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You gave the bottle to the other person, a young man who wasn't too sick.

The lad gave it to the old beggar.

Well, in fact, even taking age into account, they are both about the same. He's a good guy, but you obviously want to give this young man, what do you want?

So you go to Julianne and ask for another bottle of medicine.

"My lord, can you please not make a mess? Which patient is seriously ill and which is mildly ill, how many medicines do we have, how long will it take for the second batch to come, and how many people will deteriorate in how long and to what extent, do you know?"

It was the first time I saw Julianne so irritable and spoke quite politely. But you are also a nobleman, a president, an employer, and a plenum investor in a treatment center, and you also paid for these medicines, so how did you become anti-customer-oriented?

After a few more entanglements, Julianne stuffed a bottle of medicine into your hand like a child: "That's it, don't ask for it again! "I haven't looked at you again.

All right

You walk back to where you were, give the second bottle of medicine to the young man, and hold his hand tightly before he can continue to do anything, and instruct, don't transfer it to anyone else, drink, right now.

The young man's face was full of confusion, so he had to raise his head and drink the potion.

You nodded in satisfaction, then stretched out your hand to the old beggar and asked, "Do you thank me very much?" Come, teach me the peerless arcane art that can destroy heaven and earth!—The old beggar opened his eyes wide and asked, "What?"

Scratching your head, thinking that you might have thought too much, you turn to the young man and hold out your hand to the young man, and ask, "Are you grateful to me?" Come, show your true body, which plane? To tell you the truth, what rank are you?, when are you going to swear eternal allegiance to me?—the young man's mouth was wide open, and he did not answer for a long time.

It's really boring, there is no bridge. Is it too late for them to spit all the medicine out now?

These medicines can indeed be reimbursed, just drink it, don't mind too much.

Speaking of which, you still have a bottle of Frost Ridge Village Wine King in your hand, which can increase intelligence points, and you don't know who to give it to until now. If you give it to anyone, people will not suffer from inequality, and if you hold another guild activity and hold a competition, the number of adventurers is too small now, and it is not appropriate to run around.

A, simply, the next time I sleep with a mage, I'll give her a drink in private.

B, or continue to store, and the wine is not afraid of spoiling.

C, if you say in advance that whoever sleeps next time you will give it to the wine king, will there be a mess?

In addition to the wine king, there are other things that remain unresolved—the captain of the guard and the speaker of the council who have not visited the place so far, and the laundry merchant that the big star Tracy has made an appointment with is also delayed.

You look up at the sky and plan your trip for the afternoon.

1. Go to the guards...... No, today is Sunday, so I can only go directly to the captain's house, and the address is written in the details of the commission received by "Blade Shield Mufeng".

2. Since the "Rainbow Shadow" has taken control of the temple, it should also know where the speaker's home is.

Contrary to the situation in the ancient city, now that you are strong and the guards and council halls are weak, I am afraid that the visit will be different from what I expected.

3, or be honest.

“...... Okay, I got it. Annette pressed her forehead and nodded to the air, then turned to you and saluted, "Your Excellency, Miss Tong En said just now, "There are unexpected guests coming to the blockade, please be sure to go there yourself as soon as possible." ”

Guest?

How can you have a guest in the Bay of Five Lanes? The owner of the shipbuilder's shop and Tracey didn't dare to come at this time.

Could it be ......

It can only be him.

You head to the blockade, Raymond is already unsheathed, his knees slightly bent, ready to kill at any moment, and Elizabeth is lying on the shoulders of a market guard, her coquettish look is definitely pretending, but I don't know why.

A full ten high-level elite market guards followed behind a mysterious man wearing a hooded cloak on the street in broad daylight. When he took off his hood, he showed an unfamiliar face.

The other person smiles at you and says, "Lord, do you know who I am?"

Who knows who you are!

The most annoying thing is this kind of guy who doesn't report his home but pretends to be familiar with it for others to guess...... But this cannot be said directly. In fact, at this point in time, on this occasion, there will be no one else who comes to you with market guards, so it's easy to guess.

So you nodded.

Raymond raised his chin and asked, "What should I do, Lord Grow?"

