The Winter Veil Festival has always been a traditional custom in the Northland, and in the first week of October every year, the royal family and slaves will have a crazy carnival in this week, which is a festival handed down from ancient times in the Northland, and its importance is self-evident, and it is also the most important festival of the year except for the New Year. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It has its origins in the ancient Viking era, which was a turbulent time, and the Vikings have been tenaciously surviving against the harsh natural environment and scarce food in the far north of the continent, in this cold land, they hunt large sea creatures and grow a starch plant called snow buds, and every year until the week before the first snowstorm in October, they store the harvested snow bud rhizomes in warehouses, and then each tribe will take a large part of the people who gather a dozen Viking tribes to choose a tribe for the annual carnival。

There are still seven days to go before the Winter Veil Festival, and the northland at the end of September is already quite cold, not to mention the snow-filled city on the high mountain ridge, which is even more snowy, and in a dazzling white, the iron-gray snow-covered city wall can only show its original color sporadically. Warm lights and colorful ribbons decorate the entire highland city at dusk, making it look extremely beautiful at night.

Of course, under such beauty, there must be all kinds of filth and darkness, and things will always have two sides.

Claude picked up a roll of gauze and carefully wrapped it around his hands, clenched his fists and felt just right, the festive atmosphere outside formed a sharp dividing line with the fierce physical confrontation in the arena.

He knew that this black market boxing match was his only chance, and that the demonic man would definitely come to watch this grand and savage party.

More than a year ago, he was the heir of a family of timber merchants in Kacher, and lived a happy and stable life, when the man named Isaac took everything from him, and the souls of more than 100 of the family's dead were screaming and crying in his head all the time!

"Claude, get into the ring when you're ready! Listen, I'll only give you ten seconds, beat that guy down, and if I can kill him, I'll pay you another ten gold coins!"

Claude knew by sound that it was his employer, the exiled earl of Lynes, from Ferron, and even the most elegant style could not hide his long-standing contempt for the common people.

But Claude had no choice but to nod, touched his bald head and walked out of the lounge, towards the crowded arena.

On the high platform in the center of the arena stood four half-human-high pillars, each of which was connected by three arm-thick hemp ropes to prevent players from falling in the heat of the battle, and some masters could even use this kind of rope with a little elasticity to fight back against their opponents.

Isaac sat in the VIP room, watching the two players walk into the ring amid the screams of the audience, then took out a small bag of magic crystals and stuffed it into the hand of the one standing with his head bowed to the side, before smiling and saying, "Good job, Salman, the benefits of the league have been clearly reflected in the bill of the territory's income, and this is your share of it." ”

Carefully taking over the heavy dividends, Salman, who has been dealing with money for many years, understood that the amount of magic crystal coins in it was very terrifying, roughly estimated to be no less than a hundred, according to the official exchange rate of the Temple of Fortune, this small bag of magic crystal coins was worth about 1,100 gold coins! What a huge fortune that was! And this property would appreciate every year, he could already imagine the huge profits brought by the league mechanism that would spread between the three countries of the Northland in the future, which was enough to make people crazy.

"Thank you for your generosity, Lord Duke! ”

"I won't say more, the plan I gave you before may be a little changed, I have underestimated the love of the people of the Northland for this kind of entertainment, as for the future plan, you go to the Snowman Castle tomorrow afternoon to find Miss Fran, she will tidy up for you to take away, and now, I hope you will not be pestled in front of me, because that will affect my viewing experience. ”

"As you wish, my Lord Duke!" Salman bowed humbly, then turned and hurried backstage.

Isaac understands that most of the Northlanders have the attribute of being warmongers, which is very similar to the fighting nations of the original world, so "North Carolina Crown League (full name: Northland Kingdom of Kacher - Bloody Crown Fighting Hegemony Super League - although the name sounds terrible)" This invention quickly amassed a large number of loyal fans, and the income from tickets alone was more than 30,000 gold coins per month, you have to think about it, Xueman City is a developed and open smuggling black market, and there are countless merchants and nobles who cross the border, although the daily ticket price of the league is as high as fifteen silver coins, but those rich people who come from afar will not care about the consumption of these few dollars, and Isaac's idea is to do everything possible to let those rich people who still have the detention period stay in Kacher, and completely squeeze out the money bags of these guys.

So he opened high-end resorts, provided legal gambling and slave trading venues, and even divided prostitutes into several grades in Katcher to deal with transit travelers, nobles, servants, and gangsters.

In Isaac's mind, this is only the first step in the plan, and in the next step, he will build the Duchy of Katcher into a famous gold mecca in the entire Northland in the shortest possible time, and then find a way to win some small islands in the open sea or some unclaimed unclaimed land, and build a few cities similar to Snow City on them, and when the influence is strong enough, he can carry out the next step of the plan......

