Chapter 4 The coffin returns to its hometown

Some are self-cooked, others are used to being alone, some cling to power, others are pure-hearted, some are half-bottled, and some are afraid that others will know what they are capable of.

The head of the Luther House is the second type of the analogy above. In the entire Tamborance Empire, Emperor Deleven was the only one who could make him temporarily abandon his thoughts and say a few boring polite words on the side.

When Albert stretched out his hand, the middle-aged man of about forty years old seemed to be completely absent-minded, looked at the young man with his empty eyes, and then wandered away, and prepared to leave.

Xiao Ah had to catch up, lowered his voice, and took the initiative to report to his family: "Your Excellency, I am the newly promoted Duke Borot, and I am about to transport my father's coffin back to Solo City. His Excellency is so easy and smooth when he uses his magic, which is admirable. ”

"Duke Borot?" the middle-aged man repeated the term a few times, as if he had never heard of it, and he spat out a few words lightly, "Those guys came to trouble you just now?"

Xiao Ah Lian shook his head again and again: "When they rushed in, the leader said that he wanted to discuss something with you. ”

"I've been in this tavern for so many years, and I have hardly left half a step, and there are no enemies outside. The middle-aged man looked a little impatient. When a few elves who were twisting their waists on the stage went to report to him just now, he just answered mechanically, and didn't listen carefully at all, so much so that he asked Xiao Ah to explain the purpose of the group of strong men here.

Albert noticed that the middle-aged man had no hair on the top of his head, and the only places where it was a little more lush were concentrated on the sides of his ears. He couldn't help but think of Benedict, of the polymath monks who were all over the top nine times out of ten. It has long been rumored that the use of cold spar as an intermediary in the liberal arts is not approved of the use of cold crystals as an intermediary in spell casting, so the potential of the individual's heart has been greatly stimulated. One of the obvious side effects of this is that it is easy to cause premature aging, and a 30-year-old looks like a 40-year-old, and a 40-year-old looks like a 60-year-old. The more you strive for perfection, the more you pursue the attainment of magic, the more vulnerable you are to this curse and destruction.

Seeing that Xiao Ah did not answer his question, the impatience on his face became more and more revealed, and he almost abandoned all worldly etiquette, and turned away alone, leaving the young Duke Borot aside.

Of course, Xiao Ah has nothing to lose, but he secretly feels that this boss is a weirdo, and there must be some particularly unspeakable story behind it.

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The next morning, the short, after a hangover, was woken up by Albert and the coachman, and he had almost no memory of what had happened last night. How he used a plate axe to cut people, and how he fought against the leading man, seemed to have become a fog, which made the dwarf feel a little strange. The only thing he remembered was meeting Thomas, the fat merchant, and that old friend told a lot of inconsequential stories just like he used to do. Kai Gun scratched his scalp vigorously with his thick fingers, and then let out a whimsical exclamation, "No matter how mysterious and beautiful the Elven Queen is, she is not as affordable as our dwarven girls. Hey, Lao Tzu is lacking love now!" he said, picking up the plate axe on his waist, shaking it left and right, shining a few times at the sun, and then casually spraying it on it.

Xiao Ah ignored him, just smiled, and the coachman replied casually in front: "I heard that the dwarf girls are all good at housework, they have great strength, they are willing to work, and they also know how to warm the bed at night, which is indeed affordable." ”

"That's nature, we dwarves are both men and women, all of them are good men, which are like some cubs holding trees, men and women, all of them are as thin as a piece of firewood, and when they are split, they will disappear in a few strokes. "Kagan was so proud that he couldn't help but spit and sparks.

The coachman continued according to his meaning: "I see that you are not too young, brother, why didn't you think of asking for a wife to start a family?"

The dwarf is not the kind of person who is particularly eloquent, especially when the topic involves his personal life and privacy, he was silent for a long time, and when others thought that he would not make any more answers, he suddenly said: "Damn, I get angry when I think of this, people dislike me as a wild boy who begs for a life on the ground, and I don't even look at it with my eyes." ”

"Wild boy begging for life on the ground?" the coachman was a little confused, and Albert pricked up his ears.

"As you all know, we dwarves like to carve out our homes from all kinds of natural caverns underground. In the aftermath of the World War with the Tree Huggers, some broad-minded clansmen proposed to develop more trade on the surface and make good friends with the fledgling human race, instead of always having to stay underground. But the princes and nobles didn't pay any attention to it, and even made laws to prevent the clansmen from going to the ground to develop. My grandfather's grandfather had a pioneering spirit, he wandered to the surface alone, bartered with humans, and finally became a well-known landlord. ”

"So, you're still a rich boy?" the coachman interjected.

