Release that Witch Chapter 71: Spy (below)

In addition to the firelight of the fireplace, there is a mahogany lamp holder beside the Barov table. The top of the seat is divided into four branches, the middle branch is the highest, and the other three branches are surrounded by a triangle. An candle is burning on each branch, and the quiet blooming light spot is like a dazzling mountain peak.

The scent of pine oil permeates the room, like the smell of sweet and damp rotten wood, making people sleepy. But in Border Town, he couldn't ask for more, and the elegance and elegance had nothing to do with this poor place. There was a room with shelter shelter from rain, not to mention that he now owns a large group of houses.

The location of his office is in a compound not far from the castle, and it is also the location of the City Hall built by the former feudal lord. Of course, when leaving, the feudal lord took everyone's hands, and now it has completely become the site of Assistant Minister.

The rustling writing in the house from time to time and the cold wind blowing outside the window constitute two different worlds. In front of a wooden table full of books and outdated scrolls, Barov is struggling. There are also two long wooden tables on either side of him, which are usually unused and only used for placing manuscripts. When necessary, he will call his disciples, sit at the low table, arrange the materials for himself or write the first draft of document/secretary.

The candle on the lamp holder has been changed three times. Except to get up and replace them, Barov has not stopped the speeding pen in his hand for a moment. Time is extremely precious to him. There is a stack of document/secretary on hand waiting for him to deal with, and the financial expenses proposed by His Highness also need to be carefully reviewed.

Barov now works an average of five hours a day, but he doesn't feel tired at all. On the contrary, he can let it go, and there is endless energy in his body. This is the taste of power, he thought, no longer having to cower behind the mentor's buttocks, all apprentices take orders from themselves, and no one dares to hold back or trip. As long as the order of His Highness the Prince is completed, the specific governance process can be grasped by oneself.

If the prince's order can be more normal, Barov pouts with regret. For example, the document/secretary with the personal seal of Roland in front of it says that it is required to send staff to Willow Town to recruit management personnel, and to buy a brig. After the second article, it was also specifically noted that, considering the price, the captain, helmsman and sailor may not be needed.

He couldn't laugh or cry after watching it. Without these people, who would sail back with you? Let them walk back after buying? And, what do you buy a boat for? This is the most critical point. The trade between Border Town and Willow Town is very stable. Even if the ore trade is to be expanded after the end of winter, it is only necessary to notify the increase of the number of ships then it will be alright. It is not cost-effective to buy a boat yourself, let alone small town dock can only be used for docking, no dock maintenance, no sailor care, it will be abandoned soon. Probably His Highness' whimsy started again?

As for the first one, he understands it.

Currently City Hall has no free time from top to bottom. The Barov brings over a dozen people who are responsible for supervising commerce and trade, making statistical statements and income and expenditure settlement. I have taken the administrative and legal work --, which is obviously unreasonable. His Royal Highness wants to separate these departments, it is necessary to expand the employment scale of City Hall. For normal reasons, Assistant Minister does not want to let go so soon. The satisfaction of putting all the rights in the hands of one person is too fulfilling. He wants to be his teacher, the kingdom Minister of Finance, only responsible for the Greycastle's money bag, and he is the hand of King.

cough cough, well, it only works in Border Town, he added in his heart. Although His Highness Roland promised so, there is still a long way to go before he can take the throne. Barov found that he didn't know when he actually re-incorporated Fourth Prince into the ranks of King contenders. In the past, he would never think that this bad-looking and unskilled son-in-law could be crowned king.

Since coming to Border Town, my surprise has never been broken. So far, Border Town is still under the guard of the militia team, standing on the Western Region, and seems to be able to persist for a long time, which is worthy of praise. In addition, not to mention the strange things he troubled, even the grasp of the human heart, it is completely unlike the Fourth Prince when Greycastle, it is like Devil with insight into everything.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, Barov reluctantly stopped the action at hand, and raised his voice, "come in."

Pushing in the door is one of his proud disciples, "Pen" Yarrow.

"Teacher, another Mouse" caught has arrived. "

"Oh? Any questions?"

"He said it was sent by Second Prince, and found the wrapped cement powder, some coins and a letter from him." Yarrow stepped forward and handed Barov a cow hide envelope, "Other Information is still being interrogated. Teacher, what to do with him ... "

"As before, after the inquiry, all the information is compiled into a book. Then conviction, hang it." Barov wrote lightly.

"Yes," Yarrow bowed down and saluted, "then the disciples retreated."

The door was closed again. Barov did not continue working immediately, but returned to the table, opened the letter seal with a letter opener, and took out the letter paper.

The fourth one ... he thought.

Before the arrival of Months of Demons, Roland Wimbledon called him to discuss this issue.

His Highness the Prince believes that when the cement, the new snow powder and witch are disclosed one by one, the eyeliners buried by the brothers and sisters will certainly be unable to bear and show traces from the lurking. This is the best time to clear Mouse. And Barov agreed with the first half of the prince, but did not agree with the second half. In his opinion, there are more than 2,000 people in Border Town, and everyone in impossible is in place. They don't have the manpower or the time to guard against these sneaky generations.

His Royal Highness said indifferently, "How can there be no one? Every citizen of Border Town is our eyes."

At that time, Barov only felt that the other party was completely whimsical, and let these ignorant and dull civilians monitor the possible Mouse? This is simply impossible!

The truth is, you are wrong.

When the first census was carried out after the winter, Roland deliberately explained to all Aboriginal people who have stayed here for more than five years: Longsong Stronghold's plot to burn food has gone bankrupt, but he has not given up, and has sent enemies Lurking around everyone. Most of them pretend to be relatives of townspeople or businessmen who are too late to evacuate, always looking for opportunities to harm everyone. If anyone sees any suspicious person, report it to City Hall immediately. Once verified, they will receive 25 silver royal rewards.

It turned out to be surprisingly effective.

Although I started receiving some false positives, it didn't take long for the first Mouse to be arrested.

Barov remembered that Roland proudly said something that sounded very different.

What is it? He thought about it, that's right ... "Let the enemy fall into the sea of ​​people's war."

It's a weird word formation and syntax. Assistant Minister shook his head and spread out the stationery in his hand.

The guy named "Groundhog" repeatedly emphasized in the letter. Various phenomena indicate that Fourth Prince Roland Wimbledon has been replaced by Devil, and Barov can even read his fear through the lines. Think of His Highness the Prince's use of human heart, Assistant Minister could not help but have a sense of identification. He take a deep breath, moved the stationery to Candlelight, and soon paper roll was converted into fly ash by flame absorb.

Even so, it is the Devil that is not afraid of God Punishment Stone and can empower him, isn't it?