In the ten months of astrology, the beginning of each year is called the Winter Qin? The charm of a person is slaughtered, so January is the month of socializing, and most of the kingdom's banquets and winter hunts are held during this month.

June is known as the Summer Moon, kneeling to refer to the moonlight of a summer night, and it is the day of Vaynd's magical revival throughout the summer sleep. As a result, the activities of wizards usually become frequent after the month, both living and dead.

But in July, the month of fire, the day when the sun walked on the earth. Perkin, the sun god, rules the power. As such, this month is the month of power, and in the far east, the orcs hold their biggest celebration of the month, the Flame Festival.

Similarly, this is a crucial month for the nations under the wings of the Sanctuary of Fire. The annual festival of the Eruin, the festival of fire, should have begun early in the month, but in the Golanshan Elsen region, now down to the peasants and nobles were not in the mood for the time being, because of the bad news of the ongoing war since the end of May.

However, it seems that things have improved somewhat, and rumors in the small countryside that the army of the terrible monsters of the south has stopped at Dragus. No longer marching north, so it was rumored that the Silver Wing Cavalry had won two battles on the front line and had collected many battle flags.

But there are also those who say that they have been defeated, in short, there are all kinds of news in the rear, which makes people unable to distinguish the true from the false. Thankfully, the countrymen are always willing to believe in the good, and thankfully, the Count of Naggin of Pragusburg was wise enough to protect the side, and everyone praised it.

It was not until the 7th that the army of Instalon turned to Jean Denel, and the countryside of Goran Elsen calmed down again.

It is said that some people have seen that the war is over, because July is the day when the sun walks on the earth, and the undead will burn as soon as they touch the ground, and the kingdom will naturally turn to a counterattack. I don't know where such rumors came from. Within a few days, it was widely spread in the area.

Brando sat at a nanmu table. Listening easily to the conversation between a few country farmers not far away, it had been two days since he and the others had left Ankze and were heading along the avenue towards Pragues. The front line gradually became less tight. The undead are dwindling, and the farmers are at least right, and the war is coming to an end.

Madden arrives at Ankze with the villagers of Buchi. When the news of the fall of the Buchi region reached the Van Meer Fortress, he rightfully became a hero. Even Buche's garrison and militia are gone, and Freya is on the list of commendations along with Roman. But it's still a small head, and Brando knows the main play is still to come.

After the end of the war, the kingdom needs to build heroes, which is an inspiring practice. Propaganda wars will always be you fight yours, I fight mine, it doesn't matter if you lose or win, as long as a ball of flowers is enough.

However, when they arrived at Ankze, Madden and his party were sent to Prague first. There was no conflict between the aristocracy's eagerness to reap the benefits of the garrison and the militia's need real praise, and they only needed to live up to their reputation for being able to command.

Although Brando had known that this name had ended up on the head of Count Prala, the commander of the White-Maned Legion. However, if you refine it, the details inside are nothing more than intrigue between local nobles and local legions.

However, there were two pieces of news that Brando did not expect.

One is that Bucci's garrison was not completely wiped out, and hearing that Breson and his two deputies survived, Brando's thought of that annoying guy was as disgusting as eating a fly.

But no matter what, as a person who has shared ups and downs, he is faintly relieved in his heart.

The other piece of news is a bit more meaningful. That is, "Tiger, Luc Besson is not dead." When Brando confirmed the news, his whole person was like being struck by lightning, neither worried nor relieved. Rather, there is an inexplicable illusion of gain and loss.

Has history changed because of him?

"Damn, you fools! It's just that Madara changed the original intention of the attack. What does it have to do with those timid and fearful aristocrats? These people don't even know who Count Brando's Naggin is? ”

Freya couldn't help but whisper a grumble, and the young man looked up. I saw the girl's face of disdain.

Brando couldn't help but laugh :. Count Nagin is the head of the Dragus family, which has a long history after this place, which is not comparable to the average minor noble

The girl with a long ponytail was stunned when she heard this, and her confidence was half less than half: "But, but he can't take everyone's credit" The purpose of those big people is different from ours. We won't have anything to do with them Brando smiled:. Again. You can't afford to be angry with these farmers in the country. Of course, you look down on those nobles because you know what they have in their bones. But these farmers in the countryside don't know that in their eyes. The aristocracy is a big man on the high, and it is natural to think so

Freya was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that she had been the same before, thinking that the people in the city were arrogant and well-informed, and the nobles were high and in control. She couldn't help but look at the young man across the table, as if she had grown up little by little since she met Brando, and understood much more than before.

