"Did anyone say that your hands are as tender as goat's milk?" Pollit gently squeezed the woman's slender little hand and rubbed it against the snow-white skin.

The woman covered her mouth with her other hand and laughed happily: "My lord, no guest knew the feel of goat's milk before. ”

"Really? That's a bunch of poor sour guys. He grinned, and said triumphantly, "A pretty girl like you can't mingle with those lowly poor devils anymore, don't you think?"

"I ...... Listen to adults. The woman looked shy and gently bit her lip with her teeth.

She's not young anymore, and that means experienced. She knew what posture to use to face someone, such as Pollit, who was in front of him at this time.

Sure enough, Pollitt put his arm around her shoulders with satisfaction, and said in a very low voice, "Good girl, we still have a lot of time, don't we?"

He climbed onto the bed and threw the woman down under him, the tip of his tongue twining on his lips, the lust in his eyes growing stronger.

It's time.

Eat this charming leprechaun!

Boom!

Before he could bury his head in the woman's vast bosom, there was a loud bang outside the window.

"Your Excellency?" the woman blinked as she wiped her pale pink eyes.

"It's okay, let's continue to do what we do. ”

Boom!

Knock knock!

There were several loud bangs in succession, beating at Pollit's ears like the waves of the sea.

His long-stored lust was wiped out by the strange noises that came one after another.

"Damn, which bastard is ruining my good deeds!"

He stood up in exasperation, and before he could fasten the buttons of his clothes, he walked to the window with his bare belly, pulled it open, and slammed it open, looking out to see where the sound was coming from.

The cold wind blew into the room through the open window, and he felt a little cold on his face, but the more clear feeling was a violent wrinkle from the bottom of his heart.

The street outside was crowded with people, they pushed and shoved towards the small building of the council hall, the guards stretched their arms to stop the crowd, but compared to the hundreds of people, the strength of a dozen guards was too small, they tried to stop some of them, but more people had broken through the defense line, ran to the iron gate of the small building, and kept hitting the iron door with their bodies.

It happened...... What the?

"Look, the fat man standing at that window is Mayor Mare!" shouted the sharp-eyed man, and then a large number of people turned their heads to look at where Pollitt was.

"Is that the bastard's liquor tax?"

"Dead fatty, give us back Blackstone!"

"Stones? Who has stones?"

"It's hard to hold such a big piece, there are no brains, a smaller stone!"

Pollit saw a bald man in the crowd raise his arms, and he subconsciously closed the window.

Click!

The sound of glass shattering, a stone directly pierced the glass of the window, and passed over his head.

Far from the end of the day, two more stones hit the glass of the window accurately, and if he hadn't reacted and crouched down in time, these two stones would have hit his eyes!

Hell, how dare these criminals come and attack the council chamber!

He ran away with his head in his hands, and the stones kept being thrown into the house, and it was his own death to stay in this hut, and he opened the door in a panic and ran out, not even caring about the delicate woman on the bed, who went wherever she liked, and now saving her life was the key.

"Guards, guards!" he shouted as he ran, but how could the guards respond to his cries for help when they were overwhelmed by the crowd of townspeople.

"Are you alright, my lord?" and just as he was on the verge of despair, someone finally answered his cries.

"Vice-Captain Leyton!" he said excitedly, panting to Layton, "Outside, what's going on with those people." ”

"That's exactly what I'm trying to say, sir. Layton took off his helmet, completely drenched in sweat from his forehead down, and at first he and the other guards held back the crowd, but the other side was far outnumbered, and before the situation could get completely out of control, he made a decision, and ordered the remaining soldiers to hold out the out-of-control crowd as much as possible, and he climbed the towering, glass-covered wall back into the small building of the council chamber with his superior physical fitness.

He is the vice-captain of the patrol guard, and his top priority is to ensure the safety of the mayor.

"We've lost control of the streets, and while our guards try to maintain order, there are so many people on the streets that we can't stop that many people with a dozen of us. Layton slowed down and said heavily, "You have to be mentally prepared. There is no doubt that this is a riot, and it is against the chamber, against you. ”

"How is this possible, it wasn't that nothing happened yesterday, why is it suddenly chaotic!"

"Perhaps because of the increase in taxes on wine and Red Street today, you may not know that the worst glass of wine has risen to the price of two silver coins. ”

Pollit gasped and yelled angrily, "Even this is not a reason for them to riot!

