At the beginning of February, a drizzle of rain disperses dust from the air, and at the same time brings endless annoyance, the roads between the cities are very muddy because of the rain, and the gravel and cobblestone streets can cause passers-by to fall if they are not careful.

However, the beauty after the rain is still longed for, and the city of abundance shrouded in a drizzle is completely a scene of the coming of spring.

The grass in the crevices of the stone hibernated, and poked its head out of its head shyly under the moisture of the rain, looking curiously at this city that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Their slender bodies are no longer afraid of the cold, and the moist air gives them the motivation to continue growing.

In the woods on the outskirts, the snow melts into water and the bare trees are watered, and it is not long before the scene of secondary flowers is again a scene.

On the roads of the city, children who have taken off their winter clothes are giggling and playing, releasing the vitality of spring.

Spring is the beginning of a new year and the end of the past year, and farmers will sweat this season and at the same time sow the hope of the year.

In autumn, a heavy harvest awaits them.

However, just as all things are about to be revived and hope is about to fall, there is bad news in the City of Plenty: the Lord is about to enter the realm of eternal night.

Inside the Lord's Mansion, the air of death is pervasive, and anyone who comes here will feel unprecedented pressure.

Earl Steven Meredith, who had just taken a large amount of medicine, lay quietly on the bed, quietly listening to the report of his subordinates: "Last year, the total tax revenue of the territory was 860 gold coins, 36 silver coins, and 27 copper plates. ”

The tax collector Brad showed great loyalty and diligence: "In addition to the commercial income four hundred and sixty-four gold coins, twenty-five silver coins, sixty-three copper plates, and the ...... of the tenants' grain."

Before the report was finished, Earl Steven interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "You can record it, I can trust you." ”

"Yes, Lord Count. An imperceptible sneer flashed in Brad's eyes.

At this moment, a burst of shouts suddenly floated outside the window: "Hey!

Earl Steven opened his eyes and looked out the window, only to see the yellow leaves hanging from the branches, as if a gust of wind could blow them away.

He sighed deeply, containing a thick curtain of life, and asked, "What's the sound outside?"

Brad looked out the window as ordered, and saw Miss Heidi practicing swordsmanship with the guards of the Lord's Mansion, his expression unconsciously cooled, and after a little consideration, he said, "Miss Heidi is practicing swordsmanship." ”

"Heidi?" Earl Steven chewed on these two words, and suddenly sighed, "It would be nice if she were a boy, her personality is too much like mine, I don't know if I made the right decision." ”

"Your decision is always the right one. The tax officer, Brad, said flatteringly, and then added inwardly: "Even if you choose the wrong one, I will help you correct it."

After speaking, Brad bowed slightly and left.

In the training ground, Miss Heidi stabbed her opponent with her sword, and Cliffor was on the opposite side of her.

The two swords clashed, and the sparks flew in all directions, like the pop that slipped down the night sky, and then the crisp sound of collision continued.

The results speak for themselves, Heidi, who has just entered the high-level martial arts for three years, is no match for Cliffor, who has been immersed in kendo for decades.

After dozens of moves, the moment the long sword and the two-handed sword touched, they completely fell into disadvantage.

After holding on for less than two minutes, Miss Heidi retracted her sword and admitted defeat with a helpless expression: "I lost." ”

Clifford rarely showed a very serious look, and said: "It's a lot better than before, at least I can go through dozens of moves in my hands, and I'm more than ten times stronger than that kid in Renard." ”

"Renard is a low-level swordsman, how can you compare him to me. Miss Heidi stroked her hair around her ear: "By the way, it's my birthday, so why don't you call that guy to the tavern for a drink." ”

"Drinking?" Clifford, who was still feeling a little tired, suddenly came to his senses: "Okay, I'll go back and call him." ”

As he spoke, he strode in the direction of his home, and as he walked it turned into a trot, and then into a wild run.

Miss Heidi smiled wryly and shook her head, and just as she saw Brad come out of the house after the report, her face immediately showed an imperceptible look of disgust.

"Miss Heidi. The tax officer Brad is a good person, and he has long seen that the other party does not want to see him, but the surface work still has to be done: "Miss Heidi's strength has improved again." ”

"What's the matter with you?" Miss Heidi didn't want to be false with the other party at all, since the two sides had already torn their faces, what else did they care?

The tax officer Brad's face suddenly became gloomy, and his hot face was attached to a cold ass, and no one would feel good in his heart.

"Hmph!" he snorted, turning around and walking in the direction of the town hall, having already put Heidi on the list of enemies in his mind: "Damn, I'm going to sell you to a brothel to be a courtesan." ”

Sitting in his office, Brad showed an extremely sinister expression, he slammed the table, and half killed the female secretary who came in to submit the papers.

The female secretary trembled and put the papers on the table, while Brad didn't even look at them, and swept them all over the floor.

The female secretary carefully squatted down, picked up the documents scattered on the ground one by one, and put them on the other party's desk again, although she knew that they could not escape the fate of being thrown on the ground.

The female secretary knew why the other party was angry, after all, it was no secret that the lord would die soon, and Miss Heidi, who belonged to different factions, and Lord Brad, who belonged to different factions, were on the same page, and I was afraid that there would be a life-and-death contest soon.

Thinking about the big voters behind Miss Heidi, and then thinking about the salted fish who supported Brad, the female secretary couldn't help but shake her head, just afraid that this grumpy and uneasy leader would be completely finished.

Brad thought of this as well, and couldn't help but be more annoyed and a little scared at the same time.

His face slowly changed, as if he had eaten a few bedbugs at lunch, and finally he couldn't even do the work at hand.

After a while, Brad's eyes suddenly turned red, like a man-eating beast.

The female secretary sensed the other party's abnormality, and stood next to her in fear, not daring to say anything at all, she didn't want to be the object of the other party's anger.

After a while, Brad regained his composure again, and at the same time made up his mind: he could not let the situation develop again, otherwise he would really lose all the games and have no chance to turn over.

Thinking of this, he couldn't hold back the killing intent in his heart, since the conspiracy was useless, there was no need to continue to hide.

He stood up angrily and left the office under the stunned gaze of the female secretary.