On the streets of Baiou Harbor, a horse-drawn carriage is speeding forward. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the carriage, an old man and a young man sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere seemed a little strange.

"Mr. Kuntiliang, it is an honour to ride in the same carriage with you," Roland said with a modest smile as he extended his right hand to the white-haired old gentleman across the carriage, "I have never seen a poet of such high rank as you, dressed appropriately and without smiling. ”

Kun Tiliang held his breath and squinted his eyes at the handsome young man opposite.

The young man's speech was polite and polite, his manners were polite, and his demeanor was impeccable, but Kun Tiliang also sensed that there seemed to be some mysterious magic hidden in the depths of the other party's eyes, and he could see through other people's secrets at a glance, and even an old man like him, who was accustomed to seeing bloody storms, felt invisible pressure.

The elderly poet shook Roland's hand, and his left hand clenched the cane, his muscles tense. If the young alien on the other side made any threatening move, he would not hesitate to pull out the magic acpier, hidden in his staff, and return the color.

However, the other party did not have any hostile behavior, which made Kun Tiliang secretly ashamed, blaming himself for being nervous, perhaps trying to save face, he smiled contemptuously, and asked proudly in the usual and highly rhetorical tone: "Do you think that you have to be the kind of guy who dresses up with bells and whistles, plays the lute in the tavern, and tries his best to please the hostess to be a poet?" ”

"Forgive me for being unheard, Mr. Kuntiliang, for it is true that most of the poets I have met admired the ornate and exaggerated costumes, and were keen to please those around them with their singing or playing skills."

"I don't need to please anyone, young man, I convince you." Kun Tiliang took out his cherished sepiolite pipe from the pocket of his woolen coat, "Do you mind if I smoke?" ”

Roland shook his head and made a "please do it yourself" gesture.

Kun Tiliang lit the tobacco and inhaled a deep puff of spicy and fragrant smoke, his expression soothing.

"Young people, there are many kinds of poets, some are content to entertain themselves, some are good at using magical music to please and even deceive others, and these are not the paths I have chosen, I am a serious poet, and the art I specialize in is neither singing nor playing, but 'speech', and the ancient philosophers attached great importance to this art of language, which was called 'eloquence'."

"Taught." Roland bowed slightly.

His polite gesture pleased Kun Tiliang, and a smile appeared on his majestic face: "Young man, I have heard of you, a knight of Sindra from the south, you are very intelligent, eloquent, and charismatic, and although you always appear in public as a knight and a soldier, you seem to me to be more like one of my fellow believers. ”

Roland smiled: "I feel the same way, but then again, the wise Lady Sindra taught us that the fate of man depends on individual efforts, but also on the course of history, whether it is a brave knight, a shrewd businessman or an unrivaled diplomat, if he insists on going his own way and going against the tide of history, it will end in tragedy." ”

Kun Tiliang restrained his smile, and his face turned cold: "Are you sarcastic?" Because I published the original manuscript of Maximian's manifesto in the morning newspaper, or because I was against the airship? ”

Roland met the old man's displeased gaze, and responded neither humbly nor arrogantly: "You reprinted the pirate leader's speech in the newspaper, including speaking for the pirates, in the final analysis, it is all business, and it is not a big deal, but you oppose the development of airships, with all due respect, it is inevitably a lack of foresight." ”

Kun Tiliang snorted coldly, and was about to refute when the carriage suddenly stopped.

"Master Kuntiliang, Mr. Roland, the road ahead is blocked, and the dock workers have surrounded the airship company, and it seems that they are protesting and demonstrating." The coachman looked back.

"I'll get off here." Roland flicked his fingers, and a silver coin flew into the air with a "zheng" and landed in the driver's hand.

Jumping out of the carriage, Roland buttoned his coat and turned back to Kun Tiliang and smiled: "Goodbye, Mr. Kun Tiliang, I hope we can have plenty of time to communicate next time we meet." ”

Kun Tiliang didn't make a sound, staring at the young man's tall and straight back disappearing into the flow of people, stunned.

"Master Kun Tiliang, don't you get out of the car yet?" The coachman urged.

"No, I don't need it here," Kun Tiliang waved his hand happily, "Send me back to the office." ”

Across the street, a noisy crowd was crowded in front of the airship company's gates. These sailors were tanned, strong, and swore in a rough voice, with a loud voice like a whistle, and they had been poured a lot of rum before they came, and the image was no different from that of a group of bandits.

The two iron gates were closed, blocking the group of drunken men from the airship company's compound. Four security guards, dressed in uniforms and steel helmets, confronted the sailors through the gate, clutching sticks in their hands and wiping cold sweats from time to time.

The irascible sailors shouted and slammed the gates, trying to break in and destroy the airship that was said to take their jobs and draw pirate wrath for the city-state.

"Get out of the way!"

The crowd parted abruptly, and a man with a flowered turban walked to the gate, spat into the palm of his hand with a snort, rubbed his hands, pulled out his saber from his waist and slashed at the chain that bound the iron gate.

The thumb-thick steel rope is not unsturdy, but it is not an insurmountable obstacle in front of this level 4 ranger and level 5 ronin, not to mention the extremely sharp +1 pearlsteel scimitar in his hand!

Boom! The sparks burst into flames, and the steel rope was slashed by Lud-Melkin, and the iron gate was opened.

The sailors applauded, and their leader, Lud-Merkin, stormed the compound.

The four security guards were shocked that the situation was not good, and waved sticks to try to step forward to stop them, where could they stop this group of wolf-like drunks, and in a blink of an eye, they were knocked to the ground, and their noses and faces were swollen and fled in a hurry.

"Phew! It's useless to fix these profiteers' lackeys, guys come with me and smash the airship! Lud-Melgin shouted.

"That's right! Go smash that damned airship! ”

"And the machine that makes the airship can't be spared!"

The drunks, their faces flushed with excitement, shouted and rushed into the backyard factory, and when they saw the machinery and equipment, they rushed up and picked up sticks and smashed them indiscriminately. The workers who tried to stop them from sabotaging were also seen as accomplices of the airship company, beaten with sticks, and forced to flee the factory with their heads in their hands.

The sailors laughed, took the bottle out of their bosoms, drank it on their heads, and followed Lud-Melgin with their sticks, passing through the factory, smashing open the gates, and breaking into the dock where the Aurora airship was located. (To be continued.) )