Glamorgan - Provisional Governor's House (Earl's Court).

Afternoon sunlight pours in through the arched floor-to-ceiling windows, brightening up this room in a vibrant and warm atmosphere. A girl in a silk skirt sits on a classical-style desk, leaning back on a high-backed chair in a standard posture, holding a thick stack of ledgers in her slender palms and a quill pen in the other, sketching on the ledger at a rapid pace.

With the ticking of the second hand, she put down her quill pen, her water-green eyes staring at the ledger with a deficit, changing from soft to impatient, and then rapidly shrinking.

"Money, money, money, no money!"

Charlene frantically flipped the ledger away, her short hair exploded as quickly as electricity, and her body jumped up from the high-backed chair at once, and let out a mournful cry like a tail cat that had been stepped on.

"It's all about deficit ......"

The green-haired girl shook her spot twice, pressed her hands on the table with her hands, her eyes became hollow and gray, and she said to herself mechanically:

"If this continues, sooner or later it will go bankrupt...... In the future, Yalei and I may fall into the miserable situation of borrowing to get by, and someone as stingy as my brother will definitely not help me...... It's just me and him...... Huddled into a hut of less than 10 square feet, living on black bread...... A child waiting to be fed...... Vicious landlord...... Husband who went out to hide from debts...... I have to force a smile to receive the miserable creditor!"

Just as Charlene's brain was filled in the desolation, her green eyes were filled with crystal tears, and she was moved by her unremitting efforts for the future, the sound of the axle turning sounded in the corridor outside the door.

"Most honorable hostess!" Sebastian's signature aristocratic voice pierced through the walls and sped in with a food truck. There was also a thick package next to the head.

"What's the matter?" she quickly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Tense and looked at the door.

"The host sent a package back. I sent it to you as soon as I received it. The stone beast head said flatteringly.

"Yes. ”

Charlene quickly flashed to the side of the dining car, picked up the package in her hand, opened it on the spot, and her pretty face suddenly collapsed, and it was actually a thick stack of ledgers.

"Charlene!"

But before she could take a closer look, Nicole jumped in from the floor-to-ceiling window with a shout, still holding the hot contract she had just signed, and screamed with joy:

"Two new signings were finally made today. They are all simple and obedient local young people!"

"Really? Great!" she pricked up her ears smartly, quickly took the contract, flipped to the name of the last payment, and suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief:

"It's a good start and things are bound to get better in the future. ”

"Yes, it's rare to be the first to respond to the conscription, so we must treat it well. Nicole actively advised her, and said carefully with her index finger:

"I suggest sending a bunch of gifts over to comfort their families. ”

"Makes sense. ”

Charlene nodded in convincing, pondered for a moment, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "We don't just want to give gifts." And give gifts with great vigour! Let their neighbors who live in the neighborhood know about it and envy their good luck!"

"Oh!" Nicole blinked thoughtfully. Then he touched his pointed chin and muttered, "Although I agree with your idea, but to what extent can it be considered powerful?"

Born in a knightly family, she knows very well this set of green-haired girls with her head held high, and summarized succinctly:

"Band, flowers, medals!"

The clever Nicole was able to understand a little, her eyes smiled into crooked crescents, and she clapped her hands on the ground and shouted excitedly: "Add another big white horse with red flowers! Let them ride home!"

"It's worthy of Sister Nicole, it's really cunning. ”

"Where, where, or Charlene, you are a little more cunning. ”

It is rare to meet a friend who has a similar heart, the two girls couldn't help but praise each other, and after praising each other for a while, Sebastian couldn't help but leave first, Nicole remembered the serious thing and exclaimed:

"Flowers are easy to find, you're all over the yard, but what about bands and medals?"

"The band is very simple, look for mercenaries, don't look at these people dancing with swords and swords all day long, but in order to cope with all kinds of tasks, they actually have a lot of things. ”

Charlene, who was a little more cunning, certainly had a way, and immediately pointed out a clear way to the other party.

"What about the medals?" asked Nicole again.

"Hmm......"

The green-haired girl thought about it, turned around and walked to the back of the desk, took out two evil spirit gold coins from an iron box, sprayed blue light from her fingertips, punched a hole in each of the top of the gold coins, and handed them to her:

"Use your palm power to erase the patterns on it, carve a line of text casually, and find two ribbons to wear,"

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Nicole took the two gold coins and jumped in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the figure immediately flickered into the distance.

"That's right, Ledger!"

