In the half month since defeating Belcourt again, Wu Xin's main schedule is to conduct daily training with the members of the English team.

After many years, the apprenticeship of the English group finally has a place of its own and can practice more comfortably.

Wu Xin quickly established his prestige in the group, and at least within the English group, there was no one to interfere with his composting affairs.

When Knight Deverich met, he also inquired about his magic, showing a certain amount of kindness.

It's all about the respect that comes with strength.

But he also has his own troubles.

It was a nightmare every night, which kept getting worse, and he was getting more and more afraid of the cold, even if he bought two layers of blankets to wrap in, it didn't help.

And Delia's mood is getting worse and worse, she runs around the training ground and the church every day, and Wu Xin doesn't know how to comfort her.

Recent news suggests that the King of England is in earnest, throwing a large number of nobles and clergy who oppose his deposition into the Tower of London, and it is even rumored that he threatens to deny Ciric's authority and bring other gods into his kingdom.

In addition to training, she prayed in the church, and Wu Xin was very busy and didn't have time to soak in the church with her.

After passing through three secret doors and turning several corners, Wu Xin entered a dimly lit room.

There are no cute depraved girls in it, only unlovely evil men.

The wicked man's Villefort was smiling and talking to Sherlock about something with a bath towel, and when he saw Wu Xin coming in, he teased, "Cesare, you have to be careful, if your pastor's girlfriend sees you here, your life will not be easy." ”

"Hmph, don't worry about me, it's true that you don't want to be seen by other Frenchmen." Wu Xin looked at him with a satisfied look, obviously he had just been corroded.

"See, what about it, I'll come to town to collect taxes, and by the way, I'll come to Bubble Heaven to have a good time, who can say anything?" Although the intelligence on the weakness of the armor provided by Villefort is not of high value, he helped Wu Xin to some extent to seize the flying squirrel robe, and Wu Xin still rewarded him.

"Yes, young people are so fortunate to collect taxes, and once in a while relax, no one can say what is wrong." Sherlock was the same harmless appearance again, with a philistine smirk on his face.

Villefort was not only a gangster for protection money, but also a tax collector for the Knights.

Of course, the tax collectors of the Knights Hospitaller are not very sought-after positions.

The Knights Hospitaller's main source of income was church income and donations on the mainland, and the island of Malta was barren and business was shrinking, and Sherlock's business was the only new industry on the island in recent months, so the work in Villefort was not easy.

"Thanks to Sherlock, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to complete my mission this month." Villefort was satisfied, of course, that Sherlock not only served him well and well, but also did not want him to reduce his taxes.

Wu Xin knew that Sherlock would not care about the tax of a hundred and eighty thalers at most, but he would not ask for anything in return for the benefits he gave to Villefort.

"This is as it should be, to support the Order is to support ourselves." Sherlock turned to get down to business. "I have arranged the space needed for composting and the manpower for manpower, so that the manure will not be poured into the sea in the future."

Wu Xin had just gone to see the compost place: "It's really good, it's very close to the road, and you can save a lot of labor." But how did you manage it from the neighborhood, and I see you collected all the feces from the toilets in the town, how did you do that as a Venetian? ”

"The eyes of the people are bright, as long as you really show the determination to work for the welfare of the people, the people will definitely be able to appreciate your sincerity." Sherlock's face shone with a holy glow, and Wu Xin couldn't be sure if he believed what he said.

"Of course, the girls of Bubble Heaven have also brightened the eyes of the mayor and the village elders, and their eyes are brighter, and it will be easier for the other villagers to understand us." Villefort added with a grin. "Young and beautiful girls always make men especially deaf."

This bubble paradise is of course a good place to effectively illustrate "sincerity".

However, Wu Xin still felt that Sherlock still hadn't made it clear, how could he, an outsider, get through all kinds of troubles so quickly and build such a popular bathroom?

At the same time, he is also ready for composting, and Wu Xin believes that even if he does not control the servants of the English group, he will use this as a breakthrough to gain freedom into the castle.

Sherlock is too motivating, and it doesn't seem like his main purpose is that these tasks are his main purpose.

How complex and difficult is his main purpose?

But Sherlock had no intention of explaining further, he said to Wu Xin: "Everything is going well in the current situation, but I still need your help, and now the guards at the gate of the castle still refuse me and my men to enter the castle, and it is not impossible to collect feces at the gate of the castle, but this will reduce efficiency, and the time that the servants could have used for training is also wasted." ”

"Of course, of course, you're thinking entirely about the Knights." Sherlock, of course, was seeking the right to roam freely in the castle, but Villefort next to him hadn't been tested enough, so he didn't say it directly. "The soap you gave me, I gave a few pieces to the Knight Deverrich, who was in charge of the affairs of the servants, and she said that it would be best if the servants could work less and train more."

"The knightess de Vrerich, I know that his father is a good friend of mine." Sherlock nodded, then shook his head again, "But they're Germans, so they can only do bad things, and you need to make some new friends to give me more freedom in the castle." ”

Wu Xin knew that he had a way to move around the Knights at night, but it was clear that the search had not been smooth at night, and Sherlock wanted to try it during the day.

Wu Xin was able to do just that, relying on the momentum of his recent back-to-back defeats over the French group.

Virf, who was listening to them, turned even more solemn when he heard about his relationship with Devreich, and he said to Wu Xin: "Be careful yourself, things in Kevanti are not so easy to pass, his mother has publicly stated within the French group that you must be made to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy from his son." ”

"His mother?" Wu Xin was not surprised by the retaliation.

"Lady Meredi, Siegel's woman." Villefort thought for a moment, as if pondering how to describe the woman. "She is very competent, she is the administrator of the Order's property in the Kingdom of France, and in her business, the Order received from France last year nearly fifty thousand tales in rent and donations, more than the other property administrators combined. Even Chief Commander Eli Adam took her opinion very seriously. ”

Villefort paused and added: "And she's beautiful, no, not just pretty, but just like you, there's a kind of ........."

Wu Xin was a little surprised by his words.

Villefort searched for a long time, but could not find the words, and Sherlock helped him to add: "An irresistible attraction." ”

"yes, that's what it feels like." When Villefort finished speaking, he laughed strangely. "You don't know how sought-after this Meredi is, although she is Siegel's lover, but all kinds of rumors are flying in the French group."

Wu Xin waved his hand to shut him up.

Sherlock handed Wu Xin another bag: "The spell casting materials given to you last time should have been almost used." ”

"Heck, you know, it's been a lot of consumption lately." Wu Xin naturally put away the spell casting materials, although in fact his spell casting materials were still sufficient.

But Sherlock didn't provide him with supplies in the first place because he lacked them, it was a reward for how quickly he opened the joints.

Sherlock did what he had to do, and Wu Xin did what he had to do.

That evening, through the introduction of Pastor Irlan, he sat down at a table with a few Spaniards.