Not to mention, less than 10 kilometers away, is the famous school of mechanics: Nord Academy.Nord Academy is indeed a very powerful school, producing many outstanding mechanics - but even more powerful than the school itself is their MLM......
Ahem, admissions policy.The profession of mechanic, the most respected profession in the entire world, is because the entire continent is using all aspects of mechanical technology to maintain its own operation.The continent itself is like a gigantic machine that needs regular maintenance, and because it has been exploited so much, it now has to rely on the ingenious creations of the mechanics to keep it running.However, it is impossible for all mechanics to be great inventors, researchers, academics, right?
Someone drew the blueprint, someone was going to start the initial product trials, someone was in charge of planning the process......
But more than that, it is still those who admire the higher profession of mechanic, and impulsively sign up for relevant schools in order to get some honors, and as a result, they can only assemble a little conventional equipment according to the drawings after completing their studies.And these people who are inexplicably proud of being screwed are often stupid and have a lot of money - don't you need money to train top mechanics?
Don't you need money to deal with the scoundrels of the Wizards' Guild!
For the sake of that little broken material, broken resources, and even a piece of rare iron ore, he grabbed his head......
All of this costs money, huh?
The most money-burning are the inventors at the top of the circle.God knows how many tons of rare minerals they burn to make a thing, but it only takes a few seconds to blast that thing — and after blasting, they will demand "more sample experiments" with the dignity of "pride".This kind of thing is the routine of mechanics, and 98 times out of 100 creations are inevitable - after all, who can compare to the mechanical legend that doesn't know if it exists?
Build a mechanical dragon?
The material is a broken bell tower that is about to collapse?
Can you shrink it down into a shadow and carry it around?
You can build whatever you want?
In the face of this kind of admiration (bullshit) of the general public, the dean of the Nord Academy will only pretend to smile incomprehensibly, and then sneer behind closed doors - "Are you stupid to believe that any legend exists, it is just no common sense at first glance".Therefore, the Nord Academy, which raised many of these inventors, is really poor.Every year, the dean wanted to scratch his scalp to make money - well, before his scalp was scratched, he thought of a ......
A bit of an unethical approach.That is, to launch the chaotic and diverse Nottingshan Market, so that many aunts who look like simple aunts on the farm will be blocked outside the market with vegetable baskets, and they will be pyramid schemes when they meet people......
No, they advertise their school's admissions policy whenever they meet.A stupid child who can deceive a lot of money is one, and if he can charge an extra tuition fee, he will charge 100 million more points.And today, a certain aunt who collects money to do errands and blocks the door of the market with a vegetable basket is aiming at a target."
The time, the place, the people, hey, little brother, we are a real feng shui treasure here, and those mysterious backgrounds, very awesome......"
Delith stood at the entrance of the Nottingshan market, his face full of depression, and interrupted the chattering aunt with a sentence."
So, this place is awesome, does it have anything to do with me?"
He really had no intention of dealing with the enthusiasm of a middle-aged woman, and all his thoughts were on pondering the abnormality of his research.- When did Goo raise his chin so arrogantly?
Goo has always been very well-behaved!
Is it a mockery?
She definitely meant sarcasm when she said that, right?
…… Tsk, isn't it just that it has a bad relationship with maps?
Seeing that his expression was even more depressed, the aunt hurriedly "brushed" and pulled out the large stack of leaflets in her arms: "Little brother, take a look!"
Oh, in a few years, Nord Academy will start recruiting students, it is known as the first mechanic school in the mainland, and now almost half of the members of the mechanic council are graduates of Nord Academy......"
The wise aunt glanced at Isabella beside Dilis: "Little brother, your sister should be just the right age to start training, don't miss the opportunity, hurry up and join us......"
Isabella's face darkened: "Auntie, he is not my brother." ”Dilis nodded, "That's right, auntie, it's just my humanoid research." ”“…… Oh, my brother who doesn't even know the road. ”"Goo, respect your elders.""
