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The old copper coin crossed a perfect curve and landed on the girl's white palm. The man has a warm smile on his face, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

"It's amazing, I can see it at a glance."

The little girl who was praised blushed and happily accepted her booty. The shabby-dressed girl held the copper coin and smiled sweetly at the man, "Thank you, big brother." ”

For such a poor girl, even a copper coin is a great joy worth rejoicing for a whole day. It's great to get a copper coin just by playing a game with this good-looking big brother. Even for children, the game of tossing a coin and guessing which palm it landed on is very simple.

"No" The man looked at the purple-haired girl in front of him, his eyes flashed with nostalgia, "It should be me who should be thanked, it's really too similar, if Ling hadn't died, she would probably be as old as you, right?" ”

The man was not so much looking at the little girl's face as he was looking at the girl's beautiful purple hair. This beautiful short hair began to slowly coincide with a figure in my memory. The man muttered softly to himself, as if there was boundless guilt in his eyes. Faintly, there were even tears flickering.

"If I had been okay at the time, I would have had the eldest lady this time. I'll never run away again."

The girl tilted her head, and she held her fingers in her mouth. Some didn't quite understand why this big brother was suddenly so excited. But the intuition of a simple girl told her that this big brother in front of her. It seems sad. The girl immediately smiled and said to the man: "Big brother doesn't cry, don't cry, sister said that boys can't cry." ”

"Ah, that's true." The man wiped the corners of his eyes and calmed down, "By the way, little sister, where are you going?" Such a drag? ”

Indeed, as the man asked, this little girl naturally did not go out alone. Behind her, there were more than a dozen adults. Staring around wary. The man at the head was talking to a man dressed as a knight.

"Brother Guy said he was going to Desmond, and he said the old man there was very nice. It's much better than the fierce old man" The little girl who has never been in the world is obviously not wary, the man just asked casually, and she said everything in 1510, "My brother said that the lord wants more and more taxes, and he can't live anymore." Instead of starving to death at the master's place, it is better to try your luck at the master in Desmond."

Master? Is it the lord of where? And the man who dragged his family raised his head and looked at the group. It's summer, after all. Even though Desmond has a relatively mild climate, it is very hot at noon. Still, those adults with dusty faces. Nor did he let his guard down. Although it is normal to be cautious when going out, it is so nervous. As if they were ready to fight with people at any time, and the tattered clothes on their bodies

Could it be a runaway serf?

"Sister. Who are you talking to? ”

Just as the man was thinking, a girl's voice was heard in the distance. And he seems to be very familiar with the girl. The purple-haired girl had a soft smile on her face, "Ah, it's Sister Lloyd." I play games with this big brother, and he's a very nice guy. ”

The ignorant girl casually issued a good person card for the man, but the girl didn't let go, she grabbed the girl's little hand and bowed slightly to the man: "I'm sorry, my sister has caused you trouble." But we have something to do now, and we're about to leave, so please forgive me. ”

As the maiden had said, the conversation between the leader of the group and the knight seemed to be coming to an end. Looking at them, it seems that they are not going to continue to rest, but are ready to continue on the road under the scorching sun. And it was clear that the girl and the girl named Lloyd were also part of that group.

Although it is a pity that I can't talk to this little girl for a while. But he also knew that the other party was in a hurry, and the man was simply there, he stood up and waved his hand at the cute little girl: "Then, see you later, cute little sister." ”

"Big brother goodbye!"

"Lord Roland, what happened to those people just now?"

The group of people looked hurried, as if someone was chasing them behind, and it was very suspicious. But in the case of a team of adults and children like them, it is really not a robber.

And the purpose of their trip is to clean up the bandits of Desmond.

"It's a serf from Ormond." Roland casually exposed the lies of the other party's leader, without the slightest anger at being deceived on his face, when he showed the way for the group of people before, Roland had already seen through the other party's identity: "Earl Ormond has been getting more and more excessively recently, and the serfs under his hands have begun to be unable to get by, and it is normal to want to escape, but that guy is not too stupid, and he didn't touch those people." Alas, who cares about the life or death of serfs? ”

Roland sighed, but didn't take a few sips as usual. Although this guy is an out-and-out drunkard, the veteran oilman still knows when to be lazy and when to be serious.

In fact, the fact that the serfs will run away has a lot to do with Sinloth. Even the Imperial Code would not protect the lives of those serfs. More often than not, serfs were treated as property, not as people. Even in some provinces of the empire, the nobles who maintained the ancient law still used serfs as dowry when their daughters were married.

