Early in the morning, Hebron.

Kaunut, the water delivery man, came out of the public toilet, which was specially built by the new earl, which had both squatting and urinals, which was very convenient.

After the excretion, it can be cleaned with wood chips provided by the public toilets, which is the only public facility in Hebron.

The manure and urine accumulated every day will also be transported out of the city in the early morning, composted, and then sold to farmers at a low price.

There is no doubt that public toilets can make money, but this money is really not worth mentioning for Lothar.

Since the opening of public toilets in Hebron, and the vicious city guards patrolling the streets with sticks, the sanitary situation in Hebron has improved significantly.

But this is not a good thing for Kanut, because he is a water delivery man.

In the past, he had to go to the city's "water house", a well with a pavilion, and wait in a long line to draw water and deliver it to the people's homes.

During dry seasons, you have to go even farther into the mountains to find clean water.

But nowadays, many times, only river water is enough.

The frustration of losing his job made Kanut feel a little resentful of the city's rulers.

Although the salary of a water delivery worker is often only a quarter of that of a stonemason or carpenter, it is much better than farming in the countryside, and the harvest is guaranteed by drought and flood, who can refuse an iron rice bowl?

When he came to the bakery, he saw merchants surrounded by the city guards to extort their dung, because their cattle were excreting in the streets, but they did not collect their dung.

These dog-fighting ruffians!

Kanut angrily withdrew his gaze and turned his gaze to the freshly baked bread in the shop.

The rich aroma of the roasted grain made him swallow: "Old Neil, bring me a rye loaf of bread, which is freshly baked." ”

The people who run the bakery are often the most obnoxious, and in the mouth of many bards, they are the first choice of demonic possession.

Because these damn creatures often add all sorts of things to the flour, such as wood chips and pebbles, to add weight to the bread.

But old Neil is an exception.

The bread baked by his family is the most genuine, although it is a little more expensive, but it is not so much that you have to beware of biting down and breaking a bloody tooth.

Old Neil muttered as he took the bread for him, "It's a coincidence that you're here Kanuut, I'm about to close the shop, and I'll leave if you're a step too late." ”

Kanut was a little puzzled: "Isn't it a good time for you to do business, why do you suddenly want to close the store?" ”

Old Neil smiled and said, "It's going to be a public trial again, that bastard Ahmed has finally got the retribution he deserves!" I'm going to be a witness and read his guilt to everyone! ”

"It's a great event."

Kanut couldn't help but feel happy for old Neil.

Anyone who lives on this street knows the feud between Old Neil and Ahmed.

That was when Old Neil was only known as Little Neil.

There was a drought that year, and Lord Ahmed forcibly expropriated all his family's land and food because old Neil could not pay the full amount of taxes, causing his family to almost starve to death.

Thanks to the blessing of the Holy Flame, Old Neil has achieved what he is today.

"The flame is on, old Neil, what do I see?"

Kanuut's eyes widened as he found that Old Neil was wearing a silver cross around his neck!

Isn't that a sign of infidels?

Old Neil took up the cross and smiled at Kanuut, "Yes, I have been converted, not so much to get back the land that belonged to my family, but to be heartily grateful to the just Earl, and I have nothing else to do for the Earl." ”

Kanut was silent.

He wanted to accuse old Neil of treachery, but he knew in his heart that the new earl was a rare benevolent lord who treated them as human beings.

On the contrary, in the past, it was not the so-called brothers of the same clan who rode on their heads to show off their might?

The corners of Old Neil's mouth rose, and a kind smile appeared on his wrinkled face: "Kaunut, maybe you should also consider changing jobs, you are a hard-working young man, you shouldn't waste your life on delivering water." ”

Kanut was stunned, and he touched his waist, which was a little stiff because of the water he carried day after day—his father, who could no longer straighten his waist at all.

"Yes, but I don't know anything but water."

He took out the copper and wanted to pay the bill, but was pushed back by old Neil: "No need this time, you wait for me for a while, let's go to the public trial together." ”

...

Kanut and old Neil, following the crowd, swarmed to the high platform of the public trial.

He looked at those old men who used to be high, tied hands, kneeling on the ground, and couldn't help but feel a trace of happiness in his heart.

The water delivery worker is far from being a decent person.

In the process of delivering water, it is normal to encounter deductions, abuse, and even beatings.

Although he was a little dissatisfied with the new lord who smashed his job, Kanut thought about it at this moment-even these old men lost their lives, so what am I dissatisfied with?

