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The United Kingdom of the South, formerly the southern province of Keadir, was the junction between the United Kingdom and Kayadir, and when Rono was still alive, it was the first place of the Civil War between the two sides.

When Kaiadir was completely controlled by the Church of Light, Alena, as the Sect of Light, had no ambition to expand her territory, so the atmosphere here eased a lot.

In one of the cities of this province, during the famine in the southern provinces, there was a wild dog cannibalism in this city, and the current speaker of the council, Ferranche, also killed a chief of guard who murdered the earl in this city.

Now that the fighting between the two countries has subsided, and the Church of Light has sent a message of peace to the United Kingdom, Ferranch naturally readily agrees.

The United Kingdom had just become independent, and since it was the first time that the poor class had defeated the aristocracy, and was in the position of establishing and maintaining a new institutional order, no war, big or small, was not what Ferranch wanted to see at this time.

The first step in the friendship between the two countries is to exchange commercial routes and allow merchants and people to come and go freely, which is beneficial to both sides.

It just so happens that this city is located in one of the cities closest to the border.

This means that if the caravans of Kaiadir are coming, they have the geographical advantage of being the first to come into contact with them.

Now the poor class no longer has to look at the faces of the nobles, they can get food and clothing with their own hands, and they no longer have to worry about someone ruthlessly deducting them.

Although the standard of living is not improving at present, with the kingdom's decrees being perfected little by little, the upward momentum is visible to all.

Coupled with the arrival of the spring caravan in the coming year, the future prosperity of this city is a sure thing, even the children on the street know that as long as they are not lazy, no matter how stupid their brains are, they can see what gold coins look like.

Originally, everything was fine, and the whole city was in a joyful atmosphere, but recently there were some troublesome things that made everyone feel a little unhappy.

In a house in the eastern part of the city, a young man is sitting in the courtyard with a charcoal fire, trying to raise a stove in this cold winter.

You know, to have a gateway with a courtyard in the city, that was a privilege that only nobles could have before, and after Felanch conquered the southern provinces, he had already ordered the demolition of these buildings with oil flowing from the stone bricks.

But apparently this yard is an exception, not only has it not been demolished, but it is also very dilapidated and does not seem to have undergone much repair.

And the young man's face had a lot of scars, and his face, which should have been full of vitality, instead showed a calmness that did not belong to this age.

He held a fan in one hand and kept fanning the wind into the stove, and then used pliers to pinch the charcoal into it little by little.

Seeing that the flames had risen, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he wanted to put down the pliers in his hand, he heard a sudden noise from the street outside.

He tried to go out with his pliers, but as soon as his butt left his chair, he sat back down and continued to put coals in the stove.

The noise was intermittent, but it did not cease until the fire was lit, and the young man walked into the room with the stove, and then leaned back in his chair and sighed helplessly.

It's the tenth day, and the noise has been going on for ten days, what the hell are they trying to do?

The young man pulled the charcoal fire in one hand as he thought back to the experience he had had with the Speaker Ferranche six years ago.

He was eighteen years old when he first met Master Ferranch in a dilapidated village, where he knelt on the ground and begged him to accept him.

Ferranch first lifted him up, then asked him why.

The young man said at the time: I want my younger brothers and sisters to have enough to eat.

It was such a simple reason that the youth remained with Ferranche until the end of the war and the unification of the South.

And his younger siblings ...... He was not lucky enough to survive the war, so he never returned to the village, but clicked on the map casually and came to live here.

Seeing that the snowflakes began to fall outside the window, the young man suddenly laughed without warning, and said to himself:

"I was a squad leader, and I was on the battlefield to solve an approaching enemy for Lord Ferranche, and he patted me on the shoulder, and this is the ...... shoulder."

The young man put down his pliers and held his shoulder, smiling and smiling, his eyes reddening.

"Now that I think about it, it was so good back then......

Knock knock!

There was a hurried knock on the door, and the young man tilted his head to look at the courtyard, threw out the iron tongs in his hand vigorously, and slammed them on the gate.

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in armor walked in, first picking up the iron tongs, and then coming inside.

"Captain!"

The middle-aged man shouted, he was a local city defense officer, although his status was not low and he was old, but he was an ordinary soldier under the young man back then, so this captain, he shouted willingly.

"Yo, isn't this our city guard lord, do you have time to come to me today?" the young man teased when he didn't see the red eyes just now.

"Captain, don't laugh, think about what to do?"

