Compared with the hell scene in Snow Valley Town, there is a lot of laughter in the castle of Qingyuan Town at the moment.

A hot pot meal lasted three or four hours before it ended, and after the wine was served later, Dedalo was unsurprisingly poured down again and sent away.

And Irene, who is already an adult, is also drunk and her face is red.

Looking at the cluttered dining table, Goodern sighed and unleashed his magic to use magic to quickly tidy up and clean it.

Although there are other maids on the castle, it is estimated that it will be time to rest now, and it will be troublesome to let them tidy up again.

In some cases, Goodern prefers to take matters into his own hands.

After washing up, Goodern went to the balcony and looked out at the location of the town of Snow Valley to the northeast.

If all goes well, I'm afraid that the town of Snow Valley is already a hell on earth, right?

Gooden sighed secretly in his heart, his decision was to gamble the survival of thousands of people, if it was in the game, he would definitely choose to 'destroy the town' without even blinking an eye."

But in reality at this time, if he really wants to choose the option of destroying the town, I am afraid that he will definitely not be able to pass the level in his heart.

This is not because of his weakness of heart, but because of the 'shackles' that the ideas he has experienced in modern society.

If this time had been pushed forward by a hundred years, or even two hundred years, and he had lived in that troubled world, he might have made this choice without any burden.

And now...... He may have to go through a beating from another world before he can grow.

This is also human nature, and it will not change if you are not beaten.

Just as Goodern was looking up at the stars and pondering, Erin's voice came from behind him.

"Young master, the autumn breeze is too cold outside at night, you come in and drink some hot tea to relieve the bar."

When he came back to his senses, he saw Erin holding a tea tray in one hand, waiting behind the door.

Seeing this, Goodern shrunk his neck and returned to the house as he intended.

At night, he still wanted to take advantage of the influence of alcohol to sleep well and adjust to the jet lag, but in the face of Irene's kindness, he did not refuse. 藲礿尛裞網

He took the hot tea, blew it lightly, took a sip, and then asked.

"Won't you drink some?"

"I just drank a little bit." Erin shook her head.

"Well, then sit down and talk to me for a while."

In the face of Erin's refusal, Gooden didn't care, and casually asked her to sit down and chat with her.

In the other world, there are not many people who can chat and chat with him at will, except for the two Anna Moss who have left, there are only three or two in Qingyuan Town.

Erin wasn't one of them, but even so, Goodern didn't let the conversation go cold.

From Irene's family situation to some interesting facts related to the town, under the guidance of Goodern, the two have a lot of topics.

The two chatted until late at night, a pot of hot tea had already been drunk, Gooden saw that it was not too early, so he got up and returned to the bedroom, and Erin, who didn't know why, also got up and followed the young master.

Looking at Erin who came along, Goodern quipped casually.

"What? Do you want to warm up the bed at night?"

"Huh? No...... No...... I don't ......."

Hearing the young master's words, Erin's white neck to the root of her ears was instantly occupied by Xia Hong.

Looking at Ellie's shy appearance, Gooden's original heavy mood suddenly became a lot more relaxed.

Reaching out and pinching the little red face with a little baby fat, Goodern laughed.

"Okay, I'll stop teasing you, let's go back to sleep."

"Uh-huh......

Looking at Erin's back as she walked down the hallway, Goodern smiled and returned to her bedroom.

With Erin's current favorability and his request, it is not impossible for her to come to warm the bed at night.

It's just that there is a bit of a suppressive demand for identity in this, and as a serious person, Gooden disdains to do this kind of thing

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Only by letting the other party come to warm the bed willingly, can there be enough sense of accomplishment.

At night, Goodern slept soundly.

But on the other side, Gegil and the people in Snow Valley Ridge were not so lucky.

The fire burned all night, and by noon the next day, the fire had not been extinguished.

Gergil, who woke up, listened to the butler's report, and his face turned pale.

"Six granaries, twenty-one storerooms, all engulfed in flames, continue as the current fire, this year...... All the grain we have harvested this year has been ......."

"What about firefighting?" There was no life in Gegil's tone, just a mechanical stunned question.

