April 2, 353 Gregorian Calendar, Pamis, Rubata. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

On this day, the royal capital of Pamis is still as lively as ever, and it is one of the trading centers of the entire continent. The streets are bustling with people and bustling. Since the Pharisens opened up a new trade route, Rubata's prosperity has continued unabated. Iberian and Zignar merchants no longer had to bear the high transit taxes of the Marstar Empire to reach Pamis, although at this time, since the Falenas-Alc Canal was not yet open, many caravans still passed through Mastar to save time. In addition, the Navi had not yet explored the Northern Sea Route, so they also came to Parmis through Pharynsi.

With the increase in the flow of people, the issue of law and order has also been put on the table. Many merchants complained to the Pamis government about the increasing incidence of thieves, and the Parmis could only remind passers-by to pay more attention to their wallets. It has long been rumored that the thieves of Rubata are under the control of a thief's guild, and because the guild leader has a favor for the current king, King Parmis can only turn a blind eye to them. Of course, the official will never admit this statement.

From a purely technical point of view, the pickpocketing technique of the Lubata thief can be described as a must in the mainland. Even some skilled people are not immune to theft, and some people claim that more than half of the sixteen thousand horsemen of Parmis were touched by pickpockets without realizing it, and none of the thousand horsemen were spared. Whether this is true or not remains to be verified.

Thieves like to hunt for foreigners, especially for new mercenaries. For even if the mercenaries reported to the police, the sheriff would not be as eager to help the merchants; Moreover, the mercenaries often leave for the battlefield and garrison immediately after staying here, and there is no chance to trouble them at all. So, those who wore thick linen cloaks and weapons were the first targets for pickpockets.

It was on this street that there was a man dressed up like this. Although he pulled up his hood, it was easy to tell that he was carrying a sword on his back. The thieves began to act in their usual ways.

Two of them pretended to be fighting and tugging around the mercenary's side to limit his range of motion and attract his attention. Then, a third person quietly approached from behind, pretending to be impatient and being hindered, crashed into the subject's body, and groped for the wallet in an unbelievable way. Finally, a fourth person quickly passed by and transferred the stolen goods, so that even if they were immediately caught and caught, the victim had no evidence.

Unfortunately, today this goal seems to be different. Although the thieves succeeded, they were immediately discovered by him. However, the mercenary only smiled at the third person, and immediately ran away from the crowd in the other direction.

The pickpocket who escaped with the stolen goods didn't realize that things had taken an unexpected turn and stopped when he made his way through a familiar alley to a place he thought was safe. The guy got a little carried away, he tossed the stolen money bag up and caught it, playing with this very ordinary money bag several times. Even after he tossed the money bag again, it did not fall back into his hands. The pickpocket fell backwards in horror as a sharp blade lay in front of him, and the purse rested firmly on the back of the sword.

"Don't let me run into you again next time." The mercenary withdrew his sword and warned.

"Yes, yes." The pickpockets fled.

The mercenary pulled the money bag back into his waist, and at this time he seemed to suddenly feel something, and immediately rolled forward with a short body. And at that moment, a double-edged axe slashed sideways across where he had just stood. However, this was obviously not the whole story, and just as he tried to lift himself, the second weapon stabbed him in the face. The mercenary hurriedly leaned back, letting go of the spear that stabbed him. Then he fell, and quickly rolled to the right, for a chain had been striking at him. After dodging the attack of the three-plate axe, the mercenary barely drew the sword at his waist. However, the attacker was not an idle person, and the double-edged axe slashed again, and the mercenary flicked his wrist, and he was able to defend against the fourth attack with the back of his sword. But the force of the attacker was very strong, and the mercenary was knocked out and fell into the pile of debris in the alley.

"Killed?"

"I want to ...... Probably not. The man who made the axe replied, for he had seen the mercenary break free from the pile of debris.

The mercenary had already thrown off his coarse cloth cloak and pulled out his second weapon, a saber, from behind his back.

"When I first came to Pamis, I was entertained by three thousand captains, what an honor to be here." The mercenary said.

The man who made the axe roared and slashed his double-edged axe vertically from the front. The mercenary crossed his sword to catch the attack, his purple eyes fixed on the other man's face.

"The attack of the Wolfgar is really like a thunderbolt, and I am afraid that I will not be able to catch the third one." As he spoke, he leaned back again, and the angle of his elbow suddenly opened, clamping the spear stabbed from the right side.

"Yoneyama-sama, too, is very good at timing."

"Damn it!"

"I don't think you can handle it now." A third man's voice sounded behind him.

"Lord Grace, I don't think so."

"Then you can give it a try." Grez said and waved the chain.

The mercenary made a move that the three of them did not expect, and after a slight jump, he slid forward with the strength of Wolfga, and scurried between the legs of the tall wolfga. Seeing this, Yoneyama tried to press down the spear to stop the opponent's movement, but the three weapons of the spear, the double-edged axe, and the chain were all mixed up.