Brother!""
Goo-goo.""
Brother, brother!""
Coo-goo-goo-goo......"
The seemingly mature man paused, blinked lightly, and added in a show-off tone, "X ∞." ”Isabella: "......"
You're naïve!
You shameless!
You bully your weaknesses with your strengths!
- She would love to reply like this, but as a grown woman, it was too ......
Childish.But Isabella thought about it for a long time, and at present, in the field of mouth cannons, she is only good at simple and rough street foul mouth, and she really can't do the strange talent of Dilis.…… Damn, I'm a mature adult woman, I can't hold back, I can't see the same as a three-year-old wonder.The Duke decided to extinguish the fighting, and she reluctantly "snorted" ("Are you spitting up, coo, I have a handkerchief here"), tightened her arms, and clutched the large map in her arms.“…… Rebound. ”The three-year-old wonder who was not impressed at all: "The rebound is ineffective." ”"Bounce!""
The bounce doesn't work.""
Anti-" Onlooker Aunt: "......"
Her enthusiastic MLM-style praise immediately blocked her throat.After disliking the (two) young children for a moment, the eldest aunt cleared her throat and decided to work hard from a different angle: "Okay, little brother, I know you're not convinced, right?"
Maybe you think I'm a little annoyed by what I said, but that Nord Academy, the aunt dares to pat her chest and assure, it's really awesome, if this little girl can go to Nord Academy to study in the future, it will be a glorious future within reach, you know, mechanic is now the most popular profession on the mainland......
Oops, mechanics are really awesome......
"Ugh."
Dilis had to give up on the "who's more naïve" contest with Grunt, and turned to the aunt - the move was swift and concise, and thought he had cleverly adapted the other party's vernacular saying: "She doesn't need to go to school, and I myself am ∞ times better than the dean of Nord College." ”“…… Little brother, it's not good to brag?
”Dilis pouted: "As a rigorous researcher, I never brag, I myself am good enough." ”As soon as this sentence came out, the noisy aunt finally fell silent.She silently pulled back the leaflet that had been forced into Dilis's hand.And silently retreated.Silently hugged his big vegetable basket, and kept looking at Dilis with strange eyes all the time.Isabella, who was watching from the sidelines, sneered unceremoniously: "That's a fool's look, Dilis." ”Dilis: "......"
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He silently stretched out his arm, snatched the map that Isabella was holding in his arms, and curled it into a tense state that was about to collapse before stopping.The tall mechanic stuffed his enemy (map) into his pocket, stretched out his arm, and lifted Isabella's back neckline."
Obey the authority of your elders, Goo."
Dilis taught earnestly, learning from the shelves that had just been erected at the entrance of the market, and putting on the ugly face of the old father (?).
）"Let's go, let's go buy you some pink and tender nice lace dresses first." ”Lord Duke who was pinched by the back of his neck by fate: ???"
Put me down!
Put me down!
Dilis, Mixed ......
I'm definitely not going to wear that kind of clothes!
Did you hear that?!
”Isabella's robe was an old garment that Dilis had brought up from somewhere in the clock tower, and although the styles and colors were miserable, they were warm and comfortable.And Isabella spent the whole year in the tower with Dilis in the house, mostly in blankets, throw pillows, transparent floors that were slightly hot in the sun, and warm and wide old robes.She didn't even bother to ask Dilis for a pair of shoes, just enjoying himself while spitting on the mechanic's extravagance.Therefore, Isabella's state at this time has always been that of a barefoot little girl in an old robe.And when she traveled this time, she just casually pulled out the excess fabric of the big robe on her body, and used the extra end of it to wrap her feet, which was used as a shoe for her feet.The old robe would have dragged behind her anyway, just to tie it into a rough jumpsuit.But at this point, Isabella's shoesless feet, wrapped in a thick robe, attracted most of the mechanic's attention as she struggled and kicked.Objectively speaking, these are very cute feet, and there is a very faint and tiny black mole on the instep of the left foot.- But Isabella's body is only five years old, and Dilis is not some pervert with strange fetishes, Dilis is Dilis."