"There was a problem with the fire, and half of the people who went to fight the fire were killed or injured, so that no one else dared to enter the fire again......

"Twenty-six of the people who have been counted now are your guards, three seriously injured, half of them are estimated to not survive, and the rest are more than hundreds of people who were slightly injured."

He didn't care about the deaths and injuries of the townspeople, he didn't care about the Gegil at all, and all he cared about now was the grain stored in the granary.

"Sir...... There's something else I have to report to you."

"Say."

"Since last night's fire, there have been a lot of rumors in town...... It is said that this fire is the punishment of the gods, and the fire that is thrown down is not extinguished, which is a punishment...... You."

"And the fire in the granary has not been extinguished yet, and some people have found that even the food that comes out seems to be contaminated by the fire poison and is no longer edible."

"Many of the people feel that staying in Snow Valley is waiting for death, and many are planning to move out."

Regarding the rumors and the news that the people were leaving, Gegil's face did not change much, but he said lightly: "Got it."

At this time, it happened that someone came to report.

"Sir, Harold Tax Collector has come to visit."

Hearing Harold's name, a hint of anger flashed in Gergil's eyes.

"Bring him to me."

"Yes."

Every once in a while, the attendant brought Harold, the tax collector of Snow Vale, to Gergil's living room.

"Baron Gergil, I have deep sympathy for the disaster that has taken place in your realm."

"Natural and man-made disasters, I am also very powerless, Lord Harold, you came to me at this time, is there something wrong?"

In the face of Gegiel's inquiry, Harold also directly informed the purpose of the visit.

"The granary was burned down, I went to the site to inspect it, I'm afraid that you won't be able to pay the grain levy this year as promised, but this year it will catch up with the forced levy order signed by His Majesty the Emperor......

"Even if this happens in your territory, I'm afraid that with my position, I can't do anything to exempt you from the levy."

"Your Excellency Harold, I have received your kindness, and I will find a way to deal with this matter as soon as possible."

In the face of Harold's rhetoric, Gegil thought that the other party was here to remind him of the consequences of refusing to pay the grain tax, but he didn't expect the other party to wave his hand.

"Baron Ggil, you misunderstood, I mean, although I can't exempt myself, I can delay the requisition for a while."

"The food collection team will arrive tomorrow, I will explain your situation here to the person in charge, and postpone the food collection time to the end of this month, I hope you can deal with this tragedy as soon as possible during this time."

After listening to Harold's words, the expression on Gergil's face was not a dead gray look, and gradually recovered, and began to be slightly ruddy.

"Thank you so much, Lord Harold......

"Don't worry, Baron Gergil, the levy for grain can be deferred, but not for taxes, after all, this is what I want to bring back to pay the difference, you ...... You understand, right?"

"Understood, understood, steward!"

As an old fox who is almost half a hundred years old, how could Gegil not understand the meaning of the other party's words.

Then he called the butler and commanded.

"Go to the vault and bring out the prepared taxes, in addition

Bring me twenty more gold coins."

"Yes, sir."

After receiving the order, the butler immediately went to take out the prepared money box.

Gergil, on the other hand, squeezed out a smile at Harold.

"Tomorrow the grain conscription team arrives, and these twenty gold coins will be regarded as the 'expenses' of their stationing in Snow Valley Town" Lord Harold, you must accept it."

"I'll take the baron's kindness."

In the face of Gegill's blatant 'bribery', Harold did not make any excuses and accepted it directly.

Sending Harold away, Gergil quickly thought about how to make up for the 300 tons of grain shortfall in the requisition.

Now, even if there is an extra half a month to collect taxes on grain, there must be a place where it can be bought.

The national war was about to begin, and the group of black-hearted grain merchants did not hoard grain for half a year before selling it, and Gegil wrote his name upside down.

But now the only way is only these people, and after thinking about it helplessly, Gegil immediately picked up his pen and began to write letters, ready to send them to the surrounding lords and grain merchants.

Let's see if they can sell him a little grain, even if it's a little more expensive.

