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Chapter 251 "Retired Knight"
After the spring drill ended, Loulan City has returned to its usual hustle and bustle.
The "City of Miracles" that has spread throughout the Northwest, with its geographical location close to the border, and its superior natural environment close to the richest lake in the Northwest, Lake Loulan, has gradually replaced the former capital of Nuling Province under the jurisdiction of Governor Bohan, and gradually became the largest border trade center in the Northwest.
Despite the harassment from the prairie invaders and the Northwestern Army's display of military might, Loulan City is still in a state of chaos. Fortunately, when the official news came that the Northwestern Army had beheaded Golden Wolf Head, it at least conveyed one thing: the Northwestern Army did not rebel.
As long as this news is spread, the people of the Northwest can breathe a sigh of relief.
As for the prairie ….. After the last riot, the royal court has reportedly sent an envoy to the capital. At least until the negotiations between the two sides break down, a temporary peace can still be guaranteed.
Loulan City's garrison chief, Dardanelle, strictly implemented Du Wei's "loose on the outside but tight on the inside" strategy. After the Northwestern Army retreated, the border trade in the towns outside the city reopened. Large groups of Tulip Family cavalry were sent out to patrol the surrounding areas. The city gates of Loulan City didn't seem to be heavily guarded. Merchants could still enter and leave the city with the certificate of the merchant group. However, in the dark, they had already begun to closely monitor visitors from the grasslands, especially those who wore strange clothes.
Soon after, the conscription notice was posted on the city gate's bulletin board.
On such an evening, there was a bustling crowd in front of the bulletin board. In the distant trade market, merchants from all over the continent were loudly bargaining with each other. Squads of Tulip Family soldiers were patrolling back and forth.
There was a lone horse coming from the northeast road. Riding on the horse was a middle-aged man. His figure was thin, but his face could be described as handsome. Although he looked to be in his forties, his hand gently held the reins. His fingers were extremely long and his joints were firm. One look and you could tell he was a martial artist. Although his figure was slightly thin, it was extremely well-proportioned and sturdy. He was wearing a strange robe. This kind of coarse robe was commonly worn by the northern residents. The coarse fabric was not only resistant to the cold, but was also resistant to dirt. However, this person's expression and aura were definitely not that of an ordinary commoner. Although the horse he was riding was just an ordinary horse, he habitually straightened his body. In the eyes of the veterans, that posture was the standard posture of Knight, who was used to riding a horse in battle.
What was even stranger was that he was dressed casually, and there was only a small bag on his horse. Other than that, he did not even have a sword.
It should be known that in the northwest, the land was barren, the people were tough, and there were also horse bandits running rampant. Therefore, all the merchant groups that came and went from the south to the north would bring a large number of armed guards with them. In such a place, it was normal for fights to break out at the slightest disagreement. It could be said that in the northwest, except for women and children, most people who went on a long journey would carry weapons with them. Swords, sabers, scimitars and the like were all common. Occasionally, those who had money would be equipped with leather armor.
However, this person was dressed lightly, and did not even carry a short sword. He rode alone all the way to the city gate. The soldier guarding the city gate glanced at him and casually asked: "Where are you from?"
"… … the north."
"The north? The north is big! I'm asking you a question. Don't be vague. Where are you from? "
This person smiled faintly. Facing the soldier's stern question, he did not get angry. Instead, he smiled faintly. On his thin and handsome face, there was a trace of calmness. He softly spat out a few words:
"Frozen Forest."
When these words came out, the soldier guarding the city gate became even more puzzled. An officer next to him frowned and looked at this person: "Frozen Forest? I've never heard of anyone living there … … are you a mercenary? Looking at your appearance, you are also a warrior, right? "
This middle-aged man was very patient. His smile could be considered gentle: "I used to be … … but I'm retired now."
The officer looked at him. This person only had such a small bag and did not even have a weapon on him. Looking at his age, it was reasonable to say that he was a retired mercenary.
