There were only two people in the spacious meeting hall, but the atmosphere was a little tense.
Mag looked at Dominic calmly. This marshal of the empire was lowering his head slightly at this moment.
"I know this is what he wants. As the marshal of the empire, you can't reject this request." Meg broke the silence. He looked at Dominic, and said, "However, Marshal, you are now the deputy commander of the alliance army. You bear the heavy responsibility of leading the alliance army to protect the Norland Continent. You are no longer just the marshal of the Roth Empire."
Dominic looked up at Meg.
"Before we became soldiers, we swore to be knights. We should protect the weak. This is what you said to me when we first met." Meg looked at Dominic. "Now that all the races are sincerely sending their troops to the Roth Empire and forming an alliance army to go north, if the Roth Empire still upholds the principle of empire supremacy, I will not accept it."
"I didn't manage to do what I lectured you all back then. It is really a little ironic." Dominic laughed self-deprecatingly. Then, he stood up with a serious expression. "I will resign from my position as the marshal of the Roth Empire and participate in this war as the deputy commander of the alliance army. I will do my best."
Meg also stood up and looked at Dominic. "Happy working with you, Marshal."
…
Rodu, Romo Street.
"Saipan Tavern …" A lady in a black lolita stood at the entrance of the tavern. She looked up at the signboard, and then at the tightly shut door with a disappointed expression.
Three silver coins. After struggling for two days, Vicky finally came to Romo Street with the note.
Only when one was in charge would one know how expensive food was. Vicky only understood this recently.
It couldn't be helped. The people in Rodu didn't know what opera was at all, let alone spend dozens of copper coins to watch an opera performance.
Of course, the poor condition of the opera house was also one of the reasons.
When she recruited the team members, she was very ambitious and drew a huge pie for them.
Now, they couldn't even eat the crumbs. All of them were so hungry that they looked sallow and emaciated …
This morning, five team members left a letter and left without saying goodbye.
They went to the Marca Singers, where they could eat and sleep, and that was enough of an attraction.
Today, Pascal had used money to humiliate her and seduce the other members. This was the reason why she had decided to come here.
When had she ever suffered such grievances?
Compared to Pascal and the wretched playboy, the uncle who could appreciate their performance was simply too amiable.
If he had to make a choice, he would definitely choose that uncle.
From his attitude towards the two little girls, it could be seen that he was not a bad person.
However, the tavern was closed, and there was a closed notice hanging on the door.
"Sigh …"
Vicky sighed. She touched the few copper coins she had left after buying breakfast for her team members. If she only ate porridge, she could survive for a few more days.
However, if five of them left today and another five left tomorrow, she would become a general without an army in a few days.
A year's worth of hard work had been completely wasted.
She was too ashamed to face the members whose dreams had been ignited by her.
"Hello, are you here for a drink?" A voice sounded from behind Vicky.
Vicky turned around and saw a girl with delicate features. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old.
"I'm here to look for the uncle at the tavern. It seems that he's not here." Vicky shook her head and was a little disappointed.
"Are you Vicky?" Mara asked tentatively.
Vicky's eyes lit up. She looked at Mara carefully and said, "You know me? Have you seen any of our performances? "
"Performance? I haven't seen it. "Mara shook her head.
"I see …" Vicky was a little hurt. "Then how do you know my name?"
"It's my master. He told me to keep an eye out for a girl who might come looking for him in the next two days." Mara smiled and said, "I just saw you standing at the door for a while. You looked like you had something on, so I came to ask."
"I see." Vicky nodded. She didn't think that the uncle would really take what happened before to heart.
"Then when will he be back? I do have something to talk to him about. "Vicky asked.
"He said he'll be away for a few days, but he didn't say when he'll be back."
Vicky was a little disappointed. If it was another two days, the members would probably all leave.
"Thank you." Vicky and Mara nodded and turned to leave.
She had to walk around the streets and see if she could find a way to make money, or sell one or two of the things she brought from home.
Perhaps she had already sold most of the things that could be sold, and the rest were things that couldn't be sold or couldn't be sold.
Sigh …
Just a single cent is enough to make this young miss worry to death!
"Wait!"
Mara called out to Vicky.
"Huh?" Vicky looked at Mara in confusion.
"My master asked me to give you something before he left. He also asked me to take you to a place," Mara said.
"What is it?" Vicky's heart was filled with anticipation.
"I'm not sure. Wait for me." Mara jogged back to Titan Tavern. Soon, she came out with an oiled paper bag and handed it to Vicky.
Vicky took the heavy paper bag, looked at Mara, and opened it.
There was a black money bag, a bunch of keys, and a letter.
Vicky opened the money bag first. The fifty shiny silver coins lit up her eyes.
Then, she picked up the bunch of keys, a little confused.
"Let's go. I'll take you to that place." Mara said as she walked forward.
Vicky hurriedly put away the things and quickly followed.
Soon, Mara stopped in front of a house.
It was a two-story building. Compared to the houses on both sides, it was twice as big and taller. The two-story building was as tall as the three-story building on the side.
The plaque on the door had long been removed. The slightly old door looked a little dusty, probably because no one had come in or out for a long time.
"What's this?" Vicky looked at Mara in confusion.
"Master didn't tell me anything." Mara shrugged and looked at the key in her hand. "But you can try to open it."
Vicky went forward, picked up the dusty padlock, inserted the key, and twisted it gently.
"Click."
With the crisp sound of a spring, the padlock was opened.
Mara pushed the door open and light shone in.
A spacious hall appeared in her sight. Dusty benches were casually piled up in the corner.
But what attracted Mara's attention was the stage in the hall.
Rays of light fell on the stage from the windows in the front and back of the room. The dust floated, but it also illuminated her dreams.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
