Chapter 063 Your True Enemy
The man with green glasses in Xiao Yun's eyes was named Tim Humphrey.
Although he has a surname, Tim is not a nobleman... He is actually a servant bought by a little nobleman in the Kingdom of St. Bridge to his son. He left the serf parents before the age of six and learned how to serve his little master.
The more sophisticated nobles treated the servants well. The Baron Humphrey's family provided a shelter for the bought young man-the compartments cleared out of the attic where the clutter was piled up, and also provided the young man with food and clothing-the little master among the old clothes that were not needed, the ones that were relatively shabby, were used to tie the mop and some were wasted, were given to him, and the little master could give priority to the leftover food. The latter is very important. The servants of the nobles live on the leftovers of their masters. If Tim were allowed to mix with the adult servants to grab food, he might have starved to death....
As the son of a serf, it is a decent and lucky thing for Tim to be the male servant of the youngest son of the Humphrey family. The little master's leftovers are rich in oil and water. He is taller and stronger than his peers of the same class. He also developed better. When the little master played with toys and watched the legend of the picture book under the eyes of the tutor who was teaching, Tim, who was standing in the corner, slowly learned to read.
Eating well, rich in nutrition, the brain can develop well, and the stomach is not hungry, only then have the spare time to learn knowledge in books that are meaningless to fill the stomach. When the young master was urged by Baron Humphrey to take the entrance examination of the aristocratic college, at that time, Tim, who was brought into the examination room by the little master, could even answer the questions on behalf of the little master.
Sir Humphrey knew how many catties his son had. After his younger son was admitted to the academy, he was surprised to find that the little boy servant bought with two silver coins was actually a rare genius-the entrance exam for the aristocratic academy at St. Bridge was It's not that easy to pass.
The footman Tim was rewarded with ten gold coins from Sir Humphrey. When he helped the young master to graduate successfully as a gunman and obtain the post of sheriff in a certain town, the generous Sir Humphrey adopted him as his adopted son. , So that his serf's son was entitled to share the Humphrey's family name, and sent him to the Royal College of St. Bridge's Royal City-Sir Humphrey did not want him to stay with his younger son, the town sheriff A pig in this kind of position can be stable. If he becomes ambitious, it will be detrimental to his son; and if he can make his career in the Royal Academy, his glory belongs to Humphrey's family.
This little boy servant did not "live up" the expectations of Baron Humphrey. During his enrollment, Tim won the royal blue with his excellent results. The third prince Carlisle even introduced Tim into his social circle-Tim got a new life, at the beginning, the Humphreys also won a royal manor.
Becoming an alchemist requires erudite knowledge and the talent of the caster.
Lucky Tim was recognized by the Caster's Association when he was thirty years old, and he became the upper class in human society. It's just...compared to others. A free caster, he is destined to be unable to get rid of the Humphrey family's surname and the Ferdinand royal family in his life, both of which are his "benefits". When they are in need, Tim must appear where he should appear.
This is why Tim Humphrey appeared on the prairie.
His Royal Highness Carlisle is taking risks, and Tim knows this. But he did not have the qualifications to persuade him, or even the qualifications to tell His Royal Highness Carlisle to be cautious. It would appear that he was unwilling, and he could not make such an indecent performance.
Fortunately... this prairie tribe has a wise... uh, cub, one glance through Carlisle's frivolity. Sticking to the coastline will increase the cost of trade, but it is better than letting the prince of a country go deep into the perilous grasslands. "He's too impolite." Darren complained in a low voice, "If...in our country, no one can be so disrespectful to..."
Tim glanced at the snow wolf man Languo who led the way in front of him, shook his head slightly, and gestured. Darren don't talk about this.
Darren curled his lips.
Darren, who was born in a citizen family, is accustomed to low-key, but he does not need to be cautious like Tim.
Tim once again turned his gaze to the snow werewolf Lan Guo, who led the way in front. This snow werewolf also looked tall, but thinner than the other snow werewolves. He was a little lame when walking, and seemed to have a disability.
This made Tim very curious, why does a snow wolf man with a disability have a status above the standard in this prairie tribe? Both Ashan and Ayue, who had been seen before, were not qualified to participate in the formal talks. What is so special about this snow werewolf?
Following Languo walked out of the tribe, Tim and Darren were stunned-ten earthen kilns lined up similar to bread ovens were smoking, surrounded by gravel and dirt, and piles on the ground not far away. It was full of long blocks; some snow werewolves were moving bricks, some snow werewolves were adjusting water in the piled gravel, and some snow werewolves were filling the sand, gravel and soil mixed with water into... wood In the framework of the system?
