Law of the Dragon

The work efficiency of the Minister of Finance is very high, especially he believes that the hourly salary of the elves working in the imperial capital is too high, and every minute must be used to the fullest, so he negotiated a contract with Marvin that night to save Remuneration upon return to Norman.

So Eros was urged to get on the horse that day and head to the third district.

"Wait, wait a minute!" Eros hurriedly grabbed the horse's rein, and protested to the old but still brute-force Chancellor of the Exchequer, "Look at what time it is now, the sun hasn't come out yet..."

"The autumn is crisp and fresh, just right for the road!" The Minister of Finance said immediately, and while letting Larry get on the horse, he instructed, "Be careful on the road, and contact the local chief cabinet immediately if you have anything to do."

"Wait a minute!" Eros stopped him and said, "I heard from Thakro that the king's trip usually needs to be prepared two or three months in advance, and a large team of troops is required to escort him. What's going on with you? Where's my guard?" ! Where's my entourage! Where's my chef..."

"Your Majesty!" the Minister of Finance said earnestly, "The situation is urgent now, and it is clearly written in the contract that if Norman dies, we will not get any money. Do you still have to worry about it under such an urgent situation?" Guard of honor?"

"But……"

"Look, vegetables, fruits, and beef have been loaded into a carriage for you!" The chancellor said sadly, "The entourage has also been assigned to you, and a large group of elf guards have also traveled with you. What are you dissatisfied with?" !"

This kind of accusation was very severe, and Eros was speechless for a while—but!Still feel something is wrong.

"I'm a king after all..."

The Minister of Finance persuaded the other elves to get on the horse, and turned around and said, "Do you still want to bring human knights? Then... can Hasen go with you?"

"...Let's forget it," Eros waved his hand regardless of Hasen's injured face, "Let's hurry up."

Now all the royal horses have been replaced by elf horses, which have been improved in speed, comfort and appearance, so the journey that originally took half a month now only takes seven or eight days to reach the third district.Of course, if you walk from the magic circle in the Valley of the Elves, it will be faster, but Eros is impatient and entangled with Gabriel again.

"But, won't His Excellency follow?" Larry sat on a maroon horse and looked at Eros in confusion.

I finally understood what was wrong, because when I was in the human world, Duke Thakro was always by my side every time I traveled, but now it was replaced by Larry and Camilla, which was really a bit uncomfortable.

But that's fine too, Eros looked up at the bright blue sky, and an eagle spread its wings and flew over their heads, he thought, sooner or later he would have to return to a person's life, it's not a bad thing to get used to it sooner.

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The dead man has been very idle recently. Ever since he helped Duke Sacre seal the king, he seems to have been forgotten in the corner by everyone, er, to be correct, forgotten in the dungeon.

Fortunately, he is not a person who is afraid of loneliness, so without the unreasonable demands of Duke Sacre, he can live more freely.Although the Duke has repeatedly promised to improve the quality of his diet, it has not been fulfilled.

Maybe he is too busy!The deceased comforted himself by saying that he did not have high requirements for food anyway, because he had more important things to do than eat.

He changed his clothes today to make himself look like a melancholy old man of the middle class. The deceased still admired his appearance, because there are still people in this country who respect the old and love the young. This is whether a country can exist for a long time one of the rules.He looked in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and walked out the door with his sleeves rolled up.

Recently, the atmosphere in the entire Duke's mansion is not good, because Duke Sacre has a bad face every day, as if the whole world owes him money, and he doesn't plan to pay it back.All the servants who rely on him are living in fear, but Miss Delia is busy choosing a husband and is active in the whole social circle. When talking about her cousin, she always looks melancholy, worrying that the future sister-in-law will come again. It's going to be delayed.

But the deceased heard some gossip from the servants about the future duchess.Speaking of it, this matter is quite twists and turns, because General Yarrow comes to quarrel almost every day, and it seems to be about the future duchess.

When the servants passed by the living room, they could always hear some ambiguous words, probably some "Why, I think he did a good job!" or "Stop saying bad things about him, Yarrow, if you insult him again One word from him, I promise to throw white gloves on you!" and so on.So, everyone began to guess which family the future duchess is from, or a princess from a nearby country. However, how could she turn a pair of good friends against each other?What a mysterious girl!Even the gloomy dungeon couldn't stop the rumors from advancing. In the dungeon where the dead were, everyone discussed every day what they had quarreled with the previous day, and of course it was all about the duchess-to-be!

The deceased was not dissatisfied with this kind of life, he lived a worse life, compared to that time, this place is simply heaven, and Duke Sacre didn't restrict his freedom, he could leave at any time.Of course, he had nowhere else to go, or he wouldn't be so bored in the dungeon of the Church, but the food there was really good.