Kai Gen let out a rare sigh, shook his head and said, "I'm a rough man, how can I look like some kind of oily and powdery boy? ”

Albert saw that the topic of the dwarf became more and more solemn, so he smiled from the side: "The husband is the first to establish a career, you are now a member of the Duchy of Borot, and you are afraid that no girl will take the initiative to give him a hug?"

"Your Highness, don't bully me!" Kai Gen is still used to calling Xiao Ah His Highness, "There are still a lot of intermarriages between elves and humans, but who has ever seen dwarves marry other races? I am a descendant of the Kagunnes, and I must not disgrace my people. When Your Highness takes power and makes a fortune, reward me with some gold, silver and jewelry, and I can return to my hometown with honor, and go back to the underground cave to beg for a wife. ”

The driver laughed, and Albert couldn't help but sigh: "You dwarves really have a lot of rules, and they are not inferior to the elves. According to me, can't you marry a human girl on the surface, and what did your ancestors do in the first place?"

"My grandfather's grandfather, though he had made his fortune on the surface, was still well aware that he was one of the dwarves, and after he became famous, he went back to the cave where his ancestors had lived for generations to ask for a local girl. Otherwise, how could I have the face to see people!" Kurgon replied proudly.

Albert and the driver couldn't understand the dwarf's train of thought, so they had to casually echo a few words.

The road from Luther House to Solo City is almost entirely plains and farmland, and this section of the Imperial Avenue is the most well-maintained and well-maintained, so the daily travel speed is much faster.

Xiao A and his entourage successfully arrived at the capital of the Duchy of Borot two days later, as the new duke, the excitement in his heart to see this familiar home again can be imagined.

The rich and prosperous streets, the neatly dressed merchants and passers-by, the fresh and beautiful hometown dialect, ah, nothing has changed because of the death of the old duke. They are like the intrinsic attributes of Solo City, never stripped away by outside interference.

The news of Xiao A's return had already spread in the city, and the people were full of complaints about the old duke's unexplained death, and they hoped that the young heir would be able to transport the coffin back safely as soon as possible, and they raised their voices to demand that the emperor severely punish the murderer.

They were the loveliest people, and Albert had no doubt in his heart. He compared the mob in the imperial capital of Ciza to it, and immediately came to the final conclusion that Solo was the most beautiful city of all, both for his architecture and his commerce, for his former rulers and for his eternal people.

He is already the Duke of Borot, and it is time for him to do a good job to realize the value of his life.

The old duke's coffin was supposed to be buried immediately, but there were too many people who came to mourn, and at the unanimous request of everyone, Xiao A reluctantly agreed to temporarily place the coffin in the Bojiao church in the city, and the funeral ceremony will be performed early tomorrow morning.

His affection for his father needs no more description. As a duke, he now has to work for the well-being of the entire duchy. Although the Crawford brothers' method of shedding the golden cicada is the only possible strategy in the current situation, it can only be implemented on the premise of abandoning the city of Solo. When he saw his lovely home, he suddenly felt a trace of attachment and reluctance in his heart.

The city of Birti was so dark and cramped that it couldn't compare to its own homeland. The city of Cesar was splendid, but it was inhabited by a femme fatale emperor and a grumpy pauper. None of them are worth one-ten-thousandth of the city of Solo.

Xiao Ah can't let go of his father, can't let go of his homeland, and can't let go of those lovely people. Once again, he was faced with a choice, and this choice did not allow the parties to hesitate in the slightest.

Big and small, national and family affairs, Albert realized the difficulties of being a superior person. In order to alleviate his worries, he ignored the persuasion of everyone in the Duke's palace and went out alone to wander the streets.

Since Kai Gong was the only confidant he had brought, he was unanimously elected by everyone in the palace as the best person to protect the Duke's safety, and they let the dwarf quietly follow behind the young Ah in case something unexpected happened.

Kagan simply scoffed at this kind of stalking action of stealing chickens and dogs, and he didn't take a few steps, but he couldn't stand the taste of ants crawling in his heart, and stepped forward, asking to be parallel to the pensive little A.

The new duke did not make a clear statement, he was pondering his future.

Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.