Chapter 676

"Master!"

The old housekeeper of the Northrend family looked at the head of the Northrend family standing in front of the study window, staring at the sky in the distance: Gail Northrend; His eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he couldn't help sighing in the bottom of his heart - as an old housekeeper who served three generations of the Northrend family, he certainly knew what his patriarch was thinking at the moment.

Port sass!

The port city that supports the economic lifeline of the whole Northland family!

I hope everything can go smoothly!

The old housekeeper prayed in the bottom of his heart - ten minutes after the change, all the news about sasport had appeared in his hands and was handed over to his patriarch by him; But what's the use? Just know, but can't stop and solve everything. It's better not to know!

Holy See!

At the thought of this culprit, the old housekeeper, who had always been a gentleman, couldn't help scolding in the bottom of his heart -- the Northrend family has long been used to some "changes" that occur every few years in port sass; There is nothing more clear about the insatiable nature of those businessmen than those who deal with these guys all day.

However, the Northrend family will not curb it, because the development and prosperity of Saskatchewan port are inseparable from these greedy guys - I have to admit that despite greed, these guys have a very good mind and some exquisite plans, which even the Northrend family can't help praising; Of course, even if it is praised again, when some of them have ideas they shouldn't have, the Northland family will never be merciful.

Get rid of the other party cleanly and accept part of the other party's business that is enough to make up for the loss, and the rest will be thrown to other businessmen who have been staring at it for a long time; And this is why every time there is blood in port SAS, some people will be frightened, others will cheer, and more people will flock to port SAS; As a matter of fact, after every bloody cleaning, the port of SASS will not fall and decay, but will burst into greater vitality and develop at an eye popping speed.

What matters to us is land and taxes, not to become a businessman!

This sentence in the family motto of the Northland family was completely inherited and better carried forward by the children and grandchildren, creating a large trading port such as port sass, one of the best in Lorant; This is the pride of everyone in the Northland family. It is precisely because they have given up their control over business and only collect taxes according to the type and quantity of goods, creating a relatively free competition environment for countless people. Only then can there be a large trade port such as port sass - such family motto will undoubtedly be inherited and carried forward by the descendants of the Northland family; In the Gulf region, create more existence like port SAS.

Every descendant of the Northland family thinks so!

Even the young man who is cynical and likes to be a demon hunter more than the head of the family thinks so!

However, now a crisis has unknowingly appeared in front of them - pirate attack!

Those bloodthirsty like jackals, greedy beyond all existence, are likely to land in port sass in an hour or two and plunder and kill wantonly; In the old housekeeper's mind, the port of SASS was like a locust crossing after the event - destruction is far easier than construction; It may take ten or even twenty years to build a decent Town, but one night is enough to destroy such a town!

And port sass is facing such a crisis at the moment!

As long as they can take away valuable things, these pirates will not give up; And those that cannot be taken away, with the consistent style of these pirates, will definitely be burned; At the thought that the prosperous port operated by the Northland family for a hundred years was burned into a white land, the old housekeeper began to feel a faint pain, especially when he thought it was a creature like an ant. Suddenly, the pain increased by a few points.

Holy See!

Another insult rose from the bottom of the old housekeeper's heart. As the housekeeper of the Northrend family, although it can't be said that everything is clear between the Holy See and the Northrend family, the old housekeeper knows the major events basically; But this time, it was a little different from what had happened before. He couldn't think that the Holy See would be so cunning, even mean.

Yes, it's cunning and despicable!

As early as a week ago, it came one after another that lutier, the new high priest of the Holy See, was ready to deal with the Northrend family; In this regard, the Northrend family with past experience did not panic, but arranged corresponding personnel step by step to resist and deal with it; However, in any case, the whole Northrend family, from the patriarch to the attendants, did not expect that the people of the Holy See would collude with the pirates.

At the thought of leaving only about 20% of the manpower in sass port to maintain the basic port and wharf operations, and at the thought of these 20% of the manpower have to face those fully prepared pirates and internal instability factors; The pain in the old housekeeper's heart became painful at this moment - the family always had an unimaginable desire to protect its own people; Even if this clan has committed a great mistake, it can only be solved by the people of their own family. Any outsider who dares to intervene will be ignored or even hated.

