The Magic Thief Chapter 2:

The setting sun fell on the rolling hills, the side facing the sun was shining bright red, and the place that did not shine to the sun was already dark.

The mottled shadows of the Pace Hills grew longer and longer, and the sky seemed to fade away.

At this time, there were no pedestrians and vehicles passing by on Tongjun Avenue. Only the team guarding the Royal Highness of the Kingdom of Derry was still galloping under the sunset and sunset.

At this moment, both the carriage and the paladins who are in charge of guarding are rushing forward, they have already wasted too much time.

The guards who were advancing on foot, except for the cavalry on horses, were already far behind.

Originally, their role was just to **** the carriage through the hundred-mile-long forest.

However, considering their poor combat effectiveness, no one thinks that they can play a useful role in the event of an accident.

Because of this, the final decision after discussing just now is to abandon these slow soldiers and rush to Diffie, the capital of Paceshire, as soon as possible.

Although I don't know what kind of crisis awaits them, Diffie at least has a towering wall and a large number of guards.

Originally in their itinerary, they only stayed in Duffy for one day.

But now it seems that it is safest to stay in Defy until the crisis is over.

Because of this, His Royal Highness Prince Delizhi sent his messenger to Delizhi to the border to inform the Delizhi Kingdom who was stationed at the other end of the border of this temporary change.

The carriage was galloping fast, and the road was quite bumpy. Although the carriage was carefully designed by a famous teacher and has an excellent balance system, the Ruibo sitting in it still felt a little uncomfortable.

Looking at the monotonous scenery flying by outside the window, watching the fading sky, Ruibo deeply sighed for the unknown future. At this moment, he very much hopes that he also has the vision of the future. Magical ability.

On the other carriage, there was also someone who deeply sighed about it. That was the old magician who guarded the life of His Royal Highness.

Being able to see through the future is the most proud and comforting power he has.

There has been a saying among magicians: "The prophet is the weakest and most powerful group of magicians."

Some people even say that while prophets can see through the future, they can also influence the future.

Before this, the old magician believed this to some extent.

He who can see through the future and foresee the dangers will naturally be able to make all preparations in advance.

Or overstep, or bypass, or resolve, or face it.

For a prophet, there are many ways to deal with crises, because they can definitely have enough time to think about countermeasures, and after thinking about countermeasures, they can also use their special power to predict such countermeasures in advance. Whether it can be successful.

The experience on this road, the countless difficulties and obstacles, and the assassination and sneak attack time after time have been unscathed, all prove this.

Every time he is confident, smiling and calmly setting up everything.

But this time, he wasn't sure at all. After all, he didn't even know what kind of crisis he was about to encounter.

But one thing is certain, that it can completely shield everything in the future, the guy who arranged all of this behind has the chilling strength.

This is what makes the old man puzzled.

He didn't know, anyone in this world could do this.

Among the six magicians of the Kingdom of France, the strongest is undoubtedly the chief magician of the palace who manipulates fire, Vac, and the most recognized as the most powerful is the chairman of the Magic Association Nile Herre. .

However, the research field of these two people has nothing to do with their own power. They should not be able to completely shut off the power that they have to see through the future.

Among the six wizards, the most likely and suspicious one is undoubtedly the Benton Sorcerer who worked for Prince Phillips.

This is a pretty weird guy with many strange abilities.

Even his three disciples are all very difficult characters to deal with.

Fortunately, one of them has been killed by the little heir of Surthborough, but the other two probably won't let it go. After all, they are not only disciples who studied under the same teacher, but they are also brothers and sisters who are connected by blood.

Because of this, he has been guarding against attacks by Benton and his disciples along the way.

But the old magician also knew that the situation this time was not what the three dangerous men could do.

They have been enemies for many years. They already know each other very well. Benton has no ability to cover the eyes of the future, and the old magician intuitively felt that the opponent they encountered this time was far stronger than Benton. many.

Of the remaining three of the six great wizards, two are closely related to the little heir of Surthburg, and they are absolutely impossible to count against their most potential disciple descendants.

Could it be the sorcerer of Ferry who claims to be the most mysterious and rarely known.

The old magician felt hesitant. He had no idea about this enemy.

But he is also not sure that this matter has something to do with Ferry.