"From your accent, you are also from the northwest?" After a simple inspection of the luggage, the officer's tone became much gentler: "Our duke is recruiting talents. Since you practice martial arts and are also from the northwest, why don't you try your luck outside the city's garrison? The garrison is currently under the duke's orders. If you have some skills, you might be able to make a living. It's better than going back home and guarding a few lean fields. "
The middle-aged man smiled and looked at the officer. He thanked him and led his horse into the city.
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After entering the city, the middle-aged man rode slowly on his horse and curiously looked at Loulan City's scenery. Loulan City's current population exceeded 150,000 and was considered one of the largest cities in the northwest. The streets were built very wide. Merchants of different races often drove large carts into the city, but the wide streets were not crowded at all. The residents of the city could be considered to be living and working in peace. Du Wei's one-year tax exemption policy was very popular. Other than the occasional patrol team or two, the rest of the streets were orderly. There was an endless stream of people coming and going with all kinds of accents. The middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh.
After being away from home for so many years … … I can't believe the northwest has such a prosperous city.
Teacher … … perhaps your advice is correct. This Du Wei can really change the northwest.
He casually asked the passersby about the direction of the Duke's Mansion. Those who were asked by him, when the Duke's Mansion was mentioned, all of them showed a sincere respect from the bottom of their hearts, and in addition to respect, there was also a bit of reverence. However, when the Duke of the Tulip Family was mentioned, everyone praised him. They only said that the God of Light had opened his eyes and finally sent a good lord to the Desa Province.
When they mentioned how the Duke of the Tulip Family was so resourceful, how he performed miracles to make the land harvest, how he built a majestic city in three months, how he raised taxes for the people for a year, how he shot an arrow and so on … … Their saliva flew everywhere. They described Du Wei as a rare and unparalleled character.
When the middle-aged man asked for the direction of the Duke's mansion, the passersby immediately respected him. They thought he was someone related to the Duke's mansion and enthusiastically pointed the way. Some even volunteered to lead the way.
In fact, Du Wei's Duke's mansion was not difficult to find. The tallest building in the city was Du Wei's Duke's mansion. The castle was more than 30 meters high and the top of the tower was fluttering with the Golden Tulip Family flag.
As the middle-aged man rode his horse all the way here, the street beside the Duke's mansion was a lot quieter. Even if there were pedestrians passing by, they consciously kept their movements light and did not dare to make a ruckus.
Looking at the heavily guarded guards on the suspension bridge, the middle-aged man seemed to smile. Dismounting his horse, he was about to walk over when a group of people suddenly laughed from the side.
"Madam Dean, don't listen to his nonsense. Don't you know what kind of temper our dean has? I'm afraid the unlucky ones this time are the Northwest Army. I think in this world, only our dean can scheme against others. The one who can scheme against our dean hasn't even been born yet! "
Another slightly calmer voice from the side spoke up: "Don't talk nonsense in public! You haven't finished your homework for today. If you talk nonsense again, I'll punish you by making you fly out of the city for one or two hundred laps! " After a pause, the calm voice continued: "Madam Dean, I think it's getting late. Let's hurry back."
Looking around, the middle-aged man saw several young people wearing gray apprentice robes. Clustered around a 15 to 16 year old girl, they're like stars surrounding the moon as they head towards the castle. The girl in the middle walked in the middle, and the surrounding young people had respectful expressions. They carefully surrounded her, but also deliberately kept a little distance, as if they were afraid that they would accidentally blaspheme this charming and cute girl.
The girl in the middle is indescribably shy. Her originally beautiful face is dyed with a layer of red due to shyness, making her even more alluring. Her pair of big watery eyes, but as if she's afraid to look at people, she only bites her lips and shyly says: "You … … You guys, don't call me … … Dean's husband, Madam … …"
Seeing this, the middle-aged man had a rough idea of what's going on. Gently smiling, he walked over and stood in the middle of this group of people.