Just like the parents who love their children, they know their children are wrong, but they don't want others to discipline them - not to mention, as the oldest person in the family, the whole family is basically his younger generation; The old housekeeper treats the people of each family as nephews, children and grandchildren!

Faced with the fact that some nephews, children and grandchildren are about to die, the old housekeeper's eyes have already turned red. If he hadn't endured, tears would have surged out long ago; However, the old housekeeper knew that it was not time for tears. At least, his tears could not flow until some damn guy died——

"Get ready! Those guys are coming!"

Gail norther turned and said faintly to the old housekeeper in front of him; After a pause, when the old housekeeper had retreated to the door, Gail norther narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered, "send electricity to the people still in port sass. The family thanked them for everything... And... I'm sorry..."

"I see, sir!"

The old housekeeper bowed down and bowed out of the study - Gail norther, standing in front of the window, closed his eyes completely and painfully at the moment of gently closing the door of the study; The heavy breathing made his chest rise and fall rapidly, and reached out to hold the window edge, as if he could stand with the support of his hand.

A moment later, when breathing returned to normal again, Gail norther, who reopened his eyes, went to the desk and opened the third drawer on the right hand of the desk from top to bottom - there was no existence except an encrypted telephone in this drawer.

The password in my mind was input into the keypad attached to the phone as Gail norther picked up the microphone; After the short waiting tone, there was a silence in the microphone, as if the telephone had broken down in an instant; Gail norther was not surprised. His voice said calmly, "the holy see is coming, ready to fight!"

After a word, Gail norther hung up the phone without waiting for a reply; After getting up from the chair again, Gail norther went straight to the bedroom in the study - a one handed sword full of the smell of the dark ages, a brown hard leather armor and a pair of wristbands were placed in the wardrobe in the bedroom, took off his home coat and picked up the leather armor hanging in the wardrobe; Gail norther stretched out his hand and gently stroked the waves and mermaid's family emblem in the middle of his chest, with a solemn look.

The glory of the family will be handed down forever!

Silently reciting the faith in his heart, gelnost put on his leather armor, put on his wrist guard, picked up the one handed sword with scabbard, turned and walked out.

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Dang... Dang

The bell in the manor rang twelve times in a row. Suddenly, everyone, even the attendants and servants in the manor, entered a state of alert, and some old people in the manor were even more serious - there were extremely strict regulations on the number of bells in Northland manor, except that the branch sounded once at midnight and noon every day, It only sounded six times and nine times at the Midsummer Festival and the harvest celebration.

Twelve consecutive bells have only one meaning - alert, with the invasion of foreign enemies and the highest level of alert!

Obviously, such things are not common. Even if they know that there are such regulations, some young people still feel at a loss - although they are fully armed, they stand there with a trace of confusion and subconsciously turn their eyes to some old elders; After all, nearly thirty years have passed since the last twelve consecutive bells; At that time, Gail norther, their patriarch and head of the family, was just a teenager.

"Everyone line up! Gather at the fountain next to the manor square!"

An old man of the Northrend family, looking at the slightly disordered scene, immediately stood up and shouted - as an old man of the Northrend family who has experienced the same crisis, he knows what is most important at this time; It is obviously impossible for a flustered ethnic group to cope with the next crisis; Although it is not necessary to be calm to simultaneous interpreting those strong men, they should at least keep their cool.

Otherwise, before the enemy arrives, he will be struck by all kinds of chaotic thoughts without any confidence - such examples are not absent, but they are very common in the late dark age and the early blood age; At that time, the riots had spread to the whole territory of Lorant, the witches were harassed, and some of their attendants were unbearable; Often, just hearing the emergence of a riot army, they will flee and collapse into an army; It doesn't matter how many people the other party is, how well it is equipped, or whether it has the corresponding combat capability.

Some scholars once said that at the end of the dark ages, the servants of those wizards were the "backbone" that accelerated the demise of the whole wizard Dynasty - of course, compared with the rotten wizard Dynasty, the Northland family, which also existed since the dark ages, was countless times better!

As soon as they heard the cry of their elders, they were at a loss, and the young people with a little loss quickly took action; According to the usual training, five vertical and 15 horizontal queues were formed in an extremely orderly manner - looking at the young people who responded quickly, the old man's eyes couldn't help showing relief, followed by a touch of unspeakable pain; He knows very well that after the night, many of the younger generation standing here will die, or even half will not be retained, or the number will be less.