Because it is rumored that Ferry is studying topics related to spirit, thought, and soul.

Magicians who conduct this kind of research generally don't care too much about their own magic power. For them, too strong magic power makes it difficult for them to precisely control them.

Besides these six wizards, does the Kingdom of France hide a powerful but unknown magician?

For this possibility, the old magician absolutely dare not ignore it.

In fact, there has always been a rumor that the great wizard Kai Mildit, known as the strongest magician, may always live in the world.

Many people even speculate that this omnipotent great wizard may be hiding in an unknown place in the Kingdom of France.

When he thought of driving Mildit, the old magician's heart suddenly moved, because he thought of another possibility.

In the long history of Francis, there is not only a strong man who has appeared in Mildit. Although no one has ever surpassed or even approached the height of Mildit, he has surpassed those magicians of the same time. It's very possible.

And such a guy, there has been one in the Kingdom of France in the last century.

The old magician suddenly remembered that the character who was said to be the most terrifying magician in the rumors ended up here.

"Is it him?" the old magician muttered to himself, and his words immediately alarmed the prince and two princesses sitting next to him.

Because of this sudden accident, just in case, the three most distinguished guests and the old magician squeezed into a carriage.

As for the little heir of Sorthburg, because he also has the name of a magician, and many people have already secretly regarded him as a very powerful magician, with the ability to protect himself, so there is no Blend into it.

"Master, do you think of something possible?" The princess, who was particularly curious, asked immediately.

"Princess Xia, have you ever heard of the title of Blood Mage?" the old man asked slowly.

"Blood Mage? This is a bit like the title used by the Francis when they called us the magician of the kingdom." The princess replied directly.

"Could it be that the master is referring to the blood demon chaos that took place in the Kingdom of France nearly half a century ago?" Compared with his sister, the prince clearly knew everything about the Kingdom of France. He has carefully studied the history of the Kingdom of Francis, and he has naturally heard about this event, which is called the greatest disaster of the Kingdom of Francis in this century.

"Yes, the Kingdom of France has always been tight-lipped about this matter, only knowing that the Magic Association once produced a genius magician, and he suddenly possessed power beyond ordinary people. However, he also lost his power while gaining extraordinary power. With his own reason, he became a terrifying figure who was bloodthirsty and murderous. The King of France at that time sent an army and many magicians to try to destroy the blood magician. Everyone originally thought that no matter how powerful a person is, There are limits, but the final result is disastrous. The entire army was wiped out and the precious magician was killed. Few people survived this battle. The rest of the matter is unknown, Buddha The Kingdom of Langs blocked everything about the Blood Mage extremely tightly. The only thing I know is that he eventually died here, somewhere in the hills of Pace. At that time, the Kingdom of France was mobilized urgently. Soldiers and horses gathered in this place where few people noticed. Your grandfather Sabines originally thought that the Kingdom of France was planning to venture over the mountains and attack us, so he issued a mobilization order and dispatched spies. The spy, brought us news about the blood magician. It is also because of this news and the knowledge that the Kingdom of France lost two magicians in the **** chaos. This made your grandfather He was extremely pleased. He thought this was a godsend, and it was time to attack the Kingdom of France. After three years of preparation, there was a long war. Regrettably, the Kingdom of France had just lost two wizards. Two wizards have been added. One of them is Nile Herre, he became a wizard in the middle of the war, he became a bright star. And the other equally bright star is the post command Prince Phillips who fought back, since he took control of the regiment, our kingdom has lost the initiative we won in the early war. For Derry, this war is very unfortunate, but at the same time it is quite fortunate, because Soon after the end of the war, the Kingdom of France added another wizard, and that was Wach." The old wizard told the three princes and princesses about the ins and outs of the Blood Demon Rebellion.

"Do you think that this time the blood magician who is rumored to have died is the one who gave you a strong sense of crisis?" Prince Henry frowned and asked: "Do you know that the blood mage How did the magician die?"

"If I remember correctly, the news that the spy brought back at the time was that the blood magician died in the plague. During the raging killing process, he contracted a deadly disease. This man possessed transcendence. Power, a powerful magician who is not afraid of any opponents and enemies, and finally died under the double attack of doom and disease." The old man sighed.

