Chapter 114

"Well, do those mobs have a lot of money"?

The big bellied Zweig koala is sitting on a luxurious leather chair. He gently shakes the ice wine in the glass, and puts his other hand around a maid who is not breathing well. He asks a sharp mouthed housekeeper.

"My Lord is as smart as a torch. You can see the cunning of those Untouchables at a glance. You can't hide anything from them. There is a lot of oil and water in the hands of those refugees. Now they have finally handed it over for bread.".

Hearing the housekeeper's compliment, Zweig laughed happily, and the chairs under his buttocks creaked.

"Listen to me, old Cora, those poor people seem to be in poverty one by one, but they are all the same as ququmai. As long as you squeeze them hard, you can always squeeze out oil and water, ha ha ha"!

"The master is really wise, but Lao Kela can't say such philosophical words.".

Seeing that his master was in a good mood, the housekeeper of the chicken thief rushed to express a flattery, and all kinds of praise were endless.

"But we still have so much grain in our warehouse, but those poor people have no money. What can we do next?"?

Thinking of the grain piled up in the warehouse, Rao Shi's cunning housekeeper also had some cluster heads. The excessive grain was the product of last year's bumper harvest. However, in order to bid up the price, the nobles did not hide the existence of this grain. Now such a plague has broken out, which has led to the disconnection between dolez and other territories.

Seeing that 500000 khakis (weight unit, about half a catty) are about to rot in the warehouse level, there is no place to sell them except minorhorn chamber of Commerce. Nobles began to put pressure on business agent Zweig one after another, asking him to give you an account.

Zweig also stopped smiling and put down his red wine. These grains are the common property of nearly half of the nobles in doraz city. In order to obtain benefits, Zweig paid a lot of price and recommended his family as an agent to sell grains. However, because of the current situation, there is no place to sell grains, which makes Zweig hard to deal with! Once the nobles decided to take back the grain and work alone, wouldn't the koala family lose all their money?

"Well, since those poor people have no money to buy food, but they have wives and children, it's not very good for them to exchange these" properties "for food."!

When Zweig looked at it, he suddenly thought of such a vicious method. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this method was feasible, that is, it could reduce the number of "cumbersome", obtain some slaves, and also gain the favor of other nobles. It could be said that it could kill many birds with one stone.

"But, sir, there are not so many slaves in the city now, and no other territory can accept any creatures from dolez"?

Old Clarke stalls, helpless and unwilling to point out the problem to Zweig.

"It's really a problem...".

Zweig thought about the solution in his heart, and poured all the red wine in his glass at the same time.

At this time, he immediately thought of a "business partner" whom he once cooperated with, but now he was afraid to avoid. After careful consideration, Zweig, blinded by greed, said greedily:

"don't worry, I'm a kind aristocrat, and those" lucky "pariah will have a good home.".

At last, zweil seemed to have made up his mind, breathed heavily, and then resumed the cruel smile of the plot's success. He grinned and recalled with a strange smile.

Zweig didn't hear the pain of the maid around him being kneaded by the palm of his hand, and didn't see the glimmer of joy that flashed through old Cora's eyes.

Different from the noble who had gained the last bit of property of the poor and was contented and happy, kaskasser now only felt that his world was so dark, dirty, cold and heartless.

After organizing the refugees to camp, kaskasser immediately rushed to the castle to meet golat. Until the moment he entered the castle, he still imagined that his Lord could mercifully consider for the people and withdraw the order of forbidding refugees to enter the city.

But his Lord was making out with his concubines and refused to summon kaskasser.

The despairing knight had to go to the church to seek help from the God he had always believed in. He hoped that the Church of herronis, the God of knights, could lend a helping hand to the starving poor outside the city, and at least persuade the nobles to provide some food and medicine for free.

However, the pastor of the herronis church clearly told kescalzer that herronis is a kind and orderly God, so as believers, they can send clergymen and apprentices to help refugees, but they have no right to dry aristocracy's "legal" will.

After thanking the clergyman of the heronis church, kescather found a new way. He led the pro signal night to call the civilians of dolez to donate materials, and called on every influential businessman and nobleman to jointly declare his position and petition to the Lord.

But the passionate kaskasser was disappointed again. Many people in dolez, who were bewitched by the nobles, completely forgot the contribution of the knight and the fact that the refugees outside were their close compatriots a week ago. They all spit on kaskasser angrily and resent him for saving the disaster back to dolez.And a few good people have no choice but to pray.

Until now, almost all the people hiding behind the wall of dolez are still convinced that when all the "garbage" that has been plagued dies, they can not only be intact, but also receive the property of the dead. They have never thought about the pain and despair of the refugees.

Seeing such a scene, kescather was disappointed at last. He also understood why the nobles and nobles who had always been against him didn't put any obstacles this time.

Because they know that their behavior from beginning to end is doomed to only four words to describe - futile!

"In the eyes of those guys, I'm an idiot clown"!

Kaskasser dejectedly finds a hotel that is still prosperous in business. For the first time, he buys a large box of high concentration ale. He gulps down the beer to stop the fight and let the alcohol paralyze his brain And the heart full of guilt for the refugees outside the city.

"Why, why is this so? Are not only the nobles, but also the common people the demons who come out of hell?"?

Like a child, the drunken kaskasser lay on the table and wept bitterly. Big drops of tears fell on the golden armor. In his mind, the miserable cry of those refugees when they were separated, the eyes of those hungry children worshiping themselves, and the eyes of those young girls looking forward to their going for relief.

"Sure enough, I'm just a waste knight. I'm doomed to accomplish nothing in this evil world!"

Kaskasser was depressed and said to herself to her distorted reflection in the wine bottle. Her face was blurred and twisted, and hazy in the flicker of the candle fire.

"No, young man, you are too extreme"!

When kescather was almost completely desperate, a white palm gently patted on his shoulder, a gentle fighting air instantly dispelled the drunkenness in kescather's body, and the kindness full of care and warmth seemed to flow through his heart as if it were the essence. This kind of sincere kindness was just what kescather expected Long lost warmth.

"Introduce myself, a handsome Ranger who takes" salvation "as his own responsibility - conkey Nino"

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