The young man shrugged his shoulders: "You are the city defense officer, you have the final say, gather a crowd to make trouble, and it will be over if you arrest them." ”

"However, the decree just issued above, the normal problems and demands of ordinary people, we must solve them normally, and there can be no chaos in the kingdom now, they are just blocking the streets and deliberately disrupting the order, claiming that they have demands, and it has not yet reached the point of gathering crowds to make trouble. ”

The young man glanced at the city defense officer, took a sip of ale from the side, and said, "Why do I think you plan to let me carry this arresting pot?"

"Hehe, captain, you are highly respected, with you covered, there is absolutely no problem. ”

"No problem, fart, labor and management are ordinary people now, I don't carry this pot...... Do they really have a demand?"

As soon as these words came out, the city defense officer fell silent: "In fact, they have no appeal at all, they are just looking for trouble, I have checked the background of these people, almost all of them used to be servants of the nobles in the city, and now those nobles have run away, and the ghosts know that they are angry, and they secretly instructed us to disgust." ”

The young man slammed the cup on the table, and after a long time, he spat out a mouthful of wine.

"Go and see. ”

On the street, the two stood not far away, quietly looking at the street in front of them.

There were a lot of people there, and the noble servants claimed by the city guards were holding wooden signs, shouting loudly that they had legitimate demands, and were standing in the middle of the road to disturb the order.

But when the patrol soldiers went to inquire, they began to mess around again, saying that the pay of the glass factory was too low now, and that they could not afford to eat because they had not grown food during the war last autumn, and demanded that the glass factory increase its salary.

When the people from the glass factory came, they began to talk about other problems, in short, they were here under the banner of problems, deliberately disgusting people.

The young man's eyes narrowed, he knew very well what the remuneration of the glass factory was, and there could be no situation where he could not live without life.

"Look, isn't this nonsense?" said the city guard, pointing to the street.

The young man didn't speak, and after continuing to look at it for a while, he turned around and planned to leave, "Anyway, I don't carry this pot, I want to catch you......"

"You let go, didn't you say that if you have a problem, you can appeal for a response? Why don't you let people speak, when we attacked the city, we also helped, what is the difference between you and the previous nobles!?"

"Yes, what's the difference between you and the nobles, we want a pay increase, we want a reasonable rest time!"

The noise increased abruptly as the guards maintained order, and the young man who heard the shouting stopped, turned his head to look at the street again, and then walked slowly over.

The city defense officer's face changed, and he hurriedly followed.

"Just now, who said that we are no different from the nobles? Stand up, if any problem is raised, we can solve it. The young man spoke in a deep voice, as if something was suppressed in his voice.

When the troublemaker saw the young man dressed in cloth, his heart relaxed, and he took a step forward and said:

"It's them, brother, don't you think that what we give is disproportionate to what we get? ”

Faced with the tone of the troublemaker, the young man sneered: "Most of the people here can't afford to burn charcoal in the first place, but now the remuneration of the glass factory, the benefits distributed by the deacon, and the charity of the church are enough to meet everyone's food and clothing for a winter, and even be rich, where do you live? You can't even afford to burn charcoal, say it, I'll help you buy a house in the city." ”

The young man's words were very cold, so cold that the snowflakes seemed to spread out consciously, and the aura of battlefield killing pierced into the eyes of everyone who made trouble like a knife.

"Yes...... But that's not the same as what we're doing......"

"What is equality?" asked the young man angrily, pushing the guard away and taking a step forward, "Isn't it more comfortable to work during the day and rest at night than to wait all day to serve the nobles?"

With a terrifying look in his indifferent eyes, the young man just looked directly at the leader.

The leader was so frightened that he took two steps back, and suddenly became angry, pointing at the young man's nose and scolding: "What are you? If you don't help us, forget it, and speak for them, what is the difference between you and us in the aristocratic mansion?"

"What's the difference?"

The young man couldn't hold back his laughter, stroked his neckline with one hand, and took off his shirt, revealing his bare left arm in the wind and snow.

"What's the difference? The difference is that the laborers threw this arm out of the city! The city was won by the laborers! The labor-management brothers exchanged their lives!"

"You say you helped in the siege of the city, then look at them!" The young man pointed with his right hand to the onlookers, "As long as it's a man, look at which one of them is not injured! Look at you, your master has already run away, and he is still here to die for them, and he is really so comfortable to be a man-eating wild dog?"

After the young man finished speaking word by word, he looked at the troublemakers who were directly pointed out and wanted to refute, turned his head and left here.

"Lord ...... Castle Guard"

"Captain...... Guards, gather a crowd to make trouble, bring them all back to me!"

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