"You're right. Layton bowed slightly, hiding the disdain in his eyes that was about to be hidden, and continued: "But it seems that the people outside don't think so. ”

"Where is my treasurer, this is his strategy, and it should be up to him to settle it!"

"As far as I know, Lord Crane is now throwing in the Chamber of Commerce camp outside town. ”

"Damn, it seems that he, like Rhodes, is a piece of waste that can only talk empty and unreliable!" Pollit spat on the ground, revealing a fierce expression, "In that case, we must call for help, you go back to the outpost immediately, let Snow Eagle bring an urgent letter to Lord Marquis, and let Lord Send an army nearby to suppress this gang of rebels, Blackstone Town is the largest mine in the north, and Lord Marquis will definitely not stand idly by." ”

Due to the extremely cold temperatures in the north, there is no way for carrier pigeons and crows suitable in other places to gallop in the northern sky, so there is only one way to communicate between cities in the north - snow eagles.

But the price of this eagle is not cheap, and there is a shortage of them, and in towns like Blackstone, only one is kept in the guard outpost. (Others don't know that Herbert owns Blackstone's second Snow Eagle.) ）

Leiden seemed a little hesitant and suggested: "My lord, I don't think there is any need to be so troublesome, it seems that the people outside are just resisting the high taxes, and they only need to return the previous tax amount and issue a certain amount of compensation, and they will naturally disperse." ”

"No way! That's all my money, why should I give it to these lowly civilians!" Pollitt's eyes widened.

Layton sighed in his heart, it was time for Pollit to still value money so much......

"Then I'll do it. He turned around and was about to leave.

Pollitt suddenly shouted behind his back, "Wait!"

He suddenly thought that with the character of the Marquis, he was leaving Blackstone Town to take care of himself, but he failed to do this well, and the fate waiting for him would be quite serious.

"Let your men arrest Hodge, he's useless, now we need someone to take all the blame. "Also, let the guards keep an eye on the house where the two witches live, and don't let any of them run away until the Marquis's army arrives!"

I guess the Marquis hasn't tasted a real witch yet, right? I guess I think I can be pardoned by offering a witch to the Marquis as I did before.

"......," Layton was silent, and after a long time said in a deep voice, "yes—"

......

Layton chose a corner that was not guarded, and as he had entered, he climbed over the wall and hurried towards the outpost with the help of his knight's excellent physical fitness.

As soon as he entered the outpost, he saw dozens of guards turning their eyes to him in unison.

Layton frowned and yelled at the guards, "What's the matter with you, now shouldn't be the time to rest, you should be patrolling the streets." ”

Many people lowered their heads, and no one answered his questions.

"Forget it, it's good that everyone is back, just in time I need to assign you a task. ”

He took two steps forward and was about to speak, but his pupils suddenly contracted, and he looked solemnly at the guards near the wall, and said in disbelief, "Why are you four coming back too?"

"You should stay outside the witch's room!"

"Now go back to where you belong, who allowed you to leave without permission!"

The four guards looked at each other, looked at Leiden with strange expressions, and whispered, "Vice Captain Leiden, we are acting on orders. ”

"I've never given such a stupid order, and you know how dangerous Blackstone would be if you let those two witches into the crowd. ”

"Vice-Captain, of course we know that you didn't give this order. ”

"Why don't you go back then?" Leiden unceremoniously waved his hand to the door.

"But this command ......"

The wooden door of the room in the middle of the outpost was pushed open, and because it had not been used for a long time, the hinges of the door and the wall were a little jerky and creaked, and the bearded man came out of the room, and the guard continued:

"I gave this order. ”

Layton followed the voice, his face full of incredulity, and he exclaimed.

"Captain Harlow?!"

......

"Your face is a little red. Devine said to Hodge, who had just dressed up, as she ate her freshly peeled apple.

"Is there one?" Hodge was stunned, reaching out and touching his cheek and forehead, "It's not hot." ”

"Are you really a doctor? Is there a dumber test than you?"

Hodge reacted and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Forget it, it should be fine." What's more, even if there is some burning, now is not the time to rest. ”

He tilted his head to look at the empty streets outside the window, and said, "This big drama in Blackstone has begun, and I have no reason to be absent." ”

"Together?" he asked Daphne.

Daphne showed no interest, holding her chin with her hands in boredom, and eating the pulp in small bites: "I'm not going, I'm not used to walking with ordinary people until now." ”

"Take Hera with you, lest you second-rate actor twist his feet on stage. ”