Tonight, Her Royal Highness Princess Lilina will be secretly sent to a nearby city to be housed.

And the few remaining Irma people are cleaning up the mess left by the ambush at the mouth of the tributary of the Emerald River.

They dug several large pits in the forest three kilometres from the riverbank, burned the bodies intensively, and buried them in the pits.

The sailors recovered all traces of the cleanup, then pulled anchor from the six sailing ships along the river and sailed overnight to a secret port on the north coast for restoration and storage.

In this way, tonight's battle became an unsolved case.

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Two full days had passed since the battles at the Emerald River and the Bluestone Castle, on the night of the third day.

Such a little story happened in the capital of the kingdom of Yelitvin.

In the capital of the Kingdom of Yeretvin, "Ocean City", there is a street called "Fussen Street" in the northeastern suburbs.

A fat man of unknown origin was lying in a dimly lit basement, with a beautifully packaged invitation on a small table next to his bed.

The fat man was dirty, and he had just come out of the coking coal yard with a large wave of ash and mud.

He was lying on the bed with all his body weak, motionless. The day's work took his breath away.

This is a social animal, a real social animal who works more than 11 hours a day with intense labor, and he is now squeezing out half an hour for himself to rest.

As the sun went down, he was in a hurry to attend a banquet, a banquet for the dignitaries of the kingdom of Eritvin.

It is a very peculiar thing that an ordinary worker who works hard should have an invitation to an upper-class banquet, which in itself is a contradiction.

In fact, he could have gotten this invitation, or it was also an invitation that he was qualified to get.

Five months ago, he was the second son of the owner of a shipyard in the kingdom of Eritvin, but five months ago his father died suddenly of a stroke, and his eldest brother took away all the inheritance left by his father under the prodding of his sister-in-law, and swept away his own fat man, who had always been unpleasant.

"Give a little bit of living expenses every month." This is the original words that his vicious sister-in-law directly mentioned to her soft-eared eldest brother.

Originally, I didn't plan to give this money, and I couldn't bear the tongue behind other people's backs, so my sister-in-law pretended to give a little bit every month.

The living expenses of eight silver coins a month are okay if you can barely support yourself, but with this little Weibo money, you can't save money at all.

So this fat man who is good at forbearance goes to his eldest brother and sister-in-law's house (the original home) at the beginning of each month and nods and receives a little bit of silver.

And the fat man himself found a coolie job with a relatively high salary, and tried to work for a year or two, and after accumulating his first wealth, he used the money to change his current situation.

At half past five this afternoon, after the fat worker had finished his busy day, he went to his eldest brother and sister-in-law's house to collect the silver coins. Qishu.com

"Sister-in-law." The fat man had a smiling face and nodded with a smile. "This month, I said that I would receive my living expenses, and I will receive them now."

"Hmph." The noble lady with a pair of red phoenix eyes snorted coldly, she raised her neck, and looked at the fat man with disdain.

I saw this thick little fat man, with a kind face, and his big fleshy face was covered with beads of sweat. He was covered in white overalls, covered in mud, dust, and black stains.

At the gate of the lavishly decorated manor, the noblewoman said, "Letus, have you come to eat for nothing again?" Didn't you go to work where coking coal is produced? You can get a lot of money in a month! You still want to be a vampire, take your brother's money for nothing, you think our money is blown by the wind. ”

"It's the wind! You poisonous woman! Fat Lester sneered, but he still smiled.

"Sister-in-law." Lester shouted outside the iron fence. "I'm a person with no skills, working in a coking coal plant is always clumsy and deducted from my salary, and I can't earn a few silver coins a month. If it weren't for my brother and kind sister-in-law, I would have starved to death. ”

"It's good to know." The lady said disdainfully, she really regarded kindness as a boast of herself, she took out her purse, and took out a few silver coins from her purse.

Because of the iron fence gate, the noble lady hated the mud on the little fat man's body, and directly shook her hand, threw out a few silver coins in her hand, and landed on the ground, clanging.

The little fat man Lester immediately bent clumsily down to pick up the silver coins scattered on the ground, and he took them into his hands one by one.

And the noblewoman on the other side of the iron gate fence gloated as the clumsy little fat man picked up the silver coins on the ground.

Originally, the action of giving money to the little fat man every month could be done by sending a servant or maid, but every time the noble lady did it herself, she just liked to watch the scene of the little fat man Lester bending clumsily to pick up the money, which brought her a pleasant feeling.

"Fortunately, this mother-in-law likes to see people unlucky or ugly, if it weren't for this, the behavior of sending money every month probably wouldn't be able to continue." Little fat Lester thought so, and his appearance became even more clumsy.

He had just picked up the last silver coin from the ground and wiped the dust off it.

At this time, along the path, a messenger came running to deliver the letter.

The messenger's eyes lit up when he saw the lady at the fence of the manor, and he took out a delicately wrapped invitation, and cried out, "May I ask if Mr. Garas is there?" This is an invitation to a banquet. ”

Garas was his eldest brother's name, and little fat Lester turned around and saw the invitation in the messenger's hand.

"Where is the invitation?" Before the lady could speak, the little fat man in a tattered shirt at the door began to speak.

The messenger looked at the little fat man a little strangely, and although he did not ask the main question, he would say it later, but fortunately he replied honestly: "This is an invitation from Lord William Tyrande to a banquet for the rich merchants and nobles near the capital, and this one is for Mr. Garas." ”

"Oh!" The little fat man's eyes lit up and he was about to speak, but his sister-in-law interrupted him.

"Oops, Mr. Courier has had a hard time, so why don't you come in and have a cup of tea? It's not busy for a while, right? ”

The messenger waved his hand and said, "Not busy." ”

"That's really unfortunate, my husband went to a distant place three days ago to discuss business, and this invitation was delivered, and no one else could go."

The little fat man Lester was shocked, and he pondered: "My sister-in-law has always been not very polite to people of low rank, and she has a proud posture. Why is it so polite this time, and it takes the trouble to explain? ”