Roland and Tamara walked out of the inn and joked with each other all the way to the Great Arena, the starting point of the workers' march. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

From a distance, I saw that the square was crowded with people, and there were still half an hour before the march started, and more than 2,000 people had already come.

"I've got to find a way to get Shabalin here," Roland groaned as he touched his chin and turned to Tamara, "You've prepared a few 'Transfiguration Techniques' today." ”

Tamara smiled and replied, "Not a single one!" Waiting for Roland to show a disappointed expression, he changed his words and told him proudly: "I only need to prepare magic spells, and arcane magic can be cast spontaneously." ”

Roland patted his forehead, "yes, I almost forgot, you're a true necromancer at the Warlock and Priest level, so you don't need to prepare arcane. ”

"Is there anything I can help me with?"

"Wait a minute, you may need to resort to your spells."

Roland was about to elaborate on his intentions, when Vigraf rushed over from the opposite side, panting and saying, "I have informed my lord, I will come back and keep an eye on Shabalin." ”

"Then you're just in time, go and call him, I want to talk to him."

Without saying a word, Vigraf turned and walked towards the arena where the crowd had gathered.

Tamara looked at his back and frowned, "You let him go, isn't it?" I'm worried that this impulsive guy is going to mess things up. ”

Roland shook his head and smiled: "He is in this business, and it is indispensable to deal with similar group incidents in the future, and it doesn't hurt to accumulate more experience now." ”

Vigraf squeezed into the crowd and immediately alerted Shabalin, who stared at him coldly: "What are you doing here?" ”

Vigraf squirmed in his throat, and his stomach was full of anger and curses, and he said expressionlessly, "I want to ask you to go out and talk and find a quiet place, and Mr. Roland is here." ”

"I know you! thugs of the city guards, what do you want to do here! ”

"You want to arrest our leader? First of all, I have to ask all the workers here if they say yes! ”

"Don't talk nonsense with this lackey! Strip him naked and throw him out! ”

"Hang him! The lackeys should be hung on the street lamps for public display! ”

In the face of the agitated workers and the curses that filled his ears, Vigraf felt a little dizzy as if he had been hit by a huge wave. Trying to keep his composure, he raised his hands high and shouted, "Calm down, everyone, I have no ill will!" ”

"If I wanted to arrest Shabahin, I wouldn't be here alone!"

"I have no weapons, no guards, and I stand alone with my hands held high in the middle of your thousands, what are you afraid of?"

"Is it fear of my profession, my uniform, my strength, or a lack of confidence in your career?"

"Is it possible that a small officer has confused you, and that you have any faith other than swearing and violence?"

The crowd did not calm down because of his questioning, and the commotion intensified until Shabalin raised his hand and fired a "smashing sound wave" into the sky, and the loud sound was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which shook people's hearts and quieted down in unison.

Shabalin stared coldly at Vigraf in this strange silence, and said slowly: "That's very good, Captain Vigraf, I didn't expect you to say such interesting things and make such thoughts, I can accompany you on a trip and talk about topics that we are all interested in." ”

"Shabalin, don't go! This guy didn't have a good heart! ”

"Yes! This crook will put you in jail! ”

Shabalin shook his head and smiled, waving his hand to signal that his union mates did not have to worry about him.

"We are not an official organization, we are not a corporate chamber of commerce, we are not gangsters, we are different in that we don't need an emperor or a savior! I am here or not, everyone has to do the same, not by my orders, but to express the appeal of each of you, for your own good! What's the point of leaving for a moment? My heart will always be with you! ”

Thunderous applause rang out in the square, and the workers suppressed their grief and indignation as they watched their leader depart in high spirits.

Vigraf grabbed Shabalin's arm and said hatefully: "You are really good at demagoguery, noble Mr. Shabalin! With my backdrop, you dress yourself up like a hero! ”

Shabalin chuckled, "So you should tie me up with a rope and send me to the gallows." ”

"Come on, I'm not interested in playing tricks with people like you, it's Mr. Roland and ...... His friend wants to talk to you. ”

"Oh? Mr. Roland ......" Shabalin put away his smile, his face a little solemn, "I heard that he helped the lord and his wife improve their financial difficulties, took the city's casinos back to the official camp, separated the monopoly of magic items from the religious affairs of the temple, and replanned the ticketing plan for the tournament, which is really a big deal." ”

"Why, how dare you be dissatisfied with his move?"

"From my personal point of view, the division of the commercial division of the temple into a franchise will inevitably affect the business of my small shop, but from the point of view of the city operator, he is a genius." Sabahrain sighed with emotion.

Vigraf shrugged, "This is the first time we've reached a consensus. ”

"Ha, I hope it's not the last time."

The two men boarded in a black chariot from the Ministry of the Interior, and the riders followed the procession around the city at Vigraf's beheed. In the carriage, Roland and Tamara sat side by side, while Shabalin and Vigraf sat across from them.

Shabalin looked at the handsome young gentleman beside Roland, and couldn't help but look puzzled, "Mr. Roland, what do you want me to order?" ”

Roland smiled slightly, "Shabalin, I know that you are very busy, so I won't say polite words, I know the reason why you organized this demonstration, and I only support your actions on my own behalf." ”

Shabalin's face softened, "Thank you very much for your sympathy, but unfortunately there are not many nobles in Kitland City who are as reasonable as you." ”

Roland sighed, and continued: "Shabalin, to tell you the truth, I have spent a lot of time on money these days, and if you are willing to endure one more day, the arrears of wages will be paid to you, and there is no need to take such drastic measures." ”

"But the money hasn't been sent yet, has it?" Shabahin shrugged, "If we don't take a fierce protest, God knows when we will get the money, this kind of thing is always a loss for the weak and compromising side." ”

Roland nodded, Shabalin's position is secretly in line with the laws of the game, this world is so cruel.

"Beowulf and Natasha have gone to the Grand Church Square with the money, and when you finish the procession, you will receive your salary there, and you are welcome to come back to work at any time, and you will not be in arrears in the future, I can guarantee this."

"That's good, Mr. Roland, you are a great person, and anyone who can get money is worthy of respect, not to mention that you are also very generous in spending money."

When Shabalin learned that the problem of unpaid wages had been resolved, he was relaxed and had a smile on his face.

Roland glanced at him with a solemn expression: "However, things are not as simple as you think, and today's parade may cause bloodshed." ”

"It can't be!" Shabah categorically denied that "the principle of upholding the peaceful march has been unanimously endorsed by the participants, and we will not be the first to resort to violence unless the city guards come forward to suppress it!" ”

"Unanimous approval?" Tamara couldn't help but sneer, "You can't help but overestimate your leadership, in fact, among your trade union cadres, there are people who have fornicated with Oleg, intending to take the opportunity of the march to create bloodshed and sabotage the preparations for the tournament, you know nothing about these conspiracy, you are completely kept in the dark, where do you have the confidence to vouch for those five or six thousand people?" ”

Shabalin's face changed, "This can't be ......"

"So do you dare to bet with us?" Tamara curled her lips into a defiant smile.

Shabalin wiped his sweat, gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously.

"Bet on it!" (To be continued.) )