get-shopping Chapter 479 Western Fantasy
Chapter 479 Western Fantasy
Compared with the war between two groups of nobles, the war that took place in the northwest of the kingdom and only existed between a viscount and his neighbor baron is not worth mentioning.
In Savienland, the return of the knight commander made headlines.But in more places, the news in the newspapers still revolves around the war between the Jacob family and the Jonalin family.As for the matter of "Viscount Severn annexed Baron Harvey's territory", it only occupied a small corner at most.
But it was this small corner that immediately caused an uproar in Jonalin's house.
Failed.Both Serena and Will are very aware of this. Hunter Green is indeed a fool who can't do things well, and he shouldn't have expected him at the beginning—but it's too late to say this now.Serena's only expectation was that the viscount didn't know that everything was arranged by her.
Unfortunately, this wish also came to nothing after a few days.
All merchants who sell magic cloth agree that their contracts have been renewed.Starting today, no one is allowed to provide cloth to Jonalin's family.No, not just the Jonahlins.To be precise, all the nobles who stood with the Selina siblings were on their "prohibition list".
Ordinarily, it is a secret matter, but there are too many businessmen in the cloth business.Moreover, Serena thought, there must be no clause in their new contract to "conceal the updated content from the outside world".Even worse, the irritated Viscount Severn made up his mind to give the Jonalin family a good look.In short, when they heard the news, this matter was already being discussed by all nobles and commoners.
The focus of the commoners did not fall on the nobles.They waited and watched the result of the war, curious about "what kind of fabric can make the nobles on both sides care so much".Some people wisely speculated that maybe it was just a cloth merchant who was making a splash in the name of war.
"Just wait. In a few days, that Severn—the Viscount, right? Things from them will be everywhere!"
People swear by it.It didn't take long for the topic to change, and they began to care about the results of today's war.
The slave nobles began to push forward again.Look, their previous conjectures were not wrong.How can a little cloth affect the war?
—The real answer is, an astonishingly large impact.
The cloth trade has been going on for a while, and on the battlefield that is currently attracting attention, the nobles on both sides have already put on the inner garments woven into the magic pictures and texts for their knights.But a few days later, in a slightly distant place, the knights of Jacob's family wearing new tunics met the knights of slave nobles wearing only ordinary armor.
For the Jacobs, this is a victory worth mentioning.The knights under the slave nobles were defeated, and countless knights were killed or injured, but the Jacob family's knights only paid the price of ten horses.
The news was sent back to the capital, causing an uproar.
It's been a long time since Della had dinner with Serena and Will.Today was different, she walked briskly into the restaurant at meal time.And the moment she entered the door, the voices of the siblings obviously stagnated.
Both sets of eyes looked at her together, but Della ignored it.She was like any young girl going to a nobleman's ball, eating her breakfast with the most elegant demeanor.After a while, he smiled and looked at the pair of siblings not far away.
Serena met her eyes, and after a while, she spoke again.
"We must repair the relationship with the viscount under Severn." Serena said slowly, "at all costs."
The corners of Della's lips curled up: "Hmm, just the price?"
Will gave her an annoyed look, but Serena remembered something again: "Gold coins, magic materials, everything is ready. By the way, I remember that viscount has a lover?"
Will said the answer he had inquired beforehand: "Yes. It is said that the viscount was a partner when he was an adventurer, and the two have maintained a relationship since the day the viscount inherited the territory."
Serena knew that among ordinary people, such things were not uncommon.But as a nobleman, she didn't think there was such a deep affection between the two.Or, even if there was, wouldn't it be a waste of time for the viscount to spend with other lovers?
She said: "That Mr. Cavalier is..."
"Blonde hair, green eyes," Will said.
Serena: "Sounds pretty common."
Will understood what his sister meant, and quickly said, "I will also prepare such a 'gift'."
Della next to her sneered when she heard this.
She obviously wanted to say something again, but Serena turned to her first and asked, "Didn't you go to the palace again during this time?"
Della's pupils trembled, and the expression on her face changed from ridicule to anger.
Her beautiful appearance was slightly distorted by these words.Seeing this, Serena showed a sympathetic expression, and opened her mouth slightly——
Della stood up abruptly.Between the movements, the chair fell to the ground.
She didn't care, but gritted her teeth and said to Serena: "How many times do you think this kind of thing can be successful?"
Serena said, "Oh, I thought the more common the merrier you'd be." At least it shows that the king just made a very common mistake.
Della choked on the words.She didn't say anything in the end, and just left angrily.And Serena looked at her back with a lack of interest, and after a while, she turned around and ordered: "Be prepared."
Will agreed.After that, the two didn't say anything more. They both knew that the war was still going on, and it was urgent to offer the sincerity of Jonalin's family in time.
Will went to work, leaving Serena alone facing the sand table, her brows furrowed deeply.
The same scene didn't just happen in Jonalin's house, it also happened in another group of noble families.
Unlike the Jonalin siblings who were full of distress, including other slave nobles who went to them to inquire about the situation, the members of Jacob's family seemed much more relaxed.
They first poured the victory that had just been passed back.After the feast, the topic slowly turned back to the Viscount in the northwest direction.
Something must have happened.The nobles are keenly aware of this, but they are elusive about the real answer.
Combined with the news some time ago, the explosion in the Severn Land, the war against the Harvey Baron... There are some guesses, but they are still not enough.
In this environment, someone spoke up.
Whitestein Jacob, the second son of Duke Jacob, has been following his father in dealing with war affairs, and at this moment he proposed: "No matter what happens in the Severn Territory, at least for now, they have made a choice that is beneficial to us .”
This sentence attracted a lot of approval, and Whitestein Jacob said immediately: "The Jonalin family will definitely not let it go, they will do everything possible to save the situation. And what we have to do is to stop them."