"A very sad guy who possesses a powerful force that surpasses others, but in the end he can't surpass his own destiny." The princess beside her shook her head and said disapprovingly.

"But since the blood demon is rumored to have died, how could he pose a threat to us? After losing his life, he has already turned into an undead, or has become a restraint like the masters we enshrine The devil's ghost." Prince Henry asked.

"The power of the undead lies in curses. They use curses to take the lives of living people and make people die. However, the undead do not have the power to shut off my power to perceive the future. The ghosts have already lost their self-consciousness and have become the restraints. A powerful contract of the devil is also a channel to draw power from the devil. Therefore, the underworld can never deal with us, and the person who draws the power of the devil through the underworld cannot surpass the hard work of practicing magic. I am. So this is also unreasonable. I can't guess why it has become like this. The magical world is too vast, and there are countless unknown secrets waiting for us to dig." The old old magician sighed for a long time. Said slowly.

The horse-drawn carriage drove quickly on Tongjun Avenue, and the sound of horseshoes was like thunder rolling above the clouds.

The tranquility and tranquility that should have belonged to the evening were completely destroyed by this hurried team.

Everywhere along the way, you can see suspicious eyes, everywhere you can see the civilians who hurriedly poked their heads out of the window, and everywhere you can see the children driving the children into the house and bolting tightly. The door of the family.

The galloping war horse, and the gorgeous carriage that rarely appears here.

Looking at the appearance of rushing on the avenue in a hurry, almost everyone's heart passed a trace of ominous cloud.

The last afterglow of the sun finally disappeared from the horizon, and the night fell on the earth again.

With the sound of a series of flint knocks, dim lanterns lit up in the hands of the knights.

The dim lights gathered together can also illuminate the road ahead, but Ruibo felt that sitting in the carriage was a bit more bumpy.

Obviously, dark is a great trouble for the riders. Although the two lights in front of the carriage are much brighter than the oil lamps in the hands of the knights, they still cannot compare with the daytime.

"It's almost here, I have seen the lights in the distance." Freila, who was next to him, suddenly comforted Ribo, only to see her gently pointing at a faint light on the horizon in the distance outside the window.

Outside the window, there are rolling hills everywhere, which is so boring at first glance, and it also gives Ruibo in Nangang a strange feeling.

In the south, there are rolling mountains and endless plains, and the ocean made up of trees, but I have never seen the scenery outside the window.

Except for the artificially opened avenue in the center, there is almost no level here.

I can see a lot at a glance here, and it seems that everything in the distance is blocked by the nearby hills.

There is no shortage of trees here, but they are sparse, so that the countless hills look bare and extremely desolate.

For Ruibo, this is an unfamiliar place that can't be said or felt.

The light in the distance is getting closer and closer. It is different from the brilliant lights on the port side of Nangang at night, and the countless prosperous streets and lanes in the Frank City, crisscrossing like a giant net, are bright and bright. It's not the same, the light in front of me looks hazy and illusory, as if there is a thick fog between them.

However, the dim lights are connected together, illuminating the distance as bright as the evening sun.

He had never seen such a bright night.

The convoy got closer and closer to the place where the fire was shining.

Suddenly Ribo saw a group of cavalry passing them quickly, and soon they turned their heads and followed the paladin guarding them.

Obviously, the cavalry who was in charge of the current sentry had entered Duffy, and they had already reported to the Duke Dumiliet. These cavalry must be the guards sent by Lord Duke.

Ribo glanced at the guards stationed in this large border city through the window, leaning against the lights of the carriage.

It can be seen from their looks and weaponry that these cavalrymen are obviously also extremely hasty. After all, according to the original plan, their carriages should not arrive at this capital city until noon tomorrow.

The number of cavalry has increased a lot, and the noisy horseshoes on the road have also doubled.

Under the **** of many cavalry, the convoy finally entered the city of Defy.

Under the curtain of night, the walls of Defi City really looked towering and solid, and a dim firelight loomed faintly on the top of the city.

The soldiers walking around on patrol can also be seen in the light of the fire.

Compared with Frank City, the gates here are much narrower and lower.

Although the city gate is very inconspicuous, the city wall is very thick, and Ruibo even feels that the city gate is like a deep tunnel.

Entering the city gate is another scene.

