After the three Austin left, the castle returned to its former silence.

Old Lacey, the housekeeper, still looks like a god, and he haunts like a ghost all day long.

Dina, who won the battle against the high-level fighting warriors, still wears a tight maid costume every day, with two fingers as thick as a radish, and hides in the room with thin silver needles to practice embroidery.

Eren still eats and sleeps every day, sleeps and eats, and counts the ten gold coins issued by the Magic Association.

You must know that ten gold coins are half a year's income for ordinary people, and Alan took a quill pen to write and draw, calculating that when the gold coins arrived, he would be able to cope with Dina's several meals.

Although the castle is large, there are only three people in it, and the daily expenses are not much, and most of the expenses are on Dina's mouth.

A few days after the boring days, the castle welcomed a second wave of guests.

This time, the guests were very polite, not only with humble smiles, but also with gifts.

Eren ordered Dina to open the castle gates, and the master and servant greeted each other with smiles.

"Your Excellency, your most humble servant, the Clerk of the Outposts, is here to greet Yorkshire."

Yorkshire was very neat in a straight uniform, his long black and white hair was combed into a ponytail, and his deep facial features showed the charm of an old man, although he was only in his early thirties.

Alan led Yorkshire into the living room and looked at him with a smile.

Yorkshire was very good, without polite words, and directly reported all the taxes of the outpost county this month.

After finishing speaking, he nodded to the subordinates behind him.

A small bag of gold coins was placed on the table, and Allen's eyes lit up.

Dina behind her grabbed the small burden, weighed it twice, and then exclaimed, "Why are there so many? After speaking, without waiting for the others to speak, as if being chased by a dog, he ran back upstairs with long legs, as if he was afraid of being snatched away.

Yorkshire smiled awkwardly, and after motioning for his entourage to leave, he explained worriedly: "The royal city has come to order, before entering the winter, the Holy See legions will pass through our outpost county and start another campaign against the infidels. ”

Alan understood, the Holy See is ready to find other races to fight, the outpost county borders the wild ancient plain, there are 100,000 barbarians on it, everyone believes in the god of the wasteland, Kakalu, the Garnia Plain on the north side of the wasteland, and there are many dwarves and giants, they believe in a variety of gods, everyone believes in them, but they don't believe in the supreme god.

As for who the Holy See is going to beat, Alan doesn't care, it has nothing to do with him anyway.

As the number one force on the continent of St. Cassis, the Holy See basically does whatever it looks like, today it will clean up the Beamon beast clan, tomorrow it will scourge the barbarians of the wasteland, and the reason for the war is also very simple and rude, the continent is unified, the faith is unified, whoever does not believe in the supreme god will be beaten until you believe it.

"Which legion knows?" Alan asked casually.

Yorkshire replied quietly: "Yes, the Earth Walking Dragon Legion, the Holy See ascetics and the legion leader may come in advance, and they will temporarily live in the ancient castle at that time, and Wang Cheng said that our income does not need to be handed over this month, and it will be used to entertain the Holy See's old men." ”

"Hey!" Alan got up and stood at the door of the window, and muttered, "War, when will you stop your conquest, O High God, do you believe that you will engage in ethnic conflict?" ”

The scorching sun's rays shone on Allen, who was sent, and Yorkshire, who was sitting upright, looked in a trance, not knowing what nerves the aristocratic scum in front of him was going to have.

As a once promising magistrate of the royal city, because he offended the high-level, Yorkshire was assigned to the outpost in disguise, and he has long been smoothed out by reality, and he will always be a humble and kind smile towards the top nobles in the past.

But under the mask, Yorkshire didn't have much respect for Alan.

The reason is simple, because Alan used to have many titles in Intracity that made Yorkshire shameful.

For example, the scum of the nobility, the waste son of the Grand Duke, the disgrace of the nobility, and so on.

Yorkshire is actually very jealous of Alan, the youngest son of the Grand Duke, who not only has an indescribable status, but also has a powerful father in the kingdom, but Alan has lived for more than 20 years, and he is going further and further on the road of cheating his father.

Yorkshire, who has great ambitions, often fantasizes that if he and Allen change identities, he will definitely be the brightest new star in the kingdom.

Before Allen was reborn and occupied the magpie's nest, the former second duke was indeed quite wasteful, and he couldn't succeed in writing.

When he was born, the Grand Duke had high expectations for this young son, because Allen, who was still a baby, actually showed a rare elemental affinity.

This discovery excited the Grand Duke's family for a long time, and they invited all the court mages to teach him about magic.

