"Victor."

When the Norman heir saw me, he called out my name.

"Your Excellency." I nodded cautiously to him.

"Drinking?" He picked up a glass of wine and brought it to me.

Bachelor Copernicus's face twitched, but he did not speak.

I don't know how Copernicus is going on, and a glass of wine is nothing. I took the wine and drank it down. The "" chapter is updated the fastest

The juice burned down my throat all the way to my stomach, and I felt that the wine was much stronger than shearing wolf hair, and I couldn't help coughing.

"Haha," laughed the Norman heir, "choked?" ”

"It's about the same as mint water for gargling."

"Well, it's a Valan." The young nobleman stood up, turned back to say goodbye to Copernicus, he looked thin, but when he stood up he looked very tall, he patted me on the shoulder, "Not all wine is poisonous. The Normans never poisoned. ”

After he finished the inexplicable words, he left. I saw him walk up to the Emperor and say something to the Emperor, who happily rubbed the tip of his beard, smiled and waved at the young Norman, and sent him away.

At this time, several drummers interrupted the flutists who were playing with dull drum beats, and then several nobles began to bang on the table with wine glasses and sang a martial song dedicated to Emperor Haraus, and one of the barons also drove away the drummers and became the drummer Juese himself. After a while, several piano players joined in, and most of the nobles began to sing this martial arts song. From time to time, people shouted 'Long live Emperor Haraus'.

I sat down where the Norman nobleman had been seated. Turning to Copernicus, he said, "What's the matter, I thought Norman was going to skin me." Unexpectedly, they were ready to help me. ”

"There's a reason for everything."

"What?" I asked him, "Don't say such ambiguous things in the future, if the Normans need me to do something, it's better to put it on the surface and not hide it." ”

"There's a reason for everything, Timmy." Copernicus said, "The Normans don't need you to do anything. Because someone has already done it for you. ”

"Who is it?"

"Someday you'll be zhidao." Copernicus said, "I have many friends among the nobility, but I can't say who can be trusted." If there must be such a family. That's the Normans. ”

"You should have told me a long time ago. Then I'd be open to the Norman family's business. ”

He shook his head, "Victor, you should be glad that you have dealt a hard blow to those noble minions, including the Normans. If you weren't so fierce, the Normans wouldn't look down on you. ”

"What exactly do they want to do?"

"How so?" Copernicus looked at the door where the stranger had just left. "For a long time at EILAI, you will be fellow travelers."

The banquet became very boring after that. Some of the courtesans of the city got into the carriages of the nobles and left the feast, and the emperor, after drinking the second round of wine, also left the feast, and when he left, he complained that some of the nobles did not leave him. After the Emperor left, the only remaining solemn atmosphere of the banquet was completely gone. A choir of little children came in and sang hymns to the nobles. The nobles were expected to pay for the maintenance of the orphanage and beggars' shelter in the city of Paravon, and these children thought that the nobles were gentle, decent men and women. As a result, they were frightened by the noisy banquet, their singing stammered, and everyone stared at the drunken nobles around them with wide eyes.

After singing, the Norman heir gave the children a bag of gold coins, and the children took turns to come and kiss his hand. The Duchess of Wright gave each of the children a small gold coin, and the children smiled and hugged her. Other aristocrats casually gave the children their food and drink, or held the cutest little ones in their laps and teased them.

The choir leader, a serious woman, was very dissatisfied with the ugly aristocrats, and quickly clapped her hands, had her two assistants gather the children together, saluted, and withdrew.

Before the children could leave, a group of half-naked Salander girls walked in through the side door of the hall in a puff of smoke. Each of them wore translucent tulle and a scarf over their faces, revealing their white bodies from below the corset to the middle of their ornate long skirts. The waists of these girls were extremely beautiful, and when they first writhed, they were as weak as the flow of water, but in the middle of the dance, when the music was rapid, their waists twisted like the handsomeness of a battle flag in the wind, full of seductive power. These girls are neither as dignified as Swadian women, nor as bold as Vecchian women, their flesh is very rich, but there seems to be no trace of fat, the tender skin seems to be about to be broken by the plump body, each girl's breasts are as white as milk, but the eyes are deep and dark, like a starless night.

The male nobles were stunned and let out a burst of exclamations, and someone shouted, 'Who's going to call the emperor back!' The rest of the nobles laughed.