It’s noisy and bustling here, no less than the commercial streets of Franck, and even surpassing the lively night of Nangang.

This surprised Ruibo. Is this city more prosperous than Nangang?

He leaned close to the window to observe everything around him enthusiastically.

Ribo quickly felt that this place was completely different from the familiar Nangang and Frank.

The bustling here has a different flavor, and the bustle here is also a different flavor.

The city of Defy does not have many towering and magnificent buildings. The buildings and streets here are not only incomparable with cities like Frank and Surthburg, but even smaller than in small cities like Lai.

At a glance, there were two or three-story houses on both sides of the street, which reminded Ribo of what he saw in Piton.

From a certain point of view, it is indeed somewhat similar to Piton, but Diffie does not have the decaying and decadent scene of Piton in the slightest.

Everyone here seems to be very satisfied with normal life.

The streets of Defy City are very spacious, with almost no narrow streets. Each street can easily drive six carriages side by side, and the streets are lined with flower beds.

In fact, the whole Diffy is like a city piled up with flowers. Although it is at night, Ruibo is still amazed by the large number of flowers here.

No matter on the sides of the street or on the windowsills and roofs of those houses, you can see the puffy bunches of flowers everywhere.

These flowers make Diffie's air a rich and fragrant fragrance, which far surpasses the smell of the most expensive perfume that can be bought in the world.

Ribo also found a very interesting thing. Di Fe’s house has a very interesting feature, that is, every house has many balconies, and the top floors of many houses have even been opened up as a huge platform. At this moment, there seemed to be people sitting on every balcony to pass the time leisurely.

A bonfire burns every few meters on both sides of the street, and people gather around the bonfire.

Ribo thought at first that they were just in time for a certain festival, but he saw that the people gathered around the bonfire were very excited, but most of them were just chatting there, occasionally giving out one or two. Loud laughter, and sometimes chasing and playful scenes.

But compared with celebrations, they are obviously far behind, and those bonfires are not as bright as festival bonfires.

The people in Duffy seem to have intentionally kept the bonfire at a slight burning level, and it seems that something is still baking on the bonfire.

Ribo smelled a spicy fragrance.

"It's mint, they are burning mint." Rebo said in surprise.

"This is Duffy’s tradition. Every spring, people here will burn mint at night. This tradition has lasted for decades. I heard it was originally meant to drive off the plague." Freila, who was next to him, came to explain. road.

"Plague? A major plague happened here?" Ribo asked, which reminded him of his past experiences, and even the beautiful angel who saved him from hunger and death. And this angel is now with him.

But at this moment, this lady angel is doing something that doesn't seem like an angel should do.

She hugged him lightly, but put her hand in his trouser pocket.

"I am very tired today, you must give me enough compensation." Freila gently grabbed Ruibo's earlobe and slowly licked and said with a tired voice.

"Will I be even more tired?" Ribo said with a sad face. He knew exactly how difficult Freila was to deal with.

It is not easy to really satisfy her, because this angel is also a greedy witch who likes to squeeze blood.

Just as Ribo and Freila were flirting with each other, the carriage had already entered another gate.

Ribo looked out of the window. Here was another high wall, and it was completely different from the few palaces that seemed to be fortresses in the city of Franck. It really seemed to be a city.

The walls on both sides stretched out almost to the end, so the surrounding wall was obviously not a palace.

This city wall is obviously taller than the one outside, but it's not that thick.

The gate is woven with iron bars with thick fingers and wide palms. The craftsman who designed the gate obviously worked hard, so this gate looks like an exquisite work of art.

The woven pattern on the gate on the left shows the fruitful scenery in the countryside, while the gate on the right is covered with various flowers.

Ribo made up his mind that he must take a good look at these two gates tomorrow morning, maybe he can install such a beautiful gate for Searthburg.

The carriage slowly entered the inner city.

Here is very different from the outside. Three straight parallel avenues run through this small city, and the buildings are connected by flying corridors.

All the buildings look exactly the same. Obviously, they are built for people to live in. They look simple and dull.

However, as you travel farther away, the building gradually becomes magnificent.

A few buildings look quite magnificent, but judging from the bell towers and sculptures full of religious atmosphere, they are the property of the church.