Lan Guo, who led the way, looked back at the two human guests, nodded lightly, then turned around, strode into the busy crowd, and picked up a basket that seemed to be woven with some kind of vine to pick up sand...
Tim & Darren : "..."
They stood at the brick-making site blankly, staring blankly at the blue fruit that was stained with mud for a short time...
"Who are they?" Someone noticed the two humans.
"Languo brought me here." The person next to him shook his head and said. Everyone who heard this turned their heads and glanced at Languo, and then they went to their own way-some people expect Languo to explain, this guy is not very talkative. Tim & Darren: "..."
The two humans looked at each other, and they both saw a daze from the look of each other. Obviously, whether it was the more cautious Tim or the more careful Darren, they couldn't figure out this group. What does the snow werewolf mean... It should be that Languo, who has a certain status, works like ordinary people.
Perhaps it is because the customs of the Snow Wolf tribe are different, but what about taking them on a tour? !
But let them walk on their own...it's really not good, who knows if this Snow Wolf tribe has any taboos, what if they collide with them and cause trouble for the third prince?
So the two had to stand there with painful faces, and it was inconvenient to get closer to see what the Snow Werewolves were up to, in case this was a secret knowledge forbidden to be seen by outsiders!
Fortunately, someone broke this unspeakable embarrassment before long. A snow werewolf ran from a distance and waved from afar: "Languo! The land is ready, come and help fertilize!"
Lan Guo straightened up, glanced at the people in the circle engineering team, raised their hands and clicked on the two of them: "Look at the kiln, and the others will follow me."
The snow werewolves immediately cleaned up their tools...
Lan Guo patted the mud on his body and left. He walked a few steps, stopped, turned his head and stared at the two humans.
A few seconds later.
"... Does he mean to let us follow?" Darren twitched his mouth.
"It seems to be." Tim's mouth was twitching.
After a trot with more than a dozen snow werewolves, a large area of particularly magnificent, finely plowed soil appeared before my eyes...
Tim had seen Humphrey's farm and walked up to see clearly. Those fields that were ready for planting were suddenly taken aback-he had seen the Humphreys' farms when they were plowing in spring, but the ground that the serfs drove the cattle to plow was not like this at all.
He remembered that the soil in the fields was piece by piece. There are still a lot of stones mixed in some places that the supervisor can't notice. Recalling the farming scenes in his memory, Tim suddenly trembled in his heart... He remembered the palpitating, numb, tired, lifeless faces on the farm. Everyone was working with their heads down and their eyes dull. He staggered and moved slowly. No matter how hard the overseer swung the whip and yelled, he couldn't make those "lazy bones" a little faster. Tim, who was only a teenager at the time, was scared by the horrifying scene and fled back to the little master who was playing in the garden. He remembered that he was very scared at that time and recalled that he was jealous of the manservant who was loved by the little master. What I said: I'm just the son of a serf. When the young master doesn't like it, I have to go back to farm.
Since then, "farming" has become the symbol of Tim's nightmare, the most terrifying end in his cognition. He closed his eyes slowly, and then looked at the farming scene of the Snow Wolf tribe, Tim's feeling was a little better. The Snow Wolf men in the fields were not the walking dead in his mind at all. These people are healthy and strong, although they are all over. It's all sweat and mud, but their expressions are relaxed, and they still have the strength to shout loudly and make jokes with their fellow clan. "Where is my nail rake? I put it here just now?"
"Let the snowflakes be taken away, who told you not to clean it up."
"Bring a few more shovel over here!"
Why do you do this?"
"Oh, who, don't you let the hoe be thrown here!"
Lan Guo took the two humans to the side of the ridge that didn't block the way, nodded at them, and pointed to the ground to signal not to run around. , Turned around and went to participate in the fertilization work...
"...Tim, dose this snow werewolf treat us as a burden at all?" Darren watched Languo walk away, and couldn't help but complain.
"...After all, this is an important spring plowing period." Tim could only say.
"It's too slow to pick, and whoever is not hungry will change a bit and drag the worm manure over!" someone shouted.
"I'll do it." Languo piled the hoe he picked up on the side of the road, and reached out to take off his pants.
Tim & Darren: "..."
"They have to take off their clothes before the fight, are they naked when they go to the battlefield..." Darren wanted to laugh a little but couldn't laugh. He was thin and left-handed. Languo, who has disabled feet and turned into a wolf, also has an amazing body shape, running and jumping so flexible that he can't see any problems with his legs. This natural fighting form really makes him, a sword warrior, unable to laugh.
"That's why they are naked. It's not that they don't care about it. It's what the race needs." Tim didn't think so much. Alchemists are capable of fighting. It's true that alchemists are generally protected... even if they are be captive, the identity of the alchemist is also a sign of life-saving.
