood princess cry? Who made the rule?"

The morning time was spent coaxing the little girl.

Fortunately, Lothar has nothing to deal with urgently—Coors is much better than him in handling internal affairs, just like a large computer.

Lothar might also forget trifles, but Coors won't.

He is happy to be a hands-off shopkeeper.

The "good neighbor" next door, Rauf the Impaler, has been silent for a while.

The entire Port of Ella is peaceful and peaceful. Merchants come and go, paying taxes with wry smiles in front of the tax collectors led by Muller, the tax official.

Although they have to pay more commercial taxes, the port of Ella can save them half of the journey, and the security problem on the Red Sea has also been greatly improved. This calculation makes them more profitable than before.

Hans, with a detachment of hussars patrolling the frontier, was always ready for a raid on a nearby farm by his neighbor next door.

The civilians who got rid of the haze of war quickly adapted to the new order brought by Lothar and tried to live and work in peace and contentment.

The tavern in the port has also returned to its former bustle and hustle and bustle.

Although everyone knows that this is the calm before the storm.

...

Jerusalem.

The two editions of the new book written by Banruo were sent to the printing workshop in the city by the caravan in Port Ayla.

The two new books are the follow-ups of "The Witcher" and "Song of Winter and Summer". They are not for making money, but just to maintain the popularity of the two books so that the Gwent card will not be cold.

Not long after the caravan entered the city.

The two witches from Constantinople came hand in hand and walked towards the palace.

The witch met the king of Jerusalem in the identity of the purple princess of the Ducas family.

"Your Majesty, I don't know if you still need an advisor."

The veiled witch smiled and said.

Baldwin IV frowned and said, "There is nothing wrong with it, but ma'am, what do you want from me?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I am very good friends with your most trusted subject, Earl Lothar."

"I plan to set up an office in Jerusalem, and by the way, I want my students to be your mage advisors."

Anna pushed the little witch beside her: "Nissaya, send your greetings to Your Majesty, from today onwards, please stay by Your Majesty's side."

Baldwin IV frowned: "Please explain your purpose."

Anna said helplessly: "You are really cautious——I hope my students can learn some knowledge from you."

Baldwin IV was puzzled: "I'm not good at spells."

"You are a wise man, and your subject Lothar highly respects you."

Baldwin IV chuckled: "But I don't guarantee that I can teach this child anything."

Anna touched the little witch's head: "It's enough that you can teach her to be cautious, smart, and wise—she almost lost her life because of recklessness before."

...

Time flies.

The new week's card draw did not bring Miss Cellinina to Lothar's side.

The reward is still a building called the recruit training camp. Any recruits who train here can improve their weapon proficiency and combat quality faster.

This is of great help to improve the combat effectiveness of farmers and soldiers.

After all, in this era, to train a truly elite team, at least years should be used as the unit of calculation.

Lothar just finished a meditation and was lying on the bed a little tired.

During this meditation, he probably broke through a layer of bottleneck, and the scene during meditation has changed significantly.

His conscious body rose from the original illusory starry sky to the real reality, got out of the body, and continued to float into the air until it enveloped the entire mansion.

Looking down from the sky, his own aura manifested as a huge black dragon, entrenched in the depths of the mansion.

Not necessarily strong or not.

But the breath is really bluffing, no wonder it can scare an abyss lord into such a state-speaking of it, I don't know if that abyss lord has returned to the abyss.

In the mansion, there are two groups of thick blood light, one is clear and the other is crimson. The former should be Fringilla, and the latter is Coors who is good at the secret art of blood shadow.

That golden light, like a paladin wearing a layer of golden armor, is naturally Jeanne.

On the other side, that ghostly black figure that seemed to be able to swallow all eyes was Prajna.

Hans is a wild gray shadow.

In the farther horizon, he can even see a huge oak tree standing under the sky, which is linked by countless threads of faith.

As for the others.

Except for the soldiers who have been transferred by the system, even ordinary people feel foggy, can't see anything clearly, and can't even be a perverted voyeur.

Lothar realized that the reason why he could see those "truths" should be rooted in the connection between him and his followers, or "fetters".

The effect of entering this state is also very gratifying.

His mental power instantly increased by three points.

But the result was that he was lying on the bed with blue eye sockets and a splitting headache as if he had stayed up all night for three consecutive days, obviously extremely sleepy, but not at all sleepy.

I have doubts in my heart, but there is no one to consult.

Lothar thought over and over again, but still called Anna's "phone" to explain the situation.

"what?"

Anna was at a loss: "Have you been promoted from the astral body again?"

(End of this chapter)