"This is the girl left behind by the Sultan of the Bathhouse." Ania filled a plate with half a lemon cake and a cup full of sour grape pulp, and sat down beside me, "Well, which one you like, just say to that old man Salander, and you can roll up the carpet and send it to your bed." ”

"Don't mess around, Aniah." I said to her, "Is there any news from Robert?" ”

"No," Annia grinned, "he told me every day about his collection, the imperial stone carvings, bronze swords, bronze helmets, and so on from the Chanda period. What can he tell me? ”

"What does he think of me?" I asked Aniah, "I ruined one of his brothers' estate." ”

"He has so many brothers, he can't recognize them all. How would you mind. Annia took a bite of the cake, "Tomorrow we will have a day off, and the day after tomorrow we will go to his banquet together." The Copernicus has taken care of it for you. That's right. Tell that old liar Jefferson to fuck off, he's got your money and he's looking for inconsequential guys. With that, Annia glanced at Maestro Copernicus, "You should be grateful to your father and grandfather for leaving you such a great maestro what he has done in a few days." That Jefferson was something he would never have thought of in his life. ”

When Annia had finished speaking, she saw a young nobleman beckoning to her in the distance, and she drifted away.

"No, what did that bishop do to her. She seems to be a different person. I said to Copernicus.

Copernicus had lost interest in the banquet by this time, and he picked up his hat and prepared to leave, "Timmy. You also change a lot. When you left her in Ivan Grode. Who ever thought about what would become of her? Now you're the least qualified person to question her. Although you are brother and sister in name, she does not rely on your protection. Let her go, and leave her alone if she likes her life now. Not everyone comes the way you think. ”

Although the Normans helped me find a lawyer, the trouble didn't go away overnight.

The next morning, many debt collectors came to my place and threw stones at my room.

The business of these men in that small town was completely ruined, and the merchants they financed were either killed or fled. Now they all have huge losses. The explanation given to him by the nobles was that Victor the Valans had stolen everyone's money and wanted to recoup the losses. Just go to Victor. They even hired a painter who depicted the barbarian Victor kicking open the door and stripping the women naked and tying them up together, a painting called "The Chief's Spoils", which was later available in the hands of Paravon vendors.

The debt collectors, the scoundrels hired by the debt collectors, their lawyers, the assistants sent by the judges to inform me of my questioning, filled my door. A woman who came to help us with our laundry secretly lent us a ladder and told us to escape through the back door. As a result, when I escaped, I was still surrounded by a group of citizens.

Ania and Copernicus retreated to the room, and I left the three Valan soldiers in the room to protect them. He climbed over the wall with Crusedel and prepared to flee to the Norman mansion for help.

The city of Paraven is very large, but the roads are clear: all the narrow roads lead vertically to an avenue, which converges on seven squares, each with a marble road leading to the Royal Palace.

We ran as fast as we could in the city of Palaubun and soon blended in with the townspeople. Half a street behind us, many creditors were holding scarecrows that were modeled after me, many were throwing stones at us, and women were about to throw red-hot charcoal at me. Crusedel and I had never seen Parabun during the day, but we didn't expect to get this opportunity today.

We fled through a narrow path to a dry fountain where many people sat exchanging manuscripts of ancient books. Before we arrived, these people were imitating the Zen masters, reciting their manuscripts in a high-pitched voice, hoping to exchange them with others. Of course, people who don't have the talent for oratories themselves can spend six copper plates and hire a fat man who specializes in reciting here to help them read a passage from their own manuscript to attract others.

"''Zen Da was born to rule, and our generation started from the seashore with a city-state, and with the head of a barbarian, with the aid of the allies, and with the blood and sweat of the citizens, together with the cornerstone of the empire!" The fat man's hand waved up and down, it looked very stylish, and he also deliberately wore the robe of the Zen master, but he wore the emperor's laurel crown on his head, which looked out of place, "The cornerstone of the Zen da by the zen scholar Constantine, sold for seventeen gold coins, or exchanged for the second volume of the "Kallad War", those interested in contacting the big man Tyrion''"

He was standing on a high wooden mound and reciting, and the Kugit and I ran straight to the crowded place, and we didn't see him, so we knocked him down.

