Chapter 74

The South Gate of Heibao town is a special gate for caravans. The road here is wide and can be used for four carriages to pass side by side at the same time. The materials of Heibao town flow in and out from here.

At this time, it was in the morning. There was a bustle outside the south gate. A large number of motorcades were waiting in long lines for the guards of Heibao town to check the goods and collect taxes. Only in this way could they be eligible to enter Heibao town. This process is relatively slow. Some teams need to wait outside the south gate for a few days before they can be allowed to enter. So many people built horse sheds and hotels nearby to provide various services for these motorcades. After a period of time, it even looked like a small town.

Several Coachmans are sitting under a shed to rest. Their motorcade has been waiting outside for two days. It should be their turn to enter the city today.

"Come on! Come on! You guys hurry to set up the car!"

A middle-aged man hurriedly greeted several Coachmans. He was in charge of the caravan.

The coachman ran excitedly to the carriage. Their skillfully put the harness on the back of the young horse and pulled up the reins, but they heard the steward shouting again

"Move the carriage to the side of the road and get out of the way!"

"Sir, have we been crowded by other caravans?" A coachman asked in amazement. He encountered this situation many times. Sometimes he made others advanced, and sometimes others made them advanced, depending on the background of the caravan.

"Nonsense! Pull to the side."

After being reprimanded by the steward, the coachman did not dare to delay, and soon led the carriage to the roadside. After they were busy, they found that other motorcades had given way to the roadside, and even the motorcade preparing to enter the city quickly gave way.

"What's going on?" A young coachman stabbed his partner. It was the first time he came out to catch a car.

"Hey, hey! It must be a big man who wants to enter Heibao town. Maybe it's the noble master." The older coachman whispered with a smile.

Sure enough, after a while, a team of men and horses came from a distance. Ten well-dressed cavalry surrounded by two carriages came to the South Gate of Heibao.

When the motorcade came to the front, the young coachman took a breath of air-conditioning. He saw that the first carriage was covered with a magnificent beast.

The coachman again stabbed his companion with his elbow, but before he could speak, he heard the old coachman yell, "bow your head and salute. Don't you see that this is the Baron's frame?"

The young man found that the arrogant steward was also saluting the carriage. He bowed his head in panic, but when the carriage approached, he couldn't help looking up quickly. He wanted to see the giant beast again, but a pretty face suitable for anger and Joy came into his eyes through the window.

"How beautiful!" The young coachman murmured, a little crazy for a moment.

"Ah! I've left. What's crazy! You can miss the noble?" The old coachman sneered.

"I... I'm curious! I've never seen such a monster or such a beautiful carriage!" The young coachman explained redly.

"No idea! It's a giant rhinoceros! It's used by noble masters to pull carts. Each one costs 3000 gold sol."

The old coachman despised him. The young man drove the carriage well and worked hard. He was deeply liked by the steward, so he had to give him a blow when he caught the opportunity.

"Have you seen that kind of carriage? If you can tell the style of carriage, I'll convince you!" The young man with his neck tied is always ridiculed by the old coachman, which makes him a little angry.

"This... I really haven't seen such a carriage. Have you seen it again?"

"I haven't seen it either! But I know that the front wheel of the carriage is small and the rear wheel is large. It must turn flexibly, and the wheel doesn't seem to be made of wood. If only I could drive that carriage once!"

It's better to carry the noble lady. The young man added another sentence in his heart.

Victor didn't know what the young coachman was thinking. He only saw Lilia staring out of the window, a little distracted.

"What are you thinking?" Victor asked Lilia with a smile.

"I didn't think about anything. It's just a little strange to take a noble carriage for the first time." Lilia smiled sweetly at Victor.

"It was the same scene when I first saw the noble travel. Other motorcades and pedestrians gave way and people saluted the motorcade, including me. At that time, I especially wanted to know what was in the noble carriage? I also wanted to sit in the noble carriage and see what was outside?"

Especially when I first saw sister Nicole sitting in a carriage with adults, I especially wanted to go in. Leia thought silently.

"Now, do you find anything different?" Asked Victor with interest.

"I don't know. It doesn't seem to be different. I think it's very different." Lilia shook her head in some confusion.

"Strength and mentality have not changed, but the status is different. The most important thing is that the carriage is different!" Victor explained faintly, and then brought the topic to other aspects. He has never been cold about feelings.

Sure enough, Lilia tilted her head around the car and asked victor.

"What can a carriage be different?"

"I've been in noble carriages for countless times. Only this carriage is the most stable and comfortable. Do you know why?"

Lilia couldn't answer. She hadn't experienced the bumps of the noble carriage, so Victor said, "the carriage of this carriage hasn't changed much, but the base and wheels have been improved by the free carpenter. Especially, the wheels are wrapped with a layer of ground lizard skin and filled with golden grass, so this carriage is better than all noble carriages."

