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Chapter 208 Ours!

"The latest news from Wagner, Alexander's brothers and sisters are all dead, as are his parents." Russell said, "This is not a common thing. Alexander is furious and bloodbathed the court. In any case, it must be a priority for him things to deal with."

Cecil asked unexpectedly: "Where are his parents still alive?"

"Alive." Russell said, "Why do you think his parents are dead?"

The king riders all laughed.

"Actually, these are his biological parents. He is the nephew of the previous king. When the previous king passed away, all the direct descendants died." Russell looked at Tifa, "You should know the details, right?"

"Of course, the faces of those people who died under my hands are not very good-looking." Tifa smiled and said, "Alexander became the former king's... Well, adopted son, it seems that I can't say the same. Anyway, his biological son My father is the brother of the previous king, a twin brother. It is amazing that he is the most similar in appearance to the previous king among all the juniors, so he is especially loved by the king. Taking advantage of this, I cleared everything for him before the previous king passed away. obstacles, he was able to ascend to that throne."

"Wow." Cecil raised his eyebrows, "It's really a classic court drama, so what do you think is going on this time?"

"It's probably Wagner's fault. Most likely it was instructed by Alexander." Tifa said mercilessly, "Alexander is outside, a perfect alibi."

Wagner was the young cavalier who took over Tifa's post. Langdon and Cecil had said a lot about this student. To some extent, he was Langdon's least favorite student and also his favorite student.

"Speaking of which." Cecil frowned, "How do I remember that I heard a knight named Wagner?" In his memory, there was indeed a knight named Wagner, but it was not a real person, but a parchment. Information.

"Wang Qi's pseudonym has a roster, and they are basically selected from these names." Langdon explained.

Cecil said inexplicably: "Why do you want to do this? Isn't it very troublesome to record like this?"

"It's one of the laws of the will. Royal knights who use these names will be more sensitive and more likely to feel the emotions of men." Russell said, "It was formulated by a senior."

Ah, it's been a long time since I heard the "masterpiece" of the seniors of the Gay Knights. Cecil actually missed it for a while, but the current predicament still needs to be resolved: "Alexander was stimulated, and he suddenly targeted us. gone?"

"It's not against us. He's not only asking for food from our family, but also from other families." Langdon looked at the message, "It's not a magical country. Magical countries generally don't store food on a large scale. After all, everyone Knowing magic, a glass of magic water and a piece of magic bread a day, at least you can survive.”

Cecil said: "Didn't you say that some low-level mages only know one spell?"

"That's an extreme situation, such as just being promoted." Langdon sighed, "The most important thing is that we didn't do any intelligence precautions. It stands to reason that we should be prepared when we participate in the Battle of St. Panier. We have reserves Everyone knows about the granary, and even the location of the granary has not been particularly hidden, which is not good."

Cecil looked up to the sky and sighed, "No way, no one."

David, who has management experience, was entrusted with a "heavy task" as soon as he entered the Middle Kingdom after the quarantine period and became the mayor of Ebo. Facts have proved that he is indeed capable, and the process of transforming Ebo into a transportation hub is very smooth. , The plan presented is also very organized.

"By the way, why did Fred stay suddenly? He even went into the research center and found out the details?" Cecil looked at Langdon, "I always forgot to ask, what exactly happened while I was asleep?" ?”

"Very busy." Russell said.

"It's messy." Oakes said.

"You slept well." Tifa said in a low voice, "We've been battered."

"Can I have a vacation because I was overworked during that time?" Jory asked.

"No." Cecil said calmly, "Civil servants don't have holidays." Seeing that Jory was about to speak, he added, "Nor does the king!"

With a look of lovelessness on Jory's face, he simply lay down on the table. I have to say, it's good to let go of your nature, but Cecil really wants that hard-working mature man Wang Qi, at least he will work hard.

"Fred wanted to leave, but stayed again." Langdon smiled, "Because he found no one left."

"Huh?" Cecil didn't know why, "Is he going to leave if others don't? Are you so follow the crowd?"

"No." Langdon laughed. "He was very touched when he found out that no one thought of fleeing but staying in times of crisis."

Fred really wanted to come, but before he found the meaning of staying in the chili and hot pot, the king suddenly fell, and the aptitude certification of the king's cavalry went wrong again, and this young civilization was suddenly in a precarious position. Among them, when will I wait if I don't hurry up?

The "home" in Tambuneta came to Fred's mind, which once kept many warm memories of him. Both his son and daughter were born in that small house. He and his wife took their children for a walk in the garden after dinner. On the small road, everything is like a dream.

