Transcendent Dawn Chapter 295: Delegation and division

Do you know me? "

Su Lu showed an expression of interest and looked around.

I realize that at some point, my body has been cleared of an area.

The innkeeper yawned behind the counter and was almost asleep.

"The wandering knight whose origin is a mystery has sniped and killed the Duke of Wolfsburg's chaser, a powerful wizard, someone has already heard your name..."

The middle-aged in gray robe is expressionless and authentic.

"The goodwill of the West? You are from the West, who is the "Duke of Blood"?"

Sulu raised his eyebrows. Since he defeated the Silver Eye gang, the further he went to the south, the less force he received, and he almost disappeared after leaving the northern border.

He also felt the help of a force in the dark.

Just jumping out at this time, some are too impatient, right?

"If you want to know, please follow someone."

The gray-robed middle-aged man showed a smile on his face and turned to leave the hotel.

"Interesting."

Sulu smiled and got up to follow.

The two were walking through the increasingly crowded streets and alleys, and the gray-robed man in front was obviously familiar with it.

He came to a place that looked like a slum, entered a hut, opened the floor, and revealed a channel leading to the bottom: "Please!"

Sulu released his inspiration, plunged into the deep darkness, and walked in.

This tunnel is not long, and the man in grey is holding a torch and leading the way.

After walking about a hundred meters, I came to a wooden wall.

"Sulu Portree! Would you like to be my knight? Gain fief and glory?"

A dull voice came from behind the wooden wall. It seemed that someone was speaking against the wall, still a woman.

‘Why do people in this world take titles and fiefdoms to seduce people, as if they thought everyone was a dog and would like this bone? ’

Sulu couldn't understand a little bit.

But who can not act, he breathed a little heavy, and said in a hoarse voice: "But my ideal is not just a knight manor..."

In this world, hereditary lords are the lowest level of aristocracy, and even many great aristocrats think they are not truly aristocrats.

Only the hereditary baron is the undisputed official nobleman!

Their fief is much broader, and they can train two to five official knights and form their own knights!

"Ambitious people, I like..."

The woman behind the plank fell silent, and suddenly smiled: "But as a senior wizard, maybe a silver knight...you do have the qualifications to seek a baron...even, the viscount is not a dream."

It seems that in order to verify the persuasiveness, a tulip badge inlaid with rubies was handed over from the gap.

"Sure enough, he is the Duke of Blood in the West!"

Sulu sighed. He had read so many books in Wolfsburg, and he naturally understood the great nobles of the kingdom.

In the entire kingdom, under the royal family, there are only four dukes, which are divided into four realms in the south, east, north, and west.

The Tulip of Blood is another name for the Grand Duke of the West.

"Is the kingdom going through another civil strife?" Su Lu sighed: "Madam knows that I am guilty with the Duke of Wolfsburg, and she wants to protect me. There must be a commission?"

"Yes... Green, the eldest son of the Duke of Wolfsburg, will come to the royal capital in the near future to marry the daughter of Phileterin III, Princess Messiah. Since you have already feuded with Wolfsburg, why not be more fierce. As long as you can accomplish this, I assure you that the position of a baron and the castle will belong to you."

She speaks with temptation.

‘It turns out that it’s the power torment between the great nobles again... How do you feel that even if I complete the task, I will end up losing money? 80% will be silenced...’

Su Lu rolled his eyes inwardly.

The other party came quickly and went very quickly. After Sulu said he wanted to think about it, he immediately chose to leave.

In this view, she is the kind of ladies and celebrities in the royal capital, the kind who socialize every day, can't do without for too long.

"Someone sent you out!"

The gray-robed man sent Sulu to the ground, turning around to say goodbye.

"Your name?"

Sulu stared at him with interest and asked suddenly.

"The Unknown."

The figure of the man in grey quickly disappeared between the crevices and shadows of the street.

"I always feel...this guy is more suitable to be an assassin than me..."

Sulu shook his head and walked out of the slum, where there were so many pedestrians that it almost blocked the street.

Blacksmiths, bakeries, ready-to-wear shops... stalls selling all kinds of gadgets are put together piecemeal, together with the stray warblers soliciting customers, and the gold-finger thieves running around in the streets, suddenly forming a whole A vivid picture of the capital city.

"How do you sell this pie?"

He saw a stall selling snacks. They sold pies made of flour and fresh meat. They were baked in the oven until they were slightly charred, and they were fragrant.

"Five coppers and one piece."

The red-haired hawker smiled, wearing an apron.

"Here you!"

Sulu gave the money casually, took the wrapped pie, took a bite, and thought it tasted really good.

At this moment, a lot of eyes were suddenly sensed.

It's a few kids on the side of the road who **** their fingers, staring straight at the pie in their hands, and the money bag.

Such a kid, if not taken care of by an adult, is controlled by a local gang and turned into a three-handed goldfinger thief, it is a matter of course~IndoMTL.com~Every day, I don’t know how many people lose their money. Of course, There were also children who were caught and lost his hand.

"Even in the royal capital, such poor people are indispensable..."

Looking at their yellowish and thin faces and clearly visible ribs, Sulu couldn't help sighing, suddenly feeling disappointed.

……

It is also in the Dragon City.

Somewhere secret gathering.

"Tell me...you who have no talent, no aptitude, and cannot become knights or wizards, are you willing?"

A short man in black robes roared, and there seemed to be a powerful and bewitching power in his words.

"You are poor, you are humble, you are taken away by the nobles... but you have to smile to welcome each other, all of this is because you have no power!"

The little man suddenly uttered a weird note: "Flame!"

In his hand, an egg-sized flame emerged, and it burned: "But now...the opportunity is in front of you. As long as you take the potion, you can gain extraordinary power like me!"

"It can brew honor, help you break through the bottleneck of knights, or become wizards and master spells..."

The little man took out a bottle of potion: "Just a hundred gold coins!"

"I want it."

A middle-aged man walked out, quickly took out a deerskin purse, and completed the transaction amidst the stunned expressions of many onlookers.

Not far away, Ham and Jon watched this scene and sighed at the same time: "Laffer has changed! And he is lying!"

The potion only allows ordinary people to have the qualifications to learn the language of arrogance, and then they need to learn this language systematically.

"And... that person is definitely not a poor man, and the poor man can't afford so much money!" Yon said angrily.

This small group of three people finally split after gaining strength.