Holy See!

The old man clenched his teeth; It's not just the old people. Most of the old people in the Northland family scold at the bottom of their hearts, and their faces are also gnashing their teeth; Anger, hatred and other emotions are changing on these old people's faces, but they are not afraid - perhaps there is a trace of worry in their hearts, but they will never be afraid!

Northrend, such a family title, can be retained until now, which is the result of countless ancestors and elders' blood and life; Now, it's time for them who have been enjoying the glory and convenience of the family to pay; Just as their ancestors and elders did for them; At the moment, they are also for their future generations!

Step! Step! Step!

The sound of heavy footsteps came from the manor, and a strange blue light appeared in the eyes of Northrend people standing in the square - even at night, just under the moonlight, the strange blue emitted from the armor was still dazzling and dazzling, but only the team of 30 people burst out a feeling comparable to the surging sea, People unconsciously feel suffocated.

Neptune!

The Northrend family is a team composed entirely of elite people - everyone in the Northrend family who claims to be the descendant of the sea god knows that there is such a team, and sincerely hopes that they can enter such a team; However, not everyone can achieve their wishes; Every two years from the age of 10 to the age of 16, every child of the Northrend family will participate in the selection. Only those who meet the standards of talent, strength and mind can stay; Although there are three chances, few can be elected; Therefore, every child left behind will be envious of the partners who disappear nearby.

Not only the parties, but also their parents will be honored to be elected; Because they will be respected far more than others, whether they are lineal or collateral, this respect will not change - and what can get this respect is naturally the matching strength.

Since being elected, every Northrend will bid farewell to their previous identity. Whether you are a direct or collateral, there is only one identity here - Neptune; Only after five years of rigorous training, not dead, disabled, and passed, can they be called intermittent Neptune descendants.

Because of this, the number of people who have been regarded as the strongest Poseidon by the northerners is not large, and only 50 people were in the most prosperous time; However, behind the high elimination rate is the pronoun of great strength; Every Northrend among the Poseidon descendants will not be much different from any famous demon hunter for a long time. If it is better than team cooperation and team operation, even if the strength is equal and the number is doubled, the Poseidon descendants will never lose, and can even win.

The Poseidon team of 30 people walked to the fountain and stood at the front of the first five queues; None of the northerners complained about it; This is the performance of strength. When these Poseidon descendants appeared, they already understood the absolute gap between the two sides; However, most people still looked at the person at the front of the Poseidon team, with doubt and deep admiration in their eyes.

Linda norther, standing there, is the eldest daughter of the norther family, who has been designated as the next heir of the norther family by Gail norther - the young people of the norther family secretly admire this kind-hearted, gentle and beautiful young lady; If it weren't for the fact that the eldest lady had already indicated that she had a sweetheart, and according to inference and rumors, the sweetheart of the eldest lady was likely to be that one, the young people in these families would definitely dig three feet to find out the despicable guy who stole their goddess's heart, and then duel in turn, and they must live or die.

However, even so, most of the young people of the Northrend family are still secretly unhappy at the bottom of their hearts; Even, one after another secretly feigned that emotional matters are not determined by strength; Don't think that the patriarch can marry Miss Linda if he likes you - yes, young people think that their patriarch has to tie each other to the family chariot because of each other's strength, so as to sacrifice their daughter's happiness; This is not uncommon in the Northrend family; In fact, several such young ladies have been married for such purposes in history.

However, at the moment, all the young people were stunned when they looked at the eldest lady in armor and her long chestnut hair was tied into a horsetail - Linda, who was weak and quiet in the past, was full of heroism, just like a scabbard sword. It was really not the kind of existence that could be controlled by others at will.

The faint invisible disturbance calmed down immediately after Gail norther came out; Apart from one person, almost everyone looked at the head of his family, the head of his family, and the helmsman of the Northrend family - looking at his sister who was wearing armor, with a long sword hanging around his waist and a trident on his back, and stood beside his father with flashing eyes and complex emotions.

Worried, hesitant and helpless, the teenager finally gritted his teeth and erased the amulet on his chest - it was used for communication when his teacher gave him the most dangerous time.

The decadence of PS sick codewords requires all kinds of protection ~ ~ ~ ~ (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my biggest motivation.)