Chapter 127: The World Without Modrila (1)
January 1734 Porters City of Belis
After suffering an unprecedented famine, the city of Belice has lost its former glory, and a large number of civilians have died because of lack of food, homeless people, civilians and domestic servants, the corpses of these people are strewn all over the streets, and the inspectors have no energy to take care of them, and even they are suffering from hunger.
When the War of the Dragons ended, the city's famine ended, and by the time the food was redistributed to the city, not many people had seen it, and a large city on the map of Portnas seemed to have completely stopped breathing. However, as long as there are still people alive, life will always go on, and as time passes, the survivors of the city gradually eased up, although the number is not as good as before, but at least it can bring everything back to normal, after all, the nobles have not suffered much loss, and the ruler of the city is still alive.
In this kind of ruins, everything in the city is developing steadily, the inspection guards have become extremely busy, and they have not had time to take care of the corpse cleanup, personnel registration, and the security management that they were originally responsible for, all kinds of things are pressed on them, and the personnel of the Belice City branch are limited, in this case, things are progressing relatively slowly, and as time goes on, there are more and more corpses that are seriously corrupted, and the possibility of an outbreak of the plague increases. In the end, it was the army sent by the kingdom that took care of these things. And the price of doing so was that the city was sacked by his own people, even the governor. In this case, it is difficult to say whether the city is likely to be revived.
Fortunately, with the end of the war, the guild members who had been evacuated have returned one after another, and with them some adventurers, with the efforts of these people, the whole city can hardly be said to be revived, but at least it is still stable. It was in this situation that two people with a lot of connections to the city returned.
"How does it feel?" Coming out of the Adventurer's Guild, Rhodes asked Lott with concern, and the young man's face looked solemn at this time, as if every step he took would cost him all his strength.
"Not so good. Mrs. "Lott didn't take it easy" was gone, but I didn't feel any lighter. β
Patting his friend's back, Rod put on a relaxed expression, "Think about our past, didn't we have contact with Modrilla at that time?"
"We can't go back. Lott looked at Rhodes, "Even if you're dressed the same as you used to be, it's useless." β
At this time, Rhodes was not dressed as a priest, with a black coat, a wide hat, his left hand in his pocket, and a cane in his right hand.
"Don't say those uninteresting words, today you cooperate a little, think about what you used to be, don't show your stuff. Rod reminded Lot.
"I know. "It's not difficult to say that Rod has changed back to the past, but after going through so much, Lott has actually undergone a lot of changes, and it is really difficult to pretend to be the way he was. Today he did not carry a great sword, a simple set of coarse cloth clothes, he held Rod's left arm in one hand, and bent over on the other, his lips moved, as if he was silently chanting something.
"Let's go. My squire. Tapping his boots with his cane, Rhodes put on a haughty look, and the place they were going to today was the house of the Belice City Inspector Guard.
Rhodes looked at the familiar streets, the familiar houses, the only difference from when he had come here to pick up Miss Blount was that there were so many fewer people here, and the boy observed the number of people on the streets and the expressions on their faces, it seemed that the city might be shrouded in a haze of sadness for a long time.
The cooperation between the two teenagers is quite tacit, although Rhodes is looking around, but it didn't take too long, the house of the inspection guard is not far from the adventurer's guild, and the teenager is no longer what it used to be, and the pace is very fast. Arriving at the gate, Rod's face tensed, he hadn't been back here for ten years, and it didn't look like much had changed here.
The door to the house of the inspector was open, and the boy used to be here
At that time, people were always coming and going, but now there are many people, no one enters and no one goes out.
"It looks like Director Heppa isn't doing well today. Rod made a joke and walked into the room.
As soon as he entered the room, he could smell a strong smell of tobacco, which was familiar, Rod's brow loosened, he looked around, and finally locked on a middle-aged man who was silently smoking at the table, he was the only person Rhodes saw in the room, and it was also the source of this smoke.
"Director Hepa?" Rod beckoned to the man with a smile, handed the staff to Lot, and waved it with his right hand.
The man heard his name called, turned to look, and he immediately spotted the two teenagers, "You are... Ah, Master Rod!" his face was full of surprise, "how many years have you not seen this?" The man stood up and walked over.
"It's not easy to get a dwarven cigarette right now, is it?" said Rod, looking at Hepa's hand.
"There are no dwarves, I went to their house and got two boxes, enough for me to smoke for another year. He walked over and shook Rod's hand, "Where have you been all these years?"
"Family affairs, you know, can't help yourself. Rod took a chair and sat down, and Lott stood beside him.
"Then how did you remember to come back?" Heppa turned and made tea for him, "I remember you liked coffee, but now... That's a little tricky, so I'll leave it at that. β
"It's okay, I'll just drink water. He said as he picked up a document from Hepa's desk, "I've only heard about the trouble here, come back and see what I can do." β
"I don't have the money to hire you right now. Pushing a glass of white water in front of Rod, Heppa returned to his seat as if ignoring Lotte, "Although I don't have enough people here, I don't have enough money, and the army has taken everything that can be taken away." β
"What a bunch of robbers. Throwing the documents back to him "Don't worry, I've inherited my father's inheritance, and it's not rare for your money." β
Hearing this, Heppa looked him up and down, "Think about how old you were ten years ago to become our professional advisor, and now... I'm afraid I'm already on an errand in the kingdom, right?"