Then, darkness came, and the plague tore away all the veils of warmth. He watched his family members die, watched the originally gentle neighbors tearing and roaring and trying to break through the checkpoint and escape outside the city, and watched people kill people for a few pieces of magic bread. Seeing the dead body of his boss lying on the side of the road was a nightmare that he could not get rid of, and it still occasionally woke him up in the middle of the night.

Fred has been living in the house of the good guy Richard. Aipan followed Richard's suggestion and found a part-time job, and lived a life of part-time work and part-study. Although it was difficult, he was happy.When he ran home, he ran into Richard coming back. Seeing the other party's expression, he felt relieved and said, "Are you going to leave too? Do you have a foothold? You can go to my eldest son with me, don't worry." , he will definitely welcome you."

Richard showed a strange look, and said, "Go? Where? Why?"

Fred was stunned for a moment, and said, "Don't you know that something happened to the Central King?"

"I know." Richard said seriously, "This has already been spread..."

"So if you want to leave, you have to go early, and you won't be able to leave when the city becomes chaotic!"

"...I am preparing to call everyone in the trade union to discuss countermeasures!"

The two sentences appeared at the same time, and the tone of the opposite made them all stunned.

Frederick said earnestly: "The king has fallen, and this civilization is so young, and I haven't seen the God of Civilization appear. There will definitely be chaos soon! We have to leave as soon as possible, otherwise it will be very difficult if there is chaos on the street. If you have a chance to run away, your magic level is very low, and I am not proficient in combat magic, so I can't plan it sooner!"

Richard seemed to finally understand what Fred meant, smiled and said, "Sir, I won't leave."

"Why?" Fred said anxiously, "I have experienced such a thing. When the plague first broke out, everyone firmly believed that Algiers would come to rescue us, but in the end no one came! No one!" His voice A little excited, "No one can save us!"

"I know, the king's cavalry are busy rescuing His Majesty the King right now!" Richard nodded, "So, we must be more cautious and find ways to maintain social order. His Highness Langdon will be back soon. everything will get better!"

Fred opened his mouth wide as if he saw a monster, and stayed for a while before eagerly saying: "Why don't you believe me! What if something bad happens?"

"If it's not good, we have to work hard to make the situation better!" Richard seemed to take it for granted, "This is our country, our civilization!"

Fred shouted: "Even Algis has fallen before the plague!"

Richard smiled confidently: "This is not Algis."

This kid is crazy!

Fred packed his luggage and left this comfortable house in a hurry. He admitted that the life in Moon City was not bad, even much better than what he had lived before. There were many very cheap and convenient things. Magic can also live without worries, but what is the use?The king has an accident, and the fate of civilization is uncertain. What can ordinary people do if they don't plan ahead?

He noticed that there were many people in a hurry on the street, and some people rushed to the carriage station with their suitcases.

Look, that's what everyone thinks, the Middle Kingdom is going to be over soon!

Fred lamented Richard's stubbornness and stupidity. After boarding the carriage, he kept thinking about whether to go back and take the young man away forcibly. After all, he was really taken care of during this time. Just when he was full of thoughts, the carriage stopped and a large cart was crowded. The man ran down quickly, he raised his head, and found that he had reached the city gate before he knew it, so he got out of the car quickly.He thought that there must be a long queue at the gate of the city, and even the vigilant Wang Qi would send people to intercept it, and things would be troublesome then. As a result, there were only carriages lined up at the entrance of the city gate and some people who were obviously merchants. Quietly, as always, without any anxious atmosphere.

Fred hesitated for a while, watching the people who were in the same car with him running towards the square, he hesitated and followed.It was a small square in the city gate, often used for gatherings and issuing various announcements. At this moment, someone stood on a high platform and shouted loudly: "His Majesty's current situation is unknown. His Royal Highness Langdon said that he is still alive. We still have hope! My friends, work quickly, stock up on more food, water and weapons, get back the money as soon as possible to end the transaction, reduce going out, and prepare to fight, soon, those fallen gods and shameless and greedy mages will come Now, they're going to want to ruin it all and put us back on the streets and homeless, friends, can we let them do that?"

"cannot!"

"Absolutely not!"

"Roll rough!"

"I haven't received my year-end bonus yet!"

A series of shouts sounded, and Fred was confused: What's the matter?Are these people actually going to war with the gods?Go crazy!

