In the year 1257 of the Carradia calendar, a lot of major events happened in this year: first of all, the war between the Kingdom of Vekia and the Kingdom of Nord that lasted for nearly five years finally reached its climax, and the harassment war that had always only occurred on the border of the two countries was a small fight against the enemy, under the command of a young general named Andy who rose like a comet, it developed into a life-and-death battle between two countries, under the command of Andy's soldiers, one castle after another was conquered, a village was conquered, and even the largest town of the Nord Kingdom on the east bank of the Yu River, known as " The second was the rebellion that occurred in the western steppe of the Kugit Khanate, where the two largest resistance forces in the Kugit Khanate, Free Kugit and Black Flag Kugit, were merged to form the Freedom-Black Flag Kugit Alliance, and on the second day of its establishment, the alliance fell to Lana, an important town in the western steppe of Kugit, with lightning speed, and occupied Fort Uruzdak with heavy troops, successfully holding the Uruzdak Pass. It was the main communication route between the western steppe and the Swadia Empire, after which the Saiga Khan had raised troops to attack several times, but finally returned in vain, and the two forces temporarily formed a stalemate in the Kugit steppe; In addition, there are some sporadic incidents, such as in our Nord Kingdom, the famous pirate leader Nabal formed a Northern Nord Pirate Alliance, twisting all the pirates into a rope, as if to fight against the government army; However, they have always only collected protection money in the vicinity of Zenda, and the Zenda authorities have turned a blind eye to this. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It stands to reason that these national events are not what I am concerned about, what I should be concerned about is how much prices have risen, how much the lord has raised the tax rate, how much this year's income is, whether Catherine next door has noticed me, or is she still eye-to-eye with her Jeffrey. But every time I walked into the tavern or came to the village square, I would be asked, "Hey, Emmons, is there any news lately?" and I would talk to them like the nobles who were smiling in the lavish salons with pipes in their mouths.

My name is Emmons, a Norder, and I live in the village of Buyoune near the River Ville, and I am a bard by profession.

I've been to many places, I've traveled almost all over the continent of Calradia, and in the good days of the past, all I needed was a lure and a bag of bread to travel freely around the continent of Calradia. But not for a few years, and the last time I passed through the mountains near Djerkhala, I came across a group of robbers, and I repeatedly explained that I was only a bard, and that I was, in the words of the nobles, a "poor man who could play the harp", but the robbers had no sympathy, and they snatched my lula, and took the pitiful dozens of dinars in my pocket, and even half of my bread. The beautiful female robber leader, who seemed to be called Melva, threw a flattering eye at me, and said, "Do you want to come with us and play the piano for us every day?" I refused, who knows what a miserable result it will be for me to fall into the hands of this group of robbers. Later, as the nobleman said, I sang all the way from Pavren, asking for food, to return to my hometown.

On the day of his return to Buyoune, the annoying Jeffrey was helping Catherine carry water, and he saw my dejected figure from afar, and shouted from half a village: "Hey, Emmons, our great poet, you are back, where have you been rich in the last few years, why did you think of coming back to see us?"

Since then, my name has become synonymous with the loser, and whenever a young person in the village has the idea of going outside, or shows even the slightest interest in poetry, their parents will teach them: "What are you thinking, are you going to become the second Emmons?"

When I got back to the village, I would go to the tavern when I had nothing to do, and ask for some news, or sing a few songs that I had written, and sometimes, if I was lucky, I would come across the merchants in the village, and they would cry a few tears after listening to my wandering songs about being away from home, and I would earn a few dinars and drink a cheap glass of Nord honey. Sometimes when I am unlucky, when I meet those unreasonable gangsters, they will force me to sing *** or the most dazzling national style or other divine comedy, not only do not give money, as long as I don't sing or they are not satisfied, I will also attract a fat beating.

So every time I entered the tavern, it was a big gamble.

I don't know what my luck was this time, but when I entered the tavern, I saw a young man, dressed modestly, but carrying a long, curved axe. I know that kind of curved axe, it's the standard for the Knights of Vecchia, and I think this young man might also be a veteran, or the concubine of some minor nobleman, and he should have some money on him. He ordered a table of food, and I rubbed it over to his table and sang a Wikivian folk song to the effect that a child who had left home was wandering away, without good clothes or good cigarettes. The young man squinted at me, didn't say a word, and continued to drink his wine. I'm a little annoyed, anyway, you can say it, even if you give a dinar or say "", let me know, you know, the dinar is no longer valuable, and you can't even buy a bunch of grapes for a dinar.

