Netheril Glory Chapter 114: Disappointed Cavaliers

　　 "How about, do the mobs have a lot of oil and water"?

　　 Zweig Koala with a big belly is sitting on a luxurious cowhide chair. He gently shakes the ice red wine in the glass, and he puts his arms around an already breathless maid, high above the other. Ask the steward of the monkey's gills.

　　 "Adults are really as bright as a torch, and at a glance they see the cunning of those untouchables, they can't hide anything from you. Those refugees really have a lot of oil and water, and now they have finally handed it over for bread."

　　 Hearing the butler’s compliment, Zweig laughed happily, causing the chairs under his **** to creak.

　　 "Listen to old Cora, those poor people seem to be in despair, but they are all the same as Ququ Mai. As long as you work hard, you can always squeeze oil and water, ha ha ha!"

　　 "Master is really wise, but Lao La can't say such philosophical words".

　　 Seeing that his master is in a good mood, the housekeeper of the chicken thief rushed to express a fart, and all kinds of praises were endless.

　　 "But we still have so much food in our warehouse, but the poor ghosts have no money, what can we do next?"

　　Thinking of the food piled up in the warehouse, Rao is a cunning steward who also has some clusters. These excessive foods are the products of last year’s harvest, but the nobles have not hidden the existence of this food in order to drive up the price. Now, such a plague has broken out again, which has caused Dolezi to be disconnected from other territories.

　　 Seeing that half a million khakis (weight unit, about equal to half a catty) is about to rot in the warehouse level, except for the Minhohorn Chamber of Commerce to buy some, there is nowhere to sell, the nobles have started to deal with business agents Zweig Apply pressure and ask him to give everyone an explanation.

　　 Zweig also stopped his smile and put down his red wine. These grains are the common property of nearly half of the nobility in Dreez. In order to obtain benefits, Zweig paid a lot of money to recommend his family as an agent. Food, but because of the current situation, food is nowhere to be sold, which makes Zweig, which is under increasing pressure, difficult to manage. Once those nobles decide to take back the grain and go it alone, wouldn't the koala family lose their blood?

　　 "Well, since those poor ghosts don't have money to buy food, but aren't they wives and sons and daughters, wouldn't it be great for them to use these "properties" for food?"

　　Zweig's eyes, he suddenly thought of such a vicious method, the more he thinks this method is feasible, that is, can reduce the number of "cumbersome", and can get some slaves, but also reap the favor of other nobles It can be said that it serves multiple purposes.

　　 "But, lord, you don't need so many slaves in the city now, and other realms are not accepting any creatures from the city of Dorez?"

　　 Old carat stalls, helpless and unwilling to point out the problem to Zweig.

　　 "This is indeed a trouble...".

　　Zweig thought about the solution, and at the same time poured all the wine in the glass.

　　 At this time, he immediately thought of a "business partner" who had worked together and now he was afraid of avoiding it. After careful consideration by Zweig, who was blinded by greed, he was still greedy. Said:

　　 "Don't worry, I am a kind nobleman, and those "lucky" pariahs will have a good home."

　　Zwei finally seemed to have made some determinations, heaved a heavy breath, and then restored the cruel smile of the conspiracy, grinned his uneven teeth, and remembered with a smile.

Zweig, whose thoughts had flown to that unspeakable path, did not hear the screams of the maids around him being kneaded by the vigorous palms, nor did he see the trace of the undetectable trace flashed under Lao Kola’s eyes happy.

　　——————The dividing line——————————

　　 is different from the proud and happy nobles who have harvested the last property of the poor, Cassather now only feels that his own world is so dark and filthy, cold and ruthless.

　　After organizing refugee camps, Cascath immediately rushed to the castle to meet Gorat. Before he entered the castle, he also fantasized that his lord could be compassionate for the lords. Consider withdrawing the order prohibiting refugees from entering the city.

　　 But his lord was intimate with the concubines and refused to summon Cassather at all.

　　 The disappointed knight had to go to the church and ask for the gods he had always believed in. He hoped that the church of the **** of knights, Helenis, could reach out to the starving poor outside the city, at least to convince the nobility We relief some food and medicine for free.

　　But the pastor of the Heronice Church clearly told Cassather that Heronice is a kind and lawful god, so as believers, they can send pastors and apprentices to help the refugees, but they have no right to dry the nobility “legally "'S will.

After thanklessly expressing gratitude to the pastor of the Heronian Church, Cascais found another way. He led the public to summon the civilians of Dorothy City to donate materials overnight, and called on every influential businessman and noble to make a joint statement. Petition to the lord.

　　 But the passionate Cassace was once again disappointed. Many people in the city of Dorez who had been bewitched by the nobles completely forgot the merit of the knight, and also forgot that the refugees outside were still theirs a week ago. Dear compatriots, they angrily spurned Kasker, and resented him for saving the disaster back to the city of Dorez.

　　 And a few kind people have no choice but to pray.

　　 Until this moment, almost everyone who was hiding behind the walls of Dorez was still convinced that when the "garbage" that had been plagued was dead, he would not only be unscathed, but even receive those who died. Property, they never thought about the suffering and despair of those refugees.

　　 After seeing such a scene, Case Casser was finally disappointed. He also understood why those who had been fighting against himself and the nobility did not impose any obstacles this time~IndoMTL.com~ Because they knew that their own The behavior is doomed to only four words from beginning to end-in vain!

　　 "It seems that to those guys, I am an idiot clown"!

　　Keskasse sadly found a hotel where the business is still booming. The cavalier who usually does not drink wine bought a large box of high-concentration ale for the first time in one breath. Operation resolves, letting alcohol numb his brain...and the heart that is full of guilt for refugees outside the city.

　　 "Why, why is this so, is it not just the nobles, but even the ordinary people who are the devil crawling out of hell"?

　　 The drunken Cassell was crying and running on the table like a child, and big drops of tears fell on the golden armor, and the sadness of the refugees was separated from his mind. Weeping, those hungry children adore their gaze, and those teenage girls look forward to looking at themselves as they seek relief.

　　 "Sure enough, I am just a waste knight, destined to do nothing in this world of evil spirits!"

　　Cassasse murmured to his distorted reflection in the wine bottle, his own face blurred and distorted, dimly blurred by the sway of the candlelight.

　　 "No no no, young man, you are too extreme"!

　　While Cascasse was almost completely desperate, a white palm gently patted his shoulders, and a gentle grudge instantly dispelled the drunkenness in Cascather’s body, full of caring and warm goodwill as if It turns into substance and flows through the heart. This kind of sincerity is what Cassather expects... The long-lost warmth.

　　 "Introduce myself, a handsome ranger with "redemption" as his duty-Kangkai-Nino"