Celestial Mage

Chapter 227 Marshal, I promise to do a clean job (66)

Time flies, and a month of preparation time flies by in the blink of an eye.

In the early morning of this day, a full 150 ox carts lined up on the road outside the east gate of Silvermoon Castle, and each ox cart was filled with various supplies.

There are 80 oxcarts loaded with grain alone, and it is only the first batch, and grain will continue to be purchased in the future until Xinyue Town is self-sufficient.

In addition, there are various tools for land reclamation and construction, temporary materials to keep out the cold, and so on.

All in all, everything is ready.

The total value reached 20 crowns, 15 was aid, and [-] was obtained by Rosen through Candela.

As the first-class guerrilla general and acting lord of Crescent Town, Xia Bolai led six teams of Crescent Rangers, plus 300 mercenaries hired from the Yellow River Highland, as the convoy and guards of Crescent Town.

Each mercenary has an average low-level combat power, plus an average mid-level Silver Moon Ranger, forming a quite amazing force.

In addition, there are a large number of horse-drawn carriages.

Three of them were specially reinforced Lunar carriages, one belonged to Xia Bolai, and the other was filled with Serendis and Gendroni.

The last car is Lydia and Hal. For some reason, the two see each other and form a mage partner.

The others are ordinary carriages, some of which are filled with hired government officials, including clerks, judges, land officials, and civilian officials, etc., and there are nearly 40 people.

In the other part, there were 280 civilian mages hired by Rosen.

The former is a helper called by the deputy mayor, Harrick, and the latter is Rosen's mage assistant.

The last ones accompanying them were the refugees from Xinyue Town. The number had already exceeded [-], and they were all gathered through continuous publicity.

The number of people in the entire Crescent Town is about [-].

Excluding the nearly 6000 people who were coerced by the Iron Arm Brotherhood, and some old, weak, sick and disabled left in the ruins of Crescent Town.

The rest are basically there.

When everyone was ready, when the first ray of sunlight shone on the Huangshui Plateau, Xia Bolai waved his horsewhip and shouted confidently.

"set off!"

'crack~crack~'

'Moo~~~hiss~hiss~'

'It's gotta get~'

Amidst the cracking of whips, lowing of cows, neighing of horses, and the sound of horseshoes, the convoy of more than 2 people set off in a mighty manner.

At this moment, behind the convoy, on the walls of Silvermoon Castle, Sophia, Earl of Omicia, was leading a group of close ministers, watching the convoy go away.

Perhaps sensing the gaze behind him, Xia Bolai turned around, waved vigorously at the city wall, and shouted loudly.

"Aunt~~ Xinyue Town can be rest assured to leave it to me!"

The outskirts were empty, and the shouts spread far and wide in all directions, and by the time they reached the city walls, they had already become quite blurred.

Seeing Xia Bolai's actions, Sophia only thought that he was saying goodbye. Seeing this nephew whom she both loved and hated, she couldn't help raising her hand and waving lightly.

Although I don't like it, although I am often disappointed, but after all, I am a child raised by myself, and the feelings in my heart cannot be erased.

She didn't put her hands down until the convoy had gone far away, and said to Malkili, the head of internal affairs with a smile, "Xia Bolai, this bastard, finally did something serious."

She knows everything the other party has done these days.

She felt that the chaos in New Moon Town would end soon, and maybe it would become one of the most prosperous places on the highlands in the future.

Malkyi bowed slightly to pay tribute, squinted his eyes and smiled gently: "Madam still has a pair of wise eyes, and she found a good helper for the guerrilla general."

"Haha~~ You old bastard really has a sweet mouth."

Sophia was in a good mood and felt relaxed. On the way back to Mochizuki Garden, she always had a smile on her face.

But some people are happy, some people are uncomfortable.

Fubosi, as Xia Bolai's eldest brother, naturally also bid farewell on the city wall.

When he was on the city wall, because his aunt was watching, he didn't dare to show his displeasure, but when he got off the city wall and returned to his house, before his ass was stuck to the chair, he threw a slap at the maid who came to serve him. hand.

He is also a high-level warrior, with such great strength, even with just a casual slap, he directly beat the maid to faint on the spot, leaving only her last breath.

The other servants didn't dare to vent their anger immediately, the hall was completely silent, and the drop of a needle could be heard.

Fubosi sat down on the chair, poured a large cup of tea down his throat, and then slightly suppressed the boiling fire in his heart.

"Get out of here, don't bother me!"

The servants immediately carried the unconscious maid away, and left the hall scrambling, but they couldn't stay far away, and had to wait tremblingly at the door of the living room, waiting for the master's order.

After more than a quarter of an hour, Fubosi's deep voice came from the hall: "Bring me Master Horus."

"Yes, Master."

The servant immediately ran to call for someone.

Horus is a commoner mage with no background. He has been supported by Fubosi since his apprenticeship, and has always lived in Fubosi's mansion.

After a while, he came to the hall and saw Fubosi drinking alone.

He naturally knew the reason.

"Marshal, is it because of the Crescent Town?"

Fubosi had roughly recovered his calm, nodded, and pointed to the chair beside him.

"sit down."

After Horus sat down, he reached out and patted the table lightly.

"My aunt is too partial, she just treats Xia Bolai as her son."

"I don't know what ecstasy potion that ugly and fat bastard gave her!"

Horus smiled faintly: "The count has no partner and no heirs. Now that he is old, he will definitely seek comfort."

"Especially General Chapolet was raised by her, so she will naturally have a preference."

"But forgive me, General Chapolai himself is a lump of mud. No matter how you support him, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to make great achievements."

"I know all this."

Fubosi took a sip of his wine sullenly, and wondered, "Where do you think Xia Bolai got so much money?"

