After much explanation, Bridget let him go. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Locke breathed a sigh of relief.

Women, always so sensitive. If you do something you shouldn't do, won't you be immediately recognized?

Originally, Locke was expecting Bridget to go to the kitchen to cook something to eat, but the girl shook her head and said with some disdain, as a paladin, as a nobleman, is this what I should do?

In fact, Locke knew in his heart that she wouldn't do it at all. Britte, who has been served by servants since she was a child, is a full aristocratic lady.

In this large house numbered 001, there is not a single servant, everything in the room is new. The new Locke couldn't go to the kitchen to cook something to eat, and there wasn't even a single ingredient in the kitchen.

And just when Locke was worried, a soldier outside the door brought milk, cheese, and wheat cakes for two. Locke inquired and learned that this was Shiloh's order.

Locke had to give Shiloh a thumbs up for her intelligence work, she knew that Bridget lived here, maybe it was the result of Bridget's deliberate publicity?

Having roughly settled breakfast, leaving a reluctant Bridget to pack her things, Locke left first.

In the early morning, there are already many merchants who have opened their shops to do business, and there are many girls carrying baskets and selling fresh bread along the way.

Bands of patrolling soldiers stopped, and they walked to the girls who were selling bread on the side of the road, holding steaming fresh bread and eating it on the side of the street.

Locke's appearance surprised the captains of these people.

"Hey! Don't eat it! ”

They hurriedly stopped their men and reminded them of the arrival of the Great Lord, and the soldiers hurriedly hid the bread in their hands everywhere, and some of them simply stuffed it into their mouths and hiccuped.

"Hello, Great Lord!"

"May the Light be with you! Great Lord! ”

"Fight for you! Great Lord! ”

The soldiers saluted Locke with high morale, but the slurred words made Locke laugh. Looking at the embarrassment of the soldiers, Locke understood very well. I think that when he was a soldier in the army, he was so nervous when he saw the division commander and political commissar.

"Why are you eating here?"

Locke asked curiously about the captain of the patrol team, and the young girls who were selling bread in the neighborhood were hiding behind the soldiers, looking at Locke timidly with a pair of eyes.

"Great Lord, we are all garrisons patrolling at night." The officer leading the rank of second lieutenant saluted Locke and explained, "Breakfast has already begun in the barracks at this time, and we still have an hour before the changing of the guard. ”

Locke turned to look at the soldiers on the street, most of them munching on hot bread, and some of them were even more angry.

"Normally, when we go back to the barracks, there are only leftovers. Coupled with the fact that the soldiers were reluctant to go to the cafeteria for breakfast after the evening patrol, we had to settle it here. After the changing of the guard, go straight back to the camp to sleep. ”

After the second lieutenant had finished explaining, he stood motionless and waited for Locke's reply.

"Oh, who paid for all this?" Locke looked at him and smiled and asked, "You can't let you pay for it yourself, can you?" ”

"We don't have to pay for it, my lord." The second lieutenant breathed a sigh of relief, and he explained to Locke with a smile, "These girls are civilians in this area, and their families are organized by Baron Berg to serve breakfast to the patrol team in a fixed place every day. Their remuneration has been settled by Baron Berg, and they are paid in advance every month. ”

"Oh!" Locke nodded abruptly, looking at the somewhat nervous ensign in front of him. Locke put away the smile on his face, and he saluted the soldiers on the street solemnly.

"Everyone's done a great job! It is because of your efforts that we have become safer, salute you! ”

The soldiers looked at Locke in amazement, and the bread in their mouths didn't know how to chew.

I don't know who took the lead and shouted, "For the Great Lord!" For Eva! ”

This slogan was quickly shouted by the soldiers.

Locke smiled and waved at them, striding away. Standing here, the soldiers will not be able to let go, and sometimes Locke also wants to be close to the people, but the soldiers don't think so, and the civilians will also deal with him carefully.

Drop by the Town Hall Square, which was once the center of Iva. However, as Iva gradually expanded, the center of the town gradually shifted to the newly built cathedral.

But even so, it's still one of the most bustling parts of Eva.

The city hall, the garrison, the logistics office and other government offices are located here. Most of the people living around it are the families of the Crusaders and the staff of the town hall, so it is also one of the safer places to live.

Most of the passers-by knew Locke, the Great Lord, and in a chorus of greetings, Locke walked briskly into the town hall.

What Locke didn't expect was that in the hall of the city hall, he saw a familiar figure.

Baron Berg was diligently lying on the top table, writing and drawing on the parchment beneath him, unaware of his arrival.

Locke walked over to the vacant chair and sat down, chattering casually, "So early?" ”

Berg looked up at Locke with a relieved smile on his face, then got up and walked down the top table, walked over to Locke and bowed.

"I'm sorry the Great Lord didn't go to meet you last night. We have a lot of things to do in Eva, and I have to deal with them, otherwise some of them will affect the next day's operation..."

Locke interrupted his explanation from behind, and he got up and said with a smile, "I know, everyone is watching your efforts. You are welcome to join us at Eva, and you are welcome! ”

Berg's young face turned red instantly, and Locke noticed that he secretly clenched his hands, and he bowed to Locke with some excitement, "Thank you for the recognition of the Great Lord, Berg will work hard for the Lord!" ”

"Ha, this is our common home. What each of us does, is for our Eva. Locke smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

A baron of his age, who was about the same age as him, had a great appetite for life and work.

Perhaps, more permissions could be given to him? Free Shiloh?

While Locke was looking at him, Berg was hesitating about something.

Some time ago, the Council of Nobles sent someone to contact him and handed him a letter. In that letter, Viscount White asked him to take time to go to Gadar, and it didn't say anything about it, but Berg vaguely knew why.

Berg was not the only nobleman living in Eva, but many nobles who had moved here.

Today, Iva's special geographical location and superior living environment have attracted more and more nobles to move here.

Among them, the nobles who owned the territory received a letter from the current Speaker of the Noble Council, Viscount White.