Going further back, the building has become low again, but this time the building is quite exquisite and gorgeous. Obviously this is where the most distinguished people live.

After passing a square, the carriage stopped slowly.

The two attendants opened the car door respectfully.

Ribo saw that the Killer King Kyle was already standing in the dark corner of the car door.

Getting off the carriage, Ribo carefully supported Miss Freila.

After leaving the capital, their relationship became public.

Everyone knows that this young **** has an extremely beautiful and charming lover.

And this beauty, who looks much older than the little heir of Surthburg, was originally the father of the little heir, and was given to the little heir as a gift on his eighth birthday as an exquisite toy.

This ridiculous story has already spread throughout the kingdom of France.

Because of this, when everyone saw this scene, they all showed a strange look.

In a corner of the square, the nobles living in Duffy are already ready to welcome them.

But it was also because of being too rushed, so you can see the panicked attendants everywhere.

The protagonists of the welcome ceremony are naturally the foreign prince and the two princesses.

Ribo only has the status of earl, and the status of the heir to the lord of Thurthburg obviously cannot enable a duke to hold such a grand welcome ceremony for him.

Ribo was not originally a person who likes to be pushy. He is very happy to be able to hide aside, without standing in front of everyone and being restrained.

Of course, it was the Duke of Dumiliet who presided over the ceremony.

Ribbo was surprised and puzzled that he couldn't imagine that this handsome Duke would be the brother of that crazy Mr. Dumiliet.

The difference between the two people is too great.

The Lord Duke has at least a head of nearly 1.9 meters. He is slender and sturdy, with a serious look like a soldier. He wears a silver wig on his head, but he looks quite pretty. Peaceful, without any feeling of arrogance.

In Ribo's feeling, the Duke of Dumiliet and the Duke of Auburn are somewhat similar.

In his original imagination, the Duke Dumiéliet should be a short, fat, bald-headed, wretched villain staring at a pair of triangular eyes.

He didn't expect that the real situation was far from his original imagination.

Beside the Duke Dumilie stood his wife.

Ribo knew the existence of this lady from the rumors of the year, because it was this lady who asked to deprive Mr. Dumiliet of all power.

In Ruibo's impression, this lady should be a greedy, hypocritical, and tricky shrew, but the lady in front of her looks rather frugal, without the arrogant and flashy feeling of the upper-class aristocracy.

Is it because my feelings have gone wrong? Suddenly Ruibo felt incredible.

Because of this, he remained silent throughout the welcome ceremony, looking listless.

The local nobles who are leaning in the fun and talking flattery do not feel any dissatisfaction with this.

In their opinion, the little heir of Surthburg had traveled such a long distance, and it was precisely because of the exhaustion of the journey that he was not interested in all of this at all.

On the other side, the enthusiastic crowd just started an interesting topic.

"His Royal Highness, which moment in your life do you think excites and honors you the most?" the duke asked with a smile.

"I think the moment I am most excited was when I signed a peace agreement with your supreme King. The honor and joy I will never forget." Prince Henry is quite skillful Said.

"What about you, Princess?" The Duke turned his head and asked Princess Xia.

"The moment I set foot on the land of the Kingdom of Francis, I was extremely excited, because we finally arrived here after hardships, and this was the first time I left my father and set on a special mission. The land of other countries." The Princess Delizhi said with a standard elegant smile.

Ribo didn't believe what this guy said at all.

"I want to ask another princess, what kind of answer do you have to this question?" The Duke continued to ask.

The princess of the Inge Kingdom took a affectionate look at His Royal Highness, who was sitting next to him, and slowly said: "When I reach the beautiful and magnificent Frank, when I enter the magnificent palace, the first The moment I saw your majesty was the most exciting moment for me.” The princess said while looking at the prince with a little shyness, and everyone naturally understood the meaning immediately.

Presumably, the princess was excited not because she saw the king of the Kingdom of France, but because Eros penetrated her heart with the arrow of love in his hand.

As for this kind of thing, everyone will naturally not explain it.

In order to avoid embarrassment, the duke directed the topic to Ribo, who had been listless beside him.

"Earl Meding, your reputation has spread to every corner of the Kingdom of France. You are a legend. I think you have countless legendary experiences. I really hope to hear from you. Interesting answer." The Duke said with a smile.

