"I'm going to tell you a secret, humanity is going to be doomed!"

In the comfortable carriage where you can't feel the bumps, an absurd and interesting scene continues to play out beside Augustus. Like a crappy troubadour, Albert, the first knight of the continent holding the Faustian poetry collection, recited the Faust poetry book with difficulty and caution in his extremely unnatural tone, which makes it difficult to think of his mighty image like a god descending from heaven a few days ago, and opposite him, the little girl sitting on the carriage sofa with her feet not even reaching the ground looked intoxicated, shaking her little feet She closed her eyes and listened to Albert's recitation, occasionally opening her round eyes and critically accusing Albert's recitation of really having no rhythm, and then waiting for Albert to recite again in panic, she would continue her enjoyment, it was really a queen and a knight...... Forget it, Augustus chose to forget Albert's true identity for the time being, with an unnatural expression. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Almost getting used to the scene, he turned his head to look out the carriage window.

All the way through Alfred's territory, and then through Donald's territory, directly into Sauron's territory, Augustus still has a deeper understanding of the overall background of the wasteland along the way, not to mention poverty, just like when he returned to the wasteland from the Alpine Valley, the corpses of the homeless people along the way are all over the field, and he will never forget the picture; Augustus didn't know how much pain or resentment might be in the hearts of the commoners who had basically been in a state of displacement throughout the winter, but he knew that if this situation was not stopped, then the wasteland would really be finished, and all the people in the wasteland, whether it was commoners or nobles, would also be finished together.

It is true that he did not have the great ideal of saving the world, but he always had the selfish ambition that allowed him and Alfred to live well.

He was going to develop Alfred, and there was no doubt that the scene in front of him would never happen again, otherwise no matter how many civilians he left behind and how much soil he cultivated, it would be destroyed by the invading lich in a cold winter, which meant that he had to completely change the situation in just one year that the wasteland had to meet the lich raids every year, and was this what he could do?

The frowning Augustus temporarily put down this too large proposition, and returned to the direction of developing Alfred, the so-called development of Alfred, simply put, is to make Alfred richer and stronger, but specifically how to operate? Don't think about the gold mine, no matter how unwilling you are, the current Augustus definitely has no capital to bargain with the Bishop of Mass, so there is only one way to use the existing resources of the wasteland, but the key is what resources can be used in the barren wasteland? Just by cultivating the soil through civilians, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for him to make his Alfred reach his ideal height for a hundred years, right? And the smuggling route mastered by the Sauron family in the past seems to be a choice, but how much benefit can the entire wasteland bring to Alfred if it is coveted by such a piece of cake?

Monopolize?

Although Augustus, who has memories of his previous life, knows that monopoly makes huge profits, at least at the moment he can't consider this, it's not a simple question of whether he can do it, the key is that he hasn't started to develop, or Alfred, who has just started to develop, doesn't have enough strength to become the public enemy of the wasteland, even if he has a firm foothold in the wasteland, he can't monopolize this piece of cake, because interests are always the source of conflict.

Augustus even felt that if he would do so, he was afraid that even Donald would declare war on him.

Being bold doesn't mean being blind.

He soon thought of the law that primitive capital accumulation was full of sin and filthy blood, and looked out the window at the barren wasteland, and then looked down at his hands, Augustus looked calm.

......

The carriage arrived at the city of Sauron, and the outline of the walls of Sauron once again appeared in the view of Augustus.

The strange thing is that Albert still doesn't seem to have the intention of leaving, and is still interested in taking Queen Terina's secrets, which makes Oss puzzling, of course he knows that the 'knightly war' course given to him that night is Albert's last lesson, and it is also a hint that he is about to leave the wasteland, and this trip to Sauron City should be mostly a way for him, so why hasn't he brought up this topic yet?

Albert soon saw Augustus's doubts, and he said casually, still holding the book of poems: "The little one is not at ease, I must give an account to the Mass, so give you an extra ride." ”

Little one, Mass.

The two seemingly unrelated words made Augustus understand in an instant, and he was a little moved, but he really didn't expect that Her Royal Highness Sophia would drag on Mass to plead with Albert for this.

Of course, he will not refuse, he does have his pride, but it is definitely not stupid pride, and it would be a fool to refuse.

He sincerely expressed his gratitude to Albert, but unfortunately he was too busy dealing with Queen Terina, who was not in a beautiful mood because of the 'little one', and Albert did not have time to pay attention to his gratitude.

......

The 10 knights, plus the three people in the carriage, Augustus and the others drove into the city of Sauron, and they appeared directly in the castle of Sauron in the center of the city.

They were greeted not by a welcome, nor by a sumptuous dinner, but by the expected spears and swords.

Almost the purple iris gorgeous carriage had just stopped in front of the door of Sauron Castle, and the main gate of the castle, which had been empty a moment ago, was suddenly boiling, and columns of armor surrounded the carriage from all directions by knights with big swords in their hands, and they walked neatly, and in the sound of metal collisions intertwined with armor and weapons, they surrounded the carriage that had just stopped almost instantly.

The specific number of Augustos must not be counted, but looking at this posture, it is probably a small number of people to say that it is a hundred.

Augustus was the first to step out of the carriage.

The knights with swords and spears in their hands tightened their grips on their swords vigilantly, and then, as they had been given orders to surround and not to give a definite order for the next step, they just stared at the young man who calmly stepped out of the carriage while on guard, and did not remove their weapons from him, nor did they act further aggressively, but only completely restricted all the movements of the dead young man, and ensured that he could be sent to hell at any time.

Augustus calmly looked around at the guarded Knight of Francis in front of him and behind him, and then looked up at the familiar Castle of Sauron.

The dry sunlight was too harsh, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression calm, as if he couldn't feel the tension around him, nor could he see the bright swords and spears.

He stood in the center of the siege, but as if he were standing on the lawn of his Alfred Castle.

......

The knights facing the gates of Sauron's castle moved out of the way, and then a loud sound of horses' hooves stepped on the bluestone floor.

Of course, the only person who arrived here was Lord Francis, the current owner of Sauron Castle, who was on a horse, wearing a straight gentleman's uniform embroidered with gold, and he tightened the reins about 10 meters away from Augustus and stopped, and then, holding the reins in both hands, he stared gloomily at Augustus in front of him, and only after a long time did he speak indifferently: "What about my heir." ”

Augustus was even smiling, as calm and confident as ever.

Instead of answering Count Francis's question head-on, he beckoned behind him, and when the knight handed him a box, he held it up and smiled, "Here." ”

With that, he threw the box to Francis on the other side.

Francis allowed the box to appear in front of him, but instead of expelling the horse and reaching forward to take it, he let it fall directly to the ground about 2 meters away from him.

Winter, cold.

There was no blood, and there was no decaying head rolling on the bluestone floor, and the head, which happened to be dead without closing its eyes, was facing the gloomy Count Francis.

It's not bloody, but it's extraordinarily hideous and eerie.