"What's the difference? Isn't it the same?" Lilia doesn't understand.

"There is a big difference. The improved carriage has faster speed, greater load, more flexible steering and less labor for livestock. This means that the transportation efficiency will be greatly improved. We will arrive in 10 days after the original 15 day journey."

"Whether it's 10 days or 15 days, we'll always be there." With that, the girl sat on Victor's lap and traveled with victor. She couldn't wait to be as slow as possible.

Victor adjusted his sitting posture and held the glued Lilia in his arms, which was really casting pearls before swine.

In this way, Victor's car arrived at Rose Manor unknowingly.

The walls stacked with white glaze rock are still as bright and clean as white jade, but the trees behind the walls have grown a large number of young leaves and look vibrant. Victor adjusted his clothes, took a deep breath, walked to the door of Rose Manor, and thought of seeing Sylvia, who was beautiful and wise, his heart was a little hot.

Before Victor reached the gate, the carefully dressed manor housekeeper came over and bowed to him and said, "Baron Victor, the countess is on lunch break. I don't see any guests today."

Victor's eyes were frozen, and he said to the old housekeeper in a warm voice, "it's presumptuous of me to come. Please convey my greetings to Mrs. Sylvia and I'll visit again tomorrow."

"I will certainly convey your Excellency's greetings to the lady, but I suggest you go to Heibao first and meet the count." Then the old housekeeper bowed to victor and left.

Victor returned to the carriage, his face as heavy as water. He whispered, "go to the black castle in the East."

Seeing that the Lord's face was not good, the atmosphere of the team became dull. Lilia no longer dared to bother victor. She sat quietly aside and soon the team drove to Heibao.

Victor looked up at the black castle, which was more than 50 meters high, and couldn't help praising its majesty and massiness. He didn't know when he could have his own castle.

When Victor entered the black castle, the guards at the door did not stop him. A young man in a senior waiter's suit was waiting for Victor at the gate. He was Max, the clerk of the count of York.

"Lord Victor, please follow me." Max showed a standard aristocratic smile, bowed slightly, and motioned Victor to follow him.

Victor also saluted Max politely. In the noble family, both housekeeper and clerk are vassals with Knight blood and should be respected.

Max led Victor to a lounge, turned and said.

"Your Excellency Victor, the governor is on business. I'll inform you first. Please wait a moment."

"Help yourself." Victor responded faintly.

Victor looked at the lounge a little and sighed. In the past few months, he has stepped into the black castle again. Compared with his first rebirth in the black castle, his mentality is completely different now.

At the moment of his rebirth, although he had no power to speak of, as a Strider in the modern civilized world, Victor thought his knowledge and wisdom were much higher than those of these aborigines, not to mention his x-3. It is this psychological advantage that makes Victor despise and even despise the nobles here. He thinks he can play with others, which is actually a kind of arrogance.

But in the past few months, the fact that he had made frequent mistakes made Victor admit that he was not as smart as he thought, and that the nobility he regarded as a woodlouse was more adaptable to the world, more intelligent and even smarter than him.

This understanding made Victor put away his arrogance and began to reconsider himself, which also aroused a stronger fighting spirit.

Victor closed his eyes, meditated, and silently operated the Golden Toad secret form. The anxiety, anger and anxiety caused by the cold reception gradually quieted down from his heart. He abandoned the adjustment of x-3 and let his mind move with the blood. Slowly, Victor entered the state of forgetting things and me. With the deepening of visualization, Victor seemed to see the blood flowing in the body, and his breathing naturally agreed with the key points of the Golden Toad's secret form. If there was a breeze around him, it would die with him, So Victor sat motionless for three hours.

What Victor didn't know was that a pair of eyes were quietly observing him through a dark hole in the wall.

"This boy, how long have you been sitting?" Asked the white count of York, sitting in a broad armless chair.

"My Lord, it has been three hours." Max wiped the sweat on his head and said back. He only felt backache. He stared at it for almost three hours.

"Never moved?"

"Never moved!"

"The boy must be asleep. I can't make him so comfortable. Go and wake him up. I want to see him." Said the count of York, gritting his teeth.

Max hurried to the lounge next door. He really didn't want to stare at it any more.

"It's the king's nobles. They're so angry." Murmured the count of York, in a low voice that only he could hear.

"Vicky... Your Excellency! Your Excellency has summoned you."

Victor suddenly opened the door of the lounge and startled max, who was about to knock. He wondered, didn't the little Baron fall asleep?

"Let's go!" Victor said to the clerk with a smile.

Under the guidance of Mike, Victor met the fatter governor again.

"Good day, count. I haven't seen you for many days. You've lost weight again." Victor saluted the count.

