A few minutes ago, after getting tired of hearing the elder Hyde's long new report, Kenny beckoned to Alan at the side of the lord's seat. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Alan looked up sleepily, then glanced at the gushing old Hyde in front of him. He shook his head and walked over to the lord's seat. "What's wrong?" he asked, yawning.

"Last night, I thought about it all night. Kenny frowned and whispered, "If you had to guess, what do you think the alchemist's purpose is?"

"That guy who killed Orlando?" said Alan as he picked up the silver wine glass on Kenny's table.

Kenny nodded, leaning back in his chair.

"That's a weird question, man. Alan picked up the flask on the table and filled the glass in his hand, "We can't be sure now whether those guys died from alchemy potions. He brought the glass to his lips and took it down, "Maybe they just happened to have ingested the fire phosphorus herb by mistake, and then they were attacked by some wizard? ”

Kenny crossed his hands and moved his eyes in confusion. "And what about the purpose?" he asked, "and we don't care who the creators are, what do you think their purpose is?"

Alan smashed his mouth and swallowed the wine in his mouth. "Didn't you think about it all night last night?" he asked him rhetorically, "I want to hear your thoughts." ”

"I guess they're probably not trying to provoke us to fight. Kenny straightened up and snatched the glass from Alan's hand, "Aiden came this morning to report that Orlando's body was still there, but the matter was known all over the city, even the girls in the brothel, and that drunken Quarte was burned to charcoal, how could those families with many ears and eyes not know? Don't you think it's strange?" he drank the rest of the wine from the glass and put it down. Also, if those people really want to provoke the nobles to rebel, they don't need to kill four nobles, one Orlando is enough, don't forget, he is now the head of the Chamber of Commerce!"

"Hmm....." Alan nodded in agreement, and then sat down on the corner of the table without restraint. "Then what do you mean....."

"It won't be a vendetta anyway. Kenny concluded, then added, "This is a demon city, what nobleman would travel without an entourage? But those four unlucky ones don't have one, which is weird, isn't it?"

"Could it be so?" Alan nodded lightly on the table, "The people who killed them are already familiar with them, and the reason why those guys didn't bring their retinue was because they wanted to carry out an ulterior plan, and in order to prevent the plan from being revealed, they went to the junction point together, but Orlando and the others rejected that plan for some reason, and that person killed all four of them in order to prevent them from telling you." ”

Kenny was silent for a moment, then nodded. "Sounds reasonable. He said, "Who do you think is most likely?"

Alan smiled, "Cersi already told us last night. ”

"The old butler who has absconded?" Kenny blurted out.

Alan nodded. There was an extremely noisy invective from the main hall, and the two people on the lord's seat didn't care.

"Man, maybe you should think about how that old guy absconded. Alan said as he swept the people in the Great Hall.

"Transfiguration wizard?" Kenny regrouped his thoughts, "If that's the case, there's a good chance that the transfiguration wizard is loyal to the old butler, and Barton doesn't know about it. He paused, and then asked, "But Barton is dead, why did that old fellow do this?"

"Perhaps.....," he gestured, gesturing to Kenny's chair, "and he wants to sit here, too?"

"It's unlikely. Kenny waved his index finger, "How can an old fellow who has been half-cut into the ground be jealous of the throne? Not to mention, he doesn't even have a child!"

"Don't take anyone who might be an opponent, man. Alan said disapprerovingly, "The temptation of power has nothing to do with age, as long as he has that heart, he will always have it, and it will gradually expand over time, until the spade soil is not over his heavenly spirit cover!"

"Really?" Kenny smiled. "Where's your heart?" he digressed, "why didn't you see her at breakfast?"

"Damn! what are you talking about!" Alan slapped the table with feigned anger.

"Lord, I'd like to hear your opinion—"

There was a sudden roar from the main hall, and the owner of the voice was Old Hyde, who clenched his fists and looked at the two people on the lord's seat with anger on his face, and the noise in the hall suddenly disappeared at this moment.

Alan rolled his eyes, then jumped off the table, and walked back to his place, his gaze fixed on old Hyde.

"I'm sorry, loyal old minister, we were just discussing the Assyria alliance, can you repeat your question?" Kenny said, leaning back in his chair.

"My lord, I want to hear the outcome of your deliberations with Lord Allen!" said Old Hyde.

"No result for the time being!" replied Kenny, "we need to think a little more about the unequal terms of the Assyrian letter! The Chancellor of the Exchequer has just told me that Nippel cannot afford the tribute they are offering now!"

"Your Excellency. Old Hyde's voice fell, "You shouldn't just see the huge amount of tribute, Assyria has also proposed many terms in our favor, such as their textiles, animal husbandry, and construction, and when we are united, these advanced technologies can all be shared with them. What's more, we urgently need to build a trade road with Assyria, and when the road is completed, I bet that the annual tax will quadruple, or even more!"

"I knew it would bring us unexpected benefits, but ....."

"Lord!" interrupted Old Hyde anxiously, "once we have mastered those techniques, we can completely resell them to other lords, and we will get far more than that compared to the negligible tribute in terms of terms!"

A hint of displeasure appeared on Kenny's face. Since he took over Karta, or Nippur, no one has dared to interrupt him, and no minister has dared to question him in such a tone.

What's more, they were in the Great Hall, which was filled with Nipur ministers.

"Old Hyde. Alan stood up, "Do you know how much Nippur earns in taxes for a year?"

Old Hyde turned around and thought for a moment. "Approximately known, but not exactly. "In previous years, military spending was the biggest expense, but now we have only 6,000 men left." ”

"The latter sentence is good!" Alan praised, "but do you know what it means to have six thousand?" Before Old Hyde could speak, Alan raised his voice, "It means that the current Nipur is no longer a demon city! It has become a waste to be slaughtered on the continent of Sumer! maggots in the pits! ants in the wetlands! a louse that is too small to be small, too weak to be weak! Any lord on the continent, as long as he wants, when the sun rises tomorrow, can destroy our family!" (To be continued.) )