The color is healthy and the vascularity is normal......
The nails need to be trimmed slightly, the thumb nail of the right foot is a little long, and there is a hidden danger of paronychia......" he reflexively surveyed, just like a routine check-up every morning for a year.Immediately afterward, Dilis concluded, "Well, how about we need a pair of shiny little pink leather shoes with a big bow on them?"
”"That's right, pink lace skirt with pink bow leather shoes, coo, you're a girl, so you must like it, the book says girls like pink and tender clothes.Let's go, we've wasted too much time at the market gate. ”…… Calm down, Isabella, calm down, know that this is a barricade!
Now the first thing to do is to calm down and then ......
Then I believe that he will definitely not be able to find the location of the children's clothing store smoothly!
That's right!
Perhaps it was because he found that the subject's face was too exciting, and Dilis soon raised his eyebrows, and the more he spoke, the more he said, "I have heard that little girls like to dress themselves up as princesses.Do you like princesses, Goo-goo?
I don't have much experience with princesses, but it's okay to make a crown that attracts birds, and I might want to add some tricks to the pouring of that crown......
"I got it......I can make your crown into a living little male, guaranteed to be healthy and realistic, and the cry during estrus can definitely attract thousands of females!
…… Well, but what about fine-tuning the best male calls......
What are the criteria for choosing a mate for female birds?
By the way, this topic is worth studying......"
The top mechanic even took out a pen directly on the street and wrote down his whimsical inspiration.Isabella: After the disappearance of the "......" and "the duke", which lasted for a year and four months, and in addition to the gnashing of her teeth and vows when she had just fallen down, Isabella Castilla was firmly determined to take revenge from the bottom of her heart: she must regain what she had been.She was going to put on her red wool coat, tie this strange thing to her own whip, drag it around the city eight hundred times, and smash his skull with his high heels studded with big gems, and fry chestnuts with it!
Or smash walnuts!
Knock to death!
In this way, the five-year-old Duke had no choice but to write it down in his inner notebook.The author has something to say: hhh originally wanted to hold back a big word count tonight, but it's not so embarrassing to see that you have been urging, so I'll send a chapter first~ The remaining chapter will be put tomorrow, depending on the situation, it will be divided into: single burst more double plus more (in fact, I should be cunning and say that I have commented on 30 tomorrow to consider adding more or something) Dilis (lifting the iron cast male bird): Look!
Cuckoo!
A princess crown for you!
Isabella (very irritable inside): Huh.Aunt at the gate of the market: I didn't know that the stupid young man I met today who looked good but had a hole in his brain was the big guy I inadvertently sniped.Chapter 10 Rumors are fun and fun Nottings Fir Market is a chaotic market.So, while the Demon Duke was still at the gate of the bazaar with the mechanical gods, playing the childish trick of "rebound" and "rebound was ineffective"—[a silent dark alley outside about dozens of chaotic stalls] a strange visitor in a wide black robe, wearing a black veil, and an unrecognizable face, approached Mr.
Smith unhurriedly.The latter, who was leaning against the wall of the alley and smoking, heard the silent footsteps, and squinted at the stranger.It was also a much larger robe, and this man's robe was completely different from Isabella's large, sloppy old robe—the smooth satin of the fine material and the intricate edging of the corners of the robe were immediately recognizable.He's a rich guy.Mr.
Smith licked his dry lips and suppressed the little caution he had just raised.Although Smith was greedy for money and took advantage of small advantages, he was also a well-known bard in the industry.As a wandering and well-informed bard, a clever ghost who lives by his words and lips - he understands at a few glances that the delicate edging of the comer, which is faintly similar to the family coat of arms, means that he is either rich or noble, and that he cannot afford to provoke him."
