Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

"You first ask the Duke Claus in the south to lead the Prairie Army to march south, and then guard the southern border. Then let his son Noben Claus come to Eagle Head City and tell him to be careful of the threat from Hesse Wine City. "

The old man wrote down what the king said suspiciously, and raised his head to confirm after writing a few words.The little king ignored him and continued, "Let Ron Bullland from the west go to meet the Sand Scorpions and tell them to go around Vulcan Castle before coming to Eagle Head City."

"Next, go to Exlid and ask him to send as many Vulcan believers and apologists to Eagle Head City as possible. I need a list of how many people have been sent."

The old man quickly wrote down the king's arrangement, and the moment he stopped writing, the king continued: "After notifying Exlid, let the Duke of Lastor lead his men to collect all the resources in the suburbs. Burned. If there are refugees, they will all be driven to the south and asked the members of the Claus family to clean them up."

"Let my two cousins ​​and four nephews lead their own soldiers to the castle to protect my safety."

"Ask General Foley to guard the Grand Knights' Association, and the remnants of Hassan Heron in the province are trying to make up their minds."

"Send seven samurai and a hundred mages to Tongtian Tower in Tianhu to guard the prisoners inside."

"Check the beacon tower, and if you find anyone who is negligent in their duties, I will hang you to death."

"Ask the guards to start a curfew and search for scouts and spies outside the city."

"Recruit another fifty jailers, lock all the prisons, and kill them if something goes wrong, from top to bottom, and whoever is responsible will lose his head."

"Smear all the dead bodies with asphalt and hang them on the city wall."

"Call the young masters and ladies of the nobility to hold a salon, and ask the secretary to write me a passionate and touching donation speech."

"Preachers, priests, and monks to appease the minds and cheer up the troops. Leave it to Exlide."

"Let the ascetic knight manage the granary, and don't let the people sent by Hassan Heron get in."

"Let—" At this point, the old man interrupted: "Your Majesty, I can't write on this paper!"

"Write it on your clothes!" The king frowned. "Don't you have any brains? What kind of housekeeper are you?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." The old man said fearfully.

So the king continued to arrange, and then there were various arrangements for medical treatment, order, supplies, post-war measures, etc., until the steward's robe was filled, and this was not finished.

"One last order," said the king gravely, "get me some mulled wine and fresh milk, and a change of clothes and sheets, and oh, and bring Jaffy's cat—in a box! Don't Let that guy go. Well, thanks."

The manager finished memorizing the last order with a blank face, and then asked: "Your Majesty, is there any more?"

"That's all, you go, come to me when you're done." He drank water to moisten his throat, "Hurry up, hurry up, before I—" Before he softened, he almost said this sentence.

The old man hurriedly took his leave, and before he could go far, the king shouted like a peddler at the market: "My girls, my darlings, come and love your little king!" He rang the bell, and he The princesses all ran out of the palace.Someone is lighting a fire, someone is pouring wine, someone is cutting a cake, and the promiscuous party exclusive to the northern royal family continues!

Xiao Wang Guo lay on Ke Laia's belly, pinched Vivienne's feet, and held Circe's nipple in his mouth, thinking in his heart: finally one thing is settled again, and finally he can be at peace for another whole day.

But the peaceful time will eventually pass away, and soon I will have a bloody fight with the little trident.

[-]% of my orders are to guard against "my own people", and only [-]% are to deal with him. I'm afraid that man must have seen this point before he dared to offend me?thought the king.

Circe's nipples were hard and she moaned with pleasure; the king was hard as well, so he fucked her in a different position.Every time his waist moved, a second of time passed.

If only time could stop, he thought now.

But time doesn't stop.

After moving his waist hundreds of times, he stopped to rest.

He lowered his head in front of Tianhu Lake, and saw the buds growing at his feet, and the fragrance of grass blowing to his face; the green branches and new leaves, green and pleasant; when he looked up, he saw the sparkling water of Tianhu Lake, and everything was full of vitality. He couldn't help thinking: What is the use of the king?The flowers, the grass, the sun, the moon and the stars do not listen to me.

