When he slept at night, smelling the sweet aroma coming from the pillow, Ronan was in a good mood.

But when he woke up the next day and received the news from Blackstone City, his originally mild face began to turn unkind.

In the main hall on the first floor of the castle, Ronan sat in the first place.

And beside him, sitting were Ed, the commander of the army, and Lao Motou, the chief butler of the cold wind leader.

"My lord, according to the news from the Emerald City, the knight we sent out to communicate was detained by the local council for the crime of attempting to steal the property of a merchant in the Emerald City, and was convicted of aggravated theft by the council court."

Old Mo Tou reported the news that came back.

After hearing the news, Ed got angry and said, "Stealing? What are you kidding, the knights of the pro-army troops have been trained for a long time, both physically and mentally, and boxes of gold are unmoved in front of them, how can they go and steal the things of a broken merchant! ”

"That's true." Old Mo Tou frowned, "The local council even asks your lord to go to the Emerald City and make a guarantee for our knight in court, otherwise the council will refuse to release him in any form." ”

"Did you ask me to go to the Emerald City?" Ronan laughed and looked at Ed.

"How is the knight's training for special armor going?"

"There are now a total of two heavy artillery pieces in the army, three air-space assault and seven mobile reconnaissance guns, of which no one has yet been proficient in air-space assault, and the other nine armor can all be used in battle!"

Ed's face was full of excitement, and he felt an incredible sense of surprise and impatience to fight when he thought of the terrifying destructive power that that weapon could cause.

It's a pity that the surroundings of the Cold Wind Collar are too quiet, and the beasts encountered occasionally are not vulnerable at all.

Now I finally met someone who dared to provoke, and I couldn't wait to bombard the Emerald City immediately.

Ronan could tell from his expression that he was excited.

But it's definitely impossible to bombard Emerald City, and he won't do it to that extent.

But find out what is going on with the council, and bring back your knights and the food and seeds you have ordered.

By the way, it is not impossible to test the actual combat effect of the armored puppet.

Since he wants to come forward, he has to prepare the appearance fee.

"Ed, you take those nine armors and twenty knights, and come with me to the Emerald City."

The Emerald City is not far from Black Rock City and belongs to one of the neighboring cities.

It takes about four days to travel on horseback.

With his orders, the departments of the town were put into operation.

A group of wagons filled with steel and coal mines were arranged at the doorway, and nine armored golems folded and shrunk to form a rectangular shape, which was placed among the iron ingots.

Twenty knights, led by Ed, rode their horses and prepared to go.

After saying goodbye to the three girls in the castle, Ronan got on his horse and left the Coldwind Collar.

However, he did not go directly to the Emerald City, but first came to the village and town of Baiguoling, which was not far away.

There, Viscount Johnson of the Red Flower Family, the original lord of the Emerald City, was sitting in the tavern, pouring beer into his mouth.

Ronan walked into the tavern and was greeted by a middle-aged man with unkempt hair hanging down.

"Viscount Jonsson, is it convenient to talk?" Ronan sat down next to him and motioned for the bartender to hand him two glasses of wine.

"Heh, who are you?" Viscount Jonson took the glass of wine he handed him and finally glanced at him, "It doesn't matter, I don't have anything now, and there's no point in worrying about me." ”

"A village territory of 5,000 people and more than 50 soldiers, you have nothing is a luxury." Ronan smiled and shook his head.

"Do you know?" Viscount Johnson's slightly drunken cheeks flushed, "I originally had a big city of 100,000 people!" The gold piled up in the warehouse is higher than a person! There are even plans to carve a golden statue of yourself in front of the big fountain in the center of the city! ”

"Then all the citizens will see my honor!"

"But now, I can only hide in this bad country, drinking horse urine that is not as good as shit."

Take gold as a statue, I kind of understand why you were kicked out, Ronan was speechless.

You must know that a commercial city like the Emerald City is very different from the traditional aristocratic city.

There, with the rapidly growing demand for trade, the abundance of gold and silver coins led merchants to gradually switch from physical transactions to contractual transactions secured by banks.

Gold reserves are the most important guarantee of the credibility of a city bank.

In the event of a gold crisis, it will affect the trade turmoil of the entire city.

Ronan was free to draw the gold of Blackstone City at will, and that was because the entire city was under his absolute control.

But Emerald City is different, driven by the influence of the merchants of the Dantuma Alliance, where the economic role is dominating people's status hierarchy.

The power function of the aristocracy no longer depends on his family lineage, but on the wealth and trade influence he wields.

Viscount Jonson clearly did not grasp the commercial lifeblood of the city.

It also touched the foundation of those aristocratic merchants, so it's no wonder if they weren't driven out.

"I'm Ronan Ortavisus, Earl of the Coldwind Lord, the one who sent you a large sum of grain and seeds." Ronan introduced himself to him.

Viscount Johnson stalled in his drinking, and looked up at him in surprise.

"Ortaucios? Oh, the bright purple eyes of the royal family, really. Viscount Johnson's attitude was a little more correct, "I didn't expect you to really come, lucky and unlucky Lord Earl." ”

"Good luck I can understand, what does bad luck mean?"

"What else could it be, the Dantuma Alliance is independent." He cursed, "What these merchants are best at is to see the wind and steer the rudder, and to slash on both sides. ”

"Now that the Northern Province and the Great Plains are at war, they will definitely want to remain neutral and do business at both ends, and the competition for the throne offended the nobles of the Great Plains at the beginning, and now they must want to win their favor."

"Obviously, you have become the target of these merchants, there is no way to bring you food, I heard that your people are still being imprisoned?"

Viscount Jonson was somewhat sympathetic.

Although he always felt that there was a certain reason for his current situation and Ronan, as a traditional nobleman, he valued bloodline very seriously.

Ronan's status as a royal family gave him an innate likability, and he hated those ruthless city aristocrats even more.

"It's a pity I can't help you, why don't we have a drink?" Viscount Johnson raised his glass to him and comforted.

Ronan picked up the glass in his hand and clinked it with him.

"You can't help me, but I can help you." Seeing his attitude, Ronan smiled and said, "No one can rob me of my things." ”

(End of chapter)