You're the connector?"
Smith retracted his gaze and snuffed out the cigarette on his fingers: "Password?
”The black-robed visitor paused.The man's face was completely shrouded in darkness, and Smith couldn't guess his mood at this point.In the middle of the night, the expensive robe slammed for a while, and two white and soft hands stretched out from inside.…… Hey, it's a woman's hand?
Smith looked at the hands strangely, moved them in the air, and then slowly but clearly made a series of gestures - "You can't speak?"
”The visitor nodded, and a cold sweat broke out on Mr.
Smith's back—was it a dumb servant?
Dumb servants can only be raised by those big people, and the things that can be sent to do dumb servants are all things that may lose their heads if they are not careful, and they belong to the secret of death when they see the light.Presumably, the big man behind him sent his own dumb servant, and he also carefully investigated him, knowing his characteristics and reputation as a bard - not all bards can read sign language, but Smith is very good at it.Smith was also nicknamed the "Funny Bard" because he could disguise himself as a mute bard and use his skilled sign language skills and body language to elicit laughter and gold from his audience.Smith couldn't care about thinking about something anymore, and hurriedly urged: "Okay, tell me the code, let's get to the point quickly, right?"
”The black-robed visitor nodded quietly, and she gestured directly in sign language: [Crimson]."
The code is correct."
Smith said warily, "How much money are you going to pay?"
”Since he was sure that this was a risky big deal, he decided to make a big profit and run away quickly, in case the big man behind him wanted to "kill people".The black-robed man paused, as if dissatisfied with his direct inquiry about the price: [First of all, I want to confirm the goods.] ]"It's inconvenient, and it's too conspicuous......
Smith irritably refused, "and what you want is valuable, and it's not easy to carry with you." ”Hearing this, the speed of the black-robed man's sign language immediately accelerated, and Smith guessed that she must be a little angry and dissatisfied with her perfunctory.
[I have to see the goods first.]Carrying and displaying is a problem that you need to solve. ]"I'm sorry, but I think we have to negotiate the price first."
[If you show me the goods, I will not do you any good.] ]"Set the price first, then get the goods, that's the rule."[…… I believe that other sellers must have other rules. ]Smith couldn't help but laugh, and his chapped lips, which had been smoking for years, twitched."
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This ......
Guest.Do you know what you're looking for?
”[I'm not stupid.] ]"Really......
Then do you think that, apart from me, the entire continent is still selling the real portrait of that duke......
Is there a group of people?
Who else but me?
”Smith wanted to laugh just now, but when he mentioned the being who had been missing for more than a year, he couldn't help but shudder - it made his expression look very weird.The duke herself did not leave a portrait, and the upper echelons who had seen her did not seek out a painter to record it.You know, the impression of the common people is still in the rumors, and the rumors that "the duke has a blue face and fangs, and a dark complexion and his nostrils are turned out" - there is no reason for them to hire a famous painter to whitewash and beautify the mad woman.And after the fall of that duke, the eldest prince Jack, as a royal family, preached all day long that the other party was "the ultimate disgusting worm with eight tentacles", taking the lead in exacerbating the stereotype of the masses, and directly raising "ugliness" to the level of "legend of the monster......
There are even fewer powerful people who want to paint Isabella's true face.Wouldn't that be a slap in the face of the royal family?
And in the free creation of the folk, the true appearance of the duke is only a bard who has traveled from south to north, and has been fortunate enough to see one or two.But in this "one or two", about 99 poets tend to depict the Duke as a monster - no way, people love to hear it.Smith is probably the only bard to have painted a portrait of the Duke in his original form, and the only poet who has been painting from years ago to the present, even after the Duke disappeared a year after his fall.Guy was once lucky enough to meet Isabella when the latter saved his life.Although it was just an inadvertent move by the other party, Smith was really embarrassed to hack his savior, and there was nothing to repay the other party, and besides, he was naturally a bit rebellious - so "letting the people know that the duke was good-looking" was the only thing he could do to repay.It's a pity that no one wants to buy those paintings.A few days ago, Smith contacted a major customer, who offered to buy all of his works.The agreed delivery place was an alley in Nottingshan's market, and the customer demanded the strictest secrecy."