"Cut, it's not over yet!" Wolfgar wrenched out his axe and said hatefully, "I must let you eat my third axe." ”

At this moment, the three people huddled together gave up the fight at the same time and jumped backwards. A throwing gun came one after the other, inserting it into the place where they had just been entangled.

"You three are so rude." A female voice rang out.

"Ah, it's Mistress Hydena, you couldn't have come just in time."

"Lord Ryuce, please don't meet the martial artists of our country."

"How can it be a general knowledge, and at the same time to learn martial arts with the three Pamiswan riders, this is something that many people dream of looking forward to." Thorgrande put away his sword.

The appearance of Hedna made the three ten thousand horse commanders retreat to the side with some shame. Although Hedna only holds the title of Captain of a Thousand Horsemen, the Captains of Parmis have great respect for her. On the one hand, it is naturally because she is a close confidant of the princess, but more because of her respect for her personality and martial arts.

"Excuse me, do you have any bandages?" Sogrend stretched out his hand and asked, his mouth already red. Seeing this, Wolfgar smirked, and his eyes boasted to his two colleagues about the damage he had done to Sogland.

"Please, just take a moment." Hedena tore off her cloak and tore it into strips of cloth and bandaged Thorgrande with a simple bandage.

"Master Hedena, do you need any help?" Thorgrande asked.

"I have invited you to be a guest on the orders of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"Now?"

"Yes."

"Then I'm sorry for you to show me the way."

At this time, Mishan on the side stepped forward to stop talking.

"What's the matter, Yoneyama-sama?" Thorgrande asked, smiling.

Yoneyama looked at Sogrend, but apparently he didn't mean to speak to Sogrend, "Lord Hedna, about today's events......"

"The three adults are good at their own affairs, and the lower officials will not go out of their way to tell the princess or His Majesty." Heidna's assurances only go so far.

"Thank you so much." Yoneyama turned around and made a small gesture to the two colleagues to signal that they were not going to hurry up, and the other two ten thousand horsemen understood and immediately resisted their weapons, pretending to be easy and walking away.

About half an hour later, Sogrend met Princess Flores of Parmis somewhere in the Palace of Partra. This princess is also close to the age of not being confused, but she still maintains a good appearance and a vigorous posture. This is due to the fact that she has always participated in sports activities such as horseback riding, and she is the daughter of the horseback people.

The princess arranged a tea party for the guests who had come from afar, and Thorgrande sat down beside her, as the hostess had instructed. Including Heidna, who was standing nearby, there were only three people in the room. Thorgrande sensed something keenly, but he only focused on the milk tea with the northern flavor of Parmis first.

"Lord Luce has come from afar, why didn't you know about us?" Princess Flores asked politely, putting down her teacup.

"It's just to find out the heirs of old friends, it's not a business." Sogrend replied.

"Anyway, you are also a friend of my husband's value, whether in public or private, you should always come to visit us when passing by Lubata, please don't be polite, it's perfectly fine to make Parmis your home."

"Her Royal Highness the princess has taught me that it is really rude to be here." This is not the first time that Sogrand has faced such tactful persuasion, but unfortunately his position will not change.

This time, however, Princess Frause's big hat was hidden with caution, and Thorgrande was caught.

"Since Lord Luce is also so polite, I wonder if you can do me a small favor?"

"Please, as long as it's not too big, I'll be happy to serve you." Thorgrande picked up the teacup again, and the rich, milky aroma filled his entire sense of smell.

"Well, then, I'd like to ask you to help me be my mistress."

Hedna seemed to tremble at the sight of the Pharian's back, and then Thorgrande hurriedly removed the cup from his mouth, picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth. Obviously, he had just choked.

"It's no wonder that Lord Luce has always been praised by others as 'a nobleman of nobles' and a 'knight of knights'." The princess expressed her heartfelt admiration for Sogrande's performance.

"Ah, really? It's a pity that the two of them are fundamentally different positions, and I'm really ashamed. Thorgrande smiled, "Your Highness, can you repeat what you just said?" ”

"Ah, blame me for not making it clear, I was asked by someone to pretend to be her mistress." Princess Florus must have kept the Liberation King of Parmis firmly under control with this little devil's temperament.

Next, the princess began to recount the details of the whole thing.