He did some calculations just now, and found that it would cost at least 20 crowns to build such a large convoy, but the people sent by the temple and Fei Lun's compensation were only 15.

He couldn't figure it out, where did the extra fifty thousand come from?
Horus and Rosen had a deep quarrel, but because Rosen was too dazzling, he couldn't afford to provoke him, so he planned to let it go.

But he didn't expect that the other party would jump like this, dare to meddle in the battle for the next earl of Silvermoon Castle, and also obviously angered Fubosi and Fei Lun.

Both bigwigs hated Rosen extremely.

In addition to obtaining Faerun's "Fire of the Sun" cheat book, he also recently successfully broke through the high-level maze and became a high-level mage.

Under various factors, he once again had an idea in his heart.

So, he said softly, "It must have been done with the help of Master Rosen."

"Rosen!"

Fubosi's eyes were gloomy, he took a big sip of wine, and said: "Then how did he get the money?!"

“probably a gallery”

"Impossible, the gallery will give him three thousand crowns a month at most, which is too far away."

"Is that a magic weapon shop?"

"A small business like a mosquito's leg in the Magical Artifact Shop can earn a thousand a month, which is the sky!"

Horus said, "I'll check it out now."

Fubosi waved his hand: "Forget it, you don't need to look it up, you will know it after a long time."

After a pause, he said, "I heard that the female director of the gallery is very shrewd. She has a tall wrist and is also beautiful. She is Rosen's lover."

"Find a chance to catch her, find a few hooligans to kill her, and throw her body on the street. Give Rosen a warning and tell him not to meddle in his own business!"

Horus was stunned, and thought to himself: "Why do everyone tell me to go to the temple?" '

He is clear-headed, and he doesn't want to provoke the temple, which is the place of the gods.

So, he persuaded in a low voice: "Marshal, why bother to touch a trivial female executive? Just get Rosen gone, wouldn't it be fine?"

Fubosi's eyes darkened, and he asked, "Rosen is a mid-level divine grace mage, with such a great reputation, powerful spells, and such a young man, how could he not be lost?"

If Rosen could deal with it easily, he would have done it long ago, why would he wait until now?
After all, the current owner of Silvermoon Castle is my aunt, not him, and my aunt values ​​Rosen very much.

If he did something to Rosen, it would be fine if he succeeded in killing him.

I'm afraid that if I don't kill him, I will be in great trouble. When the time comes, my aunt and the temple will attack me together, and Xia Bolai will probably be the next Lord of Silver Moon Castle.

Horus stood up and saluted.

"Marshal, if Rosen stays around Silvermoon Castle all the time, then we won't be able to do anything."

"But now he has gone to a wild place like Crescent Town."

"As long as you leave this matter to me, I guarantee that Rosen will never be able to return to Silvermoon Castle, and the whole process will be clean without leaving any trace."

Fubosi shook his head, with some doubts: "Although you are all flame mages, your flame may not be able to burn Rosen, right?"

It's true that Rosen is a middle-level mage, but everyone knows that his magic power is surprisingly high, not even inferior to ordinary high-level mages.

His words bit Horus like a poisonous snake, which made him extremely annoyed, but he couldn't show this emotion on his face, because it would be looked down upon by Fubos.

"Marshal, maybe my fire spells are not as good as Rosen's, but everyone is afraid of daggers sticking out in the dark."

"I will plan carefully, force him step by step, choke his throat, make him breathless, make him exhausted until he is exhausted, and then send out a violent blow to completely extinguish his flame!"

Fubosi turned his eyes around Horus: "Have you thought about a specific plan?"

"nature."

"As long as my plan is implemented, not only will Rosen die, Xia Bolai will also return from Crescent Town in despair."

"The Earl still has to rely on your strength to govern Crescent Town."

Seeing that Fubosi did not speak, Horus thought that the result did not satisfy him, so he said, "Marshal, or, you can let Xia Bolai stay in Crescent Town forever."

Fubosi was a little moved, but in the end, he shook his head and rejected this tempting proposal.

"After all, he is a member of the Omexia family and my brother, so let him live humblely."

There is also a bottom line for family infighting. This is a highland tradition and a law of nature.Because those families with no bottom line for internal fighting usually wither quickly.

Fubosi is very clear about this bottom line and will firmly hold it.

"As you wish, Marshal!"

"What do you need from me?"

"There is no need for a lot of activity funds, 2000 kroner is enough."

"very good."

Fubosi nodded, and took another sip of wine, feeling relieved of the boredom in his chest.

"The more detailed the plan, the more meticulous and patient it is. I don't need you to give me the results right away. I'll set a deadline for you, just before this year's Winter Snow Festival."

"Thank you for your wisdom, Marshal, and you will surely get good results."

Horus smiled, backed away slowly, and his figure gradually disappeared behind the gate of the Marshal's Mansion.

Not long after he left the hall, behind a window on the second floor of the Marshal's Mansion, a figure stood behind the curtain, watching Horus's back quietly.

It was none other than Bige, another mid-level mage serving Fubosi.

He glanced at Horus a few times, then looked away, and a thought flashed in his mind.

"The ship Fubosi is a little unstable."

He is not the same as Horus, he is a son of a nobleman, and the family stands behind him.

Without Fubosi, I can still live a good life.

But if you follow the wrong person, the good days will be gone.

"Master Rosen is generous and generous. He was still giving lectures at the tea party a few days ago. If I reveal this news to him, I will definitely be rewarded handsomely."

"In case the Vopers ship sinks, I can easily go ashore with this relationship."

Small nobles riding on the fence, that is a traditional operation, not shabby.

(End of this chapter)