I hope you understand that strange goods can live.""
I'm not asking too much, I'm just trying to negotiate the price first," Smith stressed. ”The black-robed man was silent for a few more moments.After reaching out again, she regained the speed of her gesturing: [Okay, then let's start talking about the price.] ][I'm willing to buy all your portraits, and pay three times as much for each of them.] ]…… Thrice?!
Smith was a little dizzy—he wanted to make a fortune, but this price, this price—he nervously confirmed, "Three?
Would you like to pay three times the market price for all my paintings?
Are you sure?
”[If this price is not enough......]
Smith licked his lips again.Just when the other party's last gesture slowly stopped, he suddenly felt a good opportunity for a windfall to land in front of his eyes—at this moment, the fear of the dumb servant, the fear of the people behind him, and the analysis of the situation were all left behind him.Three times the market price.A good bully maid.Smith took a deep breath, suppressed his ecstatic expression, and squeezed out a serious face—"No, three times isn't enough.Four......
It has to be 4.5 times the market price before I can sell you those paintings. ”The black-robed man stretched out his white hand: [No problem.]Four and a half times, deal. ]Smith's voice trembled, "I—I don't know if you have the ability to pay directly, I want to see—" "Boom, lah, blah." ”The big handful, big handful, flowing gold, like a miniature waterfall of golden light, slanted down from the cuffs of the black-robed man, and fell directly to the ground, completely covering the black mud on the stone bricks of the alley.Smith's knees went limp, and he fell to his knees and hurried to grab the gold: "Are you crazy?!"
”The black-robed man waved unhurriedly and signed: [I want to see the goods.] ][This is a deposit.] ][There's more.] ]And much more......
And much more......
And much more......
Smith's mind was buzzing, his hands were trembling, and a series of images flashed through his mind: fine clothes, fine wine, beautiful giggling young lady, composing psalms with good quills, commanding the whole city to sing the praises of his own songs, to smoke as many fine tobacco as he wanted......
"Good!
Good!
I'm fine!
Absolutely!
The deal is set!
”The poet, who was overwhelmed, completely forgot his vigilance just now, he stumbled up from the ground, patted his pants in embarrassment, nodded and said, "You want to see the goods!"
Rest assured, every portrait of the Duke I draw is guaranteed to be extremely restored, and there is no false ......"
"In fact, I brought them all with me!
Hidden in the homeless hut next to this alley, please come with me, there are hundreds of them, all of them have been hoarded......"
The white hand of the black-robed man seemed to show Smith his good life in the future.
[You brought the paintings?]
All the paintings?
In that hut?
]"Yes, yes!
You see, it's the little room, it's the key to the house, and I gave the homeless a sum of money, and they won't ......do anything about it," Smith happily walked toward the tattered little dark room: "I'll take you to inspect the goods—" "Poof. ”He looked down and saw the tip of the knife piercing his chest.Glittering.The white, soft hands of the black-robed man took the dagger that pierced his heart briskly and turned it.Smith's eyes bulged, and the sudden pain almost paralyzed his nerves, and now he could only stare at the dagger, slowly, and paralyzed a little.The black-robed man also spun the dagger little by little."
Poof."
There was silence — Smith's throat was blocked by blood and he couldn't make any calls — the last of which was the sound of him falling to the ground.Poured right above the pile of glittering gold.Glittering ......
Golden light......