Ribo Weiwei was taken aback. This question is a bit tricky for him.

When was his most exciting and glorious moment?

After thinking about it for a long time, Ribo shook his head helplessly and said: "I really can't find the most exciting and glorious moment, but on two occasions, my mood was far more passionate than usual." /

The Duke slapped his palm lightly and said happily: "I'll just say that your Excellency has rich experience. Please tell me which two experiences are so unforgettable for you."

"The first time I was invited to a baron’s villa in the Butte Forest to attend a banquet held there; the second time I was warmly treated by the Legal Department in a historic private room I lived there for a long time."

Ribo's words made everyone feel baffled, only the prince showed a knowing smile.

"Your words are really good, and your two experiences are indeed enough to make you such a man of countless glory proud." The prince exclaimed.

"Can the two of us explain a little bit for dull people like us? The wisdom of those of us can't be compared with the two of us." The Duke of Doumirie asked in a puzzled manner.

"The first banquet itself was nothing particularly remarkable, but the villa used to be the laboratory of the Great Sorcerer Kai Mildit, where he left his research results and experimental experience. At the same time, he also left a part of the powerful power he possessed. I discovered and touched that powerful power in an unexpected situation. Because the **** of luck always cares for me, so I did not explode in that power. Fortunately, I accidentally inherited the power from Kai Mildit, which made me truly embark on the path of becoming a magician.” Ribo said slowly, those next to him People listened leisurely and fascinated.

"This is the first time you have disclosed the secret of why you were able to inherit the power of Mildit. Hearing such a major secret, obviously I can add one more to my most exciting and glorious moment." His Royal Highness Prince Dreizhi immediately interjected.

All of a sudden, everyone echoed from the side.

However, everyone did not think that they were insincere. Hearing the inheritors of the most powerful magician in ancient times said that the experience and process of obtaining the inheritance is indeed a very honorable thing.

As long as it is related to Kai Mildit, the value of this story is naturally different.

"Then what is the second experience? Is there any luck and honor in this world that can match the strength of Kamildit?" the duke asked.

"If it was the first time that the blessing of the **** of luck gave me magical powers, then the second time was that my own efforts were recognized by the world. I was able to live in that glorious box In there, the great poet Baron wrote his most famous long "The Praise of Life". The wise thinker Farnell spent twelve years there to comprehend the true meaning of society and human nature. The great writer Hurt used him there. The pungent pen has left behind what is known as the most magnificent collection of classics in the history of literature. In that box, there have been countless great figures, and they have left the most brilliant works there, which seems to be condensed there. The wisdom of these great men really makes me feel extremely glorious and glorious to be able to live there." Ruibo said with a smile.

This time, most people still didn't understand it. Only a well-informed and knowledgeable person like the Duke had already heard what Ribo meant by the box.

These knowledgeable people are more or less nerdy, so they are quite optimistic about what Ribo said.

For those scholars and those who admire a certain thinker and philosopher, the famous Lombard prison was the holy place of worship.

Some people even think that being imprisoned in this prestigious prison because of different political opinions means that they have been recognized by the world and will leave a brilliant mark in history.

"Is the Lombard prison as bad as the rumors? Those of us have no chance to see the famous temple of thought with our own eyes." A nobleman next to him asked with a smile.

"Oh... the Lombard prison is not as bad as the rumors say. The life inside is very leisurely and does have plenty of opportunities to think. The only regret is that my neighbor, his last name is very interesting. The same is Du Milière. That Mr. Du Milière undoubtedly possesses superb wisdom. I am surprised by the breadth of his knowledge and experience. But he is also a very difficult neighbor, and he has plenty of energy. , But what's very bad is that his work and rest time is completely opposite to that of ordinary people." Ruibo said.

In fact, he just mentioned the experience in the Lombardy Prison, originally in order to elicit the Mr. Dumilie.

Ribo would like to see what everyone thinks of the owner of the duchy title that should be truly legitimate. He also wants to see what this polite and well-groomed Duke Dumiliet has said. .

What surprised him was that when he mentioned Mr. Dumilier, the reaction of the people around him was completely the opposite of what he had expected.

In his original imagination, the people around him should guilty and perfuse a few words, and then turn the topic to another aspect.