Since the current Tsar of Lenoske, Nicholas VI, was a well-known madman, even the nobles of Lenosk suffered from it. In recent years, the Parmis army has launched a series of attacks on Renoske, seizing a number of strategic points on the border, and to be precise, the cavalry has pushed the border westward by at least 50 fataries. However, Nicholas VI did not know how to reflect on himself, but blamed all the blame on the front-line generals and nobles. The tsar carried out a monstrous policy of terror, and a large number of Lenosk nobles were persecuted and slaughtered. Those who survived this ongoing catastrophe either raised the anti-flag against the mad tsar or were forced into exile in a foreign land. Women who have lost a male member of their family are more likely to choose the latter. For this crazy czar, Jamie. Jelu's comment is rich in black humor: "At the very least, Nicholas VI treated the nobles and commoners with complete fairness - all by hanging." ”

Many of the former noble women of Reynolds were exiled to Pamis, Scarran, and Hitaros, and most of them came to a tragic end. Deprived of family protection and support, many become prostitutes. At this time, the bloodline and family status are completely useless, and the only criterion for others to distinguish their value is their face and body. These Reynosk women were all aristocratic educated and had a basic sense of shame, so in order not to disgrace their families, they all hid their surnames. Even the names were changed to those of the most common among the civilians of Renolsk - Natasha or Palyusa or something else.

However, it seems that history has always deliberately proved the truth of a few famous sayings, such as this one: "Men conquer the world, women conquer men." "In the short four months at the beginning of 352, the Pamis nobles of Lubata went crazy for a woman from Renosque who was a mere bitch under the pseudonym Katyusha. Someone sarcastically said: "The cavalry of Pamis has only occupied some of the frontier wastelands, but the prostitutes of Renoske have occupied Rubata." "Many of the ladies of Parmis were enraged by the change of heart of their husbands and mistresses, and now the strong smell of vinegar and fire can be smelled in every aristocratic salon of Lubata. (Of course, this was just an adjective, and at the time Yartikat had not had the privilege of smelling either of these scents coming from the Eastern Continent.) ）

Naturally, some of the Princess's friends would cry out to her, and while Flores didn't think it was a big deal, the Princess decided to take some action to support her sisters after she was reminded to be careful that the King was also being seduced by "one of these bitches".

The Duchess of Tower Hill, the queen of Rubata's social circles, should probably have described her in the past tense by suggesting that we should find a man or men of greater charm and prestige to strengthen our prestige. In short, it is to find a better lover to regain your disadvantage. To be precise, it's a bad idea, at least the Empress Mastar certainly thinks. Princess Florus had seen through the Duchess's essence, but she needed to appease the maddened ladies so that her ears could be calm. So, based on the intelligence, the princess proposed to arrest Thorgrande, who happened to be passing by.

As a result, the Duchess of Tower Hill's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she probably forgot her original position completely. The whole continent knows one thing: these days, Yartikat - even counting Anvarasna, Sogland. Luce is also the number one Super Diamond King Lao 5. Whether it is power, wealth, prestige, or innocuous appearance and learning, he is the first choice. Of course, the parties themselves should not be aware of this at all.

"Well, then, Her Royal Highness means that I will accompany the Duchess to various social occasions in the coming week." Thorgrande finished drinking the milk tea.

"You're not wrong to understand that."

"Well, I don't think there's anything wrong with me staying here for ten days and half a month."

"So, you agreed?" The princess asked tentatively, still tentatively.

"Yes, as you wish, my good proprietor." Thorgrande stood up and bowed, "Now, let me take my leave." ”

"Where are you going?" The princess asked eagerly.

Thorgrande showed her his coat, "I've got to get a good outfit, or I'm going to do a good show?" ”

"Then you can go." Princess Florus happily sent off the guests.

When Sogrande had left, Hedena said to the princess, "Is it appropriate for Lord Leus to do such a thing?" ”

"What's the matter, Heidena, do you want to mix it up too? Your figure is still quite ecstatic to men. ”

"No, I just want Your Majesty to see what he will think when he finds out." The female thousand riders took a step back and disappeared into the shadow of the curtains.

"Hey, now he only cares about how many deer he can hit in Renoske, and this kind of trivial matter will only be laughed off."

An hour later, Thorgrande arrived at a tailor's shop, where he was greeted by an apprentice-like man.

"Sir, we are not open for business today."

"I'm here to get the custom-made clothes." Thorgrande replied casually.

"Alright, please come with me."

The apprentice led him to a room where he waited. After a while, a middle-aged man who looked like a tailor walked in.

"Sir, you're here to make clothes?"

"Let's take a size first, I'm going to make a cloak first, and then a coat."

"Okay, okay, what kind of fabric?"

"Seven points of linen, three points of wool."

"I'll measure you." The tailor came up with a tape measure.

When he was inside, the tailor suddenly spoke, "May I ask what this lord has to tell the lower officials?" ”

"You know the Renosk woman who is very popular now, that Katyusha."

"Yes, yes."

"You give me an investigation of her background, going back three generations, and let me know if there is any interesting discovery. I am temporarily staying in the upper class room of the Shepherd's Inn. ”

"The lower officials understand, and they will inform the adults of the results in a few days."

"Then please."