"Get ready, friends! Winter is coming, but spring is not far behind!" The preacher finished with these words, jumped off the platform, and a group of young people ran away talking and laughing, and then another group After climbing up, I started to talk about how to take advantage of skiing and icy weather to deliver goods, and then I talked about how to collect money the fastest, how to send letters to outsiders, and how to deliver goods... There are so many things, but there is no Anyone shouting "run away" or something like that.

Fred stood there for a day, until heavy snow fell in the sky, and the swirling snowflakes obscured his vision, but something else grew quietly in his heart.

... If at that time, my city can be as good as here!

When Richard was about to go to the small square to publicize, he found Fred who had turned into a snowman. He ran over in surprise and said, "Mr. Fred, why are you standing here? My God, how long have you been standing there!"

When Richard brushed off the snow and ice on Fred's face, he was surprised to find that the neighbor and respected mage in his hometown was crying. The tears in his red and swollen eyes froze as soon as they came out, and even his eyelashes froze. All turned white.

"My home... why can't my home be like this?" Fred muttered to himself, "Everyone wants to escape, no one wants to fight, it's our home, no one Defend it, as if that home is rubbish, everyone wants to run away! Those noble mages and powerful masters who are usually high above are gone! They are the first to go! The first! Without even notifying us! Then It's my home! I can't protect it, I can't protect it! I can't protect anything!"

A wailing middle-aged man in the snow is quite attractive. People coming and going looked at it curiously. Richard walked around Fred in a daze, handing papers and comforting him. , It's a pity that at this time he seemed extremely clumsy, saying "Don't cry" over and over again.

Fred stayed like this. He felt that dying with a group of friends who worked together to defend their homeland was better than fleeing in the wilderness like a lonely ghost. The subsequent events also proved that his choice was correct. A few people escaped, the social order was not chaotic, the Tuhai women were super scary, and the young people in the Middle Kingdom who didn't know magic were ingenious, and they could always come up with something very special to deal with the swarming bad guys.

This is where I want to stay, Fred thought.

"He just stayed." Langdon said this with a sincere smile. "Richard told me these things. He said that middle-aged men are terrible when they cry."

Cecil was a little dumbfounded, and was moved in his heart. Unknowingly, the humble mortals had become the mainstay of the Middle Kingdom. They firmly maintained this new civilization. Even if the leader fell, The dream is still there.

Russell cleared his throat: "It's far away, how can Alexander respond to this matter?"

"Did he make an offer?" Cecil asked.

"Normal market price." Russell glanced at the message, "But the quantity is quite large."

Cecil was a little puzzled: "Why is he suddenly buying food? Even cleaning the court doesn't involve this aspect?"

"I think maybe it's because of the drought." Tifa said, "There is only one main river in that ghostly place in Luoxie, there is no large lake in the territory, and there is no dense forest, and Luoxie is not a country that values ​​agriculture. There is not even a decent field, at most a small field planted by some ordinary people, and the planting method is not very clever."

Cecil said: "They don't rely on buying, do they?"

"It's all about buying, but the original demand is not big. Luoxie has a special grain department, which only stores magic bread. You also know that it is easy to store magic bread. As long as it is not soaked in water, it can be eaten for three or four years. , and the size is small, a small piece can meet the needs of the day. There are special mages who eat ordinary food, and then their daily work is to produce magic bread. This is the food department of Luoxie." Tifa said.

"...What if they don't sell it?"

"'Golden tax collectors' are more than just tax collectors."

Cecil grinned: "Then sell it."

Russell was a little surprised: "Are you sure?"

"The old grain is sold, so the whole territory should have a bumper harvest this year, right?"

"Yes." Speaking of good things, Russell's expression finally relaxed a lot. "It's all thanks to the canal. Speaking of which, what news did you sell the Highgarden elves? It's so valuable?"

Cecil and Langdon smiled at each other: "A guess."

Russell: ?

The development of the matter was as Cecil expected. With the arrival of the harvest season, the granaries in the Middle Kingdom were full, and there was room to sell some of the old grain. It's an acceptable loss compared to fighting against each other.

Throughout the winter, there was no rain on the eastern mainland, including Tambunita across from Roye Bay, the Lost Kingdom, and part of the Yoko Swamp. Such a large area of ​​drought is really worrying.

The situation in the Western Continent is a bit better, so that people won’t have bad associations. The drought in winter is a natural law. Few people are worried about the situation of spring next year. This is enough to show that Alexander’s vision is not as straightforward as it appears on the surface.In contrast, Cecil's "citizens" are outrageously "naive".