My lord, who is a good man who supports civilians like me, quit his job as a water delivery worker and go to work as a dung digger.

Old Neil, who was standing on the side, if he knew that Kanut was trying to persuade him, his greatest ambition was only to change from a water delivery worker to a dung digger, and he had to slap him in the face in anger.

Stinky boy, quickly convert to join the army!

…

Lothar had no intention of presiding over the trial in person, or making an appearance on it.

The shouts outside were like a tsunami from a mountain.

He was not moved in the slightest, but conscientiously compiled the first written law of Hebron, and he wanted to abolish the "customary law" now in force.

The Code of Hebron compiled by him was simple but detailed, with detailed provisions on debts, inheritance, marriage, lawsuits, and so on.

Customary law is such a thing as being easily misinterpreted and sophistry.

For example, adulterers, in this era, even if they are just suspicious, can appeal to the church, and use the divine law to throw a woman suspected of adultery into the river.

If she sinks, she is guilty, but how can a man who is thrown into a river not sink?

Of course, this kind of law often does not appeal to noble women, but it also depends on the authority of the noble lady's family, if it is the daughter of a powerful duke, and is effectively loyal to her knight, bringing a rich dowry, that is, cuckolding him in front of her husband, he has to endure it.

Therefore, this kind of law has simply become the patent for the persecution of civilian women.

In Lothar's view, the greatest reason why Hebron was more suitable for him than Bethlehem was that the Church was at its weakest and there was no such thing as the Inquisition.

But the pagan customs were equally ingrained, such as in the Jewish neighborhoods, where if there was an adultery, they would certainly be judged internally, which Lothar did not want to see.

The power of the feudal lords is unlimited, just like the emperor, some people can increase this power infinitely.

Some people can only be puppet-like marionettes, and their power is at most a city lord, a little earl, and even in their own court, they can't do what they say.

…

Return to the Citadel of Hebron.

Fringilla stretched a little lazily: "I didn't listen to the story of the adults last night, and I feel that the whole ghost life is incomplete." ”

Jeanne gave her a blank look: "It's a ghost who is hundreds of years old, and it's still like a little girl, don't you feel ashamed?" ”

Fringira snorted, "What's there to be ashamed of, I'll always be a little girl in front of adults." ”

The corners of Jeanne's mouth curled.

This stupid girl doesn't really think that adults like little girls, does she?

"Alright, you go back first, I've got to go to the stables and get this guy in place."

Grape is a grumpy beast and only allowed Jeanne and Lothar to touch, and last night Frigila tried to ride and was almost kicked by Grape's hind hooves.

Her teeth itched with anger.

"Hmph, sooner or later I'll suck your precious 'grapes' into specimens!"

She rushed briskly towards the second floor of the castle hall: "My lord, stupid big man, I'm back!" ”

"Miss Frigilla."

The familiar voice made Fringilla look up in surprise.

Immediately, I saw that in the corridor at the end of the stairs, a man in a butler-style black and white dress with meticulously groomed hair was smiling at her.

"Library... Coors! ”

Fringira exclaimed.

"It's me, Your Highness."

With his white-gloved fingers, Coors stroked the guardrail on the staircase, looked at the dust that had accumulated on it, and said to Lothar with some frowns:

"With all due respect, your dwelling is too unsophisticated, dusty and outdated, which will greatly lower the character of the owner of this place."

Lothar said helplessly: "You have to know that it is still the height of the Middle Ages, and the king will not be so particular. ”

Coors sighed: "So that's what you thought. Poor young lady should live in such a humble room. ”

This guy is as old-fashioned as Ulding has, and the gown he wears is ironed without a single wrinkle.

Even the expressions on his face are expressed just right, as if they were strictly in accordance with some kind of standard.

Fringilla was obviously a little excited, and trotted all the way up the stairs: "Coors, why are you here!" ”

Curles saluted gracefully, and finally a heartfelt smile finally bloomed on his face: "Your Highness, it's a pleasure to see you again, Your Majesty Ancestor is going crazy when he learns of your disappearance. ”

Frigila snorted lightly: "What's the use of being in a hurry, you have the ability to respond to the call of adults and cross the border?" ”

Lothar pursed her lips slightly.

The ancestor in Frigila's mouth is the head of the Blood Court, the most powerful leader of the Tzepes family among the many Blood Lords, Vlad Tsepes.

In fact, it is the famous piercing man in history - Dracula.

In the background setting, this is a boss-level character, and only players with a very deep card pool and a high level of training can defeat it by operating.

