Lord of Industrialization

Shitou didn't stay in the tavern for too long. After eating and drinking, he chatted with everyone for a while and went home to rest.

At this time, Boli said to him: "We will take you back."

Shitou smiled and said: "I'm not a child. Are you afraid that I will get lost?"

Someone in the tavern shouted: "Boli, do you want to preview how to take your nephew home?"

Boli ignored the laughter of the crowd and said seriously: "Don't forget who you offended. I'm worried that he will plot against you."

When the drinkers around heard it, it was true. Even if Shitou didn't have diarrhea in the arena, if he won the next game, he would give three cans to everyone in the arena, which was a lot of money.

Someone immediately said: "Yes, we have to be careful everywhere now, just in case that person plots something."

"I'll take you back together."

Other drinkers also nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, it would be terrible if you were injured by an ambush on the way."

"If we lose in the arena, it's fine, but losing to a conspiracy is not good."

"You have to be careful about what you eat starting tomorrow, let Boli prepare it."

Everyone stood up and prepared to escort Shitou back.

Shitou was quite moved, and bowed to everyone and said, "Thank you for your concern."

The tavern soon became empty, with only a few strangers and familiar customers with inconvenient legs and feet.

Writers are all emotional people. Ludovico sighed, "There are so many good people in this world," and suddenly a knot in his mind was untied.

At this moment, he understood what the glory of human nature that Grand Duke Weisen said was.

Ludovico paid the bill and immediately walked out of the tavern quickly and caught up with the large team.

The security in the city has not been good at night recently, so the city defense army has been dispatched to patrol.

Suddenly, a large group of people walked noisily on the street. Those who led the way were all strong and fierce, holding weapons in their hands, which frightened a team of city defense soldiers to immediately set up a defensive formation.

Boli was worried about encountering a master, so he asked people to go back to the butcher shop to get their pipe hammers and knives.

These butchers had no shortage of meat to eat, and they all had muscles. They became fierce after killing many pigs, and they were holding weapons. In the dark, they could scare children to tears.

Boli immediately went over to negotiate, and the team of city defense soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the city defense soldiers did not dare to let these people run around in the city, so they divided into two teams, one team leading the way and the other team following behind.

This place was not far from Shitou's residence. After walking for more than ten minutes, when they were about to arrive at their destination safely, the city defense soldiers in front suddenly shouted and ran forward.

Shitou found that they stopped in front of his house, and he was startled and ran over immediately.

Boli also realized that the situation was not good, so he followed him. What he saw made him gnashed his teeth.

Aideli said that she would come to Shitou's house after get off work today to help this guy wash clothes. Now she fell at the door of Shitou's house, with a dagger stuck in her chest, and the blood dyed the store uniform on her chest bright red.

The captain of the city defense army reached out and touched her neck, shouting: "She is still alive, send her to treatment!"

Shitou had just lost his soul. After hearing the shout, he hurriedly said: "Go to the church next door, the bishop there can treat external injuries well!"

There were many wounded in the arena, and the priests in the church next door had experience points every few days, and their levels were not low.

The soldiers of the city defense army immediately made a stretcher with long guns and clothes provided by others, lifted Aideli and followed Shitou to the church.

The drinkers did not expect such an accident to happen, and followed one after another.

Ludovico had been at the end, and seeing that the door of Shitou's house was open, he shouted: "Leave a few people to watch the door!"

Boli ran in front, and after hearing the shout, he turned around and asked several butchers to stay.

Ludovico followed the large group to the church, where the bishop and the nuns were taking Adellie into the side hall for treatment.

He walked over, showed the bishop the family emblem on his ring, and said seriously: "Don't be afraid of spending money on medicine, I'll be your guarantor."

The bishop nodded, then went over to treat the wounded.

Boli went over to grab Ludovico's hand and kept thanking him.

Shitou threw all the money he had into the donation box, knelt in front of the mat in front of the altar, and began to pray.