"Who's there?" Among them, the slightly calmer young man saw him and frowned slightly. However, he subconsciously took a step forward and blocked in front of the young girl. Although his true strength was far inferior to the young girl's, it seemed that he was thousands of miles away from her.
"Excuse me." The middle-aged man's voice is very calm: "The 'Dean' you are talking about is probably His Excellency the Duke of the Tulip Family. I was entrusted by a friend to come to the Northwest to pay a visit to His Excellency the Duke. "
These magic apprentices were naturally Du-Wei's students, and to be able to be called "Madam Dean" by this group of students, there was no need to ask, it was naturally the genius stutterer Vivian.
Vivian is blushing from being called "Madam" by this group of people. That time, after he got drunk, he acted like a crazy drunkard in front of everyone. After that, it had a miraculous effect. However, all of these students had already determined that this beautiful young lady, whom they revered like a celestial being, was the future Madam of the Dean. In their words and deeds, they don't hide anything. Vivian is naturally shy and extremely thin-skinned. Coupled with that drunken incident, she regards it as the biggest embarrassment of her life. Every time someone brings it up, she can't help but feel embarrassed.
Today, she brought a few students to the shops in the city to buy some things. On the way back, she was called "Madam" by this group of students. Fortunately, the head of the students, Sieg, is still steady and appropriate to change the topic. At this moment, suddenly seeing such a strange person blocking the way, Vivian can't help but be stunned for a moment. Looking at the middle-aged man standing in the middle of the road, his figure and demeanor are really indescribable.
The other party seems to be casually standing in the middle of the road, but all the surrounding people's elegance are concentrated on him. He seems to be smiling calmly, but the kind of hidden momentum is definitely not something an ordinary person can have.
"Excuse me … … You are … …" Vivian appropriately took a step forward.
"Ah … …" The middle-aged man looked at the shy girl and smiled: "If I'm not wrong, you should be mage Vivian. I heard a friend of mine mention your name. He praised you a lot in front of me. "
Vivian is slightly embarrassed, but she still curiously looked at this middle-aged man. After confirming that the other party is not malicious, she smiled and said: "I … … I am Vivian. You, you are … … "
The middle-aged man rummaged through his clothes and finally pulled out a badge. "This was given to me by my friend. I met him in the Frozen Forest, but he rushed back first because of something urgent. I was a little injured, so it took me a while to come over. "
Vivian took the badge and looked at it, her eyes immediately lit up! This badge clearly belongs to Hussain! The silly girl immediately understood the identity of the middle-aged man in front of her: "Ah! You are … … "
"My name is Rodriguez," Rodriguez said. The middle-aged man smiled lightly: "I used to be a Knight … … But now, I'm just a cripple."
After saying that, he raised his right hand. What surprised Vivian is that this Paladin's right hand, is already broken at the wrist! His entire right hand is gone!
Looking at Vivian's shocked eyes, Rodriguez smiled very calmly: "I have been hesitating, a cripple like me, after saying goodbye to the identity of a Knight, what should I do. But fortunately, the friend who gave me this badge said that maybe the Duke of Tulip Family can take me in. So … … after thinking about it again and again, I came to the Northwest. "
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Sorry, today's update is so late, and … … today there is only one chapter. I am sick, acute gastroenteritis, vomiting and diarrhea … … I am also very depressed, the day before yesterday I asked for leave, yesterday I just made up for what I owed, today there is another situation … … sigh. Anyway, today I will definitely make up for what I owe.
Finally, I would like to remind everyone, summer is coming, don't eat too much cold drinks, otherwise it will be easy to get gastrointestinal problems.
Maybe some readers will complain, why did I ask for leave again … … I can't help it. But I want to defend myself, at least every time I ask for leave, I will make up for what I owe. So although I asked for leave, my workload has not decreased. I am still confident about this point.
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