I'm working on infrastructure in Xihuan

The streets of Sovina City are bustling with people coming and going.

Especially on the avenue leading from the city gate to the central square, there are many shops with a complete range of goods, and the grandeur of the big city can always amaze guests from other places.

If the willpower is not so good, halfway through a street, the wallet will have to be emptied.

Ned walked past those shops with the bread in his arms, his footsteps hurried, avoiding the bustling crowd with precision and ease.

He was thinking about the situation in his hometown of Velvet, and he was worried that the early winter snow would reduce the grain production, and he was also afraid that the cold would cause wild animals to come out of the mountains to look for food, so the Hall clan living in the forest would be the first to suffer.

He was absorbed in his thoughts, but he immediately returned to his senses when he heard a slight noise in his ears—the sheriff led the city guards shouting and driving pedestrians to both sides of the road, and rushed all the way to clear a wide and smooth road.

What kind of nobleman is here again...

Ned subconsciously pulled the hood of the cloak down again.He stood in the crowd without moving forward or backward. Although he wanted to move back and stay away from the crowd, the force of the surrounding crowd made him unable to take a step.

Everyone wanted to stand back and watch the excitement. From the horses pulling the carts to the tassels decorated on the carriages, the affairs of the nobles always made them chat for a long time.

Ned moved his position along with the flow of people, his cloak was messed up a bit, and a few strands of bright silver hair leaked out from under the hood.

He knew that the people around him probably noticed it, that's why he heard a few sharp gasps from the side. Not only did the force of pushing him forward disappear instantly, but there was still a few centimeters around him that no one dared to approach. Vacuum belt.

Only a Hall tribe like him would have bright silver hair, thanks to those bards full of nonsense, they clearly take money to do things and reputable mercenaries, but in the eyes of commoners they look like evil spirits that can eat people.

Well, even though he killed people with a knife, cut off his hands and feet and carried his head to settle bills with his employer, Ned couldn't deny that he hadn't done it.

He shrugged inwardly, listening to the noise of approaching carriages and horses—a few seconds later he frowned and squinted to look in the direction where the sound was approaching. The convoy had not yet appeared in his sight, but he was sure What I heard was by no means the sound that an ordinary carriage should have.

There will not be such a dull sound when the horse's hooves hit the ground, there will be no neighing echo when the horse breathes, and the movement of the wheels when they roll over the ground is so heavy that it seems to be able to bend the road.

When the convoy appeared in sight, Ned saw the bright light reflected by the jewels on the roof of the carriage.

No, that shouldn't be called a "carriage", it's clearly a mobile and exquisite residence, the eaves of the two-story building are upturned, lights are shining under the eaves, and the walls are carved with exquisite patterns, circling and turning like entangled vines.

Ned recognized that it was a protective magic pattern from the hands of a mage. The magic crystal embedded in the pattern provided the energy to drive the magic pattern, and also filled these patterns with colorful, bright and magnificent colors.

It is impossible for ordinary horses to pull such a huge monster, and the chains are connected to pull the carriage forward are eight horned horses covered in armor.The foals, as tall as two men, were powerful, and their black and shiny carapaces gave them a formidable look, and the carapaces were inlaid with rubies as decorations.

The red banner spread out behind the horned foal, with golden griffins and white roses embroidered on it, it should be the owner's family crest.The guards guarding the surroundings were all riding white horses without a single hair. What Ned saw was their fine standard light armor, which also had patterns of griffins and roses on it.

Unassuming, extravagant, unapproachable.

The passers-by who were chattering and watching the excitement just now suddenly became silent as if their tongues were cut - this kind of battle is definitely not an ordinary aristocratic trip, they silently bowed and saluted to the frame, lowered their heads and dared not say any more Have a look.

……

After all, if you see too much, you will really be blinded by the jewels.

Lucien covered his face and sighed. He was in the carriage, but he felt a sense of exposure like a public execution.

No, he didn't mean that he didn't like this carriage. As long as he was a person with normal aesthetics, no one could deny that this carriage was exquisite, luxurious and ingenious. It should be a work of art in a museum.

But Lucien's liking is limited to looking at it from a distance, and it would be boring to let him live in it and go north all the way to the public exhibition.

After crossing, his broken body has not been very supportive for him to see the outside world with his own eyes. The activity area is wandering around his palace, so he can finally go out. He also looks forward to enjoying the scenery and culture of the other world, just like traveling on a train. Arrived at the fief.

Of course, he knew he was disillusioned when he saw the carriage.With such a golden and blinding carriage standing there, any fool would know that it was a great nobleman, so whenever he saw anyone along the way, Lucien only saw the top of his head bent over in salute.

