Chapter 34
Back at the Night Watchman's quarters, Lynn trotted to the open-air cafeteria to help Aunt Rosie prepare today's lunch. Because of some inexplicable hostility, the girl always spends every day in a busy and tense atmosphere, of course, in a hurry to make mistakes, the cook is inevitably scolded, disgusted and embarrassed, wishing that there was a crack in the ground to get into.
When Lynn put on her clean apron, which was white, and although Knight Aldrich Triss had taken her lead, the girl was still ready to receive Aunt Rosie's spit and rebuke, but the cook saw her stepping briskly into the open-air cafeteria, taking over the vegetable salad for lunch, and rarely said a word.
Rufer West's eyes and indifference made Rosie see the reality more or less, Aldrich Triss is very popular with the night watchman, because he took the initiative to approach Captain West, he has become an important right and left hand, and even a few full-time knights with eyes to the sky obediently follow the guidance to hone their skills in the training ground, although the time is still short, but can suppress the scene, where does the cook dare to take the initiative to stir up trouble.
Anyway, this little girl won't stay long, maybe she will leave in a few days, so why bother with her. Aunt Rosie barely convinced herself that the open-air cafeteria was large enough to hold two people.
Besides, the Night Patrol Knight has been on a lot of field duty lately, receiving orders from the City Hall, cooperating with the Dark Police Department and the City Guard to comb through various blocks, and the physical exertion is high, and snacks must be prepared, so the stove in the kitchen has not stopped for a moment, even Aunt Rosie, who is as strong as an ox, is a little unbearable, thanks to the hard-working Lynn who is helping out, otherwise I really have to find a few helpers.
The night knight will not come out with this money, so the vegetable money that he has secretly stuffed into his pocket will shrink significantly, and the cook must put up with Lynn's existence, and she has to change her attitude, don't exhaust her, otherwise the errand will be delayed, and even Captain West will not be able to help her intercede.
It's just that she used to be mean to Lynn before, but now the situation has changed, Aunt Rosie has not yet adjusted, and she has successfully established the image of an old witch who squeezes the labor of the helper, and if it suddenly changes, the cook will have to worry about whether the girl can accept it, so the verbal scolding must stop.
Lynn washed and chopped vegetables with her hands and feet, and it was the turn of the small, slippery grapes. Aldrich once taught her a good way to put these cyan grapes on a dinner plate, fold them together, and press the other plate against the bottom of the plate, and then cut the knife through the middle. Not only is the knife edge neat, but it also saves a lot of time, and after a little practice, the speed can be increased even more.
Aunt Rosie couldn't help but take a second look as she passed by, and even she, a senior cook, gave a thumbs up and said yes. Lynn was so surprised that the thin-bladed knife almost slashed her hand, and the girl wiped her hands with her apron in confusion, and bent down to greet Aunt Rosie.
"Forget it, there are no outsiders here anyway, who are you so polite and polite to?" I obviously wanted to say something nice, but when it came to my mouth, it always turned into sarcastic and hurtful words.
Alas, bad habits are hard to break. The cook saw Lynn, whose face was pale, and there was a hard place in her heart that suddenly softened, and the girl's age was just right for her daughter.
I'm really going a little bit too far. β
"Keep busy, I need to take a break. Aunt Rosie left the cutting board and walked briskly past the sink when it was like a gust of wind blowing through the water, causing ripples.
Lynn stood up straight, reached out and brushed her loose hair behind her ear, sighed inwardly, and continued to get busy with her work.
If you want to change your image, it is not something that can be done overnight.
Aunt Rosie approached the air inlet of the stove to observe the heat of the toast, and estimated that the night watchman had repeatedly added food in the past few days, but did not give any additional money, and the vegetable money she had secretly hidden was about to be pasted upside down.
This cook, who had never been to school but had a brilliant brain, was thinking about what excuse to find to get the money back, and to make another profit.
Returning to his room, putting on the equipment of the Night Watchman, and immediately going to the captain to cancel his leave, Rufu West saw Aldrich come in as usual, and casually asked, "How are things going?"
Knight Triss spread his hands: "It's really unlucky today, Mr. Kirk is too busy to pay attention to this trivial matter, maybe he will be free in a few days." β
Captain West looked sideways out the window and muttered, "Kirk, Kirke...... Mr. Kirk in the Workshop District, hey, isn't he a major supporter of City Hall Councillor Anse Claire? As far as I know, he's been a bit unlucky lately and has been targeted by the Secret Police Department. β
"It wouldn't be that excessive! Kirk is a member of the Merchants' Federation, and a powerful friend like the Council of Townsmen, and even if the Secret Police Department has recently increased in power, he will not use the same methods against sewer rats. β
Aldridge walked across from Rufer Vest and sat down with the captain's permission, his hands on his knees, his body straight, his eyes looking ahead, his eyes staggered, and he looked at the bridge of his nose.
This heartfelt respect and strict self-discipline won the heart of Rufer West, and with a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant, and a tone that was always steady, it was clear that there were few surprises that could disrupt the will of Knight Triss.