"Your fellow sent a message again, and the Griffin brought it." Russell walked in from outside the house, shook the snow off his body, and threw a letter on the table, "Just arrived today."

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the entire Middle Kingdom basically got into the house. In the winter, the "Imperial Palace" in Yuecheng built copper pipe water heaters. Many new houses raised funds to build firewood or coal water heaters, not to mention the Kang, indoors. It has a completely different feeling from the outside.

Cecil was lying on the table writing an original script that could not be sold, and said without raising his head, "What is he going to do this time?"

"I said that winter is too boring, so I asked you if you have any fun." Russell gloated, "You fellow just want to play all day long, isn't the whole Gretel enough for him to play?"

Cecil stopped writing, looked at the letter and sighed.

Amber, who ran with the Union Army to St. Benzie, did not get any satisfaction. He did not go to the frontal battle, but just watched from the rear and felt the atmosphere of the camp. Therefore, when the war ended, he only felt bored, dead The first time I saw something, it was quite fresh, but after watching too much, it's just the same thing.

As the ruler of a big local country, after Amber got tired of playing with women, eating magic food, and watching magic, she began to feel that life was boring.With no games to play, no Internet to browse, and no job needs, life suddenly became extremely dull, so he could only confide his troubles to the only "old man" in the world.

When Cecil initially received such a message, he responded seriously, such as "promote a better system", "you can play the real version of civilization, boy", "research reform", "invent new technology", etc. In the end, Amber rejected them one by one.

[I don't have such high ideals, I just want to do something easy and fresh! ] Amber replied.

Cecil replied helplessly: [Talk about a relationship. 】

[Ten paragraphs and eight paragraphs have been talked about, women are like that. ] Amber replied quickly, and the Griffin acted like he didn't want money.

Now Cecil doesn't want to read Amber's messages anymore, they are all useless nonsense, not to mention that he finally found some time to do some private things, and he doesn't want to deal with this hot potato.

"Has the Chen Liang been loaded?" Since Luo Su came, he naturally wanted to talk about something serious.

"Pretend it." Russell was pouring boiling water to make tea. He especially prefers milk tea with heavy salt, which has a very strange taste. "Alexander is quite generous, and the money was sent first."

Cecil sighed: "This thing is much more powerful than I imagined."

"After all, it's a competition for employment." Russell smiled and used a new word, "Also, I suggest you pay attention to Tuhai next year."

"What's wrong with Tuhai?" Cecil was more serious this time.

"Drought affects not only the place where the drought is located, many countries do not produce their own food." Russell said, "Tuhai is one of them, and their king has not cheered up since the dragon disaster that year, and has not Marry a queen, do nothing all day and pray to the god of civilization."

"...This guy has a psychological shadow, right?" Cecil pondered for a while, and said a little embarrassedly, "Tell me, if Tuhai is in chaos, will the Tuhai people come to the Middle Kingdom?"

It’s a shameful topic to talk about. Tuhai people have always supported the Middle Kingdom. After all, the cultures of the two sides have many overlaps. What’s more, Tuhai people with low magical achievements can play a better role in the Middle Kingdom. It can be said that It is a win-win result.

I thought you were a brother, but you actually wanted to fuck me!

Cecil's question almost had such an effect, but Russell didn't think so, and after serious consideration, he said, "Unless the Tuhai royal family is completely dead, it will probably split up. Anyway, the countries in the Southern Continent are divided and united." It’s okay, the people there have no resistance to integrating into other civilizations or countries. However, I advise you not to think too much about such beautiful things, and focus on the present.”

"Okay!" Cecil immediately lowered his head and went to write the script, completely ignoring Russell's murderous gaze.

This year's winter was much warmer than before. Cecil thought it was an illusion. After asking some of the aborigines in Ebo, he found that it was indeed warmer. He couldn't help worrying about another problem: the plague of locusts.

Drought, warm winter and locust plague are inseparable. The only good thing is that locusts need to hatch in places with sparse vegetation, such as riverbeds and mudflats exposed due to drought. This condition is not available near Yuecheng. And degraded, but at least not to the extent of bare land.

Facts have proved that Alexander is a qualified monarch. Not only did he dutifully kill all relatives who affected the rule—although with the help of two king cavalry, it shows that he is a man who can listen to his words—he also saved A lot of food.

In the new year, until the rainy season, there is no rain in the Eastern Continent, while the Western Continent is better but limited. When everyone is looking forward to the rainy season, the sky that should have been pouring rain is clear and cloudless.

Drought is here!

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One o'clock!