If it had been placed in the past, there would have been no other way out for the serfs unless they fled into the deep mountains and forests or fell into the grass. As mentioned earlier, serfs were more often regarded as wealth. And blocking people's money has always been regarded as killing parents. Their own serfs fled to other lands. That's definitely something to do with the big deal. And in order to reduce the trouble, the lords are mostly not willing to take these serfs - of course. If the value of a serf exceeds the amount of gold needed to wage a skirmish. Then the lords also definitely don't mind telling each other, what is called [something that falls to the ground.] are the property of the lord].

The previous policy pursued by Sinlos to win over the exiles violated the tacit agreement between the lords.

"But it's none of our business, since Lord Sinloth has made this decision, then there must be a corresponding response, and we have to fight." Roland shrugged and pulled out a map with many circles, "Instead of worrying about this, Kemparella, you might as well come and show me this map." Lord Sinloth's handwriting is so beautiful, but how this map is drawn is like a dog has chewed. I don't understand it at all. ”

"Really? Let me see. ”

However, Kempareira still didn't understand it in the end.

Although he and Roland were both Desmonds, Sinloth's map was a little too sorry. The two of them did their best, even activating the part of their heads that was responsible for imagination, and they only barely managed to determine their place. And the direction indicated by those circles is really sorry.

"Although Lord Sinloth is sure that the damn bandits are operating within the confines of those circles. But this map draws "Roland with his teeth and an unhappy face," except for himself. Who understands it? ”

"That's true, let's think of something else."

Originally, in the land of Desmond, banditry was also a valuable profession like a national treasure. But with Sinloth's arrival in Desmond, the realm finally began to come to life. However, the Fanzhuo family is now in short supply. Not only the knights who are junior non-commissioned officers, but even the soldiers under their hands are also stretched.

And this also gave those heroes of the green forest a chance, and the heroes who licked the blood with their knives made a few deals. Raided several merchants who traveled to and from Desmond. After gaining a lot of gains, he also successfully sent himself to Fanzhuo's must-kill list.

Small money, money. Genuinely sweet. In fact, Sinlos is not very short of money. But want to deduct gold coins from a rabbit's mouth. That's definitely just a self-defeating one. Let that group of stupid robbers know that the laws of the empire cannot be challenged, the majesty of Van Zhuo cannot be provoked, and the small gold coins of Xinluo cannot be robbed, it has become a top priority.

To govern the territory, it is natural to grasp it with both hands, and both hands must be hard. On the one hand, for those lovely and obedient lords, it is natural that they need to be as warm as spring. And for those hooligans who undermine the stability of imperialism, it is natural to give them the harshness of winter. Cinroth wasn't there before, but he let the idiots stumble for a while.

Now, it's time to give them a taste of the iron fist of imperialism. And this is also the first mission of the clown who has officially turned into a magician.

After truly becoming a Dharma Master, Kemparella's whole person was full of energy, and he was no longer the gloomy dead appearance he used to be. I have to admit that the high-spirited clown is actually very good-looking.

"Let's go and see first, that tongue has been around for so long, it should be spoken."

"Well, did he say that?"

"I'm sorry, Lord Roland." The young soldier was panting, his face flushed with exhaustion, but he still couldn't hide the shame on his face, "Brothers have worked hard, but no one has done this before, and I'm afraid that he will not be able to bear it with a heavy hand, so"

In the trees not far away, a grim-looking man of the green forest was being served by several Desmond soldiers. And on his face, there are still tears left by the iron fist of imperialism.

"No, you guys." Roland poked the soldiers' heads with some hatred, and his tone was full of resentment, "If I had been in the regiment, I would have killed you first." It's been a long time, and I can't let a tongue open my mouth. Forget it, I'll do it myself. ”

Arian Hurd trained soldiers in a way, but as she practiced, those soldiers were as old-fashioned as her. The soldiers didn't say anything about the war, but these little guys were far from being able to do this kind of work. There was no way, the old rascal had to go into battle in person.

"Wait, Lord Roland, let me do it this time."

The soldiers were all locals, and naturally they did not have any good feelings for these robbers. Although I was afraid that my hand would be too heavy, I killed my tongue, but I didn't save my black hand.

Kemparella looked at the bruised man in front of him with a leaky smile on his face. The magic of the illusion system is so special that almost all of them act directly on people. And those people in Desmond, he really didn't dare to try it. Now there's a test subject, which is a good thing.

"Die, I won't say it." The man's chest rose and fell violently, and the pupils in his eyes had begun to dilate, just repeating the simple words mechanically, "Big brother will come to save me"

"Really? So who do you see who I am? ”

Kemparella took off the wand that had been pinned to his waist, tapped the man's head gently, and whispered a few strange incantations. In his eyes, the light without the slightest emotion is slowly emerging.

"Look at me now, who am I?"

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