The spring I hate the most is finally here, huh, what a sunny March!

The call of spring dawn, four

The call of spring dawn, four

(Drell Hansrock -)

"My lord! The river is open! The river is open!" An excited voice said from downstairs.

Dreyer woke up from the big soft bed, and the petite water lily sat cross-legged beside him, looking at him and smiling. "My lord, do you want to get up now?"

"Wait." Dreyer pointed to his lips, and the water lily knew it, and bent down to give him a kiss on the lips.

"You can get up now," said Dryer.

Water Lily giggled.A beam of sunlight squeezed through the curtains and fell on her.Dreyer looked at his bride's body in a daze—the skin of the water lily was just like the name, like a tender white lotus root, Dreyer didn't dare to pinch it hard, for fear of squeezing out water.

Today is the third day of his wedding, and his groom sang songs day and night for three days, almost never sobering up.Now he is the mayor of Rotten Flesh Beach and a newly promoted priest of the church.He has dual powers in his hands, and people come to curry favor with him.So when he got married, all the landlords around Rotten Flesh Beach came, and many wealthy businessmen also came to Wine City.All of these people had business dealings with Delair, and his business was getting bigger and bigger.

He has contacts with three wine estates, and with the contacts accumulated by Saliva in the early years, he has known many wine merchants.This has accumulated a large amount of goods for him, and the business of Delaire Winery has become more and more prosperous.

However, this winter is too abominable. In previous years, the port of Rotten Flesh Beach was supposed to open the river, but it was still frozen in March this year.Delair's three large ships could not get out, and every moment of delay cost many gold coins.He was very distressed.

Although there are porters and chariots and horses for transportation, how can land transportation be as convenient as water transportation?

The people downstairs yelled again, saying, "My lord, the river is open! Really, I won't lie to you, come and see!"

Open the river?Dreyer sat up suddenly, water lily was startled.He pulled open the curtains, and the midday sun made him unable to keep his eyes open.So he closed his eyes and yelled: "Who the hell is talking about breaking the river? Huh?"

Sariva shouted from below: "I! My lord, it's me..." He paused, "Anyway, it's the river! Come and see."

Dreyer opened his eyes a little, and shouted downstairs: "Fuck you, it was still cold last night! Are you lying to a ghost?"

"It's true, my lord! I can't believe it either, maybe it's the night god's apparition, and the ice will be gone in one night! Come and take a look, the pier is about to leave the boat!"

Dreyer's eyes widened all of a sudden, he looked at the sun, the golden scorching sun made him unable to open his eyes.He thought to himself: Fuck you motherfucker, where did you go last month?Did you fucking come out suddenly to expose me to death?

Then Dreyer dressed like a caught adulterer and ran downstairs. "Take me to the docks!" he said. "Come on, ride!"

So he and Sariva rode to the port pier of Rotten Meat Beach. At this moment, they could see the sparkling light and rippling water, and only a few pieces of broken ice were floating on the shore. As long as the fishing boat touched it, the ice would disperse.The big boats stopped on the shore while drinking water, and there were fishermen on the small boats shouting to go fishing.

The Minister of Harbor Affairs appointed by Delaire is working at the port. The Minister of Harbor Affairs, De Kun, wears a three-cornered hat. He puts his hand on his waist and points to the workers with one hand to give orders: "You bunch of slackers! Haven't you eaten? Lift that, that anchor. Get up, you guys go together!"

The pier is very busy, people are running around, sweat is dripping on the wooden boards, as if it has just rained here.

Dreyer hurriedly asked De Kun and said, "Director! What... what's going on?"

As soon as Captain De Kun saw him, he said loudly: "My lord, you are here! Now the pier can be operated. I heard early in the morning that there are merchant ships on the canal coming to us, so I opened it without asking you." The pier. I don't think you want to miss this wave of boats, do you?"

"No problem, well done! Clean this up for me, the boat is here to collect money! Are our workers and mules and horses ready? The boat will come soon, but there is work to do!"