But what is surprising is that Alan in his childhood, although the elemental affinity is ridiculously high, it is a pity that he can't summon any spell, not even the most basic, in layman's terms, that is, the magic elements can quickly gather around him without him chanting.

It's a pity that all the farts are useless, the elements are gathered, and the magic can't be released, so I can attract a large group of little brothers by waving to you, but just behind you and watching, I won't go up to help you K people.

The eldest duke who became a father also took great pains, and when he saw that he couldn't be a noble magician, he would change his career to practice martial arts.

In the San Cassis Continent, where war is the main theme, high-level fighting warriors can always gain the awe-inspiring eyes of others.

Alan has been able to eat since he was a child, and his body is also strong, and after careful teaching, he may be able to become a high-level warrior in the future, so the Grand Duke has good hopes and arranges another path for his youngest son.

The tiger father really has no dogs, and Alan learns martial arts very quickly, whether it is the combat skills in the army or the swordsmanship of the side door, he can understand it at one point.

And then.... There was no then, from the age of six to the age of sixteen, Allen Mao's fighting spirit was not cultivated, but he became more and more able to eat, and his strength became greater and greater.

You must know that even if it is an ordinary noble child, after a few years of physical training and continuous breakthrough of his own limits, it will definitely take less than five years to stimulate his potential and cultivate his fighting spirit.

But Alan can't do it, in the past ten years, let alone fighting spirit, he hasn't practiced fighting farts, and the poor Duke pulled down his face and begged all the court magicians, and then begged the palace martial arts instructors, but the result was still a bamboo basket for nothing.

I wonder if Alan is his own Duke and the more frustrated he becomes, the magic is not good, the fighting spirit is not good, then let's change to a new trick, let's read, if the martial arts are not good, let's play Wen Tao.

If he hadn't changed his tricks, the Duke would still love his stupid son, but as soon as he came into contact with the books, Alan immediately fell asleep and fell asleep in a few seconds.

When everyone thought that Eren was lazy to sleep, the chief magician of the palace said that it was not sleepy, but meditation.

One word stirred up a thousand waves, and many magicians who heard the news were jealous to death, and even the chief magician of the palace shouted three times in public, "Unique!" ”

You must know that if a magician wants to enter meditation to accumulate mana, he must calm down and have no distractions, this process is very difficult, and even many famous high-level magicians cannot enter the meditation state in a short time.

But Alan did it very easily, as long as he looked at the book twice, he immediately fell into sleepiness and entered meditation, trying one by one, and when he meditated, it was exactly the same as sleeping, and there was a dream in the middle.

It turns out that the mana that Allen has accumulated all over his body in the past few years is comparable to that of a magician.

But it's useless, because Eren can't cast magic, just like your big guy with twenty centimeters in the air, and you can't get up at night.

The Grand Duke collapsed, and he felt that his stupid son might as well be lazy to sleep, at least he didn't look upset.

Not only the Grand Duke collapsed, but Allen's own mother, the noble Duchess all collapsed.

You must know that the Grand Duke Claire, who is a high-level fighting spirit swordsman known in the kingdom, is known to the outside world as the shield of Locke and the patron saint of the kingdom.

But such a powerful character actually gave birth to such a funny son, which no one in the kingdom can accept, and the Duchess almost didn't curse and swore that Alan was Lord Claire's species.

It is definitely the two parents who are biological and have the mentality of being out of sight and out of mind, and directly send Alan to the most marginal outpost county to fend for himself, and the province sees it every day to add to his own blockage.

The team that accompanied the outpost was accompanied by Dina, a sturdy servant who could eat better than Allen, and an old butler, Lacey, who had never heard of in the royal city, and then Yorkshire.

A top nobleman, with a trio of old, weak and ugly, took over the ancient castle of the outpost county and nearly a thousand subjects.

He didn't know about the others, but Yorkshire himself knew that he became the clerk of the outpost county, which was tantamount to a disguised match, because he had offended Allen's father before.

As for how he was offended, it was ridiculous, because he asked everyone a question in public, that is, who was more handsome, he or the duke.

The Duke gave him a simple answer, which was----------- "Get out!" ”

Then he was sent to the barren outpost as a clerk.

And his job is very simple, that is, he is responsible for the administration of public security, monthly taxes, agricultural development, border defense outside the county, cultural popularization, aristocratic reception, etc.

In addition to the clerk, poor Yorkshire went up to train the militia, mediate the conflict between the neighbors, and go down to deliver pregnant women, and in just a few months, his thick and silky black hair has now become less white.