Young and strong horses walked briskly along the country roads. ↗ In the top novel, Lawrence in a straw hat is driving the horse, but he is thinking about his heart.

As a foot trader, he has so much to care about. Where the price of goods has risen, the price of goods has fallen. Where the goods are profitable, and where the goods are not profitable, they can be befriended to the villagers there.

Compared to those big businessmen, businessmen with meager capital, they have to rely on their own ingenuity to earn a little income for themselves.

This is the case with foot merchants, not only by chance, but also by the ingenuity of the businessman. If you're not careful, you can lose everything – tax collectors everywhere have a variety of tricks on how to exploit small traders.

Fortunately, all of them are starting to get better. Just like the footsteps of a horse, although it still carries a heavy burden, it has finally become lighter. If we continue like this, we may be able to have our own store in less than five years.

Claes, how are you now?

"Lawrence, what are you trying to write about, you seem to be happy?" Although young, the horses are not without experience walking on such trails, so they don't need much thought on the part of the goather. Before he knew it, Lawrence was distracted. Although it was only a casual movement, it was extremely conspicuous to his keen travel companion.

The ears twitched cutely, showing the strong curiosity of the owner.

"Herro, how can you show your ears!" Although it's not the first time I've seen it, I have to admit the cuteness of this pair of ears. But in broad daylight. Thus revealing his own abnormality, even though there was no one around. But it almost scared Lawrence to death.

"But it's uncomfortable to wear a hood all the time." The girl is wagging her big beautiful tail. whispered to his travel companions. However, despite all that, Herro obediently put on his hood and covered his unusual ears.

And after this little episode, the two of them seemed to have forgotten about the question of Herro just now. Herro, who had been huddled in the carriage and studying the spoils of their war for the past few months, had apparently done her job.

"Herro, have you seen them all?"

For a trader, in addition to normal trade, picking up some spills once in a while is also a way to make money. It's just for Lawrence. This is undoubtedly somewhat difficult. The empire is too vast and produces too many things each year. Many inconspicuous little things are obviously valuable, but because of the problem of experience, even if they are placed in front of Lawrence, he often does not recognize them, so he can only miss them in vain.

But Herro is different. The girl who calls herself a virtuous wolf seems to be very experienced in this area. Thinking about it, I don't know how many years she has lived, maybe she has also experienced the glory of the ancient empire.

"Those things I received yesterday. How's it going? ”

"Well, it's okay, it's always a little higher than the price you offered. That's good, Lawrence. ”

Lawrence was increasingly glad that he hadn't handed over the suspected witch girl to the church that night. in exchange for the high bounty. According to Herro, it is undoubtedly that Lawrence's vision has improved again, and he has not misestimated the price. For foot merchants. There is nothing more delightful.

Business is like the weather, there are losses and gains. The price of goods is also not always constant. There are ups and downs. But self-improvement is something that can be used for a lifetime. It's just that. But the joy in my heart seems to come from more than that.

Herro was complimenting him.

"By the way, I almost forgot about it." As if remembering something, Herro picked out a few tattered scrolls from the pile of debris in the carriage, "Don't sell these things to the church." ”

I vaguely remember that it was a miscellaneous item acquired yesterday, although it seems to be a scroll handed down from ancient times, but it is too casually preserved, completely destroying the beauty of the antiquity. And the strange words are as distorted as tadpoles. Lawrence didn't recognize it at all, and just offered a low price at the time.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" In this day and age, knowledge is always in the hands of a few. And such scrolls are probably only willing to be acquired by scholars and monks who are cultural people.

"Because it was written in Celestial Language." Herro carefully put away the scrolls and placed them in a small box: "Although I don't think there are a few people in the current clergy who can understand this language. But if you accidentally run into someone who really understands, then you are doomed to those hypocrites who will never want the things described above to be passed on. ”

What the Celestial Language is, Lawrence doesn't know. Although the witch's words are not to be believed, Herro is. Despite his knowledge of the church, the odds of encountering such devout believers were terrible, Lawrence expressed his gratitude to his traveling companions.