"Really? Hehe, I'm really thin." The count touched his fat face in surprise and said proudly.

"Yes!" Max coughed to remind the complacent count of York not to be flattered.

"Then, Baron Victor, what can I do for you to see me this time?" The count of York cleared his throat and asked majestically.

"My Lord, I'm here for help." Said Victor, bowing.

"Aid, hehe, is there no food?" York smiled out of sight.

"Yes, a few days ago, my men went to Heibao town to buy food, but they only bought a little, not even enough for a month. Therefore, I want to ask adults to help me with a batch of food."

The count of York pushed a sheepskin scroll across the table in front of victor.

"Sign this. It's easy to say anything."

This deja vu scene made Victor a little funny, but last time he signed it, and this time he would never sign it, because it was a vassal document!

"Sir, it's illegal. You know, I'm the Lord of the Wimbledon family, not your vassal."

Victor's slender finger gently touched the sheepskin scroll, and the instrument slipped in front of York again.

"Wimbledon family? Hehe, your family name is noble, but your family has long been fragmented and scattered in various kingdoms. Do you know how many Wimbledon nobles have become vassals of other lords?"

"Your Excellency is right, but all the nobles of King Gambis know that my wife, marquis Sophia, paid for the territory of Renma hill. If I betray her, I will be despised and excluded by all the nobles."

At this time, Victor can only pull the banner of cheap wife. He said, "why don't you listen to my plan? Maybe both of us will be satisfied."

"There is no need to talk about anything except signing this document." The count of York waved his hand aggressively, and then cried, "otherwise, you'll starve to death!"

Seeing Victor's silence, clerk Max came forward and said: "Lord Victor, you may have forgotten that in the wind season, you have to pay grain and annuity to the Kingdom, as well as 11 taxes to the glorious church. As far as I know, you have only cultivated 2000 mu of cultivated land, and the sowing water season has passed. At that time, you may face huge fines and even be taken back. And your problem is that you have signed this document Will be solved. "

"Thank you for your kindness. I'll leave first." Victor got up, bowed to the count of York and walked decisively to the door.

"Victor, don't expect Sophia to help you!"

Seeing that Victor was about to leave the room, the count of York roared angrily, "don't you know? Sophia is pursuing the Golden Knight Andre, and she won't care about you at all! On the contrary, if she pursues Andre, think about your end!"

Victor stepped down and left the room firmly, but a cold murderous spirit flashed in his eyes.

When Victor came out of the black castle, his expression was calm.

"Victor! Why have you been talking for so long?" Anxious Lilia came up in surprise.

Victor smiled, shook his head, grabbed the girl's waist and said, "let's go to the central Cathedral!"

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"How's it going? Where's the boy?"

When a waiter entered the governor's office, the count of York asked angrily.

"My Lord, the little Baron just came out of the central cathedral and was sent out by the church's host God's father. They seem very happy. I've made it clear that the little Baron has just donated 2000 kingsol to the church." The waiter replied respectfully.

"2000 kinsol! That's my money! It's the money cheated from me!" The Earl of York was furious.

"My Lord, now the little Baron has checked into the asters Hotel and wrapped a whole floor." Said the attendant.

"Asters? That's the most expensive hotel! It's covered the whole floor! How much does it cost? It's also with my wallet!" The count is more angry.

"Well, my Lord, asters are your industry." Max came forward and warned.

Before the count of York calmed down, the attendant said, "it's also adults' money."

"Philip, what do you want to say?" Max asked unhappily.

Philip ignored Max and said to count York, "Sir, the boy is telling you that he is not short of money. He can buy food elsewhere. Even if he can't buy food, as a pioneer Lord, he can seek the support of the church."

"What a cunning fellow!" At the servant's words, the count of York took a breath of air-conditioning.

"Yes! The boy is too cunning, but also because his wife is too kind. If he had only given the boy thousands of kinsol according to the adult's wishes, he would have to sign the vassal document obediently today." Philip said flatteringly to the count.

Count York sat for a moment without expression and said to his attendant, "Philip, you're right. Come here. I have something for you to do."

Philip was overjoyed. He glanced proudly at max and walked towards the count.

"Come and see what this is?" Count York ordered a document on the table.

When Philip looked down to see clearly, Earl York fiercely grabbed Philip's hair, pressed him on his desk, picked up a purple gold cup and hit Philip fiercely on the back of his head.

Philip collapsed on the table without humming, while the count still smashed his head again and again, red and white, splashing everywhere.

Count York, covered with blood, pushed Philip with a broken head off the table, looked around the attendants coldly, and said in a cold voice, "you all have to remember! Without madam, we are a pile of dog shit!"

"Clean up here. Give this scum to my dear brother, viscount Fred, and tell him to stop!"