Chapter 225: A Life of Poverty

The monk felt uncomfortable for a while, picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth. Looking up at the loving parents sitting on the top, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

The question in Hui Gang's eyes is not difficult to understand, and now the mood of the whole family has completely calmed down, so the old Fleet couple has also calmed down, in other words, they have embarked on the track of normal life as soon as possible. Old Fleet looked at the question in the monk's eyes, and then at the vegetables on the table.

I couldn't help but sigh and slowly tell the story of what the Fleet family had encountered since the monk inexplicably disappeared into the city.

The monk still remembers some things clearly, before he left Matt City, Old Fleet was the largest cloth merchant in Escal, although the title of nobility is only an inconspicuous honorary baron, but the wealth is real, and this hereditary paladin inheritance has always been protected by the church, so it can be regarded as a smooth sailing.

But according to his father's account, since he inexplicably disappeared from the torture platform, first the Church of Light, mages and city guards jointly searched the place, and then there were people here to watch it regularly.

Naturally, as a blasphemer family. It was already a great grace not to continue to pursue it, all the original privileges were abolished, and the old Fleet still wanted to start his own cloth business, but a few humble cloth merchants began to encroach on the Fleet family's share of cloth.

The initial measure was to lower the price, and the wealth of the Fleet family naturally did not fall behind, but the beginning of the second step was the sudden fire of several large cloth warehouses. If the order cannot be completed when it expires, it is natural that the customers will run away, and several merchants who cannot arrive regularly have also filed a lawsuit for compensation.

Without the protection of the church, the Fleet family lost money that hurt their vitality and collapsed, and then the representatives of the business houses in various places changed jobs one after another, and these connections and old channels were lost. It's completely impossible to get up.

Speaking of this, Old Fleet himself sighed:

"Now the biggest cloth merchant in the province is a man named Vincent, and a store manager we know vaguely at the time said that behind this Vincent is the thieves' guild of Odan. ”

Throughout Odan, because of the rivalry between the royal family, the church, and the noble lords, there were many gaps in power.

All kinds of gray and even black organizations have flourished, and as long as they do not cross the bottom line of official permission, basically Odan's army and security forces turn a blind eye to this, and even collude with each other in many cases. After so many years of development, Aodan's Thieves' Guild has become a monster that can be called huge in the entire continent, so civilians, even small and medium-sized nobles can let them let if they encounter a force like the Thieves' Guild.

After all, it is a common concept for the weak to swallow their anger and keep themselves safe, let alone a baron who has lost his position and fallen home.

In this way, the cloth business that originally belonged to the Fleet family naturally belonged to Vincent's hands, and the few merchants who had come up at the beginning to compete with the price also turned into Vincent's cotton cloth trading house, the subordinate branch of the spider.

Baron Fleet the Elder had the impression that his son was a timid man. Whenever I hear a topic like a thief's guild, I always consciously or unconsciously avoid it.

Although in the afternoon, I had seen the strength of the monk outside, but the thinking inertia in my heart was not so easy to change after all, after saying a few words, I changed the topic habitually and said:

"It's okay, just come back, we'll always have some way. The façade of the shop on South Street has not been sold, and since you have been pardoned, where Carter and I go to reopen it must be much better, and you don't need to worry about things at home for the time being, you can rest first. ”

Hui Gang raised his head and smiled slightly, but his eyes were calm and waveless. An organization like the Thieves' Guild was not yet in his eyes, Baron Fleet's words were very clear, and the monk was thinking in his heart whether Tom had come to frame Fleet's business wealth for the sake of Fleet's family's commercial wealth.

However, according to the chronological order and the order of events, Hui Gang himself quickly rejected this idea, and this kind of thing must not be worth it.

The monk turned his head to look at Fei'er on the side, he knew that his biggest goal now was to find out the organization that was struggling with Fei'er everywhere behind him, and destroy him, but now he had no clue, or he was completely passive, and he didn't know how to attract those people.