"Things are not as simple as you think, due to the Dark Police Department's severe crackdown on middlemen who wander in the gray area, and even the dark world has begun to be turbulent, those bigwigs of the underground Round Table Council and the supporters behind them can't stand the aggressive Night Knight's gaze at their prey, which has affected their business, not only has their income dropped significantly, but even their influence has begun to be reduced to varying degrees. β
"The gray area can also be tolerated, and the part of black income is nothing more than extortion, extortion, collecting supplies from shops, selling lucrative banned drugs, and small-scale smuggling. Damn, evading normal taxes and taking market share from Eastwood at a lower price, these moths help outsiders pit their own people, and they all deserve to be hanged. β
Speaking of which, the past few days have been fortunate enough to see the rancid sludge clogging the sewers, and Aldrich Triss has been an eye-opener, but he can't help but be disgusted with the dark world, no less than the insatiable merchants who almost bought his territory.
"Merchants have reached into the town hall and even controlled the Earl of Eastwood's purse, and the nobles are not willing to be attacked and encroach on their own territory, they all have a tradition of raising assassins and wanderers, and most of them are behind the bosses of the dark world. Therefore, after continuous pressure, the Dark Police Department began to adjust its direction slightly, after all, the earl is also part of the noble order, although as a high lord, he is at the top, and for the sake of the increasingly prosperous and prosperous territory, he cannot ignore the voice of the vassals at present. β
"Then again, how could Congressman Anse Claire be targeted by the Secret Police Department? He's a man of good standing, though you and I both know it's just a faΓ§ade. β
"Crucially, when Musk, the suspect we handed over to the Night Knights, was taken to the Grey Hive that night, this councillor who didn't know what was wrong with his head actually led a group of knights knights awarded by the town hall to intercept and confront him for a long time, although he later came to his senses and was taken advantage of and voluntarily retreated, but a secret account had already been recorded on the head of Anse Claire. Now turning over the old accounts, this parliamentarian is the best breakthrough, the nobles are happy to see it, and many supporters withdraw their capital is the best signal, but Kirk has invested too much effort and money, and the involvement is deep enough, so it is difficult for him to give up this 'friendship' that he has finally established with a huge amount of money. He may want to get through this difficult period and get several times or even ten times the reward in the future, but unfortunately, he is likely not to get through it. β
Captain West shook his head, he had his own way in the upper echelons of the city guard, so he knew many secret rumors, and the gossip was inside to him, although there were many shady scenes and big people deliberately released rumors to cover up, but as long as the layer of camouflage was peeled off, the truth was not difficult to guess.
The sage once said, don't treat everyone as stupid, you may end up being fooled.
"That's the difficulty Mr. Kirk faces, no wonder I don't have time to deal with the idle people, I may have done something stupid at the wrong time. β
Captain West smiled mysteriously, "On the contrary, I think the time is ripe, now that the wind is tight outside, it is obvious that someone is stirring the flames, you use the name of the Night Watchman to scare him, I believe that Mr. Kirk will agree, he will use you as a life-saving straw when he falls into the water." β
"Isn't this a deception? I can't do this kind of thing, and Lynn's debt deed is just a trivial matter that involves me, and it will only be true, and it is not a big problem. I'm worried that I'll be used to pull the Night Watchmen into a pit, and even you can't get out of it, what will I do?"
I'll just say that traditional knights are honest and trustworthy, but sometimes the brain is stiff and doesn't know how to be flexible, but there is some truth in the words of Knight Tris, and the situation is too complicated now. β
Captain West retracted his smile and nodded slightly, and the two avoided the topic and gossiped some more.
The autumn breeze blows away the gloomy clouds and haze of the grey sky, and the brilliant golden sunlight shines through the cracks in the bustling city of Eastwood. The secret war between the nobles and the merchants in the upper echelons did not win or lose, and it will never end, but the greatly improved law and order environment on the streets and pavements has made ordinary citizens feel a certain benign change.
Just as Aldrich was about to get up and retire and head to the training ground to urge the Night Watchman to exercise, a dusty stranger suddenly broke into Captain West's room.
As if feeling the momentum of Knight Tris's refreshment and vigilance and the inner mental pressure, this young man with deep-set eyes and a tired look on his face, as if he hadn't slept well for a few days and nights, put his hands in a defensive posture, and then came to his senses, and slowly let go of his normal state of mind.
"Rufer, who is this person?" the person who came was a little disrespectful, and did not give Captain West any respect, and even called his name directly.
Aldridge took a step forward, and the friendship of the brown bear family in the Whispering Forest not only gave him the power of the violent bear, but also had a terrifying wild aura, which was useless against ordinary people, at most he felt that Triss was not easy to mess with, and for knights and professionals, it was quite terrifying.
The young man is like a fried wild cat, he seems to see a young man who is not much older than himself, the background extends out of the vast primeval forest, condensing a roaring giant bear, staring at the prey up and down with his eyes, the back can't help but tingle, just for the sake of face barely holding on and refusing to back down, he is a person with status.
"You should know basic politeness and respect, I don't care who you are, in the Night Watchman you have to maintain a minimum of social etiquette for the person in charge here. Loosening the wild breath, Aldrich folded his arms.
The armband's double-sword cross-shield family crest relieved the young man, "It's okay, it's my own." β