The captain said: "All arrangements have been made. We can collect the money when the ship arrives."

"What about food and fresh water?"

"All."

"For the price..."

The captain pondered for a moment, then raised three fingers and said, "Three times as high!"

"You are a fucking shrewd businessman!" Dreyer patted him on the shoulder heavily, "You are very good, minister!"

Durkun laughed and said, "Of course! That's what I was treated at the pier, and now the roles are reversed, my lord!"

Delaire clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "Yes, people used to drink our blood, but now we have to eat their flesh! By the way, invite everyone else to have a meeting, right here!"

After a while, Delair's cadres all came to the dock.Magnolia from the Police Department was the first to arrive at the scene, to be exact, she had been there from the beginning.Previously she was patrolling the other end of the harbor.Then came the men from the Harbor Department, Black Shark and Old Mane.Finally, the necromancer and the water lily.

They had a meeting on the pier, and Delaire made arrangements for the pier for the next few days. "Remember, let the laborers grab the goods when the ship arrives, it's not robbery, it's to carry the goods for them!" Dreyer told the captain, "Every ship must enjoy our services, and he must use my People! Tell him not to stop the boat and let him go to the next pier if you don’t use my people!” Next pier?Then he has to go abroad!Dreyer thought to himself, Rotten Flesh Beach is the last stop of the waterway in the Mid Valley, if I don't kill them hard, can I let them go?

"Food and water are more expensive, but the quality is also high. By the way, let the prostitutes dress me up a little bit more. Those boys have been hungry and thirsty at sea for several months, and they are willing to spend any money for women! "

"The most important thing is that I have to pay taxes on all the money! Just as I said before, there are taxes on shipping, housing, food and water, and prostitution! Oh yes, they are all In the name of the God of the Night, this is all charity money for the God of the Night. When each ship comes, we will send someone to keep accounts for them, and we will settle the bill together when we leave."

The subordinates were dumbfounded, and Water Lian persuaded him, "My lord, the charge is too harsh, and there will be no money next year."

How could Dreyer not know this truth?But that's what he's going to do, he's going to squeeze the value out of the Rotten Flesh.After all, Rotten Meat Beach is the territory of the nobles of the wine city, no matter how much capital he accumulates here, he is still making wedding dresses for others.He wants to transfer assets to a truly safe place.

The former Black Rat City, the future Hansrock Castle.

The call of spring dawn, five

The call of spring dawn, five

Once he bought the castle, he was a legal landowner, and he could do whatever he wanted in his territory even without a title.The arena, the wine estate, the grand theater and the castle, when he finishes all these, he will become the richest man in the Hessen Valley.

However, most of his men were short-sighted and could not understand Delair's intentions.Dreyer didn't want to explain now, lest they be sloppy.So he dismissed the meeting, and on the way back, Water Lily still persuaded him: "You will be scolded for doing this, my lord, and people will not come here in the future."

Dreyer said: "Let them scold! I just want to make a lot of money."

"Then what about next year?"

"Naturally there will be other places to make money next year! I need money now, and the money in Rotten Routan is my funds, the more the better! With this money, I can run real big business."

Water Lily looked at him, "Really big deal? What do you mean?"

"I'm going to run the Colosseum and my wine estate - Hansrock Castle! Understand? And then I'm going to do business with the Baylands, and I'm going to ship my goods to Shrimp Bay, and then export them to Rich of the Reach,"

"It may be that there is going to be a war in the Gulf." Water Lily murmured.

"Who told you that?"

"Everyone says so."

"War?" Dreyer laughed, "I don't care if they fight a war? He hits his, and I earn mine!"

Yes, they beat theirs, and I earn mine.

I figured it out, it doesn't matter whoever wins!Oh, anyway, businessmen don't have a motherland, so love whoever you want!

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(razor--)

The white snow melted into a stream, and the snowflakes were crystal clear.The air is no longer so icy and pungent, and when walking on the road, you can already step on solid ground instead of soft white snow.