"Whistan, you mean?" said old Jacob, "friendship with a viscount?"
"Not only the Viscount," Wystein said, "but also the Mr. Mage behind him. What kind of person would he be if he could produce fabrics in such a large quantity and stably? Father, I want to visit in person."
What better way to prove sincerity than "in person"?They are doomed not to be able to come up with the same "gift" as Jonalin's, so they can only start from other angles.
Old Jacob thought for a moment, then nodded slowly.
In this way, with a difference of no more than two days, the hostile forces on both sides set off in the same direction.
From the capital to Viscount Seville, it would take at least two months to take the conventional route.But at the moment, the two sides hurried on their way regardless of the cost, activated a large number of teleportation circles, and finally compressed the time again and again.
Half a month later, little Jacob appeared outside the main city of Severnland.
He touched his storage ring, took a deep breath, and stepped forward.
Just as he was about to walk towards the city gate, his ears suddenly caught the discussions of the people around him.
"That's twelve fair-haired beauties! They were all brought into the castle."
Little Jacob's expression was a little stiff.He was quiet for a moment, and still chose to inquire with the speaker: "What are you talking about? Blonde beauty?"
The original speaker glanced at him, as if he felt that Little Jacob's appearance was too unfamiliar, and he was unwilling to speak to him.
But Little Jacob immediately took out two gold coins and said in a humble tone: "I am a well-known businessman who came here and wanted to make some transactions with the lord. Blonde hair... is this the lord's hobby? I am Don't you need to make some preparations?"
He has a good posture and looks like "asking for advice with an open mind".The soldier who got the money smiled, tossed the gold coin up and down twice, and said, "No, no, no, if you want to do business, just go to the trading bank to register. Don't do unnecessary things, otherwise..." It seems to be mocking He snorted and laughed twice, retracted his hands, and said nothing else.
Little Jacob pursed his lips, thoughtfully.
At the same time, in the castle.
Adrian almost laughed angrily.Looking at the different heights, weights, and races of men and women in front of him, he turned his head slowly and asked, "What did you just say?"
The slave trader who was in charge of escorting the "gift" quickly replied: "These are the 'sincerity' of Ms. Serena and Mr. Will. They also said that if the Viscount is satisfied, then—"
Not a word was finished.
He lowered his head, his eyes wide open, looking in horror at the flames rising from his feet and climbing up the fabric.
The flattery turned into panic, and the slave trader yelled, "Master Viscount! Master Viscount! No——!"
The blond-haired men and women next to them were equally astonished.But apart from fear, their expressions also showed a hint of cheerfulness.
While the slave traders were being burned by the flames, they clearly felt that something was loosening in themselves.
Those with a more flexible mind have already realized that that is the contract imposed on them by the Jonalin family.
After a while, the screaming slave trader turned into a charred black corpse.
He fell straight to the ground, and the storage ring on his hand was as bright as new.At this moment, it was pulled out by a soldier guarding the side, and turned back to Adrian's hands.
During the movement, the soldier stepped on the slave trader quietly.
Let you come here to poach the wall while the commander of the knight is away!So all blond hair and blue eyes, do you think they are all blind and foolish?
Fortunately, Lord Viscount was not tempted—well, probably not?
The soldier secretly glanced at the viscount who took the ring from his hand and was playing with it carefully, thinking full of sorrow.
Adrian didn't pay attention to the small thoughts of his subordinates.Everyone is dead, and the ring's original identification will naturally become invalid.He roughly looked at the contents inside and put it away with satisfaction.After that, he turned his gaze to the blond men and women not far away.
Among them, there are half men and half men, and only four are pure human beings.Even in these four places, they are also divided into the appearance of ordinary people and the appearance of transformed elves.
Adrian's eyes lingered briefly on the pointed ears of a pair of men and women, and then quickly moved away to look at the orcs of different races next to them.In the end, his gaze fell on the mermaid brought up by the water tank.
He lacked interest and said, "Let's follow the previous rules."
The soldiers next to him understood it as soon as they heard it.Those who are willing to go home, let the family pay for the ransom.Those who are unwilling, or those whose families cannot afford the money, will all stay in their jobs.
The Harvey collar needed a lot of manpower, and the Savien collar, which was already saturated with labor, was once again short of people.In this case, the arrival of the slave traders is not a timely help, but it does play some role.
After leaving these words, Adrian planned to leave.
Seeing that he was really not interested in his group, and the "rules" led by Savien were more or less transmitted to the ears of the blond men and women.A group of people showed a look of relief, and they came to the soldiers one after another.The mermaid among them has already begun to wipe away tears, thinking nervously while crying, what did the elders of the clan say?Ten bags of pearls?
Just about to bargain, the only ordinary-looking blonde stood up and called Adrian to stop.
"Your Excellency the Viscount." She pulled up her skirt and gave Adrian an elegant courtesy, "Can I stay with you to work? I can read and understand grammar. I heard that there are a lot of contracts here every day. Maybe I can..."
Adrian glanced at the warrior beside him.
The soldier immediately stepped forward and said, "What's your name?"
"Joely," said the girl, "Joely Penelope."
"If you can really live up to the clerk's requirements, then yes," said the soldier. "Now, you're going to have some tests—please come with me."
The author has something to say:
If there is a little angel asking, let me just say it by the way, there are 2~3 worlds after this world, and the text will end.The last world will be the hometown of Boss Guan, and there is also an ABO world.These two are confirmed, and the remaining one has not yet decided whether to write or not.
There will be a sequel after the end.So... do you have any paro that you want to see about Boss Guan and Xiaolang? (Takes out a small notebook, ready to take notes)