Those who used to be unfathomable in her eyes are like Pingyao, and Yao has become flat, and what is the dominance of Huang during the day! "What about the change, or is Brando really so magical?"

Brando looked at her thinking and asked, "What are you thinking?" ”

"I'm wondering, have I changed?". People are bound to change, Freya, but there's just a difference

"Huh?" The girl was slightly stunned, and looked at him suspiciously with light-colored eyes.

"Wisdom

"Wisdom?"

"Wisdom is that you see more and know more than they do, and the more you see and understand, the more ordinary the world will seem to you." Brando replied.

"What about you, Brando?" Freya thought about it for a moment and couldn't help but ask the question she had always wanted to ask. Old!. Compared to you, so to speak. But once you know more about it. The world becomes more complicated in your eyes, and you have a kind of knowing and endless sincerity," the young man thought for a moment and replied.

Freya thought for a moment and shook her head slowly.

Brando laughed, "You'll understand. But he immediately saw that Miss Merchant, who was bored, put the tip of her chin on the table, and then raised her eyes to look at this side, looking pitiful, and could not help but lose half of her good temper.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

No Roman flatly denied it.

He was dumbfounded for a moment.

I have to say that this eldest lady's out-of-the-box thinking often makes young people's questions a little unsustainable, Brando thought about it and could only change the subject: "Anyway, what have you been writing about since yesterday?" ”

Roman's eyes lit up, she sat up, and replied, "It's the price." Brando

"Price Hammer"

"Because since the end of the new month, the price of food in Ankze has risen by more than 50%. If the war lasts until winter. Then Miss Merchant, Roman, will be able to complete the first business, and the future Miss Merchant's head replied in a straightforward manner.

Roman's words surprised both of them, two days ago, I saw this girl having a lot of fun alone in Ankze, and thought that she was completing her "own adventure" again, but she didn't expect to complete the market research unconsciously.

However, Brando was surprised by the merchant's acuity, and Freya was simply surprised that her friend had such a serious side...... That doesn't look like you're done." Brando, however, became interested, and couldn't help but reply: "The war will last until mid-July at most. Miss Merchant, your first plan is about to come to naught. ”

"Really?" Roman couldn't help but ask.

Little eight or nine do not leave ten, Brando said in his heart. It should be one hundred percent. However, he wanted to see the businessman's face when she was struck, but he was soon disappointed.

"Now," Brando Roman blinked, "I've heard that Pragues has been transporting wine and food from the Drags, Ankze, and Buchi regions for many years, and Ankzer and Drags have always been important grain producing areas in the south of the Golan and Elsen?" ”

Brando couldn't help but look at little Roman, thinking to himself that you even got this one.

"That's it. Pragues has a population of 35,000 because it is in a state of war. I guess I stopped making sake from the end of May, right?

"If the nobles get the news in advance. I'm afraid it's been since the beginning of May," Brando couldn't help but think that the signs of war were actually manifested in many ways, but the average person was seldom aware of them.

Miss Merchant's fingers wrenched: "In this way, if the war ends in mid-July." I'm afraid Ankze won't have time to sustain two festivities, and Pragues will have to cross the Vulture Mountains if he wants to collect wine and food from the north. In that case, including the loss, the price of alcohol in this area will probably be inflated

Brando was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but ask, "Who sued you for this?" ”

"My aunt often said that if you ignore the experience of the elderly, you will be punished by heaven." Roman looked at the two of them with sparkling eyes and replied solemnly: "There is the old John of the Manolan family, and the old man Anton, and the lame Carvin, Roman is very likable." Some of these old people have been making wine for the Pragus region for most of their lives! Brando, why don't you introduce one of them to you, Roman, the Great Merchant, they're pretty powerful

Brando couldn't help but glance at the merchant lady with her tail almost up to the sky, he believed that with the other party's small temperament, he would be liked by many people, but Roman-sama, "What is it?"

"So you want to take advantage of the end of the war and make a profit? That's what you're going to do?. He asked.

The merchant lady nodded like garlic...... Short on money? ”

Miss Merchant's head continued to nod like garlic.

"Wait" Freya stood up at the right time, she couldn't help frowning and said, "Brando, you won't be crazy with Roman too." We don't have much money. ”

"Freya, maybe little Roman will surprise us."

But Freya didn't believe that there would be such a thing as pie falling from the sky.

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