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When they set out from the city of Pelos, the entire convoy was a huge convoy of several hundred people. When the iconic metal carriage pulls into City Gate Street, the sight of citizens squeezing their heads on both sides of the road is still vivid. Even foreigners who have just come here to do business or settle down can deeply feel the love of the local citizens for the Pelos family. That's from the heart.

People threw flowers and offered their most sincere wishes to them. But if you listen carefully, you will find that the mouths of the citizens are not all full of praise, and there are many vicious words among them. That's to ask them to give the Odes a look at the Odes when they arrive in the Holy Capital, to prove that the city of Pelos is the number one city in Odin.

But along the way, Yussi's companions became fewer and fewer. The attacking Assassins marched in droves, like piranhas in tropical rivers. They pounce on their prey like crazy, even if they can only tear off a little bit of flesh.

The rapid dwindling of the number of people gave Jusses a sense of desolation. Fortunately, there was also fresh blood joining the team, which could be regarded as injecting a trace of vitality into his depressed mood.

The one tied to the horse was a guy named Fa Ying, who had attacked one of them. Because of his accurate marksmanship, he was favored by the young master in the car and planned to include him under his command. But fearing that he would run away in the event of a fight, or do something dangerous like "shooting a black gun in the back", they tied the poor creature to his horse.

You may remember that Jusis had let all the horses go before. But after that battle, he ran up the hill and whistled so hard that he almost blew both cheeks. Finally, two little babies were summoned. Although it could not reach the previous speed, it could barely pull the carriage and move slowly. Anyway, it's only more than half a day's journey from the Holy Capital now. But though not far off, they encountered two more enemy attacks on the way.

For the first time, due to the large number of opponents, Jusis and Marella brought out the giant gun "Green" and successfully defused the crisis. The second time there weren't many enemies, so Jusis wanted to show another new young man, Eric.

"Sorry, my magazine is empty. Don't ask me why. Eric said angrily.

Young people just have a bad temper. Jusis grumbled, stepped forward to hold the bullets with his armor, raised his broadsword and slashed all the enemies one by one.

It's no wonder that Eric is angry, it is an indisputable fact that Mr. Pat, who is safe and sound, deceived Eric. Marella says that they and Pat have already made an appointment to meet at the Earl of Kane's mansion in the Holy Capital. So Eric could only suppress his anger and prepare to settle accounts with the hated Mr. Pat again in the Holy Capital.

Now, young Eric sat next to Jusis, sharing the driver's position. Jussius, who was already very burly, was wearing armor again, and he was about to squeeze Eric out of the carriage.

"How many of these attacks have you encountered along the way from Pelos?" asked Eric, huddled at the side. There have been a few times like this kind of small talk before, and the two have basically become acquainted.

Jusis tilted his head, thought for a moment, and said, "I haven't counted." Regardless of the size, there are probably dozens of times. ”

Dozens of times?Eric's gaze at Jusis unconsciously changed slightly, and then he was relieved. The six-pointed star is indeed worthy of being the patron saint of Pelos.

Eric then asked, "I remember you said before that because your young master is the number one on the bounty list of the underground world, he will be attacked one after another. But why is he number one? He's just the son of a duke. Who would it do to kill him, or would it be a matter of whom he had a deep grudge against him?" he really couldn't figure it out, there were many such noble children, and the young master of Paloth would stand out from them.

"It's pretty much known to the world anyway, so it doesn't hurt to tell you. Jusis then asked, "First of all, what do you know about Pelos?"

Eric didn't understand the meaning of Jussi's question, so he had to list what he knew: "Odin's richest port city. A symbol of freedom, a source of new things...... Autonomous city!" He snapped his head and thought of the key.

Jusis nodded: "That's right, it's self-made." Clémé in the north, Pelos in the east. The only autonomous city in all of Odin. ”

"It seems that it was because of the wanton decentralization of power by the king at that time that many autonomous cities like Pelos appeared in the country. The kings gradually withdrew the autonomy of those cities, and only Pelos ......"

"Fuck the recklessness!" interrupted Jussius suddenly.

The sudden curse made Eric a little confused, and he was completely speechless for a while.

The knight came back to his senses, and realized that his behavior seemed to be causing trouble to the young man, so he said slowly, "I'm sorry, it seems to have scared you." But I still have to say that what you said is just the rhetoric of the cunning Oudeans, not real history. ”

Eric looked puzzled, "The real history?"

"It seems that the lies of the Oderians have infiltrated all of Odin, and thankfully, the Pelos are not the ones who have been deceived! Jussis instantly became extremely serious, and there was no rebuttal.

Eric put on a deaf look.

"That wanton decentralization was really just a clean-up campaign. ”

"Clean-up campaign?"

"That's right. Clean-up campaign. The aristocracy was too bloated at the time, and the royal family was in dire need of a way to alleviate the growing fiscal deficit. So King Odin made the vast number of poor nobles count and gave them the most remote and barren lands as domains, along with the permanent autonomy of the lands. They were ordered to set out on a certain day and not to leave the fiefdom without permission. Jusis said through gritted teeth.

Eric listened to this, thoughtful. The so-called poor aristocracy generally refers to a group of nobles whose ancestors were the servants of the great nobles and lacked money. As an outcast, it couldn't be more suitable.

Fools know that this group of people has been distributed.

"At that time, there were hundreds of such fiefdoms in all of Odin, and Pelos was one of them. When Count Pelos arrived there, there were only a few families of fishermen in the entire fiefdom who were dying of starvation, and they were thankful that they themselves would survive. Damn the king's willingness to give such a place as a domain to others is a death story!" Jusés cursed at the old king, who did not know how many times Odin had been, without any regard for his former status as a Knight of the Royal Round Table.

Eric looked at the indignant Jusses, and did feel that the old king's approach was a little vicious: "Just let these poor nobles fend for themselves?"

Jusis continued, "Yes. Once the lord of the land dies and there are no heirs, the land is re-nationalized. In the end, the shrewd king has nothing to lose, and the so-called permanent autonomy is just a joke...... But before you know it, decades have passed, and after the new king inherited the throne, he liquidated these territories and recovered them one by one. ”

"However, to the surprise of all the kings and nobles, Pelos survived!" Eric couldn't help but interject.

"Yes, no one has survived, but Pyros!" said Jusses with a clear sense of pride: "God knows what happened to Count Pelos I! Legend has it that he first improved his fishing tools to ensure a steady supply of food. Then he remodeled his boat, went to sea to find a new country, and established good relations with the locals. After returning to Pelos, he bought local specialties from Odin and sold them to foreign countries. In this way, wealth was gradually accumulated in the course of trade......"

"Great man!" Eric couldn't think of anything else to do but admire.

"The ever-richer Pelos finally built the city, which is the best mockery of the clean-up. The royal family of Odin believed that this would tarnish the royal reputation, so they had lies spread in an attempt to cover up the historical truth. But the Pelos will never forget the most difficult days, nor will they forget that their lord was an exiled outcast. The seeds of hatred have long been planted in their hearts. ”

Jusis turned his head, and his voice became deeper: "So the feud between Pylos and Ode has already begun when Pylos was established!"

Eric could clearly see the flames burning in those eyes.