The guards standing guard at night yawned, and then watched as several carriages from the north were slowly walking towards the checkpoint where they were stationed.

It is said to be a level, but in fact, it is a log on a shelf on the side of the road, with one end blocking the road and the other end tied to a stone, making the log blocking the road become an unbalanced scale. Next to the barricade, there is a thatched house where it rains lightly inside when it rains heavily.

"What are you doing?!" the guards stopped the small convoy of four carriages, which was rare to see at night.

The leader of the convoy ran over, and he kept nodding to the guards stationed here, "Master, we pulled the dye for the boss in the south." ”

The guards carefully checked the car for contraband, personally checked the bottles of ale on the last car for problems, and promised to help see if the large copper coins handed by the steward at the head of the convoy could be used, and then let the convoy leave.

With the rise of blue crystals in the city, there were more merchants pulling paint out of the city to sell elsewhere, and the guards had seen such convoys several times.

Charles had returned to his home from the auction house, leaning back on his bed, playing with one of the night's trophies: a second-generation national ID.

On the bedside table beside him sat the cloth bag that couldn't be opened.

It was evident from the scowling smile on his face that he was very satisfied with the loot.

A merchant accidentally dug up something from the ground when he was in the east a few years ago, and after many rounds of travel, two of them appeared at today's auction and ended up in Charles's hands.

At that moment, there was a knock on the bedroom door, and someone pushed open the door and walked in.

Charles, who was studying someone's East-West face, put his ID card on the bedside table and saw Mordred trotting all the way to his bed.

"What's wrong?" Charles, pat Mordred on the back.

Mordred didn't speak, just buried her face in Charles's chest.

Charles sighed and continued to caress Mordred's back.

A while ago, Reimu stuffed Charles with a soul magic gift package before going out, and he didn't want to come back from a trip to find that his most promising partner's grave tree had already borne fruit.

Charles found a calming spell and quietly smashed it on Mordred's body, and Mordred held Charles's hands and let go of it after a while, and then she snored.

Later in tonight's auction, two temporary maiden slaves under the age of ten were sold, and before Charles could react, the two slaves were bought by the local nobles at a very high price. On the way back, Aunt Aalto in the carriage said a few words about the girls who were kept as pets. As a result, Mordred was depressed, and not long ago she was a slave worth eighteen dinars.

Charles knew what she was worried about, she was afraid that she was just a pet of some people like the two girls who were released tonight, although the slave status mark on her neck had long since been cleaned by Artoria.

Some problems can't be solved in a few words, and Charles decides to let Artoria untie Mordred's knot.

Mordred was lucky, and people like her who could get rid of slavery were only a very small and negligible part of the large slave population on the continent.

In the middle of the night, Mordred's body shook and she woke up from her nightmare. She dreamed that she was a dead stock, and then she returned to the foul-smelling stable, where she had to huddle in the manure heap for warmth in the winter.

When she opened her eyes, Mordred found herself sleeping in a soft bed, and it was not horse manure that brought warmth to her at the moment, but someone else. At this time, she felt that someone was much warmer than horse manure, and after hugging someone hard, she continued to fall asleep.

After waking up, Ru pretended to be asleep, and saw Mordred fall asleep and continued to return to the dream.

Now he is experiencing a dream that others have woven called "The Prince and the Beggar". This dream is about a prince and a beggar who are transferred by traitors as children, and then the player can play as the prince and the beggar, or a wise scholar, a knight loyal to the royal family, and a wealthy businessman. In the end, it is up to the player whether the prince takes back the throne or the beggar holds the throne. Anyway, someone Ru is very happy to sell arms and arms with the forces on both sides in this dream, and now even the Queen Mother has just passed her fortieth birthday and has been packaged and mortgaged to his boss.

They can sleep, but there are still many people working in the night.

There is a charcoal-burning workshop in the mountains and forests south of Mason, and late autumn is the busiest time of the year here, when the sky is filled with fireworks from morning to night.

It's just that in recent times, the owner of the workshop has received a strange business, and the man who came to charter the workshop told his slaves to provide only timber and not interfere in other matters.

The owner looked at the money bag in his hand, then at the people with weapons that surrounded the work area, and finally decided that he didn't see anything.

In the work area, the carbon kiln has been converted into a giant stove. In the middle of the stove was a large clay pot with some kind of dark green liquid poured into it, and then a large number of blue crystal fragments were poured in.

After ignition, as the temperature of the liquid in the pot rises, the crystals in the pot are dissolved little by little. When the solution in the boiling pot is saturated, someone comes to remove the fire and controls the liquid in the pot to cool down at a certain rate after inserting the crystals hanging in the solution. As the temperature decreases, blue crystal crystals begin to precipitate from the solution in the clay pot.

Looking at the crystal that had just come out of the pot the size of a watermelon in his hand, Donio, who had just pulled a few carts of crystal fragments that could only be used as paint, felt a little fantastical at this time.

At first, he thought that Elizabeth had given them the task of secretly buying a large number of crystals, and then make a fortune and run away before the dealer could sell them. It's just that Elizabeth's task is to let them buy the fine crystals while establishing a smooth sales channel.

Looking at the inventory of crystals piled up in the warehouse in front of him, and then thinking about the purchase price of those crystal chips and the price of the best crystals in Mason City that rose every day, Tonyo felt that he had really made a fortune this time.

Elizabeth was also in the warehouse to check the inventory, and after finishing tonight's inventory, she asked Donio, who had just returned, "How is Charles doing in the city now?"

Donio replied truthfully: "It's good, there is food and drink, and I play myself leisurely with Mordred there every day, I see that Mordred has gained a little weight." ”

Elizabeth was not relieved by such news, and she said worriedly: "I am afraid that those people will die by then." ”

"We are ready to meet their retreat. Donio said seriously, "We have reconnoitred the surrounding terrain and the retreat route. ”

"Hmm......" Elizabeth nodded, "Tell the people in the city that we may have reinforcements at that time, so don't have a misunderstanding with the reinforcements at that time." ”

Tony nodded in understanding, and then he said, "By the way, Charles bought a very beautiful dress tonight, and the size is not what he wears." ”