In the early morning, the warm sun shines on the earth, the embrace of the god of the day gives the world infinite light, the woods of the academy county of Merdes City still exude the scent of grass diluted by the morning rain and dew, and the birds sing happily in the branches, telling the students of the academy county that the new day has ushered in new hope for their fate, and two young men in light full-body armor are strolling in the green woods. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, oh, oh, the kingdom of kings has brought the hope of glory, but also the sorrow of the barbarians. The students of the academy county, carrying the bags of departure, are going to an unknown distance, this trip is to seek the medal of value, but also to verify the nameless burial, carrying the double-edged sword of fate, whether it shines with the light of victory, or inserts it into their chest, the god of fate has its own weighing, Sarion does not need to panic!"

"Hey, I said Bakers, can you not always be a troubadour, such a serious moment, can you give some official words!"

"Your Royal Highness, what do you want me to say?" said Becks, leaning forward, his right hand on his chest, and his left hand behind his back, making a court salute.

"Alright, don't make a fuss, Becks, I've decided I'm going to the Barbarians, and I want to ask your opinion?"

"Saarion, this is a chance to change your fate, the success of all heroes comes from seemingly crazy behavior!"

"Becks, do you agree with me to go? Would you like to go with me? Although this trip is very dangerous, I believe that we brothers can do something together!"

"Have you done something, I don't dare to think, in fact, you and I are both losers, the bottom of the Knight Academy and the Warrior Academy, living in the ridicule of others for a long time, you are an incompetent knight, I am a pig-headed warrior, whether you enter the army in the future, or become an adventurer, you will die in the first round of charge, in the enemy's sharp weapons, or, give up force to be a small citizen or a farmer, obscure, this life. But these are not what we want, the seeds of justice have long sprouted in your hearts and mine, no matter what, I want to make a little contribution to the principality, or to the human race, or even to the mainland, even a little bit. Becks changed his troubadour-like expression, and a faint sadness crept up his cheeks, a warrior who was too fat, three times his weight and covered from head to toe with fat as soft as cotton, came to a tree, and sat down with difficulty, his bulging belly, almost breaking through his armor, and his thick legs could not be crossed, and he could not sit comfortably.

"I've often wondered why God is so unfair!" Bex then said sadly, "Because of my obesity, I can't meet all the abilities as a warrior, I don't have enough muscle strength, not enough explosiveness, not to mention agility and speed, no matter how hard I try, I just can't lose weight, it's like a curse, this damn obesity follows me all the time, I'm afraid it will be until I go to the grave!"

Saarion sat down beside Bakers, and did not bother the warriors, for they were accustomed to listening to each other's pains.

"People call me a pig-headed warrior, not only because of the fat on my face, but also because I, like a pig, only have a flexible mouth. Yes, when I speak, I am the happiest, because I don't feel any resistance, language is like my talent, I can talk a lot, if I can, I would rather be a dumb person for the rest of my life, and I want to have a normal body. ”

"Bakers... "Sarion wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

"Of course I know that I can't exchange my voice for a normal human body, and I won't be discouraged by this, because, as long as I live, I will do my best, even if the only thing I can use is my voice, I will use it to prove that I have lived!" Bakers looked at his companion with a firm look.

"Saarion, if you want to go to the barbarians, take me with you, I will use my language to help you convince the barbarian people, I believe that you with a good heart must be a good lord, let me be your herald, let me use the only voice I can use to help you bring peace to the barbarians!"

"Becks, don't say that, I don't need a herald, you're my good brother, and I want to do something with you that proves my worth. The two of us are not together because we are not good enough on the surface, it is precisely because we are constantly ridiculed by others, and we have never given up hope, we are the same strong heart, and we are the same fighting spirit to work hard for the ideal in our hearts, so that we can bond deep friendship! Although we have no talent, and even have fatal drawbacks, my feather pen is my riding spear, your words are your sword, I will plan the peace hope of the barbarians, and you will explain the direction of the method to peace, as long as the two righteous hearts of you and me who do not admit defeat still exist, I believe that even if life disappears in the barbarians, you and I will enter heaven with a smile!"

A young man with a bad fate, for the ideals in his heart, for the ambition in his heart, with his sick body, he faces the threat of death with a smile. Yes, death is not terrible, what is really terrible is giving up hope!