What else can I do, let's talk about it first - you politely invite the men to sit down for a cup of coffee in the guild.

"Don't. Unexpectedly, the man raised his hand and refused, "So what are you doing, I have coffee, and I will finish it here." He couldn't help but look up at the guild in front of him, then at the market guards behind him, and once again made sure that he wouldn't "sit" with you. For some reason, a few people around you laughed softly when they heard this, which made the man lose face - in the end, for the sake of face and principle, he firmly chose the latter.

As a courtesy, you say a few last words: Come in and sit down, and everyone behind you will have coffee ready with you. The man's cheeks twitched, but he still refused.

"Lord, to be honest, although you and I have different positions, I still really admire your courage and cunning. Actually, if you think about it quietly, if you paid the fine in the first place, wouldn't there be nothing?"

You ask rhetorically: Is it still useful to pay the fine now?

The man was silent again.

"Actually, Matthew also has such a uniform. —When you said that, the man, Hathaway, and the others all changed their faces. "My lord, please ......!" Hathaway kept shaking her head at you, suggesting that the topic should not continue.

"Well, yes, that means the Elder is willing to admit that Matthew is your man? The man sneered, his gaze wandering behind you, looking for Matthew, but he didn't find it.

You readily admit: yes. This guy is quite bold, and he impresses me, don't you know Matthew too?

"He knows a lot of people. ”

How many?

"At least more than two hundred people!" shouldn't you, the leader, be responsible?"

negative

Of course, you have to be responsible, it's all agreed. Merely...... You ask the other person, why don't you see those people? Where are they now? Call them quickly, how many more, even if they are all called!

The man sighed in displeasure: "The elder is a little too crazy, isn't it? If you call them all, do you know what it means? Two hundred people, isn't it enough?"

Put!

Horse!

Pass!

Come!

Hathaway's face turned pale when she heard this, and she tugged at your sleeve and pulled back half a step, and lowered her voice to persuade: "President, you don't have to talk about this, do you? If they all come, we really can't deal with ......!"

You pat yourself on the chest and continue to ask the other party to come as many people as there are, it doesn't matter if you call them all! Anyway, you have money, and you are not afraid of how many people come!

After a gust of wind, the man's whole body trembled. It's like being angry, and it's like being infected with a disease and chilling.

He pointed his finger at your nose and said word by word: "It's just a nouveau riche of a new aristocracy, how can it be compared to a real hereditary aristocracy that has been passed down from generation to generation!

No, you shook your head, how is it possible to know how much money someone else has. It's just that you tell him that he is a merchant, and no matter how much money he has, he will eventually end up in other people's pockets, at least most of the gold coins do.

Instantly poked the man's sore spot.

This man is the disguised Viscount of Polz. He was too rich, but he did give most of his money to the Marquis and Lady Sylvana, and even more so the political price of being able to sit on the throne as a viscount and market manager. After all, this is not his territory, and God is unjust, and the land that His Majesty has given him is very poor, and the harvest of potatoes and oats is not good.

pain

It hurts so much.

Unconsciously, Viscount Polz could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and abandoned his hypocrisy and demeanor: "Don't think that you have a better impression than me in front of that adult, so you can be so proud." Now tell me what you have done to make him look so differently!"

yes, you don't know why.

Maybe it's because I'm handsome—you laugh a few times, clutching your head. It was a joke, of course, but Viscount Polz couldn't laugh at all, for he had already heard your gibberish in front of the Sea Salt Vendor's door, claiming to be Lady Sylvana's lover. The two main thighs of Portz, the Marquis gave him an impression score of 100 points, but what you give is an outrageous more than a full score, Ms. Sylvana cares about her reputation very much, and she will not hold her back every time she talks, but she has slept with you?

Adjusting, adjusting, adjusting his emotions again, Viscount Boltz recalled the advice of the priests, "Just resurrected, it is not advisable to be emotional, so as not to leave sequelae that affect the mind, and there are not a few people who have been resurrected many times so that they have left psychological shadows", constantly smoothing their chests and breathing slowly. Don't get angry, don't get angry, don't get angry......

