The Ice Wolf King is dead.

The news flew through the Scarlet Leaf Forest like wings, and Lydia, who was happily telling stories to the children at school, was stunned.

She hurried back to the ruling hall, and sat upright at the table without smiling and continued to "scan" a large stack of official documents.

For the past month, Buxiao seems to have maintained that sitting posture. Lydia's concern has changed from the beginning of the month, "This guy doesn't eat, shouldn't he starve?" ", gradually evolved to "This guy doesn't, shouldn't he suffocate?" ”

Lydia ran up to Buxiao and whispered eagerly, "Did you hear that?" The Ice Wolf King is really dead. ”

Buxiao paused the work at hand, "No need to make a fuss, everyone will die, it's just that someone has accelerated the process." ”

Lydia asked, "How do you know, do you know divination?" ”

Not smiling: "Bella and Shirley are both lurking in Ice Wolf Castle, and they have provided sufficient information. ”

Lydia asked, "They did it?" ”

He shook his head, as if complaining that Lydia was obviously a fool and had so many problems. Still, he answered the question: "Two months ago, Daurson died. Bella discovers that the body is fake. ”

Lydia smirked, "That's full intelligence?" ”

Buxiao continued: "When Daurson was dying, he was still hiring private soldiers and hoarding food. Suddenly suspended animation, what do you think his purpose would be? ”

Lydia scratched her head, "Maybe he's running away...... Or does he have 'doomsday syndrome' and likes to dig shelters? ”

Bu smiled: "Most of these private soldiers are hired for about three months. ”

Lydia was vaguely aware of the problem, "So he's going to do something big in three months that requires a lot of private soldiers?" Maybe he just wanted to kill Black Condensation? ”

Buxiao shook his head, "If you want to kill Hei Ningxue, you have to kill the Ice Wolf King first." ”

While this may sound far-fetched, Lydia really can't think of any other possibility.

Bu smiled and said: "The eldest prince of Ice Wolf Castle has rushed back from the royal capital, whether it is to seize power or revenge, the reason to kill the Ice Wolf King is enough." ”

"Okay." Lydia nodded heavily, "Then can we stay out of their power struggle in Ice Wolf Castle?" ”

"Impossible." Not laughing briefly shattered Lydia's illusions.

Lydia stared unsmilingly.

Bu Xiao can only continue to explain: "The prince usurped power and ascended to the throne, and he must be surrounded by forces. But the wealth of the Ice Wolf Castle has been almost squandered by the Ice Wolf King, and they must accumulate new wealth. ”

"What does that have to do with us?" Lydia didn't get it at all.

He didn't smile and said, "The Ice Wolf King plundered the Great Lord 'Shadow of the Demon Night' entrenched here, and the Ice Wolf Castle was established. ”

In fact, anyone who lives in Ice Wolf Castle knows the secret of the Ice Wolf King's fortune, that is, looting and expropriation. Whenever the wealth in the Ice Wolf Castle bottomed out, the Ice Wolf King would lead his army to steal food, wealth, and slaves from nearby kingdoms.

And now the richest place near Ice Wolf Castle is probably Manniu Town.

"War is bound to come, so we have to prepare first." He groaned without smiling.

Lydia glanced at him convincingly, "Is there anything else in this world that you don't know?" ”

"Yes." Bu smiled and looked at the documents on the table, and the first few big words read: Some refugees are content to beg and do not want to work......

Lydia hurriedly took two steps back, "I...... I'll take a look at the mills...... I'll report back later......"

With that, she fled in a puff of smoke.

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It soon darkened.

Buxiao still sat at the table, still looking at the document and worried.

On the one hand, several poverty-alleviation industries built by copper hammers cannot recruit workers, and on the other hand, many refugees are only willing to beg for a living, believing only that they will have good luck in the next life.

Could it be that the astringent gourd porridge tastes too good? Bu Xiao forcibly resisted the desire to poison again, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. He looked up and saw that it was Hammer and Cruise walking in with beer.

"You should have some time to rest, too." Copper Hammer narrowed his eyes, "Like a drink like ours." ”

Cruise shook his furry ears, "Cheers!" The two of them laughed and drank it all.

Buxiao rubbed his middle fingers behind his ears, as if he was forcing himself to concentrate on thinking, but the copper hammer forcibly interrupted his calm: "There are not so many urgent things now, you have to learn to relax." ”

Cruise also put away his glass, "No matter how good a weapon is, it needs to be sharpened and maintained. ”

Copper Hammer suddenly clapped his hands and laughed: "By the way, you should probably go and see 'that'." ”

Don't smile and ask, "Which one?" ”

"The school kids rehearsed a little play, which was unexpectedly popular, and it happened to be performed tonight." Copper Hammer pretended to look mysteriously and did not smile, "You will definitely be interested." ”

"No, there isn't." Don't smile and frown.

The drama is either the wind and snow of the court nobles, or the power of praising the gods. And these themes are things that are hated by not laughing.

"It's well worth a look." "I swear by my hammer that it must be completely different from what you think." ”

If you don't laugh, you have a headache, and you can't stand the instigation of the copper hammer again and again, and you are half-pushed and half-pulled by the two of you and taken to the small square.

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The stage has already been set up in the small square, and the surrounding vendors have attracted a bustling flow of people, obviously it is just a border town, but it seems to make people feel that they have come to a small market in the royal capital.

As soon as the three of them found a corner and sat down, they heard a wave of cheering heat rushing by. The performances of several children on stage have already begun.

The crisp children's voice narrates on stage: "The sun god had eighteen children, and when he was dying, he said to the children......"

Oh? The sun god still has children? Or should I say that the sun god actually has eighteen children, and he can really give birth to ...... Or should we start with a rhetorical question: the sun god will die and pass on the throne to the children?

After listening to the first sentence, the mind that didn't smile was already full of all kinds of messy inner fluctuations. As the plot progressed, his thoughts rolled, bubbling like boiled stock:

What? So many children are sun gods at the same time, crazy, don't they take shifts?

Well, there are more than a dozen suns in the sky, and now there should be a sacrifice to sing the praises of the power of the gods.

Sure enough, a sacrifice came, and sure enough, the people were asked to sacrifice, and sure enough, everyone was asked to pray and repent...... Sure enough, it's still a bad drama, what a waste of time.

Thinking of this, I didn't smile and got up and planned to go back and continue thinking about life. Suddenly, he heard a scream of "ah", and he suddenly looked back, only to see that the sacrifice on the stage was "dead" in a very exaggerated and ridiculous form.

The children who played the role of believers on the side pretended to be surprised and ran around: "The sun sacrifice was roasted to death by the sun, what should I do, what should I do?" ”

The mischievous appearance caused the audience to burst into laughter.

In previous plays, priests and kings were incomparably sacred characters, and it was impossible for them to die such a ridiculous death. What's more, this is the beginning of the play!

Can this story be made up?