Chapter 67: Blood in the Streets
Sneaking to the house of the magnate in a small carriage, enjoying the banquet and the pleasant conversation of the dignitaries, and the appearance of more beautiful ladies, do you feel that life is very good?
As it was broadcast on television, the ladies and gentlemen of the industrial age feasted happily and lived at a leisurely pace, but of course it was all based on the oppression of the low-class burghers and slaves. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Like the European aristocracy on Earth, the slave-owning aristocracy of Lexington lived and went to the Colosseum to enjoy the annual gladiator tournament in their spare time, and courage and blood always aroused people's desires.
The decadence and luxury of it are not much different from those of the Roman Empire, at least according to Lorraine's own experience, he has been invited to watch the game more than once.
In addition, of course, the so-called exciting part of the competition is indispensable, that is, the long-standing cheating!
Yes, once again, you read that right, these sub-slave aristocrats just like to cheat on each other, and they don't miss a single party to engage in crazy ml-laden behavior, which is really breathtaking.
Not only that, but same-sex love stories and muscle philosophies are also very popular here, and before I got the task, I thought that there would be no way there would be so many Westerners who love small surnames here.
In fact, Lorraine is still too young, there are too many dragons and yangs in the East and the West, and in the long river of history, from the highest emperor to the lowest level of the big soldiers, there is same-sex love everywhere, it can bring unity and strength, and of course, it can also make the heterosexuals around feel sick to the stomach.
So "When the hell is this damn feast over!" ”
At this moment, Miss Charlotte (Lorraine women) is holding a wine glass, bored with batches of damned aristocrats, from the little pink-skinned radish head to the old pear blossom tree, all kinds of bastards want to come and tease the southern beauty.
It's not that they haven't met the girl from the South, but the identity of the other party: the legendary Lily Princess's subordinate, the beautiful maiden will always make people recite all kinds of reverie.
Of course, as a boy, Lorraine would not be provoked by these nasty men, but no matter what he thought, Mariana's completely unmagical magic pattern quietly operated, making him more and more girlish.
What a damn technique that is neither scientific nor magical.
"What a beautiful girl, it seems that no one here can get into her eyes."
"That temperament and appearance, maybe only that blonde kid has hope."
"Which one do you mean?"
"Of course, who do you think I'm talking about?"
Completely ignoring the conversation in the corner, Lorraine's last patience was finally exhausted, and she used all her strength to keep a smile and etiquette, and after bidding farewell to the host of the banquet, she finally returned to the carriage.
"Do you look tired and need to wander around, Miss Charlotte?" The coachman looked at Lorraine with some concern, he really didn't want this innocent girl to be polluted by the nobles, and it was time to relax and relieve fatigue.
“…… Your proposal is very good, please show me a look at Lexington City. "I've been around the city for a long time, but I've never had a quiet horse-drawn carriage parade, so it's good to have a chance to see it now.
The light noble carriage drove slowly, and the scenery on the side of the street made Lorraine's mood much better, and he could see that there were quite a lot of trading people in the city, and he even saw a shop in the distance selling spring holy water, I really don't know how much the dividend is for going back this time.
The carriages swaggered through the city, the men dressed in robes like those of the ancient Romans, the ladies and ladies who were covered with layers of rich fabrics and ribbons, the ornaments on their heads like fruit plates, and the drunkards who were drunk early in the morning in the darkly lit alleys.
It's a vibrant picture, with its dilapidated shacks, dirty roads, and ragged, sad-faced crowds that look no better than prisoners, like inmates in the mines of the South, but who are the city's lowest-class residents.
Hey, there are such people in any era, and even if they occasionally dress a little better to serve, they can't change the fate of everyone, just like the young man who wore a hood and cloak and couldn't see his face clearly...... Hey?
Lorraine's brain subconsciously compared, feeling that the person's dress was very similar to that of the shadow thieves, and the next second the sound of explosions and crossbow arrows appearing on the street!
Before he had time to react, Lorraine immediately hid under the chair, and a heavy crossbow instantly pierced the carriage and nailed to his original seat, "Who are you!" Yes! What followed was the coachman's questioning and screaming.
Attacked!
Lorraine finally reacted, but unfortunately the magic power in his body still couldn't be used smoothly, so he probably could throw some low-level spells...... To save your life or something, you can only rely on the small musket you carry with you.
The man with the hood and cloak discarded the heavy crossbow with some unhappiness, and he must have hit the carriage just now, but there was no sound to come, and he could only kill the man with his Hidden Blade.
The disagreement of the fraternity eventually turned into killing, which made the man very annoyed and sad, he never thought that his mentor would not hesitate to eliminate all opposition voices in order to support the lily princess, didn't he know that it was very dangerous to put his eggs in one basket?
And it's clear that they are hunters in the shadows, no matter who is in power, they have to rely on them, and they can get greater benefits and independent status, why should they be dogs?
The man who couldn't figure it out defected, and he was followed only by a few loyal subordinates from the past, so he also found the remnants of Mills and the runaway nobles of Varanka, who had fled to Lexington, and relied on their support to assassinate him in the streets.
"Master Komako, the Varankans have held back the guards, do we need to attack or leave immediately?"
"Go on, of course, let Mills' friends make a feast, and we'll go!"
Soon after the order was given by the man named Komako, a man whom Lorraine had never met but was an absolute mortal enemy appeared on the streets, officially General Char, who had left with the only son of Archduke Mills a long time ago.
As a defeated general who lost his honor and lordship, he chose to become a foreign mercenary in a slave city-state, so that he could keep his troops and supplies, and also take on tasks to improve his salary, the only flaw was that the only son of the Grand Duke was sent to the noble academy as a hostage, which was rarely seen once a year.
These are nothing, General Char has been reflecting on his own shortcomings these days, and he very much wants to return to Mills to kill those Southerners, the proposal of the shadow thief traitor makes him a little moved, anyway, the bottom line or something has long been gone, and it is obviously a good decision to harvest the lives of the enemy's high-ranking officials.
"Attack, kill that vice-ambassador!"
"Rush!"
A dozen or so masked warriors, armed with muskets and knives, beat the newly arrived garrison officers away, and they were really not able to deal with these garbage goods.
However, the paralyzed carriage was not without attack power, the magic power instantly condensed in the air, and more than a dozen acid arrows almost frightened the masked warriors, they never knew that there was an existence comparable to an archmage!
Mills's warriors didn't have many magic weapons, and the light armor on his body was not able to cope with acid at all, and the first wave of attacks was disintegrated like this, and the angry Char wanted to take it himself.
But he knew that there was only one chance to attack, and since he had failed, he would see what Mr. Komako should do, and what he needed to do was to retreat immediately.
Because in the distance, a blonde with a group of warriors is approaching here (to be continued.) )