It's been ten years since Cremar left the main material plane. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Time is an incomparably brilliant painter, and it does not linger on the canvas of the plane, wiping or covering it, and all traces will fade in its wanton flow, but this is not to say that there are no exceptions, like the memories of the elves, who can remember everything that has left a deep mark on their long lives, and the passage of time only makes them clearer and thicker, not the other way around.

The Starlight River is still flowing, and the pass city that the elves have built outside the White Tower has begun to take shape, and the White Tower has not been able to gain the forgiveness of the Singh elves—maybe it will be a long time later, maybe never, just like Anrui's rule, her son cannot return to her for the time being, and although the orcs can no longer pose a threat to the current Highland Normans, the internal turmoil within the Highland Normans has made the young king worried and angry. While the orcs did not raise their swords against humans, humans were more than willing to draw daggers against their kind - in the past ten years, Leizhe and Lehman have been assassinated more than a hundred times, some have instigated Lehman to seize the rights and thrones he "deserved", and some have provoked Leizhe, either because Lehman has evil intentions or suspects Bernard of disobedience...... These careerists, even though they were hung outside the walls by the angry king every year, there were always people who were keen on it. There are certainly despicable people who want to rise to the top of ten thousand under one man, but many more are conspirators from Ruzel, Grenada, and the southern nations, especially the guilds, whether they are silver fingers or fine nets, who are willing to invade the country by any means that dare to expel thieves and assassins.

As Baldwin's adopted son, Berner is probably the only heir to his prestige and power in the army, he is now a knight, but also a mage, so almost everything in the Grizzlies can be resolved in Bernard's hands - the others, either because they don't know the mage or because they don't know the knights, can't balance the two forces in the legion - You know, when Baldwin formed the Grizzly Legion, he also learned some experience from his previous adventures, in the legion, not only the proportion of civilian knights is high, but those who only have talent, but because they have no surname and identity, or money bag spellcaster reserves, they are also in Berdwin's pocket, the Grizzly Legion provides them with mentors, spell books, and necessary consumption in the learning process, this fee was almost canceled after Berdwin's death, if it weren't for Bernard and Leona's insistence- After Leona went to the mourning wasteland, it was Lei Zhe's full support.

In three years, Duke Lehman will become the new Lord of Thunder Castle, he will leave the royal capital and go to Thunder Castle, his father was officially the protector of Thunder Castle, the Norman of the Highlands and mankind at the age of twenty, and he is the same, which makes people involuntarily sigh the mystery of fate, if there is no accident in Leizhe, or if Leizhe can leave a trustworthy heir before he dies, then Lehman will spend his life in Thunder Castle in which he may be short or long.

Anrui lowered her head and opened the letter again, and Berner assured her that only when Lehman became the new Lord of Thundercastle, Xiu, who was thousands of miles away, and Gavin returned to the royal capital with about 3,000 soldiers, and was sure that Raytzhe, who was Norman in the Highlands, had a loyal and powerful force to hold in his hands, he would be relieved of all his duties and return to accompany his mother and the homeland that was still very familiar to him in his memory, but in fact was extremely unfamiliar.

After the deformed tobacco industry was punitively destroyed, the White Tower fell into a rather long period of stagnation, or a full fifty years of regression, and it became desolate and impoverished, but not hopeless. In the second year after the burning of the obsidian temple in Gredi, the inhabitants of the White Tower returned, terrified and hesitant, but when they saw that their mansion, which had been seized by thieves or priests, was empty, they even danced with joy. Using the assets of the temple and the Thieves' Guild, Anrui recruited several people recommended by Master Antonio, including some of Master Antonio's disciples, and they were like a fresh breeze to clear the remnants of the dark power of the White Tower and the Partridge Hill, making the village quiet, making the road smooth, and pushing the status of the White Tower to every deserted corner. Later, the female lords of the White Tower bought large quantities of seeds, cloth, and food from the merchants, and every resident who returned to the White Tower did not have to worry about being besieged by hunger and cold. Other craftsmen also came with the fleet, hired by Anrui to repair houses contaminated with blood and ashes. Some of the houses had lost their owners forever and could not find their heirs, so craftsmen such as An Rui repaired them and used them as Sian Chay homes to house many homeless children, especially the homeless people. Ten years ago, when she first did this, she was even opposed by the merchants, and some people threatened to leave the White Tower again, because they agreed that these children with no surname, no identity, and no inheritance were born thieves, and they could never become a peasant, craftsman, or soldier, and they would only bring permanent disaster to the White Tower.