After a moment, the black-robed man drew his dagger and shook the blood beads on it.She quietly gestured to the dark alley: [Clean up and bring the painter and the painting to Her Royal Highness.] ][Here's the key.]The little dark room over there, remember to clean it up. ]The dark alleys resounded with the sound of pitch-black rustling, the friction of countless fine silks.
[Five minutes later] when Smith, who only had one breath left, quietly disappeared into an alley in the Nottingfir Market, Dellis was carrying Isabella hanging in the air, and finally passed through the Nord Academy MLM people (?)
at the entrance of the Nottingfir Market. ）, came to the center of the market.The mechanic is seriously looking for a shop that sells pink princess dresses, and the Duke is seriously fantasizing about using his skull to fry chestnuts.Two young children were happily strolling through the streets, and one of them was carried in the hands of the other ("Be careful, Goo, there are so many people here, are they leeches?")
"Ah, I'm just walking with your hand, your feet are off the ground because you're too short", "Goo, do you need a small bench for your feet") The scene was very harmonious."
Take a look, take a look!
The high-quality tea leaves are extremely suitable for divination, and Master XX personally touched the consecration ......"
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Dilis passed through the tea pyramid marketing area, and his face did not change."
Recently, the popular script, about the love-hate relationship between Princess Merina and the knight......"
Dilis passed through the romance zone, his face unchanged."
New arrival of tungsten ore!
Extremely pure!
It is a high-quality tungsten smelting material, with a very high fault tolerance, and Nord College students will enjoy a 10% discount on their purchases......
"Delith passed through the ore trading area, and the face is not ......"
Dilis, you are a mechanic. ”Isabella reluctantly stopped him and motioned him to look at the hot ore shop over there: "Don't you need to buy something?"
”The way this man walked to the market was like he was rushing to the road - the point is, he didn't know the way at all."
I don't have to buy anything, I'm here to buy something for you."
Dilis picked up his shopping list, and it seemed like he could always pull out a booklet dedicated to something, "We need to buy a lot of children's clothes, a lot of bumper corners, a bag kitchen magic that needs to be replenished, and a lot of your necessities......
I'd also like to see if there are any shops that sell small crowns, which can be used as a reference......
"Isabella: Please give up that iron-forged male Kill Matt's Crown."
She rolled her eyes, "I don't want to be a princess at all, Dilis, listen to me, about the crown-" "Long live Her Royal Highness Princess Merina!"
”"Her Royal Highness Princess Merina is so kind!""
Oh my God, Her Royal Highness is the most beautiful person I have ever seen!"
The huge crowd chanting a long list of "Her Royal Highness Princess" passed by, much to Isabella's embarrassment.She coughed lightly, intending to re-emphasize her personal opinion of not wanting to be a pink princess, and heard - "Come on, Your Highness Princess!"
Kill that bad duke!
Send her to the gallows!
”Lord Duke: ???
She hurriedly turned her head to look at the crowd of passers-by: "What are you talking about—hey!
”A young man with freckles on his face noticed her shouting.When he looked back and saw that it was a little girl, he smiled kindly, "What's wrong?"
”"Who are you talking about the Bad Duke?"
The young man immediately said indignantly: "Of course it's the duke, little sister, you don't know that before you were born, there was a bad guy in our empire......
She is the same duke who couldn't ask for our King a few years ago, and hooked up with the king of a small eastern country, and fell into the sewers and died a year ago. ”The Duke himself: ......
Because the news she received was too shocking, for a while, Isabella couldn't smoothly express the tens of thousands of words that exploded in her heart, but said in a daze: "Goh?
”Dilis looked at the young man who was smug, and then at his own research object with a twisted expression.He kindly substituted the role of an intermediate translator: "She is saying that those who believe such rumors are stupid. ”Young man: "......
What do you mean?
”Dilis explained again amicably: "Call you stupid. ”The young man's neck began to turn red a little bit, and his freckled face at this time was like a persimmon that had not grown well: "You person, why did you suddenly start scolding!"
Why don't you make any sense!