However, he didn't expect that as soon as his voice fell, the people next to him immediately began to speak out of righteous indignation.

"Lord Earl, what are you saying? When he was Lord Diffe, none of the people here had suffered from him. Although we don’t think that Mr. Dumiliet was greedy and evil. However, he obviously cannot be accepted by all of us and Di Fei. At the beginning, as soon as he ascended the throne of the lord, he issued a decree to modify the tax collection method that has lasted for thousands of years. He obviously does not like fine wood, He only needed gold coins for the high-piled granaries and snow-white cotton, but the common people in the Pace Hills had used their hard work for a thousand years to turn in as tax revenue. Where did they get the yellow gold coins. "

"The people were miserable during those days, and even we were absolutely unhappy." Suddenly another person interrupted next to him: "The Duffians don’t care too much about wealth and interests. For us, the manor and The thriving crops in the manor are the most precious wealth. But the old Mr. Doumilier obviously has no good feelings about the land and the crops. He hopes to turn the manor into a pasture, and wants to replace the Duffians with cattle and sheep for generations. Familiar and passionate cultivation. What’s even more frightening is that he bought a large amount of land cheaply to some unpredictable businessmen, and those farmers who lost their land had to be brutally squeezed in the workshops of those businessmen."

"The past ten years can definitely be regarded as the darkest era in Diffy's history." Another person interrupted: "During these ten years, Diffy’s peaceful and peaceful days have been completely destroyed. The common people were full of trust and love for us, but at that time, all they had in their hearts were resentment and anger. Fortunately, soon after, the old Mr. Dumiliet’s mental aspect showed obvious signs of abnormality, and we finally made it difficult. He retreated from the position of the lord. Although this cost us a high price, His Majesty took away the huge wealth that should have belonged to Diffy, but he was able to make the crazy gentleman come down from the throne of the lord. It has already made everyone excited. Now Pace Hills and Diffy have restored their former peace and tranquility, and people can sit on balconies and streets and spend the beautiful night leisurely. This was like a nightmare in those ten years. Over the years, it’s impossible."

"..."

Listening to everyone's accusations, Ribo was speechless.

He doesn't think everyone is lying, because he has already heard the key.

Although the people here are not as noble as they say, they don't care about wealth at all.

But they obviously like it very much, the days of peace and tranquility that have lasted for nearly a thousand years.

They prefer to accumulate their wealth slowly, and they prefer to live a relaxed and leisurely life.

And everyone here obviously has a special preference for the land and the crops that grow on it.

Manor, lush farmland, harvested crops, and hardworking farmers in the farmland, all of these also mean wealth to them, and that is the most precious part of wealth.

Ribo knows very well what Mr. Dumiliet thinks of the farmland.

Using Mr. Dumilier's peculiar theory, except for Huang Chengcheng's gold coins, nothing else can really be regarded as wealth, and the benefits from the land are obviously far from satisfying.

In a sense, Mr. Doumiliere is indeed a greedy person. He has a thirst for wealth that far surpasses his relatives.

But the territory he owns does not dismiss what he is after.

His actions naturally hate the people here.

In fact, even Ribo couldn't answer.

Compared with here, do people living in Nangang have more happiness?

It's peaceful and peaceful here, and it can be seen from the expressions of the comforting common people that they are very satisfied with this kind of life.

However, the years of nearly a thousand years have not improved their status in the slightest. Apart from the power to work hard in the farmland, all they have is the temporary joy of harvest.

Other than that, there is only the peaceful and quiet life. People living in Nangang are undoubtedly more difficult than the people here.

Ribo never remembered that he had a peaceful life.

In his memory, he was already busy with life.

But the people who live in Nangang undoubtedly have a bright future.

Although the chance of getting ahead may be only one lucky person in a hundred people, this is far greater than the chances elsewhere.

Almost everyone in Nangang is weaving their own dreams, hoping that one day they can accumulate a huge fortune, hoping that they can become a decent rich person.

If you have wealth in Nangang, you have the respect of others.

For Nangang people, wealth is the result of luck and hard work.

Listening to the increasingly fierce accusations around him, Ribo finally understood why Mr. Dumiliet would be so enthusiastic about Nangang.

Maybe Mr. Dumiliet should live in Nangang, where is the most suitable place for people like him.

