"Then we should let him go to our territory and take him under control. We'll have what we want, don't we? Nguyen Van Zhao continued without giving up.

"Didn't he say that it was impossible for him to leave the Holy City."

"Smash it with money! There is nothing that cannot be done even if you spend money. If there is, it is that it is not smashed enough. Otherwise, the group of magicians just now are all in the encirclement of our family guards, as long as you nod, I don't believe there is any difficulty in taking a magician away. ”

"If you do this, you will also offend Your Excellency the Law Sage." Nguyen Van Viet sighed. His younger brother is in charge of the mine garrison. And that group of soldiers were all formed in accordance with the instructions of the first generation of family masters.

The advantage is that it is powerful and easy to form, much easier than training a team of old-fashioned qualified soldiers.

The disadvantage is just as obvious, that is, it costs money. The reason why the kingdom established by the first head of the family was overthrown was because the supplies could not keep up, and the guards were forced to fight the rebels with muskets without ammunition, which led to the defeat. After that, some of the families gave up the tradition of forming a hot weapon unit on the grounds of funding.

The escort team that can be maintained is one of the best in combat effectiveness. This is also the reason why although his own branch is not taken seriously, no one dares to propose its abolition.

But Nguyen Van Viet also knew in his heart that there was a limit to the strength of this kind of army. Not to mention the magician who doesn't know the depths, even the Dharma Saint Babak Abu Nahan is a bit hanging. How to continue to improve their strength is something that I have been secretly researching.

However, with such a team of hot weapons to fight some bandits and robbers, it is invincible. So it also caused his arrogant attitude as his own brother, and he wanted to solve anything by shooting.

But on an occasion like that just now, if he really made a move, would that Fa Saint and his relatives and friends really stand by and watch? No matter how you think about it, there is no proper way. In the end, Ruan Wenyue still shook his head and said, "No." Until there is a surest plan, we don't have to control the magician in this way. ”

"Oh." Ruan Wenzhao responded, turned his head to look in the other direction of the carriage, and said, "If you ask Uncle to make a move, it will be safe enough." ”

The third person sitting in this luxurious carriage was a rickety, wrinkled old man. He opened his mouth and smiled with a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said, "Boys, if you want to die, you can go by yourself." The old man can live to this day, but he doesn't go to trouble with that kind of person. ”

"Uncle, you can't deal with that magician." Ruan Van Zhao said in surprise.

This little old man is an extraordinary person who has followed the first generation of family masters. For some reason, he now accepts the protection of his own branch, and this is a secret that the other branches of the family do not know, which is considered the hole card in the hole card. It's just that he, who is good at assassination and hiding, also said that he can't deal with that one, how can this not surprise the Ruan brothers.

The little old man pulled down the hood that hid his face and said, "Do you know how many assassins in the Holy City have disappeared and their whereabouts are unknown in this year. A lot of brokers I know, they're in a situation where no one is available right now because they've taken a commission. Outlaws may be easy to find, but they can't afford to change their men after a few rounds, and all of them are new faces. So that one is now on the blacklist, and no one dares to take on the job of assassinating him. Do you think that if I make a move, it will have a different result? ”

Say such an evaluation of the hidden powerhouse in your own family. The Nguyen brothers had to rethink their attitude towards the magician, and where they should be placed. Ruan Wenyue sighed again and said, "With the attitude of facing the strong, cooperate with that person." Besides, the opponent we are more troublesome for now should be the Grand Duke Kaveh that His Excellency intends to introduce. If you want to protect our interests, you need the cooperation of that magician. ”

Regardless of the problem of that magician, an Imperial Grand Duke is indeed more difficult to deal with. Ruan Wenzhao nodded helplessly and said, "It seems that it can only be like this." ”

The carriage was quiet again, except for the sound of wheels. The three people surnamed Ruan have different thoughts.

But what these people think, whether good or bad, does not affect the one who left alone.

Not to mention that there is no sports car dream in the house, in the era when I was young and frivolous, I also dreamed of driving a car with the same value as a house on the road. But it's also that sentence, the dream is very full, and the reality is very skinny. Can't afford a house and buy a luxury car? Isn't it possible that eating, drinking, and Lazar are all in the car?

As for the moment, that's not to mention. Not to mention the standard track, there are no asphalt roads or cement roads, and the bluestone pavement is already the most luxurious road. For the low center of gravity and low chassis of the sports car, the road is a natural nemesis. Maybe after a hole, you have to have to go overhauled.