There was a silly little monk in the church. When he saw someone donating money, he took a box and said to Shitou: "Brother, take one."

The box was full of palm-sized envelopes made of thick white paper. Every believer who donated a certain amount of money could draw one.

Shitou was upset at the moment, so he drew one at random, tore open the sturdy package and took out a colorful card from it.

The color printing and cardboard cards of the Principality of Wessen can finally print beautiful color cards, which are protected by transparent thin hard plastic boards on the outside, making them look high-end and classy.

The cards sold in the church are all saints in the history of the church, including scholars, doctors, warriors, etc. It is said that whoever's card is drawn, the God of Light will send this saint to protect the card drawer through difficulties.

The one drawn by Shi Tou was a knight from more than 300 years ago.

This knight experienced countless hardships and difficulties in the war with pagans, and finally completed the task and made immortal contributions, so he was canonized.

Shi Tou solemnly put the card in his palms and put it on his forehead.

He seemed to feel that he had received divine revelation, and the disaster in front of him was just a test from the gods.

The city defense army reported the matter to the higher authorities. Originally, they thought it was an ordinary case of burglary and murder, but they did not expect that the response was a city-wide curfew and a large-scale search order.

Frederick learned of the news only the next morning.

"Have Stone's armor and sword been taken away?" Frederick frowned tightly.

Alepei said cautiously: "Yes, Shitou's family also has valuable magic crystal pots that are easy to get. There have been many cases of stealing magic crystal pots in the city recently, but the gangsters did not take them, only the armor and weapons."

"The neighbors on both sides of Shitou's house and across the street are all people from the arena. The closest families were invited to drink by their head coach last night and were not here when the incident occurred."

He had to be careful about Frederick's reaction.

After the city defense army reported the case last night, the officers found out that something happened to the family of a contestant in the real sword competition, so he notified the organizer.

Upon investigation, the organizers found out that something had happened to the contestant whom Archduke Wesson had bet on for five thousand gold coins, and immediately went to report to the Archduke of Milan in a hurry.

The Archduke of Milan was holding a small cocktail party with a cake-sharing theme at the time. When he heard the news, he dropped the wine glass in his hand and ordered that the gangsters must be arrested and brought to justice.

First, the wise and discerning Archduke Wesson bet five thousand gold coins on this player, and then this player unexpectedly defeated the player with the highest claim to win the championship in the competition. Now that the player's weapons and equipment have been taken away, will Archduke Wesson? Do you think the Principality of Milan is targeting you and preventing you from winning money?

If Archduke Wesson is dissatisfied with the Duchy of Milan because of this, and the clothing industry is not placed here, the golden rooster that lays eggs will fly away.

In Milan, the Grand Duke of Milan, who held military power, and the businessmen in the parliament, which held executive power, were discussing how to divide the cake. If Frederick walked away at this time, the Grand Duke of Milan might be so angry that his eightieth birthday would be turned into a funeral.

The head coach of the arena was the first to be caught, because he was the only one who had a huge conflict with Shitou, and that alone was enough.

The second person arrested was the grandson of the Grand Duke of Milan. He was on duty at the city gate last night and let a carriage go.

It's just that these two people are persons with status and cannot be tortured. They insist that they have nothing to do with this matter, and the relevant departments can't do anything.

Frederick made no comment on this, but said: "Let's go to the arena."

Before he could set off, Cabbage hurried over, presented a paper roll tied with a hemp rope, and said, "Sir, I found this while shopping for food this morning. We can't unravel the magic on it."

Frederick took the roll of paper and wrote on it that he would keep it himself.

There is a powerful magical energy on the hemp rope. It looks like a slip knot, but it cannot be untied no matter how hard it is.

Frederick smiled and took off the hemp rope from the paper roll like taking off a ring from his finger.

Cabbage's face turned black.

Frederick read the letter, turned to hand it to Aleppo, and said: "Give it to the Grand Duke of Milan, and go to Rey's house to arrest him."