Darren reluctantly nodded in agreement, and cast his eyes on the busy snow wolves in the field. Most of the adult snow werewolf's body shape is the same model as him, which makes Darren quite uncomfortable, who is used to having a physical advantage.
Suddenly, Darren realized that something was wrong. He frowned and recalled the three journeys back and forth in the snow werewolf tribe. His face gradually showed horror...
"Daren?"
"Uh...Tim, you have I didn't find that in the tribe of the Snow Wolf tribe, the rooms are all empty and no one is there." Darren a little hastily.
"They are busy spring ploughing." Tim wondered, why did Darren suddenly go offline?
"No, I mean, they all came out to work and didn't stay in the tribe to rest..." Darren turned his head stiffly to look at his companion, "We have also seen dozens of snow werewolves when we came in along the way, yes. "
"So?"
Darren swallowed, "You didn't find out? They are all... naked to the upper body, all males, and only that Ayun is wearing clothes-isn't there a woman in the snow werewolf tribe?"
"..." Tim's eyes widened.
Sweat beads appeared on Darren's forehead: "Moreover, Yumi is indeed the number one beauty in the royal city anyway, but... all the snow werewolves we met seemed to be unable to see her beauty... these snow werewolves , Shouldn't they be all—"
It's not uncommon for aristocrats who don't like women, Darren got a horse.
"..." Tim was dumbfounded.
Carlisle is also in a dumbfounded state. Xiao Yun took him to visit the warehouses of the Snow Wolf tribe, and used the full warehouse of grain, soybean and alfalfa to prove that the tribe had a strong capital for survival. Then he took him to see the endless open-air sheep pen, and let him see the only The transaction capital owned by a tribe with more than a hundred people should not be underestimated-there is no currency in circulation on the grasslands, and cattle and sheep are hard currency.
At the same time, it also shows the sincerity of the Xuelang tribe's transaction. Customers who negotiate the price with you and get money are high-quality customers!
Then, Xiao Yun asked him to meet with the human exiles contained in the tribe...
Still in the activity room, looking at the compatriot who was sitting in front of him, calling out his identity, Carlisle's worldview was faltering...
Carlisle is ready to be sold by his stupid teammates, which is within an acceptable range, but knowing that this snow wolf tribe did take in a human being, and has raised it for many years, and has raised it well.Carlisle feels nowhere. It's not right—Isn't it said that the only cats on the grasslands are the most friendly to humans, and the Tigers, Snowwolves and Tauren are quite cold!
The snow werewolf tribe has never attacked humans, but it is not really a race that is as friendly as a good neighbor!
"I met His Royal Highness Carlisle in a federal city, at a party of a Viscountess. Of course, I was lucky enough to get a ticket to the party, and His Royal Highness Carlisle was the guest of honor in the Viscountess table." Sal was humble but polite. He is not very humble, or it can be said to be a bit rude, "Ayun, His Royal Highness Carlisle is a man of the Southern Kingdom, even among the royal family, it is rare for people to be baptized with sacred blessings."
Never mind...he is a prince. We have hugged a big demon's leg that the green dragon has to bow his head, no, a demon-level figure!
Sal is so easy to have such an opportunity to show his own worth and brush up on his sense of existence. If he didn't take care of Ayun, why didn't he go and shoot the ass as a prince of the poor southern country!
Xiao Yun's smile remained unchanged, and his expression was calm. He smiled and nodded to the prince who had revealed his identity: "It turns out that you are the prince, I was impolite and rude."
Carlisle: "..." Such an insincere apology was really the first time the Prince saw him.
Xiao Yun had anticipated the identity of Carlisle, and now that he knew what he was a prince, it didn't feel strange. It wasn't that Sal didn't introduce the structure of the human kingdom, and the southern part of the population that added up to millions of small royal houses.
What's so shocking, a prince who inherits the rank behind, seems to be even lower than the prince of a prefecture-level city mayor, and is sincerely afraid of the prince of a prefecture-level city mayor? do not!
A casual apology to show respect to the royal family, Xiao Yun sighed, rather disapprovingly: "Our clan has a sincerity of 120,000 points in trading, but His Royal Highness concealed a lot from us... This is not good, we and the prince His Royal Highness also hopes to open a new business route on the grassland. I feel sorry for His Royal Highness's performance now. "
... There are 10,000 six-legged lizards running across Carlisle's heart. You are a teenage cub, Don't you think it violates the tone of the old people complaining about the young people's ignorance!
