Passing through the deserted castle bordering the city of Dehe, then bypassing the next Wikicity, and finally entering the heart of Christopher's domain, Augustus stopped temporarily in Marceau, the heart of Christopher, and he walked smoothly and quietly, perhaps because he took off his fine robes and changed into a rough swordsman's suit, which also made the knights to pieces, or it may be that adventurers from all over the empire every spring have added many unfamiliar faces to the wasteland, and he has not encountered any obstacles on the road with Katieeni, who is also wearing a gray swordsman's suit, and has not even encountered the escorts in Christopher's territory, which is probably a good start。 Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The layout of the city of Marceau is also similar to the impression of primitive tribes in Augustus's previous life, with no walls, broken fences and stone walls criss-crossed, and the foundation stone of Marceau is laid by the small but imposing stone houses, and the only building in the whole town is the 'wandering tavern' in the center of Marceau. About 3 floors, made of neatly cut cyan boulders, on the first floor except for a long bar, there is only a pile of scattered simple tables and chairs, although both the conditions and the environment are categorically not up to grade, but because the entire Christopher territory is like this for adventurers to rest in the tavern itself is quite rare, even if the environment is harsh, it costs at least 1 Bourbon gold coin to live for a night, the price is high, the service is outrageous, but there is still no shortage of business every year except winter.

That's where scarcity comes in.

Sitting in the corner of the tavern in a rough swordsman's suit, Augustus was really inconspicuous, especially the 10 or so adventurers who were obviously from the Empire around him were almost exactly the same as him, and no one would notice him in this dirty and dimly lit tavern, and he didn't need to hide it at all, so he could easily get some of the information he wanted.

For example, at this time, the few adventurers who were separated from him by a table from their conversation knew that they were from the Imperial Cansora Province, and an adventurer with messy hair, a rough voice, and a big personality with his back to Augustus was talking about topics that Augustus was very interested in, he poured cheap rye wine, and said unscrupulously: " Christopher's soft egg seems to be doomed, if the wasteland will really establish a new diocese, then the Alfred family currently stationed in the Knights of the Cathar will definitely not let him go, don't they all say that the dead Count Alfred originally died in Christopher's hands? Especially after so long Christopher has remained silent, it seems that he has acquiesced in this matter, presumably without waiting for Alfred to raise the butcher's knife of revenge, the miscellaneous people in his territory will bury him out of fear. ”

It's all a place for adventurers to stop, there are no nobles, and with the restless atmosphere that has permeated Marceau City and even the entire Christopher territory recently, no one has stopped this adventurer's mouth from being taboo.

A more cautious old adventurer opposite him looked around, held the wooden wine glass in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that eighty percent of the news we heard here this time is true, but it's just strange, what reason does Christopher have not to resist? In this way, it will be troublesome, and I don't know what kind of person the supposedly very young Count Alfred is, who has the ability to climb the thighs of the Holy See, so that the Holy See, which has not been involved in the wasteland for hundreds of years, will directly send the Knights Cathar to station, this very resourceful count will not be able to tolerate us outsiders. ”

"What a boring worry, what if he has the means? He can monopolize the business of the entire taiga? I don't believe he can get the gem channel from the lich except for the lines we have in our hands. The sturdy adventurer with his back to Augustus disdained to refute his companion's boring worries, and then lowered his head and leaned on the table and let out a strange laugh: "Besides, being able to climb the thighs of those gods doesn't necessarily mean that the little white-faced earl must have the means and scheming, right? I heard that he infiltrated Ferry City and played a game between the valet and the lord of the empire for several days before returning to the wasteland. ”

Even the more cautious old adventurers couldn't help but bow their heads and smile.

"It's no wonder that this group of scum, who are also from the empire and share a common goal, are always fighting among themselves. ”

The young Earl Alfred, who played the role of a valet, sneered and sighed, and subconsciously ignored the last insulting words of the despicable adventurer.

Augustus indifferently grabbed the most expensive inferior wine from the 'Wandering Tavern' on the table, and stopped Katieeni who had already held his sword opposite with his eyes, and said nonchalantly: "If we can't bear this humiliation, what difference is there between us risking Christopher's heart and killing ourselves? ”

"But they deserve to die. ”

Although he sat motionless in obedience to Augustus' gaze, Katieoni's hand holding the greatsword remained steadfast.

"Then remember what they look like, there's always a chance. Augustus took a casual sip of the tasteless wine, and looked down to ponder what he had heard.

Katieani stared at the uninhibited adventurer, leaving no doubt that even if he just turned around inadvertently, his face would leave an indelible impression on Katieani's mind.

......