Viscount Polz waved his hand at you and turned away: "Before leaving, I have one last question for the Elder. What the hell do you want to do?"

You tilt your head,

Do you still need to ask such a thing?" "Of course, just like you. Set off a revolution in the Bay of Five Alleys, eliminate the accumulated evils, overthrow the oppression, overthrow the rule of the market, and by the way, let the Adventurers' Guild rebuild its glory. 」

Viscount Polz did not speak,

Silently walked out a dozen steps, his body shook and almost fell, spit out a mouthful of old blood, and then was supported by the market guards in panic and fled away.

You shouted behind him: Don't delay too long, come quickly, I have a lot of business, I don't have time to wait for you!—With that, Viscount Bolts vomited a second mouthful of old blood, completely fainted, and was carried away by his men.

Even though you're still shouting, "Is it sick?, I can find someone to cure you!" I guess Viscount Polz won't hear you. Hathaway sighed deeply, held her forehead, and saluted you slightly: "President...... You're comfortable with your tongue so quickly, but what should you do afterwards by provoking Viscount Polz so nakedly?"

......

......

A few minutes later, you ask Hathaway:

Who?

Wasn't that man the "owner of the laundry"? I made an appointment to bring the slaves with me in the near future! How could it be Bolts? Poltz's facial features are not like this! Are those real market guards? I'll go!

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"It's so rampant! Not only is he clamoring for me to let me go, but he also says that he wants to overthrow me and become the same existence as me! Isn't this a direct war letter! Who does he think he is? It's just the leader of a small civil organization, an upstart, a baron full of streets, and there are only a dozen people under his hands! I have thousands!

The henchmen advised Viscount Boltz to take care of his health.

"Take care, I just died once, dead, you know!" Viscount Boltz was so angry that he smashed the medicine bottle in his hand.

The chairman of the Hedavil Arcane Association also bowed slightly, and advised, "Lord Viscount, it's better to take care of your health." ”

Now, the President of the Guild and Viscount of Polz were standing on a high place, looking out at the people of the Adventurers' Guild, who had ordered his vision to become extremely far away, and had been spotting the enemy since morning.

Viscount Polz felt unwell, as if he had been cursed. He slowed down, then shook the letter in his hand and asked, "What does this letter you sent mean?"

"As stated in the letter, we, the Hedavir Arcane Society, will withdraw from the encirclement and blockade operations. This doesn't mean that I'm going to help the Adventurer's Guild, it's just that we're not going to help either. ”

"Don't forget, that kid killed two of your men. Not revenge? That's not your character, I was expecting you to do everything in your power to bring down the Adventurers' Guild. ”

"Truth be told, he did kill my men, but he did win me in the game, and I was always very hesitant to do with that cunning leader. It wasn't until this morning that I suddenly realized a matter of principle concerning the Society's program – I didn't care about bullshit aristocrats, power, gambling and wealth, my original intention was always to care only about the mage - you were the registered mage of my guild, and so was he. So, I've resolved not to help either side. Again, "I withdraw from the encirclement and blockade operations." ”

Viscount Polz was already so angry that he had nothing to say, and he didn't bother to continue fighting for anything, without the help of one family, there was no difference between eight and nine. The Hedavir Arcane Society is not the only one with a deformed personality and paranoid methods, but also the Haiqiang Sect and the Yuechen Thieves, and the odds have not changed.

It's just that Viscount Polz doesn't understand why he is here to personally investigate the enemy situation since the chairman of the association has decided to withdraw from the encirclement and suppression?

The guild president pointed to the large number of adventurers' guild men and asked, "Lord Viscount, do you know what they are doing?"

"Just like before, keep an eye on the surroundings, kill scattered stalkers, and expand your territory. ”

"Not really. ”

"What's that?"

“...... I've observed it from the morning and now, they seem to be ...... Seal ......"

The president of the association shook his head halfway through, and the funny thought came out of his mind, and changed his words to say that it was nothing. For a moment, it occurred to him that the guild might be locking down the plagued area, but how could anyone do such a thankless thing?

Probably thinking too much.