The fat man fell from the high platform, and the people around him scattered in horror, just in time to vacate an open space for him to fall, and after he fell, his fat limbs stretched out, like a turtle that had been pink and struggled on the ground. The laurel wreath had been held up with wire, and at this time it had rolled along the ground into a ditch on the side.

The Kugit and I ran away apologetically and raised our hats to him.

Ran through this small square. We found the marble road that led to the Royal Palace. However, there was another group of debt collectors in front of us, and we had to turn around and flee in another direction. This square is supposed to be one of the most remote in the city, and we ran along the path for a while. I was surprised to find that I had run around the outer city. Instead of being built together, there will be a grassy clearing at intervals, on which a wooden sign will be erected with sticks that read, 'Here for Sale'. Soon after, we rushed past two snoozing guards, who opened their dazed eyes and watched me and the Kugit run past the low doorway. It's really shabby here. Because it was facing a swamp, there was hardly any pressure to defend it, and there were no affiliated towns around. Not many people entered the city from here all day long, and it was now guarded by only a dozen soldiers.

When the soldiers woke up, they shouted at us behind our backs, but we were already far away. These soldiers were about to lead their horses after us. Behind him, more than forty debt collectors swarmed the veterans, and behind them, many men and women with stones and charcoal basins followed breathlessly. Seeing these people, the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, and only grabbed an old man and asked him to explain to the captain of the soldiers what was going on. In the urban area of Palaubun, there are scenes of debt collectors chasing and beating debtors every day. The soldiers were not surprised by this.

We ran to the river and saw a few Salanders kneeling on blankets and weeping. It is said that their sultan died by this river. Some citizens and foreigners who came to visit around the river pointed and said that the Sultan had fallen into the water on a certain rock, and the fat body floated down the river to the open sea. A group of fishermen were driving small boats, selling the relics of the Sultan to these tourists, saying that they had fished them out of the water: stone bracelets, wolf tooth necklaces, fish bone ornaments, worship blankets, etc., which could fill three large warehouses, and each boat was full of piles, and these fishermen said that their relics were real, and they were all floated into the river after the Sultan drowned, and that other people's were naturally fake.

The Kugit and I made our way through the crowd and washed a few well-dressed citizens into the water, splashing and splashing, and then we jumped onto a small boat and paddled across the shore with great speed. The owner of the boat, who was peddled twelve pairs of linen shorts dropped by the Sultan on the shore, turned back and saw that his boat had been stolen away, and immediately turned back and jumped into the water to chase after us. When he was about to catch up, the Kujit slapped the fellow twice on the head with his oar, and knocked him into the water, causing a large bubble to emerge, and in a short time he swam to the side, and stood waist-deep in the water and shouted that we were both thieves, and that his goods on the shore had been looted by the townspeople.

We rowed our boats along the river, and there were people on the banks who kept throwing stones at us.

Soon after, we turned around two stone towers built in the water, leaving the citizens behind, and after passing the stone towers, we came to an iron gate. We passed through the many small boats laden with grain, cloth and vegetables waiting to enter the city, much to the displeasure of the boat people in the queue, who cursed us.

But when I showed the nobleman's sword, they stopped cursing, except occasionally throwing a dead fish into my boat without me noticing. We entered the city of Paraven again through the iron gates, and the Kugit and I, exhausted and out of breath, paid for a carriage and hurried to the Norman quarters near the palace.

Once you enter the huge garden of the Norman family, you can hear the bustle of the surrounding servants preparing for the next day's feast, which is a paradise compared to the chaos of the city.

I sat in a carriage with the Kugits and waited for Robert's summons.

At this moment, two people passed by us.

"Adults have been really unlucky lately." A servant with two geese in his arms said as he passed by us.

"Yes," said another young man with a large basket of bread, "it is hateful to hear that the Oriental man killed two of the lord's merchants, and that one of the lord's nephews had lost a great sum of money! ”

"What is this?" The servant said. "Don't you zhidao? Your Majesty is going to take half of the Norman family's land! This is the master's headache! That Oriental man is just a vicious dog of the emperor, and the emperor is the real villain! ”

"Haha, if you shout louder, Emperor Harauth himself can hear it!"

"What kind of emperor is he!" The servant holding the two geese showed an expression of disdain for a moment, "His Majesty Friedrich is the real emperor!" (To be continued......)