The wooden door of the 'wandering tavern' was suddenly pushed open, and the bright light instantly sprinkled into the dim tavern, and the 10-odd adventurers sitting scattered in the tavern almost simultaneously set their eyes on the door, and then, a little beggar in rags appeared in their field of vision, and whispered to the adventurers who scolded him, this little beggar with a broken burden on his back was flattering and humble, and then waited until the adventurer no longer paid attention to him, as if looking for a suitable begging partner, the little beggar flashed his cunning and bright eyes, and looked at the small crowd in the tavern one by one, and his gaze was finally fixed on Augustus in the corner。

He carefully bypassed these despicable adventurers from the Empire who considered themselves far more noble than the sinners of the wasteland, and finally walked up to Augustus and whispered, "Young Master. ”

The Devil's Child, Liszt.

In fact, this is the real reason why Augustus stayed in Marceau City, and it is also after getting in touch with Liszt, the only survivor of the original 6 children, and learning that Liszt had news to tell him, Augustus decided to wait for him here, he glanced at Liszt, who was standing cautiously at his table, and said indifferently: "If the news in your mouth does not surprise me as you said, Liszt, you know the result." ”

Liszt, who had survived unkempt and struggled, grinned, he held the burden in his arms, bent over, and said: " The first news must be known to you, young master, in addition to stifling the source of our rumors, Christopher did not prevent the spread of rumors, and he didn't even explain; the second news is not something I can figure out, I heard that one of Christopher's favorite heirs has secretly left the wasteland, and at the same time took with him the most elite hundred knights, the whereabouts of which cannot be verified, but this news is absolutely true, and the most interesting thing is that Christopher has always stayed in his castle and has not left. ”

Augustus's hand holding the glass subconsciously pushed a little harder, but he didn't show any reaction and didn't speak.

Liszt cautiously continued: "Finally, there are some rumours that I have heard that several barons in Christopher's domain have been secretly trying to contact Count Stuart, and several others are in contact with Viscount Constance, and I have also heard rumours that as long as you are present in Christopher's domain, there will definitely be some Christopher's servants who will show your loyalty. ”

So smooth?

If Liszt's news is true, it must have been a great surprise for Augustus.

Augustus quickly analyzed the credibility of the news brought by Liszt, combined with the conversation he had just heard from those adventurers, if Christopher really arranged for his heir to leave the wasteland, these news could really be definite news, the question was why Christophe surrendered and gave up the struggle like this? Could it really be that he was completely abandoned by the hand behind his back? Augustus vaguely felt that this was indeed very possible, otherwise Christopher would not have reason to let his territory be turbulent and panicked.

He then came to the conclusion that the key to determining these news and his speculations was to determine whether Christopher's heir had really left the wasteland, and if so, there was little doubt that Augustus would be able to conclude that it must have been the hand behind Christopher's back that arranged this matter, which should also be regarded as compensation for Christopher's other aspect.

He looked at Liszt and asked, "Why should I believe you?"

Of course, Liszt, who was cunning enough, also thought that Augustus would not trust him easily, he smiled, carefully unwrapped the burden in his hand, revealing the corner of a delicate black coat, and said: "Since I finally caught the corner of your clothes alive, young master, of course I will not let go and give up, I don't want to put my clothes back on my clothes after returning them to you, it must be warmer than the clothes you gave me." ”

Augustus was expressionless, shook his head and continued: "Liszt, you are very smart, then you should know that this is not enough. ”

A flattering smile froze on his face, and Liszt struggled for a long time before he smiled with difficulty: "This news comes from the mouth of a new friend of mine, who is a servant of Christopher Castle. ”

Probably having some clues, Augustus first looked playfully at this demon child with good means, and then his eyes gradually became indifferent, but he did not speak.

Liszt hung his head deeply, and of course he understood what Augustus meant, and said slowly: "I will bring her to you to confirm these news." ”

Augustus smiled at this time, grabbed an empty wine glass in front of him, he motioned to Katieeni to pour a glass of inferior wine for Liszt, and then pushed it in front of Liszt, and said softly: "You must remember that since you have chosen Alfred, then what Alfred gave you, of course you can have, but at the same time, this does not mean that it belongs to you alone, no matter when, even you belong to Alfred, why can you still have your own secrets?" Remember, from now on, your soul and everything you belong to Alfred, to me—can you understand when I say that?"

Liszt was stunned, he seemed to be so clever that he couldn't understand.

Augustus didn't mind, he got the news he wanted to know, and waited for the surprise he was expecting, so naturally there was no need for him to stay in this filthy tavern.

He got up, but did not pick up the big sword leaning against the table, and said casually: "By the way, Liszt, remember that you also have the strength of fighting spirit, and that sword can be regarded as a personal gift from me to you." ”

Stunned, Liszt watched Augustus and Katieeni get up and walk to the door of the tavern, and he didn't react for a long time.

I heard his demon father say that the so-called nobles, rather than gratitude, are often better at crossing rivers and demolishing bridges to kill people, so is he, the young master, not a real nobleman?

The child, who had never lived for himself, slowly reached out and grasped the great sword, and it felt like he was holding the whole world. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. (To be continued.) )