Now ten years later, these children have become the most willing helpers for businessmen, and perhaps there is no one in this world who knows better than them what it means to be free from everything, and that being a precarious thief is their only way out, but really, does anyone really want to be a hated and despised bitch? How many of the 1,000 thief apprentices will survive past the age of twenty, and even if they live, is it really alive? Like maggots or hyenas, bullying the weak, playing with kindness, betraying or betraying, even in their own rooms, in their own beds, they are still constantly worried that someone will stab them in the heart, and if they are caught, they will be tortured at the will of the consul or the inquisitor, and all the people in the city will come to watch, as if a mouse was doused with black oil and burned to death. They may not have understood it at first, but under the teaching of the mages and priests sent by Anrui, they learned to read, and they read every book they could get their hands on with hunger, and the more they read, the more their hearts became, so vast that they could not be filled with a few gold coins, and they knew very well that their actions were not only related to their own future, but also to the future of the homeless, if they succeeded, then the homeless people might be accepted by the people, and if they failed, then all the efforts and efforts would be in vain。

The most terrifying thing is that their success is like the triple walls of Thundercastle, which requires thousands of stone bricks to be meticulously built, but their failure is like a piece of paper floating on flames, and it will be reduced to nothing if there is a small spark.

Now the Ombudsmen of Anrui need to supervise not the displaced children, but the businessmen who have hired the displaced children, with their keen sense of smell, their attitude towards these children can be described as harsh, not all, but also a large part. If it had been Ann Rui, who had just become Lord of the White Tower and the Partridge Hills, she would have been angry and anxious about their disobedience, and she might have ordered her soldiers to arrest these merchants and throw them in prison, but now, she no longer acted impulsively because of her feelings.

More merchants came, just as the White Tower was still the window to the outside world for the Singer elves, yes, now, the White Tower and the Partridge Hills were no longer the snow honey, Mithril, and Adamantite gold, and the "tobacco" that could make you forget everything, but Anrui had new goods—sugar from the Dragonfire Islands, and latex and spices. Latex is a fresh product, discovered by black-haired dragonborns on a remote island in the Dragonfire Islands, and it has many uses and is very rare temporarily, but it is also a favored item by spellcasters like snow honey, mythril and pure gold, and cobalite red - it has good ductility, sealing, and corrosion resistance, and has few obvious drawbacks other than intolerance to high heat and cold - and it can be said to be indispensable in some sophisticated experiments. It stands to reason that the latex should belong to Cremar, or be managed by his agent, but he gave his territory to Berdwin, and then Berdwin's son Leizhe, as his heir, also had the right to use the side island and even the entire Eastern Crown, because the Highland Norman was too distant, and this right was eventually transferred to Anrui as a reward for Berner.

These precious goods were transported all the way from the Billy Fortress to the White Tower, which became a new transit point and trading place, and people came and went, and there were more options for everything, including the children of the displaced people, who finally dared to say "no" with the encouragement of their mentors The former merchants could not help but be angry and frightened, but their slander and bribery could not shake Ann Rui and the children's teachers, so they had to give up these industrious and docile children in favor of the discerning and daring adults at a higher price.

Anrui rolled up the parchment and put it in her dimensional bag, she walked along the embankment in the gentle breeze, the twilight was slowly falling, and the lampposts in front of the house were gradually lit up, a scene that Berner had not even seen, Anrui imagined the first time he saw these lampposts, this is the white tower she wanted to give to her child, rich, serene, peaceful...... She had almost lost it, but thankfully, she had a chance to make it back.

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A few days later Berner received a reply from his mother, and he read every word with a tender and longing feeling, and he swore that he missed his mother and the White Tower just as much, but he didn't have even a day or half a day to spare, and the Highland Norman was like a ship sailing down a great river, full of sharp reefs and sharp whirlpools and undercurrents, and the scarred ship could no longer withstand even the slightest impact.

Three days earlier, his subordinates had caught a spy from one of the southern kingdoms, and as a beautiful and official emissary, she had the opportunity to get close to His Majesty - if it weren't for the sudden and frantic barking of Reije's hound, perhaps people might not have been able to discover that the smell of her came from the extinct "tobacco", which could now be sold for a thousand or ten thousand times the price it used to be, because its raw materials were as scarce as the heart of a dragon. But after refining and strengthening, it only takes one time to make it addictive.

Fortunately, from the very beginning, the hounds around Lei Zhe have been trained accordingly, and some people think that this is redundant, but now it seems that there is nothing more prescient than this.

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