In early spring, the trail was muddy and overflowing with sewage. The crowded streets of the Kislev neighborhood are full of images of dilapidated sewers that make it difficult to drain the city's sewage, stinky and muddy yellow water splashed every time a car passes by.

Fortunately, under Queen Dennis's management, open defecation has been improved, and the construction of public toilets has made the city of Kislev much better. However, the health situation in civilian areas is still not encouraging. The food for the poor is rotten leaves and vegetables left over from the market every day, and at least half of the people in the slums are defenseless when a contagion comes.

At dawn, an ordinary carriage stopped in front of the "inn" in the slum. It was a three-story hut with stables, thatched huts, and small dark huts for the workers below. On the second floor are hotel rooms, and of course, there are special services available. The third floor is the upscale area, which is the regular room. This "three-in-one" hotel used to be frequented by low- and middle-class civilians in Kislev. And now, this seemingly inconspicuous small place has ushered in a person with a special identity-

A middle-aged man dressed in black and wearing a cloak stepped out of the carriage, he was not an ordinary person, but Sir Edmure, the Grand Master of the Black Rose Knights in Kislev.

He had no servants by his side, but walked into the hotel alone. Sweeping away the prostitutes who greeted him, Edmure went straight upstairs. The tall leather boots made a clattering sound on the staircase, and the shopkeeper stopped saying a word when he saw this, he knew that it was a distinguished guest invited by the owner.

And his master was one of the most powerful men in Kislev - Samir. Uncle of Tsar Pavel.

The man in black came to the agreed place, the room on the third floor of the hotel at the appointed time. Here, Grand Duke Samir has been waiting for a long time. The rooms are plainly furnished but very clean. Samil had only two guards around him - Krem guards in civilian clothes.

"Lord Edmure. ”

"No, no, no, you're an adult. Grand Duke of Samir. ”

"Before the overthrow of the Queen's Party, we weren't big adults. ”

The greeting at the door was so simple that Samiel made a gesture to sit down, and Edmure the Black Rose sat down unceremoniously. Today's position was originally intended for him.

Edmu sat down and unfastened the large cloak that was tied to him, revealing his undershirt, and the black-and-gold rose crest on his left chest could be clearly seen. It was supposed to be something to be proud of and show off, but now, it is hidden in the darkest and deepest corners.

"Maconi has agreed to be on our side, and with his support, half of Kislev's businessmen are settled. ”

"Half?" Black Rose gave a ghostly smile, "I'm afraid it's not that simple." ”

"You're underestimating Dennis's roots. His father left him with more than you might think. Even if you have the support of the nobles and merchants of the city, you may not be able to shake her position. You must know that the entire city defense army, even the palace guards, are her people. That Virgil was originally the most loyal knight under Rhodes. ”

"That's why I need your support, friend. ”

Samiel whispered—

"Let's go face the perfidy together. ”

Samiel's perfidious person is clear: Rhodes. At the beginning of the civil war in Kislev, the Knights of the Black Rose were the most powerful allies of the Northern Alliance. Rhodes had also promised them freedom of religion in Kislev after the end of the civil war.

However, a few years have passed, and religion is free, but development is restricted. Dennis inherited his father's slick governance, not intervening directly, but relying on other religious forces to suppress the strongest and greatest. When the Moorish religion expanded rapidly in Kislev, Dennis, as the queen, did not intervene directly, but suppressed the Moorish religion by supporting the local god sect behind the scenes. The Ersun believers often intervened with the Moors, and the two even fought in the neighborhood. In the end, the official talent belatedly cleaned up the mess, and at this time, both sides also suffered heavy losses.

By such a method, Moorishism was confined to death. Power can never be expanded. And the Black Roses have nothing to do about it, and they can't blame the officials in the slightest. Because from beginning to end, the Bandagar Palace did not issue a single directive on Moorishism. Edmure was resentful, he came with a purpose, to infiltrate the power of the empire into Kislev, and now, let alone official infiltration, even the people cannot fully grasp it. The entire Order of the Black Rose is like a chess piece, and it is perfectly used...... And now, the tsar's uncle, Samil, has his eyes on this long-discarded chess piece.

Edmure knew, but he didn't have any other choice. While being used as a pawn, he also wants to profit from it.

"If you can get the support of the Minister's Council......"

"That can't be. These five people were all promoted by the queen, and they have a share of all the reforms. ”

"Of course they themselves don't touch it, but their men ......"

Black Rose reminded.

"It's better to wait until the end to use the risky moves. ”

Samiel's eyes narrowed.

"I'd love to know, how much gold do you have in store for this change?"

Edmu asked curiously. He must care about the strength of his allies, who are now like pirates tied to a ship, sinking and dying. And in the information that Edmure has, although the strength of his ally is strong, it can't withstand such a consumption from him.

"I prepare as much as I need. ”

Samiel replied confidently.

"Hehe, Kislev's treasury can't afford to be depleted like this. ”

"It's an investment, it can't be seen as a simple consumption. ”

Samiel laughed.

"You have to look at it with an investment eye. I am a gambler, and no gambler will honestly gamble with only his capital. Amplifying benefits is the most basic lesson for every gambler. ”

Samiel knew exactly what Edmure meant. He didn't hide it, for he knew he couldn't hide it from the experienced Black Rose. So, it's better to let it go. It's just that it's not completely open, and you can't be unreserved to anyone. This is the summary of Samaire's business over the years.

"The money you've scraped together isn't enough to last. ”

Black Rose was blunt.

"You don't have to make it up, people will naturally send people and funds to your door. You, for example, sent people to me. And someone, will send the money. In Kislev, the queen has many enemies. ”

Samiel smiled.