Claude slammed his opponent out of the arena with a single punch, and the audience closer to the ring could even see the pale green aura on his fist, which was not the ability of an advanced warrior, but the natural power of his blood. Claude's advanced combat profession is an extremely common warrior, and his professional mastery is the berserk system, as the most violent of the three masteries, he can inflict terrible damage on the enemy even if he doesn't take any weapons, but it will be much worse in defense than the offensive and defensive weapon warfare and defensive warriors with strong defensive power.

“...... Haha, I knew that Claude could take out his opponent, and from the first time I met him, I knew that this guy was going to be a big fan of the Lines family's money bags!" Peter laughed loudly in the VIP room, drinking expensive truffle wine glass after glass, and the Northland might be able to eat this top-notch drink that cost as much as thirty gold coins a bottle, who cares about the ghosts brewed by those inferior races, completely lowering their taste.

Wenna had just woken up, and had not even had time to eat a few bites, when Peter was dragged to the Camangard Athletic Centre on Brandon Street, where the small chest full of gold coins was left open on a delicate round table, and Lord Earl Lines was so mad that he pointed to the money and chattered at her.

"Wait a minute, Peter!" Winna finally understood something in her husband's staccato words, and hurriedly stopped Peter, who was carried away by alcohol, and pointed to the winner who walked off the stage with a little confusion and asked, "This guy, you said you just met him?"

"Yes, that's right, it was I who gave him the opportunity to enter this great arena, and in three days he made a lot of money, enough to buy ten untouched beauties, that's a full fifty gold feren!" said Peter, grabbing Winna roughly, and kissing her on the cheek, and the strong smell of wine choked Wenna very unpleasantly: "Of course, I, as the boss, have won a thousand three hundred and sixty gold feren coins in the hands of those hillbillies, oh! Come and see my lovely coins, how wonderful they sound when they collide with each other!"

Wenna pushed Peter away vigorously, Peter didn't care, anyway, he had been playing for so many years, he had long been uninterested in this pretentious woman, although Wenna was a rare beauty, and the family was a side branch of Caesar's royal family, but the conservative boudoir style always made his evening entertainment end hastily.

"Peter, you said you won more than 1,300 gold coins in three days?! There must be something wrong with this! You've only been in the Northland for a few days? I heard that this is the territory of the Blood Axe Guild, they don't care if you are an earl or not, those gangsters will kill you!"

Glancing at the nervous woman, Peter waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Come on, my dear lady, this is a snowy city! The people of the Blood Axe did not dare to attack me, I asked Doth, he explained to me very clearly, no one in the Duchy of Katcher would dare to disobey the rules set by the Grand Duke, unless they really wanted to go to war with the Dragonborn, although those barbarians did not understand the difference between noble and lowly, but their combat effectiveness was undoubted!"

"Besides, if we stay here for five days at most, we will have to set off for the mouth of the Brent River and enter the Grizzly Heights, which is the territory of the Brent Kingdom, no matter how powerful the Blood Axe people are, it is impossible to start a war with the Brent Kingdom for me!"

"But I always feel like something is going to happen, you know I'm worried about you, he ......"

"Okay!!" Peter yelled, shook his hand and smashed the crystal cup on the floor, accompanied by Wenna's scream, shards and drinks were scattered on the ground, he stared at the panicked woman with a hideous face, grabbed Wenna's shoulders with both hands, and whispered viciously, "What do you know! I'm trying to restore the glory of the family!" With the money, we can buy more Northland nobles and survive on Brent's turf, and maybe in a few decades, we will return to the place where we lost everything with a group of powerful followers and huge wealth, and step on the corpses of those bastards to seize power and fiefdoms in their fear! For me, I don't want to stay for a moment in this barbaric and backward and cold place!

Although Wenna was very reluctant to believe Peter's words, if this guy had thought like this, he would not have ended up in such a field, she really knew Peter too well, this kind of nonsense might be easy to coax people who didn't know him, but she knew very well that his inner thoughts were nothing more than to make enough money to find a good place to continue to live a life of luxury, drunkenness, and death was the best, and what status, title, and family glory were not as important as his life and enjoyment! Wenna could even predict the nightmarish life in the future.

"There are three more games to be in the group stage finals, and the next game will make the 'one-eyed' ready, resist for a minute, and then lose the game, and lose another 3,000 gold coins should be able to pull him to the bait, and the odds of the finals must be above 1 to 100. Carter arranged the work of the servant, turned his head and looked at the VIP room in the distance through the crowded venue, and laughed and scolded gloating in his heart: Fei Lun is a little white face, let's eat shi!