Capitalists and aristocrats, in terms of fundamental interests, are inherently opposed.

What the aristocracy wanted was privileges, territories, and hereditary titles.

What the capitalists want, on the other hand, is profit, free trade, and a relatively open and fair trade environment.

Many of the great nobles of the Kingdom of Blackcastle had their own fiefs, and in their fiefdoms, taxes and laws were determined by themselves, which led to a very difficult trading environment.

This, combined with the supreme privileges of the aristocracy, led to many companies being forced to give away large stakes or face endless harassment.

Coupled with the complicated tax regulations, businessmen lose most of their profits every year.

For the capitalists, taking their interests is equivalent to killing their parents.

"I should have thought of it a long time ago. Sigurt was silent for a long time, and then said slowly: "In addition to the nobles, most of the mystics have flowed into these trading companies. Only when these companies are united can they have the ability to pry the cornerstone of royal power. ”

"But...... This is not enough!" Sige's voice changed, and Sen Ran said: "These merchants have always been a mess of loose sand, and it is impossible to twist them into a hemp rope without the intervention of external forces. Moreover, I do not believe that only the capitalists intervened in the revolution, and that there must be other, more hidden forces......"

Baron Cowell was stunned for a moment, then patted his leg and said: "That's true, these damn businessmen, it is impossible to be so united, there must be someone behind the back!"

"Who could it be?" said Sieg, frowning slightly.

Just as he was thinking, a team of uniformed musketeers suddenly poured into the prison. As soon as the musketeers entered, they all dispersed, half-kneeling to aim at Sieg and Baron Cowell.

"Bastard! don't ...... Don't shoot!" The little leader who was taken hostage by Sig immediately reprimanded, looking at this tone, his status here is not low.

But the musketeers on the opposite side were unmoved, and soon a gust of wind blew, and a figure walked through the iron gate and entered.

The visitor wore a cowboy hat, a cigar in the corner of his mouth, and a thick coat.

"Mr. Seeger, I didn't expect you to come back, it's surprising. The man took off his cigar and smiled slightly.

"Who are you?" said Sigurd, frowning.

"Introduce yourself. The man walked slowly, with a hint of mystery: "In Lower Daniel Fatlaiger, belonging to the Winterwind Company. ”

"I've looked into your profile: Sieg Carroll, a senior apprentice, part of the Guardsmen of the Wilden family. Right?" said the man, not seeming to take Sieg seriously.

He slowly took off the white gloves on his hand and paced to himself: "As a gentleman, first of all, I want to tell you very politely that you should not come back. If it was before, maybe you could still resist it, after all, we are all high-level apprentices. It's a pity that it was just yesterday......"

He paused for a moment, then split his mouth, revealing his white teeth and said with a smile: "Just yesterday, I have broken through to the quasi-first-level realm!"

"What do you want to express?" said Sigger's brow furrowed, a little impatient.

He could tell at a glance that this person's bloodline was biased towards the water attribute, and the level was not high.

"What do I want to express?" Daniel casually put his gloves on the grass, and then grinned and showed two fangs, "I want to say that you remnants of royal power should follow Louis V and sweep them into the dustbin of history." ”

"Die!" Daniel pointed his finger at the void, and the water elemental in the air instantly began to riot.

The temperature of the air around Sig dropped suddenly, and the moisture in the air condensed into frost, and more and more.

In the blink of an eye, the mighty water elemental dragged the water vapor to attack, and it was about to freeze Sig and Cowell into popsicles.

"Who gave you the courage to make a move. Sigger's face didn't fluctuate, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

It seems that when he left Black Castle before, the strength exposed to the outside world was indeed only at the level of a senior apprentice. No wonder this person still thinks he's stuck at this stage.

A thought flashed in Sig's heart, and with a wave of his hand, the cold water elements gathered around him immediately dispersed.

Billowing black fog suddenly erupted behind him, obscuring the sky. A huge two-headed black mist snake slowly rose up, its vertical pupils filled with evil light.

This Black Mist Serpent Technique has officially advanced to the first level at this moment, and it has completely reached the level of Michelan's peak.

In the town, Sieg and Michelo confronted each other, and the two-headed black fog snake could smash a large area of the fence with a single twist!

The power can be imagined.

"You ......" Daniel took a few steps back, a look of shock in his eyes.

Strong shocks can easily make people's minds fall into a short blank stage. He had no master for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

The giant two-headed snake crawls on the ground with a rustling sound that sounds creepy.

Daniel watched as the black snake circled around him, encircling him in the center, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"The information clearly says that this is just a high-level apprentice!"

The two-headed serpent caught Daniel in the circle, but did not attack.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. Sieg grinned, his voice playful.

......

Inside the newly built villa of Baron Cowell.

On the sofa in the living room, two cups of coffee heat up.

Sig and Baron Cowell sat across from each other, papers in their hands, frowning and flipping rapidly.

Most of these documents were orders for documents received by Daniel, as well as a number of newspapers and magazines in Blackcastle.

Next to them, Daniel, a quasi-first-class sorcerer, stood straight, his face stiff as a wax figure.

This is the bloodline infection ability of the Abyssal Feathered Serpent!

Using his extremely aggressive bloodline, he forcibly polluted the other party, and finally turned poor Daniel into a puppet who only listened to his own words.

Just as Solomon had done.

Sige's consideration was obvious, it would be easy to kill this person, but the disappearance of a quasi-first-level magician would inevitably cause even more trouble. He doesn't like trouble, especially in these turbulent times.

Although Daniel is still alive now, his soul has long been completely annihilated, and his physical body is manipulated by Sigur to control the situation in the town remotely.

"Wanted: Sig Carroll, eighteen years old, born in Linton City, senior apprentice. Seeger saw his name on a conspicuous wanted poster.

Since the seizure of power by the Revolutionary Party, there has been a large-scale arrest of the former aristocracy and their lackeys.

Today's Black Castle is full of blood, and even the king has been guillotined, and the fate of other nobles can be imagined.

The Revolutionary Party has now begun to hunt for the remnants of the crown, and Sieg is clearly in this category.

"That's really...... Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river!" said Sieg a little speechless.

Even before he left Black Castle, the revolutionaries could only hide as rats underground, and even one of their senior apprentices had to desperately win over. But now, they've become the climate.

"Great, Count Anna and Duke Hikari are currently forming the Legion of King Qin, and we still have a slight chance of restoration. Baron Cowell suddenly picked up a document excitedly and waved it at Sig.

Despite their success in the royal capital, the revolutionaries still had to contend with powerful aristocratic forces elsewhere in the Black Castle.

Among them, Count Anna and another duke seem to be staunch supporters of royal power. In their fiefdoms, they suppressed rebellions and revolutions with a bloody iron fist, and then the mercenaries took their own weight and prepared to restore the royal power.

Cowell himself was an aristocrat, apparently a staunch king. When he saw that there was still a glimmer of hope, he immediately rekindled his confidence.

"It's useless. Sieg shook his head: "Even the Wilden family has fallen, these two are just dying and struggling." ”

Speaking of the Wilden family, Sieg suddenly thought, Jon, Leah, Annie, and the second-level sorcerer Guardian of Black Castle, where are they now?