I then changed my style and sang on the lula, "Medicine, medicine, Chek ......" When the young man heard this, he immediately threw a dinar from his arms: "Get out of the way, don't get in my way!"

I turned my head to see that there was a table behind me, and on it sat a big man who was drinking himself, and when I thought of something, my face immediately changed, and I retreated. It's so dangerous, it turns out that one of them is attacking and the other is receiving, and it's really not good for me to get involved like this.

I was just about to leave the tavern when I heard a commotion outside, and an unfamiliar male voice asked, "Have you seen any new people in your village lately?"

The village chief's old voice trembled: "Shengren, this ...... I didn't pay much attention to it, our village is relatively remote, and here, except for some caravans that come every year to buy animal skins, there are really no living people......"

I glanced up at the young man, and at the big man across from him, and wondered if these two were human beings.

The strange male voice remembered again: "Old man, you are not honest, we have seen a few strangers sneaking into your village, how can you say that there are no survivors? Do you want to shield them, what are your plans?"

The village chief hurriedly explained: "No, no, sir, you misunderstood, how dare my old man, he really has a bad memory when he is old." ”

The chief stopped arguing with the village chief, and shouted, "Let all the people in your village gather together and give you fifteen minutes, and after fifteen minutes all those who are not in the square will be fugitives and be arrested!" said the chief's voice and walked away.

Then, I heard the village chief immediately go into a rage, and while he roared for the boys next to him to call someone, he ran to the entrance of the village to ring the bell, which is only ringed when there is an emergency in the village, and once it rings, even if you are discussing life with your wife in your own bed, you must immediately put on your clothes and come out.

I glanced at the two villagers and wondered if I should call someone to come and see them, and I was sure that the governor outside had come to arrest them.

Sure enough, when the young man heard the words of the chief outside, his hand holding the wine glass shook and half of the glass of wine spilled.

At this time, the big man suddenly put down his wine glass and said, "Alan, why are you in such a hurry?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned around and stared at the big man: "You are indeed Edgar, that betrayer, what are you following me all the way for?"

The big man, who was called Edgar by the young man, grinned: "I'm a traitor, so what about you, don't laugh at anyone else." Alan, from the moment you deserted from Yaroger's King's Guard, you were no longer in a position to call others traitors. ”

Alan seemed a little annoyed, he reached out and grabbed the longblade axe behind his back: "Edgar, are you chasing me all the way just to laugh at me?"

Edgar shook his finger: "That's not the case, I chased you all the way, I have a good suggestion for you." We are all known as traitors, and it is impossible to take refuge in any country to gain a future. I can see that you will not be willing to spend your life in such a hide. If we want to make contributions, only when the current pattern changes and we look forward to the birth of a new force can you and I be among them and realize our ideals. ”

Alan was stunned: "Why are you talking to me about this?"

"Because I got the news that a new power will soon set foot on the continent of Calradia and break the existing pattern of the five powers, and at that time, all those who are as eager as you and me, but who are excluded by the bureaucracy of the five powers, will have a chance to come ahead," Edgar said. ”

Alan said coldly, "So what?"

Edgar said: "If it is someone else, get the news, it will stop there, and when this force appears, based on Calradia, they will go to take refuge." However, there is no shortage of people in this world who are icing on the cake, but sending charcoal in the snow is always the most valuable. And I happen to be connected to that emerging force, and by virtue of that connection, we can join it before it has a foothold, and we will have a natural advantage in the future. ”

Alan said: "There is such a good opportunity, you can go by yourself, why bother to pull me?"

Edgar said, "Yes, it would have been such a great opportunity, of course it would have been best for me to have it myself." But as I said earlier, they are now short of people to help them in the snow, and you are such a talent, Yaroger was full of admiration for you back then, and I pulled you in, isn't it a great credit?"

Alan pursed his lips: "So you followed me all the way for this? I don't care what the forces behind you are, but I, Allen, are only loyal to the Kingdom of Vekia." Although I escaped from the army, it does not mean that I have betrayed the country, I just do not want to kill innocents with my conscience. Let's not speculate, so let's leave it at that!" With that, Alan turned around and got out of the window, leaving dozens of dinars on the table before leaving.

Edgar stared at the window where Eren had left, sneered, and suddenly turned his head to look at me, "What about you, young man, do you have the ambition to make a difference?"