Half an hour later, a dozen letters were sent from the castle of Snow Valley and delivered to the various lords and merchants.

……

In a building in Snow Valley Town, Hobert, who had carried out the fire attack on the granary, and several scattered team members gathered to discuss the follow-up plan again.

"Strange thing, you should have just spread the rumors last night to slow down their firefighting, right?"

"No, we hid in the house last night."

"It's not us, we're just about to use some words."

Seeing that the crowd shook their heads and refused to admit it, the expression on Hobert's face became even more strange.

"But how did this rumor become so outrageous, before we even said that we were going to flee, they spread within themselves......

From last night until now, Hobert has been paying attention to the rumors outside.

In addition to the fire attack, their team also had to spread the news of the panic escape, and when a large number of residents fled and evacuated Snow Valley Town, they could also leave safely.

Otherwise, just last night, I saw the scale of hundreds of soldiers dispatched from Snow Valley Town to search the surrounding area, and they probably had to be discovered before they had traveled far.

Scratching his head, Hobert simply skipped the question.

"Now that the panic has been caused, the next step is to wait for an opportunity to spread the news that there is food, housing and jobs in Qingyuan Town."

"Everyone should be careful at this step, the Lord of Snow Valley is estimated to be on guard, remember to dress yourself up a little messily when promoting, so as not to be recognized."

"Yes!"

After simply arranging the tasks, the group quickly left the place and brought the tasks back to their teammates.

In the afternoon, the group began to spread the relevant news of Qingyuan Town, and when there was a fire burning the warehouse to burn the grain out of confusion and despair, all kinds of news about Qingyuan Town were like heaven.

All of a sudden, the entire Snow Valley Town was discussing the news about Qingyuan Town.

"Did you hear that? Just now, the caravan from outside brought a message, Qingyuan Town has a bumper harvest this year, and the Qingyuan lord is still recruiting from outside, I heard that if you can pass the work in the past, you can get the settling-in fee of silver coins."

"It's not, I've heard the news of Lord Qingyuan's recruitment before, but unfortunately I was reluctant to give up the fields here at that time, and now they are all burned, I plan to take my family over tomorrow to have a look."

"Aren't you afraid that it's fake news? As far as I know, Qingyuan Town is very poor, and it doesn't even have half the size of Snow Valley Town."

"Say you're ill-informed, right? Secretly tell you that I have a relative in Qingyuan Town, and it is said that as long as they work hard, they can even eat things like fine salt and crystal sugar!"

……

Most of the news that has spread out of the appeal in Snow Valley Town is true,

Except for a few outrageous ones, such as the one that can get fine salt crystal sugar when you go to Qingyuan Town.

As for the so-called settling-in fee, Gooden really did say it, and the recruitment order on the side of Jinyuan City has also been publicized.

The fact that some of the news circulated to Snow Valley Town can be regarded as a side proof of the fidelity of these news.

As the lord of Snow Valley, Gegil naturally got these messages.

Looking at the messages that gave examples one by one, Gegil glanced at the few letters that had been sent back on the table, and couldn't help but ponder.

Not surprisingly, none of the letters sent back were refused.

This situation is also foreseen by Gejir, after all, the national war is coming, and these guys with a nose more sensitive than a dog must take advantage of the current situation to stock up on more food.

As for selling?

Now only a fool would sell such a large amount.

Returning his attention to the message, Gegil pondered what was the probability that he would go to Qingyuanling to find Gooden to buy food if it was really as mentioned above?

And at what cost?

At this moment, he didn't care about how bad the relationship between the two was, so he could only try to think about it, and then wrote a letter to the trustee to send to Qingyuan Town.

That night, Goodern received a letter from the town of Gergil in Snow Valley.

After reading the content of the letter, Goodern's face showed a trace of surprise, is Gergil dizzy?

Asking for food came to him?

However, it seems that his plan to burn the warehouse has worked.

Goodern pondered for a moment about Ggier's letter of purchase, and then wrote a reply letter for the messenger to bring back.

Ggil's request, Goodern did not refuse in the letter, but he did not agree either, only saying that he should send someone to negotiate.