After the werewolf tempest separated outside of Dorne, there was no more news, but it was a relatively good result. After all, werewolves still get along milder with each other.

Originally, returning to this city can only be regarded as the remnant of Fleet's consciousness in the depths of his soul, a comfort, and a break with the past, what I didn't expect is that after coming back, I found that I thought I was all the Shaolin monks who traveled through the previous life, but when I saw Fleet's parents, the ups and downs of my mood changed, only to find that I was not a complete change, maybe it was the fusion of two people, or it was a monk mixed with Fleet's memory.

"Don't worry, we're doing our job, and now that you're a paladin, they won't come to us for trouble. ”

Baron Fleet saw that the monk was a little distracted, thinking that he was worried, and hurriedly said a few words of relief. The monks came back to their senses and heard the whispered conversation between Fei'er and Alina on the side, and the content was naturally clear. Phil whispered:

"Sister Arina, it feels so good to me here, as if I have returned to my own home. ”

The female swordsman Alina also nodded there, showing a look of agreement, and Hui Gang heard this and made a decision in her heart. Raising his head and smiling, he answered the old baron's question:

"There's nothing to worry about, I'm going to be in this house for a long time. ”

The sun has set, Fei'er and Alina have been led down by the cook to rest, although the Fleet family is ruined, but the house is still not small, but the monk specially instructed to put these two girls together, Huigang has a judgment in his heart, that is, there is a winged lion, and the existence of the metal golem must not have any security problems.

The two girls left the place with the cook, knowing that there must be a lot to talk about when Huigang and Fleet's parents met. During this period, the old people also noticed that the two girls called the monk "Hui Gang", but the old baron was very considerate and thought that the monk was alone outside, and he must have used a pseudonym.

Cheap coffee was on the table, perhaps the last vestige of the poor aristocracy, and the room was still bright, though it was lit by an oil lamp instead of a candle.

Fleet's parents and monk were silent in the flickering lights, and the scene suddenly fell silent. Fleet's mother spoke first:

"What is the relationship between those two girls and you, the one named Alina, I see that you are very affectionate. ”

Hui Gang was slightly embarrassed, although he knew that his parents would definitely ask this kind of question, he was still a little embarrassed when he faced it, and hesitated and said:

"It's my friend, a very close friend. ”

Looking at the monk's slightly embarrassed expression, the two old men laughed, since Hui Gang stepped on this door, although people have become much quieter, but Fleet's parents also feel the distance and indifference between the two sides.

It wasn't until the monk showed this smile that it disappeared.

Old Baron Fleet said mildly to his wife:

"An Li, it's getting late, you go to sleep first. ”

Fleet's mother, knowing that the two sides might have something else to say, followed Huigang's instructions and then left.

The old baron's expression became serious after his wife left the room, and he moved a chair closer to the monk. Lowered his voice and said:

"Don't stay too long in Matt City, you'll leave the day after tomorrow. ”

The monk's brows moved, seeing the deep worry in the old man's eyes, he knew what old Fleet was thinking, although he said that he had regained his reputation and might be a "paladin", after all, everything was uncertain now, and his family was just a small fallen nobleman, and he was relatively poor.

Inexplicably, a wave of anger welled up in Hui Gang's heart, surrounding the conspirators and the forces behind those who forced this cowardly noble child to death back then.

Old Fleet opened his mouth to say something, but the monk raised his hand slightly to stop the old man's words, and suddenly reached out and pinched the flame of the oil lamp, and a small flame stopped in his hand. If you look closely at Huigang's fingertips, you can see that there is a warm glow on it, and the flames have no contact with the skin, and there is no fuel burning there.

With a flick of his fingers, there was a sudden sharp sound in the room, as if a sharp steel needle had slashed across the stone slab, a bright line of fire had crossed the dimly lit room, and a low cry outside the window had turned into silence.