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"Morgan, I am honored to introduce you below, Your Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, respected by our Duchy of Mandis!" As Bex finished speaking, a blonde, blue-eyed man in beautiful knight's armor and a silver and gold-rimmed aristocratic cloak walked into the room with his head held high with slow steps. The man called Morgan looked the "Four Princes" up and down, not only was he not surprised, but he looked distressed, and said: "Hey, waste, waste, it's just a waste!"

"Ahh

"The seemingly beautiful knight's armor is actually made of the lowest iron sheet, and it is only a little polished, it is estimated that it was bought from the profiteer who sold groceries near the west gate of the city, and it should have used more than 10 gold coins, and the cloak is also a forgery, it is estimated that 1 gold coin, the most fake is the royal ring, the defective product in the defective product, it is estimated that 4 gold can be bought, the whole outfit, if it is true, it will cost at least 500 gold coins or more, although you know to buy a fake, but you also lose money, 15 gold coins to buy things that are not worth 10 gold coins, and I can get these all these with 1 gold coin, so it is not a waste of anything？”

After listening to Morgan's explanation, the green tendons of Sarion and Bakers were about to pop up, and it seemed that they had been slaughtered severely. However, it can also be seen that Morgan does have extraordinary economic acumen.

"I won't get the money back, but I should be able to help me ask for something to come back as compensation, it shouldn't be less than 10 gold. Morgan's tone was relaxed, and his expression was even more casual, with a confident look, which pulled the angry two back to reality.

"Hehe, it's still our money jar, Morgan, it's good to know you. As soon as Bex heard that he could get back the compensation of 10 gold coins, he hurriedly complimented him. The identity of the fake prince was self-defeating, and Sarion also nodded and giggled.

"But I'm not going to waste my efforts, I'm going to withdraw 3 gold coins, no problem," Morgan continued.

Sarion and Bex glanced at each other, and it was time to get into the subject.

"3 gold coins is no problem at all, but Morgan, hovering between single-digit gold coins all day long, it doesn't seem to satisfy your extraordinary economic acumen, do you want to play a little big~~?" Bex deliberately lengthened the tone of the word "big" and asked mysteriously.

"Play a little big, how big, how do you say?"

Sarion stepped forward, brought himself closer to Morgan, and whispered, "Be the Chancellor of the Exchequer for a territory!"

Morgan listened to this, and his eyes were full of questions: "Chancellor of the Exchequer, use money to support money! Use money to run a territory, and then use the territory to make money for yourself, you just started pretending to be the prince, and now you talk about the Chancellor of the Exchequer, it won't be to cheat, I, Morgan, love money, but I take it in a proper way, and I don't do anything about cheating." ”

"It's not a lie, we have a decree from the palace, and the four princes ordered me to impersonate him, oh, no, it's to replace him, oh no, it's not. ”

"Instead," the sharp-mouthed Bex reminded his friend.

"Oh, yes, yes, it's to manage a territory in place of the Four Princes. Saarion said as he pulled out an oracle with the palace coat of arms.

Morgan took the edict and looked at it carefully, while analyzing it, "From the outside, it is a real court edict, if it is an edict issued by the fourth prince of Gongzi, then the territory must not be very rich, and if you choose a character like you as a replacement, it means that the land must be barren to the point of not being good, it is simply barren land, is it..."

"Yes, it's the land of the barbarians, but I promise..."

"it, I'm willing!" Bakers was interrupted by Morgan before he could finish his words, and the whole number of reasons he had prepared to persuade Morgan was so easy to use.

"555555, the words I painstakingly prepared, the many brain cells that I died tragically, the wounded heart I had as a lobbyist, don't do this, can you give me a little sense of participation!"

"Ah, heavy, heavy, heavy, Bakers, stop making a fuss, you're crushing my shoulder!"

Bex took his head off Sarion's shoulder and said complainingly, "No trouble, who would have thought that Morgan would agree so easily!"

Ignoring the jokes between the two friends, Morgan said seriously, "A few months ago, I heard that the two princes went to run the barbarian land one after another, and they ended in failure, I became very interested in the economy of the barbarian land, although they either failed because of the riot, or failed because of the shortage of food, or because of the failure of the marauders, but in the final analysis, it was all about money, and I thought at that time if I managed the finances there, what could I do to avoid all this, it was definitely an exciting and fun money game!" ”

"Welcome to you, man in charge of the economy!" said Sarion and Bakers, looking at Morgan with joy in their hearts.

Yes, having decided to do something in the Barbarian Lands, it was necessary to have a man with excellent economic acumen, and at Becks' suggestion, the two successfully added Morgan the Money Jar to the team, and the three decided to leave for the Barbarians on the second day.