The dead walked out of the upper city in such a fair manner, passed through the lower city, and went directly to the slums.

The slum area has always been known as "dirty, chaotic, and poor". Since the last incident of a dark sacrifice, it has been ordered to rectify several times, but even today, it has returned to its previous state.

It's autumn now, and the weather in the imperial capital is so bad in autumn, but today is a rare sunny day.Even on sunny days, the slums have an unpleasant smell, and the livestock raised here shuttle through the narrow streets, the ground is full of straw and garbage, and there is almost no place to step down.

Of course the dead person didn't bother to come to such a place. He was a nobleman before. Of course, that was a long time ago. Since he started wandering, that identity has nothing to do with him.However, occasionally he still misses that kind of life. If he has the opportunity to go back to the past, he will still choose this kind of life. He is born to pursue strength, no matter how many times he chooses, he will still end up in this end.

Of course, he came to the slums for only one purpose, and that was the black market here.

The black market in the slums has a long history, and although the slums in the imperial capital of Sildur are not the largest black market on the continent, it is no problem to rank in the top five, so most of the things he wants can be obtained. Find it here.Of course, the duke won't pay him a salary, it's good enough to take him in, so he can only make money by himself.

The dead will sell some of the powders he made himself to the middleman here, in exchange for gold and silver coins, or simply exchange for other potions.

"Your things are very popular, I want more," the businessman looked at the dead man and his bag, "I can add some money to you, I haven't seen such a good one for a long time." something."

The deceased was a little proud: "You're pretty good, boss, but I can only make so much of this potion each time, you can give me a higher price, otherwise, today is the last transaction."

"Come on," the businessman exclaimed, "this is the third price increase this month!"

"It's worth the price," the dead man said softly, taking out the bottles of potions in his pocket and putting them on the table, "You know, they will buy it, don't they?"

The businessman gave him a sad look, then put the potions into the cabinet at the back without saying a word, took out another package from the box next to it, and pushed it in front of the deceased, "This is what you asked for last time, I really put in a lot of effort to get it together.”

"I know you can do it," the dead man smiled and took the things.

The businessman smiled. It would be great if the transaction can be conducted with mutual respect.He paused and asked, "I know you're from Uptown, so I want to ask you something."

"Let's talk," the dead man took the burden and opened it one by one to check, all of which are needed for his research, "If I know, I will tell you unconditionally." I hope it's not about their duchess-to-be. , His ears were already callused. Could it be that even two such thick walls couldn't stop Bagua from advancing?

"It's about the elves," said the merchant, leaning closer to the dead man. "There have been a lot of elves recently, especially in the palace...everyone is in a panic here. Do you know what happened?"

Humans and elves are no longer in contact with each other. It is almost an ironclad fact. I didn't expect that there would be so many elves in the imperial capital of Hildo, and these elves also have various professions, even chefs. This is Something that has never happened in the Demon God War.

"Ah, that's because the elves owe the king money," said the dead man. When he heard the news in the duke's mansion, he was also very surprised, but recalling the king's character and his obsession with money, the elves wanted face again. His ability is not high, and it will be a matter of time before he is determined by the king.

"God of Light!" the merchant yelled, yelling the name of the god he didn't trust to show his position, "The elves will also pay back the money, which is really strange, it seems that the new king is quite powerful Well."

"It can only be said that it's not bad..." The deceased thought with lingering fear, remembering the situation where Duke Sacre sealed the king, the two huge forces intersected, almost tore through the entire imperial capital, and he was still a little scared.

"Your Majesty, the new king blessed by the God of Light," the businessman said happily. If he could buy some things from the elves, he would definitely be able to sell them here for a lot of money, and it seems that they are quite short of money now. Why even the cooks are working part-time.

The deceased shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and after chatting with the businessman for a while, he walked out of the shop slowly, walked around several other shops, and then walked out of the city slowly.

Today's weather is very good, it is quite suitable for hiking, but the deceased did not come to wander outside the city, he walked to a secluded forest far away from the official road, making sure that this is a good place to dump corpses, and then slowly turned around .

"I've never heard that necromancers always have more than four pairs of eyes?" He said slowly, the shadows of the trees cast on him, his old expression didn't fluctuate at all, and the black shadows around his feet seemed to change. It became alive, moving wildly, like a vicious dog eager to get rid of its master's confinement, aggressive and malicious.

A few people jumped down from the trees where he came from. They couldn't be seen from their clothes, but according to the experience of the dead, they should be mercenaries from some adventure guilds.