"This is indeed not my intention, there are really many unspeakable conceals." Carlisle slowed down stiffly. Xiao Yun nodded broadly: "I believe that your Royal Highness's descent into the grassland alone represents your sincerity. But if we both want to form a close alliance of interests, then we'd better be honest enough to announce to each other, let us Having a more in-depth understanding of our allies can prevent us from misjudging our own strength in the process of cooperation. What does the prince think?"
The black line of Carlisle's forehead...This guy really said it! Speak out so confidently about the Alliance of Interests! Shouldn't it be more euphemistic and decent?
He was about to speak, but Xiao Yun turned his head to look at Thrall: "Sal, how much do you know about the Southern Kingdom?"
Sal can mix in the aristocratic social circle as a civic class and a small merchant family. Although half of it relies on his surname and the shadow of his ancestors, he is not stupid. He doesn't need Ayun to tell him that he really wants to ask. What is it, and what is the purpose of asking this question, he immediately talked:
"I don't know much about other southern kingdoms. St. Bridge, the country of Prince Carlisle Harvey Ferdinand, is quite familiar. My father was alive. I am engaged in the spice business with the south. St. Bridge is located on the southeast coast of the southern tip of the mainland. It has a coastline of hundreds of kilometers and two port cities. Every year after the wind season, the port of St. Bridge will gather merchant ships. Most of the merchant ships belonged to the Lamian Merchant Group..."
Perak Barra introduced St. Bridge, a small country with a population of tens of millions and six cities, and Thrall wisely introduced the six southern countries. Situation-The human kingdom is often calculated by grouping the six countries that produce spices. But in fact, the six southern countries are not really united. For example, a certain country has always been eye-catching with the Federation, and a certain country has not taken refuge in the Holy See. The royal family members married certain priests...
Xiao Yun didn't ask Thrall the last time he asked so carefully. At this moment, when I heard it, I heard a lot of flavors... On the surface, the southern six countries are not dependent on each other, but in reality These countries dare not really draw a line with the Federation or the Holy See. While enduring the pressure of the two major forces, they occasionally have to pinch their noses and be happily exploited by others. When they are finished, they have to wave a handkerchief and pinch their throats. Let's walk slowly again...
Most of the small countries caught in the middle of the big powers are like this. The so-called long-sleeved dance and exquisiteness are all covered by the literati's brushwork. You can stand there properly because other people don't want to install you for the time being, and your value is not enough to let you. The strong have launched the army to conquer. If you have the value, you can try it-the Middle East countries on the earth are really kneeling and licking the big powers without the standards of Japan, South Korea and Canada? We are not such idiot.
Smiling and Yinyin looked at the silent prince, Xiao Yun said politely, "Prince Carlisle, you are taking chestnuts from the fire. Taking out the chestnuts from the burning fire, you will burn your hands when you are full."
Carlisle's face is very ugly, the other person's eyes look at him as if he sees through him thoroughly, he feels like he is sitting in the cold wind with no strands of body at the moment. Taking a deep breath, Carlisle could only suppress the pride of the royal family, and reluctantly smiled: "Mr. Ayun...why do you say that?"
The so-called dying to face and suffering is just like that. Xiao Yun doesn't think this prince can do anything anyway. Put your country's forces on the grassland, and honestly said: "If I can say offensively, your country's idea of opening up trade routes to seek vitality is correct, but His Royal Highness believes that your enemy is only backed by the human kingdom federation. The Lamian Chamber of Commerce, this is the mistake of knowing the enemy unknown."
"Let me make a simple analogy. His Royal Highness has an aristocratic political enemy in the country. The spice plantation worker in the home of this aristocratic political enemy launched a rebellion and wants freedom. , Welfare, high-tech, do not be exploited or squeezed. Then when the riots in this plantation grow louder and arouse the response of the farms and farm workers, you, as a king, will hold your hands aside. Was the aristocratic political enemy who watched the excitement and laughed at you even was killed by the rioting plantation workers, or should he immediately help the other party to quell the rebellion and suppress the riot?"
Carlisle looked at him with open mouth in horror, and completely forgot to keep it. Years of royal etiquette.
Even Sal was shocked by the example Xiao Yun gave, and the body he was sitting trembled a little.
Xiao Yun sneered. As a native Chinese, he never felt that the so-called royal family and aristocracy under the feudal power system were "decent" at all: "It is true that you would be willing to see your political opponents unlucky, but if you are here In the process, those workers who were supposed to worship wealth for you nobles and royal families got out of control, so in order to protect your exploiting privileges, you must unite with your political opponents to suppress workers' riots and wipe out those'suppressors' who are rebellious."
Xiao Yun leaned forward and approached the dumbfounded Prince Carlisle, coldly: "How is your country different from those plantation workers in terms of the Federation and the Holy See?"