Charlene only then remembered the ledger that Arei had given her, and immediately returned to the high-backed chair behind the desk, spread the ledger on the table, and flipped through it carefully.

......

"Charlene!"

Bruno's voice came from far and near, and he sped down the corridor, trotting directly to the office that belonged to Yare, and then knocked softly on the door:

"There were a number of large ships coming from outside the port, claiming to be from Gaul, businessmen who had come to invest in the mining industry, all of which belonged to the Shixin Group. ”

He finished speaking excitedly, but there was still no word inside the door, as if he was isolated in another lost world.

What's going on?

The silver-haired young man frowned, he obviously felt that Charlene was staying inside, so close, even an ordinary person should be able to hear his words.

"Charlene, are you in there, I'm coming in!"

Bruno pushed the door open with all his might, and a gloomy depression suddenly hit his face, rushing him back several steps, quickly protecting his right arm in front of the company, and said in shock:

"What a grudge!"

“......”

Surrounded by a heavy low air pressure and clasped in her hands and knees, Charlene, who was huddled in the corner, raised her head, looked at him silently, and buried her face in her knees.

"Charlene, are you alright?"

He hurriedly rushed to the green-haired girl, grabbed her arms and shook them vigorously.

“......”

Charlene leaned against the wall like a broken rag doll, her eyes were hollow, her face was dull, her head was tilted over her shoulders, and she murmured as if she had exhausted the last shred of life:

"4.2 billion ......"

"Forty-two billion?" Bruno was confused and asked eagerly:

"What forty-two billion?"

Two lines of tears flowed from the eyes of the green-haired girl, and she couldn't help but hide her face with her hands, and replied in a choked voice:

"4.2 Billion Debt ......"

......

Yes, after completing his journey around the country, Yare owed a total of forty-two billion foreign debts, which were mortgaged to the private debt of the whole of Glamorgan, not including the Celtic war bonds.

All in all, the black-haired knight raised a total of 28.3 billion soles, of which 4.2 billion were his personal debts and the rest were the public debt of the Celtic region.

Whether it is Celtic or Yalei personally, they are now in debt, once the fight against the Highland Kingdom fails, Celtic is okay, he has to carry the rhythm to death anyway.

However, this series of actions of the black-haired knight also showed everyone his firm will to fight against the Highland Kingdom, which forced the emperor and generals to support a batch of weapons and equipment - everyone is bankrupt, are you embarrassed to be an iron rooster again.

If he hadn't shown this will and determination, Yalei would have hanged himself in front of their house, and it is estimated that he would not have been able to get a single sol, don't think that His Majesty the Emperor and the generals are full of discipline......

can be mixed into a bigwig-level character, and his conscience has basically been fed to the sled dogs.

On the deck of the Great Battleship, Yalei was talking to an officer with a scarred face, none other than Instructor Sitz who had tortured his apprentices to death in the Obelisk.

He was the chief of the instructors sent to Celt by the Directory, the escort officer responsible for the protection and transportation of the war paints and equipment, and the captain of the field special forces...... Yare had to admire the high attainments of the great generals to make the best use of them.

"I didn't expect that one of the legendary knights who survived the Holy War was actually one of the students I brought out. Seitz said with his back to the guardrail, a large pipe in his mouth, and a little smug.

"Yes, thanks to your harsh teachings, I am where I am today. "Yalei has always been a good student who respects his teachers.

"Don't compliment me, I'll just toss you for a hundred days and teach you shallow knowledge. The instructor slowly spat out a smoke ring, and then looked at him with a mocking face:

"But you kid is really good, you actually dare to use the strength of 60,000 people to fight against a civilized kingdom of more than 1,000 people, with such great courage, you are worthy of being a good student taught by me!"

"......" The black-haired knight opened his mouth, but simply didn't say anything, and it was all tears.

"But I still believe that you have a few brushes, and there should be a slight chance that you can turn the tables. Siz nodded firmly, then reached out and patted him on the shoulder:

"You can rest assured about the training, when you meet me, there is no recruit who doesn't fart, a hundred days, as long as a hundred days! Celtic recruits can be pulled out to fight!"

"That's what I thought, too. Yare is convinced of his professionalism.

"Hahahaha, you have a vision!" the instructor laughed proudly, then lowered his voice suddenly, and asked with some twists:

"By the way, you know that girl from Vista?"

"Recognize. The black-haired knight instantly understood the other party's thoughts, and showed an ambiguous smile:

"Do you want to ......?"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

"Hahaha!" (To be continued......