It is also because of this that Ribo's original prejudice against the Duke and all the people here disappeared without a trace without knowing it.

Maybe conspiring to deprive Mr. Dumilie of his lordship, this matter is not right or wrong, because Mr. Dumilie did sit in a seat that was not suitable for him.

Obviously, to the subjects on the territories he owns, he is simply a deviant villain.

"I think we'd better not continue this depressing topic." The duchess stopped people's impulse and the growing anger.

"By the way, dear guests, I would like to ask about your itinerary plan. Are you willing to stay in this simple but secluded city for a while, maybe you will find something beautiful." The duchess invited Tao, this was originally a polite remark that was often used in accordance with the rules.

The people who were panicking about the unknown crisis at this moment naturally agreed.

The rest is naturally busy. After all, there is a big difference between a temporary "inn" for only one night and a "villa" for a short stay.

The duchess introduced each of the buildings that can be made here, and let these rare guests choose them.

His Royal Highness and his entourage gladly accepted the invitation of the Duke’s family and chose a villa originally belonging to the Duke’s name.

According to the lady, it was the most exquisite and elegant mansion in the city.

Ribo has already chosen his own room. In fact, as soon as he entered the city, he took a fancy to the tall tower that stood upright.

Ribo's request surprised everyone, and at the same time felt a little embarrassed.

"Earl Meding, I’m afraid it’s too rudimentary there. The tower you valued was originally a sentry tower built for security purposes. After all, Duffy City is on the border, so in order to avoid possible war, Some military installations have been built. However, there have been no signs of war for nearly a thousand years, so the outpost has been abandoned for a long time. And it is so abrupt and towering, no one is interested in climbing up to clean it often. So that The tall tower is shabby, shabby, and filthy. It is really not suitable for people to live in." The Duke said embarrassedly.

"I don't care about being dirty. You forget that I am a magician after all. I can clean the tower easily. It only takes a little magic powder to do this." said Ruibocong A metal butterfly was pulled out from the pocket on his chest.

He whispered softly to the metal butterfly, which flapped its golden wings lightly and flew out slowly.

This was originally the most common magic, but for those who rarely have the opportunity to get in touch with magic, it is enough to stun them.

Almost for an instant, every young man who saw this situation was full of jealousy and admiration for the young heir to Surthburg.

Perhaps the so-called inheritance of Mildit's power is a bit illusory for them, but seeing the miracle of magic with their own eyes makes them amazed.

"Earl Meding, the miracle you have created is truly amazing, but I still hope you cancel that plan." At this point, the Duke sighed a long way: "It's like that high tower, It is specially designed to attract superb magicians like you, but in Duffy, that tower is definitely considered an ominous place. Because nearly half a century ago, the Kingdom of France had a terrifying disaster. The one who caused the disaster was an extraordinary magician known as the Gorefiend. He killed countless people, but eventually died under the punishment of fate. He came to Pease, originally intending to set off a **** storm, but there was no I thought that the **** of death and the **** of plague happened to stay in the hills of Pace at that time. Without him to kill, the people here have already fallen in pieces in the plague."

The Duke's face was full of grief, and he continued: "And that Gorefiend obviously did not escape the palm of the plague god. He was infected with a deadly disease and eventually died in Di Fei. And where he died. It is the high tower, presumably the only place in the entire city of Defi that looks like a place suitable for magicians to live. Although half a century has passed since this incident, there is a legend that it is said that the dead soul of the evil gorefiend is still there. Wandering on top of that tall tower. So it has long been regarded as an ominous place. If it weren’t for fear of demolishing that tall tower, the souls of the dead would wander around because of homelessness. We would never keep that terrible place. ."

The Duke’s frequent advice obviously had no effect on Ribo. In fact, when Ribo heard that the blood mage was dying on the tower, he had already decided to live there.

He was indeed full of curiosity about this blood magician, because he had heard this name from his teacher and Master Andili countless times.

Besides, whether it is his own teacher or Master Andeli, he always seems to compare him with the blood magician.

He even told him that the reason why Watch and Nielère were full of vigilance and hatred against him was because he had a lot of similarities with the blood mage.

Ribo has long wanted to learn more about the person who was once called a disaster. At this moment, his heart is already excited.