"How long until we're there, Nat?" asked the girl on Razor's shoulders.

"Soon," he said, "an hour at the most."

They were trapped in the snow mountain for a long time, they used their body heat to keep warm and survived this terrible winter.Razor is not afraid of the cold, even he can go out hunting in the snow, but Netway has been very weak since he was small.She had no magic power or even strength, but she just stuck in Razor's arms and said, "Nat, hold me!"

Razor couldn't get angry with a ten-year-old kid, so he said: "Since you have become a kid, you should act more like a kid."

"Then, give me candy?" Little Knightway stretched out a pair of small palms towards him, "Eat candy!" She smiled like a child.

That's how Razor came along the way, and little Nateway usually hangs on him, acting like a baby with him.When Netwig was pestering him like this before, he would say, "Go away, you bitch!" But now he can't say that, how can a gentleman say to a ten-year-old girl, "Go away, bitch!" son"?Razor can't do it.

I made a mistake saving her, thought Razor. I should have buried her in the snow.

Soon, they returned to Hummingbird City.At this moment, Hummingbird City has restored some of its pastoral scenery. Large areas of flowers outside the city have begun to grow. The dead branches have sprouted buds, and the flowers bloomed rapidly under the urging of the potion.It is conceivable that in the near future, this place will become a sea of ​​flowers again.

Razor wanted to go directly to Hummingbird Castle, but then he thought: it's better to be careful.After all, I have a child with me, and if something happens, I may not be able to take care of her.

He observed the town from the outside: he found that there were no refugees, the huts had been demolished, and the witches had planted flowers and plants in the place where the refugees gathered; up.Razor thought to himself: Isrit will not ignore these poor people, something must have happened.

So he entered Hummingbird City in disguise, first to find out the news.

Razor learned how to inquire about information in the temple, and he went to taverns, brothels, casinos and pawnshops; asked for information with gold coins and daggers.Soon, he determined a very terrible thing:

The lord of Hummingbird City, Islet, gave birth to a devil, and now she has been expelled from the city.

And a man named "Razor" is wanted in the city.The wanted notice stated: The man was a 20-year-old youth, handsome, wearing a black robe, and without hands.And he may also be accompanied by a tall lady in red.

But now the razor is like this: wearing rough cloth, with prosthetic hands in his hands, mud and fake beards on his face, speaking in a false voice, he looks 40 years old.Knightway plays his daughter, a dirty peasant girl.

After learning about this, Razor thought to himself: I can avenge Isrit, but I can't solve the problem even if I kill all the witches.If I were her, I would definitely want to regain the title, not destroy my castle.

After returning this time, Razor fully realized one thing: force cannot solve all problems, and he became calmer and better at thinking.

Fighting really made him grow.The fierce god in the secret realm taught him: there is a sky beyond the sky, your strength is not invincible.To defeat a strong enemy, you need the help of your friends.

And this harsh winter has taught him: some things cannot be settled with two swords, just like you cannot cut off the north wind with two swords.

So Razor didn't act rashly, he quietly left Hummingbird City and decided to do other things first.They stayed overnight in a tavern on the outskirts of the city, and the two of them sat in the upstairs room, and he ordered sweet mead for Netwig, while he drank petal tea.

"Where are we going next?" little Knightway asked him.

"I'm going to find out about Madam on the way, and then we'll go to the rotten meat beach to find Dreyer."

"Shall we go back to the temple of Dara Kasha?"

"I won't go back for the time being. I will leave everything to the Faceless Ranger. We will be free for the next few months."

"Free?" Little Knightway grinned and opened her mouth, showing two canine teeth, "Just the two of us? Traveling around? Then I want to go first... let's go to the wine city of Hesse first! I want to drink the wine there!"

"You can't drink now, little girl," Razor said with a smile.

"What do you call me?" Little Knightway sternly said, "I'm 15 years old!" She opened her arms and said, "15 years old, 15 years old! I've already had my period and can have a baby. Can you say I'm a little girl?"