A budding player like himself, at this stage, if he encounters the ancestor of Friengira, it is estimated that he will be wiped out, right?

Name: Kurs Tepes

Category: Assassins

Quality: Epic (5 stars)

Level: 1

Intimacy: Cold

Strength: 20

Dexterity: 25

Stamina: 10

Endurance: 8

Mental power: 15

Synopsis: Curs is a low-level vampire who serves the royal family of Cepes, and because of his thoughtful service, he was given true blood by Vlad, the Maharaja of Blood, and promoted to a high blood family.

Talents: Bloodseeker Disintegration: Coors was a low-level vampire who had a constant "Blood Falls" magic in his body, which was also derived into the higher-level "Bloodfall Disintegration" after he was promoted to the High Bloodline. The effect is: on the next attack, increase the caster's attack damage to 300%.

Blood Shadow: Coors, who barely uses any blood magic, has made a name for himself because of his mastery of the "Blood Shadow" magic.

Skill: Thirst for Blood: Coors is able to absorb any blood rich in life force to replenish his depleted physical and mental strength.

Blood Pooling: (Requires Elite Level 1 to unlock)

Blood Clone: (Requires Elite Level 2 unlock)

Bond: Court of Blood. (Each time you have a High Vampire Servant of the Blood Court, you'll increase their all-around stat value by one point.) ）

Coors's skill template can be seen to have a lot of similarities with Friengira.

Probably all of them are the Tsepes family, in the same lineage.

Then.

There was a sudden hint of panic on Cools' face.

Downstairs, Jeanne's footsteps could be heard.

Lothar was worried that he would make too drastic moves, so she hurriedly warned: "Don't get excited, my own people, Jeanne and Frigila are very good friends." ”

"Che, who's friends with her?"

Frigila snorted, but still reassured: "But Curles, you really don't need to be nervous, Jeanne is a traitor in the Holy Church, and you will find out later that her style of acting is not at all different from those old-fashioned clergy." ”

"Hmm—I smell a strong smell of evil blood."

Jeanne raised her head a little vigilantly and pointed at Cools: "This is her own person?" ”

Lothar nodded, "That's right, I'm from the same clan as Fringilla. ”

"Oh."

Jeanne's tense body immediately stretched, she didn't even go upstairs, just stood downstairs and waved: "Hey, newcomer, it's nice to meet you." ”

He sat down in a chair upholstered with velvet and took out a bottle of wine from the locker.

Lift, tons tons tons -

Coors's expression was tense, his face stiffened as if it would never make an extra expression.

After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yao... Shine Knight? ”

"Yes."

Frigila hurriedly added: "Don't think about avenging my brother, that thing deserves it, now Jeanne and us are our own people, and the biggest one on your head is Lord Lothar, not the Ancestor." ”

Coors took a deep breath, and it took him a while to digest the powerful message that he would be working with the Knights.

He said: "Your Highness, you think too highly of me, how can I be qualified to assassinate the Yao Knight." ”

After he finished speaking, he bowed to Lothar again, "Your Excellency, please rest assured, I swear in the name of the Blood Ancestor that from now on, I will be the only one whose allegiance will be you. ”

Lothar smiled and said, "I accept your allegiance, Curs. One thing you said is very good, this castle, including the manor, and the property under my name, is too chaotic in terms of management, and I urgently need a professional to help me take care of it, I wonder if you are willing to work? ”

Coors hurriedly said: "I am willing, my lord, please rest assured, I will count all the accounts in the shortest possible time." ”

He paused slightly, and then said, "I wonder how much budget you are willing to spend on decorating the castle, hiring servants, and buying new furniture?" ”

Lothar pondered.

Although he received a large amount of money, he still wanted to form a merchant fleet and open up an eastern route.

Transporting the products of Jerusalem to Western Europe is a lot of money, which can be described as a hen that lays golden eggs.

Of course, there are risks.

For example, it was wiped out by a nest of pirates in North Africa.

It's just that Lothar thinks that if she talks with the witch Anna and reaches a cooperative relationship, the safety of her own fleet should be guaranteed.

In addition, cooperation with the Knights Hospitaller can also be put on the agenda, and their fleet is not much worse than the fleet of the Eastern Empire.

So, Lothar said, "Cools, pleasure is not my number one goal right now, so the less the better." ”

Coors was slightly stunned, but still nodded and said, "I understand, my lord." ”

Taking the least budget and doing the best thing is what he is good at.