”Dilis was even kinder: "Why reason with a fool?
Wouldn't that bring yourself and the fool to the same level?
Is it possible that a fool's IQ is enough to understand the correct truth?
”Isabella was a little confused, she didn't quite understand why she hadn't been angry as the main owner, and Dilis suddenly began to attack the other party with a mouth cannon - "I don't understand what you're talking about!"
That's what the famous poet told us, and everyone heard it in the tavern on the corner!
”The annoyed young man raised his voice, "Ask the famous bard yourself if the story he tells is taken from the truth!"
”Dellis nodded: "Makes sense."
Hitting a fool won't work, so I'm going to scare your fool boss. ”Young man: "......
You're a fool!
I've had enough!
Your whole family is stupid!
”Dilis shook his head and sighed, "Oh my God, I said a long time ago, don't reason with people who can't understand the truth.You are so vulgar to use the word stupid to slander others. ”Young Youth: ......
Angry to myocardial infarction JG he trembled and pointed at this strange thing with his finger, and after shaking for a long time, under the other party's "It's really pitiful, it's uneducated" gaze, the young man finally retreated.Dilis watched the young man leave, and looked thoughtfully in the direction of the tavern he had just pointed out."
Goo, do you want some ice cream?
Let's go buy some drinks. ”With that, he immediately turned around and led Isabella to the tavern—the same direction in which the great crowd had come, and it was evident that the chattering crowd had left after listening to the story of the "famous poet" in the tavern.Isabella, who watched the whole process of Dilis's mouth cannon, was a little strange.It was the first time she had seen Dilis scare anyone else (because this strange man preferred to stay in his bell tower and do research), and to be honest, it was much more ruthless than the words he usually used to argue with himself - he was angry and bloodless, and he did have the purpose of smearing and insulting the other party.When Dilis was targeting someone else and not herself, it was undoubtedly cool, and Isabella had a feeling of puff on her face.…… But why did Dilis suddenly start attacking that youth?
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He didn't do anything, he mainly made up his own rumors, but it had nothing to do with Dilis......
The bewildered Duke asked directly, "Dilis, why did you suddenly attack others?"
Could it be ......"
—did he always know who I was, so what he did just now was to defend me?
This speculation made Isabella break out in a cold sweat.But Dilis is Dilis, a very self-entertaining, free, whatever he wants, and a strange man who loves to scare people."
You said just now?
Ha, it's just a whim. ”He said briskly, "Don't you think the freckles on that persimmon's face just now are very eye-catching?"
”Isabella: "......
Persimmon what?
”As they spoke, the two of them had already arrived at the door of the tavern.Isabella was about to ask anything more, but was distracted by the sound of the harp that broke straight into her ears—it was the minstrour's lyre—"Listen, everyone, the duke, the most wicked and ugly of sin, oh, her valgus nostrils and chapped claws, oh my God, her pot-bellied ugliness......
"Duke himself:!
She jerked Dilis's arm away, jumped to the ground, and broke into the tavern in a menacing manner.In the center of the tavern was a brightly dressed bard: he was resting his leg on the table, drinking wine from an enthusiastic audience, and playing his lyre with one pair or another.Every time a sentence was sung, there was a burst of applause and praise all around."
Hey, poet, you're singing so well!
One more paragraph, that-" "About the man who stopped fighting!"
Hahaha, if you want me to say, that's really embarrassing!
”There was a commotion in the tavern, and everyone seemed to be drunk, red-faced, and emotional.Isabella looked at the scene in front of her, her crimson eyes darkening.In other words, she would have whipped this broken tavern a long time ago......
It's nothing more than the civilians who made a fuss about that again.Stupidity.Like those two idiots, they can't see their own situation clearly.What they arranged was exactly what happened to the armistice that year.A few years ago, the Empire, led by the Duke, had conquered almost an entire continent with her unprecedented ferocity and cruel temper.