"Thank you, Herro, for being so helpful. You're amazing, you seem to know everything. ”

"Of course, we're wolves!"

The girl flicked her tail and her ears twitched, looking quite happy. And in the girl's lovely smile, the horse walked towards Dublin with a firm step.

She always said that after ending the old contract, she would go back to her homeland. But she never mentioned where her hometown was. No matter how you look at it, Dublin should not belong to the north. She had just finished a trip to England with him, where was her hometown? And as time went on, Lawrence found that he seemed to be more and more inseparable from this girl.

Whether as a travel companion or a friend, she's a first-class excellent, no, and that's not all.

Herro held the reins, and he clung to the purse. Such days may also be good. I really hope that this journey can continue forever.

The horse's steps were brisk and leisurely, and a strange thought began to sprout silently in the young merchant's heart

"Hey, it's time to eat." The blonde girl held the tray and handed it to the stunned woman in front of her. And the woman seemed to notice the girl, showed a reluctant smile, took the tray, and fell into her own world.

Seeing this reaction of the woman, Illya felt that she was under a lot of pressure.

It's really big.

A few days ago, I received a letter from the old woman Rosa, saying that the Harvey troupe was in trouble and wanted her to try her luck. And she, who was short of manpower, naturally immediately put down a qiē thing and rushed over.

Unfortunately, all I got was the news that the Harvey Theatre Company had been disbanded. And, this woman who is in a trance all day long.

Luciola, in the circus industry, can be placed in any theater company and can immediately become a pillar of beauty. Whether it's figure or appearance, even the conversation is exceptionally good. In fact, many people privately speculate that she should be a down-and-out nobleman.

Illya doesn't care about her subordinates' speculation, she just wants a pillar that can hold up the scene. Although as the head of the troupe and the core of the troupe, she is the signature of the troupe, but how can there be too many outstanding members of this level? You know, when she formed the troupe, she made a bet with the old woman that she wanted to become the No. 1 troupe in the empire.

Harvey's death was so sudden, although judging from the scene, it seemed that something was wrong with the troupe, and it haunted the head of the troupe all the time. And the head of the regiment who went out to relax accidentally fell off the cliff because of the worries in his heart. Of course, Luciola, who has known the head of the regiment for many years, is extremely sad, so she looks so depressed. It's just a woman's intuition to tell Illya that things can never be so simple.

At least Luciola has to have a crush on Harvey, but Harvey's crush is someone else. The three then confronted each other on a cliff, starting with a verbal altercation and then an argument. Eventually, for some reason, Harvey was pushed off a cliff. The third party, who was extremely remorseful, chose to leave, and Luciola, who had lost her lover, seemed to be dead.

That's right.

Illya speculated casually, but there was still a gentle smile on her face: "Miss Luciola, in a while, we will be in Dublin, do you really not think about it, join us?" With your strength, I believe that everyone has no opinion on the position of deputy head of the regiment. ”

"Dublin?" The preoccupied, dark-eyed woman repeated the name, as if remembering something: "Is it Rosa's territory?" In this way, it seems that people like me should go to the Tower of Sinners and be with Fei Yi as companions, and never come out again. I'm sorry, Captain Elijah. ”

Things seem to be getting sour.

As an outsider, Illya really didn't know how to comfort Luciola. The grinning head scratched his blonde hair and smiled reluctantly: "I also regret the matter of Captain Harvey, it's normal for you to be sad." But the days ahead are still long, and you don't have to rush to answer me now, I think."

The carriage jolted, and Luciola looked out the window, but Illya didn't listen to a word.

What qualifications does a person like her have to live in this world? The Tower of Sinners may be her best home. Fei Yi, I can finally understand your mood back then. (To be continued......)

ps:The super long chapter is still left as a side.,Wait until I don't want to update it one day.,Just come out and be the fifth watch-w-