The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

　　 "Miss Helena."

　　 Tetsuchen's thoughts floated back to the banquet more than a month ago. At that time, Miss Helena was radiant, wearing a silver satin gown with glittering roses embroidered on it. The large skirt shows the slender waist of the clothes owner.

　　 On Helena's body, bracelets, earrings, brooches, rings, and other valuable jewellery were eclipsed by her beauty. It seems that the light emitted by these treasures is just to support the beauty of this noble lady.

　　 Even Tetsuchen was fascinated by it. But just like all songs have culminations. That banquet seemed to be the culmination of Miss Helena's life. Cheerchen also heard about things after that. The young lady herself was banned, her fiance retired, and her lover locked up in a dungeon... Overnight, Miss Helena's life fell to the bottom.

　　 As soon as he thought of this, Tetsuchen couldn't help but feel sympathy again.

　　 "Miss Helena is okay?" Cheerchen asked.

　　 When Tetsuchen asked about her lady, the middle-aged woman wiped tears from the corner of her eyes with her cuff.

　　 "Not good," the middle-aged woman said sadly, "Since Catherine was put in the dungeon, the lady has washed her face with tears every day."

　　 Cheechen is silent. After Catherine was put in the dungeon, she went to see him with her colleagues in the mercenary group. The young and promising Scottish youth was confined to the lower level of the dungeon, which was dark and damp all year round, without even a single window. In such cold weather, Catherine's quilt was covered with rags and the bed was made of straw. Seeing such a situation, those colleagues who had been close to Catherine on weekdays were filled with outrage. Regardless of the obstruction of the dungeon guards, everyone sent Catherine a soft quilt and cushions. But there is only so much everyone can do. The imprisonment of Catherine is the order of Lord Feodor, and no one can disobey.

　　 "What can I do for you?" Cheer Chen couldn't help feeling so sad to see the middle-aged woman crying for her master. But Cheerchen regretted as soon as the words were spoken. Helena sent someone to find herself in such a cold sky. There must be a big deal. This matter might have something to do with Catherine.

　　 The middle-aged woman was originally sent by Helena to ask Cheerchen for help, but she didn't know how to mention it. Cheerchen took the initiative to mention "helping", just right to her heart.

　　 She immediately said: "Miss has something trivial and wants to ask you."

　　 "What's the trivial matter?" Cheerchen asked cautiously, she didn't dare to accept it indiscriminately. Some of the trivial things that these big people think of, may be big things in front of these little people like yourself.

　　 "Miss wants you to let you go out of the city alone." The middle-aged woman said.

　　 "Who release it?" Cheerchen had a vague hunch in his heart that the person Miss Helena wanted him to release was Catherine. But even he himself couldn't believe it. Catherine was locked in a dungeon. Without the order of Lord Feodor, how could Catherine rescue him? The Lord Feodor hated Catherine. If Helena's plea was useful, Catherine had been released long ago, so how could he wait until today. Taking ten thousand steps back, Miss Helena really managed to rescue Catherine, but can she let it go? Why don't you put it? Miss Helena did this, and perhaps the city lord would spare her the love of her father and daughter, but she was definitely not fruitful.

　　 Fortunately, Cheorchen didn't hear the name that scared him in the end.

　　 "A Jewish businessman wanted to go out of town to buy some food. The businessman's daughter and the young lady are friends, so please come to the young lady." The middle-aged woman said.

　　 At this time, Cheorchen was relieved. This kind of thing has not happened in this period of time. Although the road was blocked by heavy snow, and the nearby towns were all occupied by the invaders, he went out for nine deaths. But there was a shortage of food in the city, and prices rose three times a day, and some wealthy businessmen started this kind of business of getting their lives for money. They usually go out in a few sleighs, filled with gold and silver items purchased at low prices in the city, and then drag them to the towns occupied by Tsarist Russia to exchange food and wine with the quartermaster there. They didn't dare to go to the Cossacks. Taking some Cossacks would **** everything on the sleigh, and then insert the Jews into the snow as road signs.

　　 "When is that businessman going out?"

　　 "Tomorrow night. He also prepared fifty Taylors as a reward for you."

　　 Tetsuchen groaned silently. It wasn't that he didn't think that fifty Taylor's money was too little, but instinctively felt that things were not that simple. Did Miss Helena really find herself for helping her friend's father?

　　 Seeing Cheorchen hesitated, the middle-aged woman was also a little anxious. She pleaded: "Mr. Alvar, Miss really couldn't find you. Although she only met you once, she knew that you were a good person. Miss Catherine was locked in a dungeon. The conditions there are so bad that there is only one bowl of cold potato soup every day. Although the lady begged the guards to take care of Catherine as much as possible, she also asked for money. For this reason, the lady took all her jewelry. This time she helped the merchant. It’s also because the businessman asked his daughter to give benefits. You can help our lady."

After 　　 said, the middle-aged woman began to wipe her tears again.

　　 The words of the middle-aged woman were reasonable, and I couldn't help but believe it. He also knew the faces of the jailers: the front nodded and bowed, and as long as the queen didn't give money, there was no way to do things.

　　 "Well, I promise you." Cheor Chen said.

　　 "May God bless you. UU reading www.uukānshu.com" the middle-aged woman said gratefully. Obviously, this Tatar has converted to Christianity in Smolensk for so many years.

　　 "May God bless Miss Helena." After Cheer Chen finished speaking, he took Taylor from the middle-aged woman, and after thinking about it, he returned 20 of them to the middle-aged woman.

　　 The middle-aged woman turned down and left thankfully.

　　 "Tetsuchen, why have you been there for so long?"

　　 After Cheerchen returned to the wooden shed, Pidro asked strangely.

　　 "It's nothing, Uncle Pidro. It's a servant of a Jewish merchant's house." For some reason, Cheerchen didn't want his uncle to know that Miss Helena was involved.

　　 "Again, you want to steal out of the city and resell supplies?" When it heard it was a businessman, Pidro thought about this. In fact, this kind of thing happens almost every day, and the guards at the gates are no surprise.

　　 "Well, yes." Cheorchen replied.

　　 "How much did he offer?" Piedro asked.

　　 "Here, it's all here." Cheerchen found out the thirty Taylors.

　　 "That's it? This **** it's bullying you." Seeing that there was only this money, Pidro's eyebrows were raised. He has done a few orders of this kind of thing, all of which are above fifty or sixty Taylors.

The people next to 　　 only got the money when they saw it, and they started clamoring. Everyone means the same thing, that is, Cheerchen has received less.

　　 "How much should I charge then?" Cheorchen asked blankly.

　　 "At least fifty Taylors."

　　 "Seventy is not too much."

　　 Everyone rushes.

　　 Tetsuchen learned that the fifty taylors offered by the middle-aged woman was the market price.

　　 "Forget it, I'll pay the tuition this time." Piedro said, but after that, he immediately changed his words: "I'll pay for it when he comes back."