Therefore, considering the quality of the roads in today's Midi, the quality of the passers-by, the material science that has not been developed, and many other considerations, perhaps the standard of mass production of automobiles in today's Midi can be lowered even further. Is it going to be pulled directly to the level of the early twentieth century on Earth? Lin was thinking.

Suddenly, there was a shouting that broke the silence of the night and brought someone back to their senses. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of an object flying out of a house on the side of the road and rolling directly on the road. Of course, Lin stepped on the brakes sharply, and the steering wheel was beaten!

Fortunately, someone understood that the tires of this car were not up to par, so they did not dare to drive fast on the way back. Even so, the snow and ice on the road still made the car skid. The whole car was sideways and slid forward for a short distance before stopping.

The man who was thrown out had no external injuries on the outside, at least he still had the strength to shout at the tavern where he was thrown out. Seeing this, Lin planned to step on the gas pedal and drive away to avoid this place of right and wrong.

“_è_terribile. Questo_maledetto_brutto_tempo. (Italian: Damn.) Bad day. This damn weather)" muttered the man who was thrown in the street.

Someone replied like a ghost: "Stai_bene. (Italian: You're alright.) )”

……

Italian?

The people in the car and the people on the ground looked at each other and were speechless.

The man on the ground suddenly jumped up, and his head was a string of indistinct Italian. Climbed on the side of the car, face to face, spitting stars, excited beyond measure.

Unfortunately, not many of these long Italian languages can be recognized by the translation system. This translation program, engraved on the Dream Tower, is not limited to dragon or beast languages. It was originally established to facilitate conversations with the Silverbeard Dwarves, and I don't know when, as long as I have some foundation, or have a language to build dictionary data, it can be quickly judged and translated.

And the Italian language, someone has not learned it systematically. The only conduit I have been exposed to is that I have watched some Italian movies, listened to some dialogue and translated subtitles in computer games, and I never thought that the language would be interpreted by the translator of Dream Tower.

However, it is clear that the foundation is not good enough, so there are not many parts that can be translated. Even if you turn it out, you can't get enough of it, so that someone can only be blind to this 'fellow''s crackling and foaming words.

“Scusi，amico. (Italian: Excuse me, friend.) My Italian isn't very good, do you know the lingua franca of the world? Someone's voice switched, stopping the young man in front of him, who was still quite immature in appearance, although he had a beard and a small mage shawl.

"Yes, friend, I know the lingua franca. Why do you speak the Florentine language? Are you from the same place as me? Who are you? The young man also switched to the lingua franca of the ground and asked.

A string of questions was thrown, and before someone could answer, suddenly a rumbling stomach interrupted the emotions of the two. The young man looked embarrassed, and Lin pointed to the room where he was thrown out, which was a tavern, and asked, "Was that just now?" ”

"I owed the shopkeeper a lot of money and was kicked out. However, I have a good idea, I can make money, and I will be able to pay him back when the time comes. The young man said with a little excitement on a big winter night, with a hot breath and a red face.

It seems that he is really a traverser, and he is really miserable. Looking at the golden spike thread on his chest, Lin had some doubts in his heart. Although he is not a serious fellow of eight hundred, he is from the same place, and he can't say it without help. Lin said, "Wait for me first. After motioning for the other man to step away and park himself, he led the young man into the tavern, though he was somewhat reluctant.

Winter guests are always loved and hated. Love is to be able to earn a sum of money for drinks, and hate is that the other party walks into the tavern, inevitably opens the door, and then pours the cold wind into a room.

The fat shopkeeper barely managed to squeeze out a smile on his fleshy face, intending to greet the visitor. But before he could say anything, when he saw the man hiding behind a well-dressed magician, his whole face collapsed again. Scolded: "Get out!" Get out! You are not welcome here. As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves again, ready to throw the man out.

Lin stretched out his hand to stop the man, causing the fat shopkeeper to stop. It's not so much that he is majestic or threatening, but more of a few gold coins in his hand. He said, "Shopkeeper, how much money this friend owes, I give." Is that enough? ”

The fat shopkeeper looked suspiciously at the two magicians who had just entered the door. In terms of bearing, it is indeed not a grade, there is a gap in age, and it looks like he is quite wealthy, at least he is not poor. Is this the young magician's friend?

After receiving the gold coin, it is not like putting it in the mouth and biting it. The coins of the Midi are very sophisticated, and the coins that are as round as the five empires and printed on both sides are not made by anyone. Such a casting technology can already be regarded as an anti-counterfeiting technology. Thinking for a moment about the young magician's past credit, the fat shopkeeper said, "That's a lot. ”