"I don't understand why anyone thinks that five hundred knights can take Ortronburg. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info", the sun had set, and in the auditorium, Wren stood on the rostrum, looking at the crowd in the auditorium, and briefly stated his views in a very calm tone, "Many people look down on me, look down on Ortlenburg, thinking that this country can be taken with five hundred knights, and even they don't even need to attack, we will crouch on both sides of the official road to meet their victory." I find it ridiculous that the power of one person is limited, but the power of the whole of Ortrenburg is infinite. ”

"People are good at creating miracles and creating the future in a harsh environment. What do we have? We only have one hand, one life, one weapon. What can we do? We can realize our dreams with our hands, slay our enemies with our weapons, and create a future with our own lives. ”

"Today is just the first attempt of the mongrels outside the city, and they will find that what they have in front of them is not a shivering chick, but a dragon for glory and hope!"

"Tomorrow, we will not only go out of the city, but also repel them. I have faith in you, and I have faith in myself. ”

"The city has been silent for so long that it's forgotten. It is time, my people, to use your weapons to break through the clouds that weigh down over this city, so that all will look down on us and no longer underestimate us. ”

"I can't give you anything more, but I can give you a chance, a chance to be respected. ”

"Tomorrow, we'll go out!"

No cheers, no heart-rending roars, each of the Ortrenburgers stood straight, their right hands raised high, their clenched fists full of power!

After returning to the City Lord's Mansion, it was getting late, and it was quiet outside the mansion, and everyone's mood was both excited and heavy in this atmosphere. They need time to think, they need time to confirm a fact.

Sitting in the study, Wren was holding the black tea in a daze, thinking about many things in his head.

Ortlenburg is now at a critical juncture of change, and the prolonged silence has numbed the city's people, making them forget the power they possess. Now, the pressure from the outside has made them begin to awaken, and how to make good use of this awakening power will affect his future trend.

He wouldn't really focus entirely on the city, which was, as all the nobles of the imperial capital recognized, the countryside, a wilderness far from the political center. He will eventually return to the imperial capital, but what can he do before he returns?

That is to make a firm mark of his own on the city, this is his, it is Rennes's territory, and he wants everyone to know that on the Teng of the Golden Thorn, there is a thorn called Ortlenburg.

"Are you worried about tomorrow's battle?", Celeste sat across from Wren, her fair face with a healthy flush, and the youthful aura between her eyebrows and eyes wantonly flaunted the beauty of her age.

Wren came back to his senses, took a sip of black tea, and put down the teacup, "I'm not worried about tomorrow's battle, Celeste, there are close to 300,000 people here, unless the other party has a legion of more than 20,000 people, I won't worry at all." He paused, straightening out his thoughts, "People who have nothing are the most terrible people, and I think about what to give them without destroying their strength." The Bol family is just a clown, and it doesn't take much effort on my part to defeat him. But what about after defeating him?"

Celeste's eyebrows were tangled, so complicated, how could her little head think like Wren's face, her head was lowered, and the disappointment in her tone was obvious, "I don't know." ”

Wren smiled slightly, "You don't need to know, I just know this." ”

Celeste followed with urgency: "But...... But I want to help you. I don't like to see you distressed, I like your smile. She plucked up her courage, held up her breasts, which had just begun to develop, and said loudly: "I want to protect your smile and make you happy." ”

Wren was stunned for a moment, then turned to laugh, Celeste's anxious tears rolled in his eyes, stubbornly raised his face, and looked at Wren viciously. Wren's laughter gradually subsided, "Okay, okay, from today onwards, Celeste, you will be my guardian knight, and my happiness will be handed over to you in the future." ”

Celeste smiled and nodded affirmatively, "Don't worry, I'm sure I can do it." ”

Celeste's interruption brightened Wren's mood, and he even hummed two ditties, "It's not early, it's time for you to go to bed, you have class tomorrow." And you should know that staying away from adequate sleep is a woman's biggest mistake. ”

Celeste also knew that Wren needed to be quiet now, she reluctantly stood up, pinched the corners of her skirt and curtsy, she really wanted to accompany Wren, even if it didn't make the slightest sense to do so.

After seeing Celeste leave, Wren pursed his lips, picked up the magic pen in the inkwell, and wrote and drew on a blank piece of paper.