It has nothing to do with whether he is abolished or not. It has nothing to do with whether he is the former prince of the Central Empire and now the Duke. No one will allow him to be "shabby" or "disgraceful" outside. The more resplendent and resplendent it is.

Who made the class society of nobles and commoners in this world still rank ahead of the natural power? In principle, if the strongest mage is not a nobleman, he still has to salute Lucien, a waste.

All the extravagance and wealth given to him are just to maintain the class system of this society.

Lucien yawned and closed the curtain sleepily.

When he looked around, he could only see the top of the house if he wanted to see the landmark Sorvina Temple, and he had to straighten his neck and stare with impoliteness, which was disapproved by Anna. His eyes poke at him.

Forget it, why bother.

……

Lucien drew the curtains, and Ned escaped from the saluting crowd. He pulled his cloak carefully before walking forward.

Pass through the central square of Sovina City, and then pass through a few houses with beautiful gardens, and you will find the streets and alleys where blacksmiths and pharmacists gather.The two sides of the stone-paved road are high, and the sewage discharged from the weapon shop and the pharmacy gathers in the low-lying place in the middle of the road and flows into the river at the end of the street.

Therefore, the smell of this river is always not very good. There are dense green algae floating on the surface of the river. Ned has never seen fish in this river. The stone bridge connecting the two banks is muddy, slippery and covered with green moss, and his feet are unstable. It is unavoidable to go down and be baptized several times.

Ned walked across the bridge with the bread in his arms. The bread he brought back from his part-time job had lost the last trace of heat because he had just seen the excitement of the nobles.

The houses on the other side of the stone bridge were much dilapidated, and the alleys between the houses were rustling, and it was unclear whether it was rats or people. In the dark, there were eyes staring at the bread in Ned's arms and the buttoned pocket. .

——After Ned took off his hood, the sneaky look disappeared immediately.

They recognized him as Hall.

No one wants to confront the silver-haired Hall for a little profit, especially this is not a Hall who is alone, but a Hall who is in a group with his tribe.

Ned belonged to a ten-member mercenary team [Issy]. The captain was Issy Holroyer, who was two years older than him. Among all mercenaries, they can be regarded as a fairly good level.

They came to Sovina City a few days ago because of an escort mission. After handing in the mission, they just settled down and settled down. They didn't have time to get acquainted with the "rats" in the alley, otherwise there would be no need for him to take off the hood, the rats You can smell the unpleasant smell on him.

The temporary camp of the Yixi team is in a two-story hut on the corner of the street, which is specially rented out to them as short-term rental houses for mercenaries.

"I'm back." Ned pushed open the door, and the people in the room were cleaning the desks and cabinets that couldn't be cleaned. Ned also noticed that the potholes and muddy ground had been filled and compacted when he first arrived. Much neater.

The corners of his mouth lifted up slightly.

If there is no accident, they will not accept any more missions in the short term, and at least they will stay here for half a month or a month. It is not a bad thing to improve the quality of life.

"Dillo, are you here?" Ned asked, handing over the bread in his hand, "Issie and the others are gone?"

"Yeah." Di Lu nodded sullenly, took the bread with his hands on his trousers, turned around and put the bread in the kitchen.

He was limping, and the lower half of his left leg was supported by a wooden stick—he was bitten off by a wild beast during a certain expedition. If his companions hadn't pulled him out desperately, he would have died in it.

But he only recovered one life, and his disability made him the one who was holding back in the mission.According to the rules of Hall's mercenaries, the team would not take the initiative to abandon him, but he consciously retreated from the front line to the logistics position, tidying up the laundry and cooking all in one hand, in order to get his share of the reward.

But when their team returned to their hometown of Velvet, Dilu would have to leave the team to fend for himself, and the mercenary team would not embark on the journey again with a burden.

Hot soup was warming in the kitchen. Di Lu took out a bowl of soup, cut off a small piece of bread and soaked it in the soup. This was Ned's breakfast.After drinking in two or three gulps, Ned patted his stomach, waved his hands and yawned, and returned to his room.

Their team shared a room with two people, and the captain Izzy lived with him—this is a good roommate he snatched after a fight. Will clean up Ned's messy bed.

Ned tore away Issy's washed quilt and buried it happily, and the exhaustion from working all night surged up in an instant.

He needs to get a good night's sleep, the job of the newly hired doorkeeper in the entertainment hall is more exhausting than making him squat all night, the girls in that kind of entertainment venue are either scared to death of him or touch him endlessly, That is to say, he can sign a mercenary labor contract and get a good salary, so he is willing to listen to the girls' dry fire with their eyes closed and work on.

But Yixi's new job wasn't much better. The aristocrats were much harder to deal with than the Huanguan girls.

This is one of the rare times when Ned is grateful for Hall's "good" reputation, after all, his good captain has a very beautiful skin.