The slum was pitch black at night, a two-story wooden house was lit with gray firelight, and two figures were reflected on the walls of the wooden house, and the sound of chatting from inside seemed a little harsh in the quiet slum. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I know we've only just met, and it's only natural that you don't trust me, but I want to know what you mean, the Horned Infantry Regiment doesn't obey you, and you want to play tricks on me once, so you made up a nonsense, right?" Allen's words revealed a hint of displeasure, and before Sersi could speak, he added, "It's a pity that this nonsense is not clever at all, and you are just as bad at lying as my werewolf-turned-friend." ”

"No, it's not a lie, Alan, you have just come to Nipur and you don't know this territory, here, there are only slaves and nobles, slaves will always be slaves, nobles will always be nobles, passed down from generation to generation, as if you have been spelled by a wizard of the dark arts, no one can change all this. With that, Sersi drank the wine from the clay pot.

"What a new thing you say!, an earl, in the tone of a slave, complaining to the wandering knights, to the nobles. Alan said word by word, standing up and looking at Sersi in front of him, "You should tell your neighbors these words, so that they won't cut off your head out of jealousy on a dark and windy night!"

"I'm not making up nonsense, the title of Count is the same as the commander of the Horned Infantry Regiment, it's a big disguise!" Sercy tossed the clay wine jar in his hand onto the table, and turned his face aside.

The light of the pine oil lamp struck the side of Sersi's face, and he looked angry, as if he had been treated unfairly, but he was ashamed to shake off those words to a stranger whom he had just met.

"I take back what I just said, you really don't look as glamorous as it seems, if you don't mind, can you talk to me, a fellow with the same rough fate? Alan picked up the berry wine on the table and handed it back to Sercy.

Sersi glanced at the clay pot handed over to him, took it and took a few sips, as if this was the only way to express his dissatisfaction.

"I was at the Colosseum when Barton took a fancy to him and joined his Horn Legion, when I didn't have a single soldier under my men, and in order to help him overthrow Sam's regime, I raised a team of slaves, we had no good equipment and no horses, and fought for him by our own flesh and blood, which was the predecessor of the Horn Infantry Regiment. When he came to power, he promised me that I would depose the powerful nobles and dismantle us from slavery, and he did, but only by removing the soldiers from slavery. ”

"He gave me a manor after the war, and at first I thought he was really rewarding me, but when I got to the manor he found out that it was thirty miles away from the city of Nippur, and he clearly wanted me to stay away. As for the new nobleman in your mouth, the earldom, it is only a means for him to soothe the poor people in the city, and the hundred acres of fief he gave me are a hundred miles away, that kind of deserted ghost place, who will pay rent to me?"

"To tell you the truth, I never knew that the Colosseum had such dark rules, and I was kept in the dark until this afternoon, and now I finally understand why all the powerful aristocrats came out of there, and I think Barton must know the inside story, and he used this method to put me in the air step by step. ”

Sersi sat down in his chair and looked at the pine resin lamp on the table, the flames imprinted into his pupils like a flame of rage. Alan sat across from him, a bold idea in his mind, and he didn't know whether to tell Selcey that he was close to his purpose.

"Hey!" Alan waved his hand at the stunned Selsey, "I have a question for you, if you could choose again, would you help Barton overthrow the previous lord's regime?"

Selsey thought for a moment, "Yes, at least the battle freed many of the slaves from their lowly status, and most of them left Nipur and started their lives anew." ”

".....What if" Alan looked at the firmness in Selsey's eyes, and the balance in his heart tilted a little, "I am if, there is a wise lord who is bent on overthrowing slavery, if such a person appears in front of you, will you join his camp and launch another coup d'état?"

Sersi put down the jar in his hand and looked at Alan in front of him with alarm.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm just casually asking, although Lord Patton treats you a little unfairly, he at least frees you from being a slave, and your cabin is not so bad," Alan said with a relaxed face.....

"Yes!" Selsi sat up straight from his chair and looked at Alan in front of him, "If he is really a lord who overthrows slavery, I am willing to join his camp and launch another coup d'état!"

"If that lord doesn't have a single soldier and can't even pull out a single gold coin in his body, are you willing to help him?" Alan then asked.

"Even if he is a cripple now, I will help him if he is sincere in his desire to overthrow slavery, and I swear by the name of the god Namu. Sersi looked at Allen's injured calf, "Now it's time for you to reintroduce yourself." ”

Alan hesitated. "Can you tell me first, who is in control of the Horned Infantry Regiment now?"

"After Patton took power, many powerful nobles were assigned to the Horned Infantry Regiment, and now I am nominally the commander of the regiment, but in fact the real power is a guy named Barlow, he is a famous old nobleman in Nippel, his family once gave a lot of financial support when Patton staged a coup, or now more than half of the armor and weapons of the infantry regiment are equipped by him. Sersi said truthfully.

"Hmm....." Alan nodded.

"Can you tell me who you really are now, Wise, Lord?" asked Sersi with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a lord, but my companion was a wise lord who was bent on overthrowing slavery, but that unlucky guy was defeated, so he fled to this continent, and now we want to overthrow Patton's regime and use this territory to grow our power!"

"And what about your friend, can I meet him?" Sersi had an expectant look in his eyes.

"Probably not right now. Alan snatched the jug from Sersi's hand and took a sip, "If I'm not mistaken, he should have blended into Taylor's cavalry regiment by now, and I don't know the rest." ”

"Sounds like you're all knights with great skills, and if he does make it into Taylor's cavalry regiment and has a high enough position, maybe we'll meet him tomorrow!"

As soon as Selsey finished speaking, a gust of wind blew out the pine resin oil lamp on the table, and the whole room was instantly immersed in darkness where he couldn't see his fingers.