He first drew a circle, in which Ortrenburg was written, and then outside the circle he wrote the word Boer, and after thinking about it, he drew a circle in the distance and wrote the word Mirin. Then he wrote the names of several nobles, and finally the tip of the pen stayed on the paper and clicked vigorously.

......

Sarcomo had just fallen asleep, he was not young, and in order to maintain a daily energy level, a longer period of deep sleep was an essential item for each day.

The Byron Empire is a good place, it is closer to Dragon Island, and it has much more communication with Dragon Island than Orlando, and has gained more things. In the turmoil of this monopoly product, there is something called ambergris, which is a mixture of various spices, with ambergris and a small amount of dragon's blood essence. The biggest effect of ambergris is to help people sleep, smell it before going to bed, and the quality of sleep will be significantly improved.

This commodity has always been a favorite of the aristocracy, who need more energy to eat, drink and be merry, and the sleep that is compressed to the limit must ensure the highest quality.

The ambergris in Sarcomo's room smelled faintly, and suddenly, the closed door was pushed open, and a bright light shone in. His eldest son walked up to the bed and gently shook Sarcomo.

Sarcomo slowly opened his eyes, his eyes rolling slightly, and it took a while to come to his senses. He sat up and looked at his eldest son, "What's the matter?"

The eldest son lowered his head, and in the face of this famous merchant of the empire, he always had a kind of panic that he did not dare to face, "There is movement in the board of Ortlenburg. After speaking, he handed over a note.

Sarcomo took a deep breath, the news from this time must be very important, he took the note and glanced at it, got up from the bed, picked up his clothes and put them on his body, and while wearing them, he said: "Prepare three thousand gold coins at once, in three boxes, prepare the horses, and I will go out immediately." ”

The eldest son was slightly stunned, and subconsciously asked, "Now?"

Sarcomo's movements paused, looking at the eldest son's eyes full of majesty, and a trace of disappointment, "Now!"

Watching the eldest son leave in a hurry, Sarcomo sighed lightly, this eldest son has always lived in a privileged environment, far inferior to the two children who were released, especially Celeste's father, his youngest son. Whether it is courage or ability, it is a big difference. There was a thought in his heart that was constantly expanding, perhaps, he should change his heir.

As soon as he got dressed, he went out and got into the carriage, and the sky was dark at almost twelve o'clock, and the thick clouds in the sky obscured the moon and the stars.

The carriage galloped along the wide, well-groomed road, the sound of horses' hooves echoed through the streets, and the dark streets gradually became brighter, and when the speed of the carriage began to slow down, the lights were almost indistinguishable from daytime.

This is the SC district inhabited by nobles, and the entire province of Bell is full of nobles and heroes.

The carriage stopped outside a large manor, and the gatekeeper in charge of the night watchman glanced at Sarcomo's greetings, made a sound in his nose, whispered "Wait", and hurried away.

After about ten minutes, he came with a smile on his face, "The master is in the side hall." ”

Sarcomo no longer cared about the side hall or not, he took a box and skipped the gatekeeper a few steps and entered the manor.

Outside the side hall, he took a deep breath and straightened his outfit before pushing the door in.

A man in his forties, with black hair and a handsome face, sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and he glanced up at Sarcomo and pointed to the sofa opposite.

Sarcomo bowed, sat down, opened the box in his hand, and pushed it over.

A thousand gold coins were neatly stacked together, reflecting an intoxicating luster under the effect of illumination, and the man raised his hand and pressed it, and the box closed again.

"What's the matter, to come so late?"

This man was the lord of the city of Nurki, one of the few nobles in the province of Bell, Powen Leos, with the title of count. His title is nothing in the imperial capital, but in this rural place, it is already considered the top one.

"On behalf of the lord of Ortrenburg, Baron Wren Alcania, I speak to you. Sarcomo was much tougher at this time than he was before, because he was no longer representing himself, but Rennes, who was far away in Ortrenburg.

Bowen raised his eyebrows, a little interested, he put his hands in his arms, and said playfully: "I don't know Baron Rennes." ”

Sarcomo was more aggressive than expected, "but you know it now." ”

Bowen looked at the box on the coffee table and nodded slightly, "Explain your intention." ”

Sarcomo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but his face remained unmoved, "Are you interested in the city of Weststream?"