"It's better than that. Rod raised an eyebrow, "I don't need money this time, I just want to visit some old friends, if they are still there." β
"I see. Heppa nodded, he looked around to make sure there was no one, and then he showed a look of embarrassment, "You know, this thing can't be shown to people casually." β
"Lot. Rod glanced to the side.
When the boy heard the shouting for him, he immediately took a bag from his bosom and placed it on Hepa's table.
"Your squire is really getting more sensible. Weighing the bag, "I really didn't expect that one day I would have to take your money." β
"Yes, when we were in trouble with the Glasses gang in the past, I thought about you too, but..."
"I only admit money, and you must not have given as much as they did. But you had the last laugh. Pulling out a stack of papers from the drawer, Heppa threw it on the table, "Just look, okay?"
"Don't you know me?" he glanced at the papers, "The Glasses didn't survive this famine, did they?"
"Have you ever seen them rob the nobles of their food except for the idea of beating the poor?" said Heppa with a clever rhetorical question.
"The rats that live only by eating carrion have starved to death without carrion. Rod sneered, "Okay, I'll give it back to you." The teenager put the file down, "I haven't been here today." β
"Of course, Madame is gone, who knows?" Heppa put away the papers, "Goodbye, Master Rod." β
However, at this time, Rod did not leave him, and left the house without saying a word.
"It's going to be a score. Heppa snorted.
Walking back down the street, Rhodes processed the letter in his head
"Most of the guests are gone. β
"It's easy. "Lott has reverted to his original appearance and is no longer playing the role of a squire.
"yes, easy. Rod thought for a moment, "Let's go here, we have to go faster, or we'll have to spend the night here." β
The two walked quickly, and it didn't take long for them to come to a house, and Rod took out the water bottle in his clothes, "You come knock on the door." β
So Lott stepped forward and knocked twice on the door, and soon a man's voice came from the room, sounding like a woman, and finally the door was opened, "Who are you?" The woman asked the two politely, because of Rod's aristocratic costume she did not dare to lose her temper directly.
"Excuse me, is Mr. Caesar Bullard here? "Lott was also very polite.
"Ah, please wait a minute. The woman nodded at him, and she turned and shouted into the room, "Honey, someone is looking for you!"
Soon a man's voice appeared, "Who?" and he stepped forward.
Lott saw the man's face through the crack, "Young master, he's here." The boy stepped aside.
"Who are you?" the man walked to the door and looked at the two of them.
"You may not know us, but you should know Aica Blunt, right?" Rod smiled.
Hearing the name, the man was visibly nervous, "You... What the hell is it for?"
The woman was very strange when she saw this, and wanted to come over, but was scolded by the man, and drove her into the house, looking at the man's back, Lott asked the water bottle, "Is it him?" The water bottle flickered.
When the man came back again, his expression visibly tensed, and his hands were not on his sides, but behind him.
"I'll go. Lott whispered.
When the man came to the door again, and before he could speak, Lott suddenly rushed forward and threw him out, and the knife behind the man's back was thrown out of his hand, and he fell to the ground in the doorway, and the knife hurt himself because of it, and he let out a wail.
Seeing this, Rhodes closed the door of the room, and with a flash of golden light in his hand, the door was sealed by the Holy Word.
"It's not what I want to do, it's the Viscount, it's the Viscount who wants to humiliate Miss Blunt!" the man cried and pleaded, he looked at the two of them in fear, "I'm forced to be helpless, I am really forced to be helpless, I still have a wife and children, please!"
The two teenagers looked at each other, both surprised, "Viscount, Bailey?" Rod confirmed.
"Yes, it's Mistress Bailey!" the man cried.
"Do you know why he did that?" Lott crouched down and asked him further.
"It is said that Miss Kardashian forced him to do it because she suspected that the Viscount was interested in Miss Blunt..."
"So I want to destroy her with my own hands. Lott said what the man didn't say.
"Everyone is speculating that Kardashian asked the Governor General to order that Miss Blunt be rejected everywhere, except... Thereβ" The man didn't dare to continue.
"In order to push this one, she asked Bailey to send you to destroy her?" Rod stepped forward.
"I... I was forced..."
Before the man finished speaking, a silver light flashed, and Rod slashed his neck with his cane, "I've already killed people with this sword, it doesn't matter if there's another one." β
The man covered his neck and wanted to say something, but the blood couldn't stop, and finally he fell to the ground, and a clear impact sound could be heard inside the door, but the seal of the holy word was impossible for ordinary people to break through.
"Let's go. Rod's expression was calm, and he didn't say a word.
Instead, Lott crouched in front of the dying man, "You should have thought that there would be a day when you would die in famine like those people." β
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