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Chapter 172

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"Colin, do the slaves of Icestone City always work so hard?"

Viscounts Lawrence walked on the street and smiled at Colin.

From the way he addressed Colin, it could be seen that the two were already quite familiar with each other.

One had an ulterior motive, while the other had a favor to ask. Thus, the relationship between Colin and Lawrence quickly warmed up, and they were as close as brothers who had grown up together.

"Haha, that's because I gave them meat to eat!" Colin laughed, but didn't tell Lawrence about the point system that truly motivated these slaves.

"You are too benevolent," Lawrence laughed, but then a trace of envy flashed across his face, "And you are too rich!"

Colin laughed and shook his head, saying self-deprecatingly, "How can I be considered rich? I still owe the Tulip Merchant Guild three hundred thousand gold coins. "

"Speaking of which …" Lawrence's expression suddenly turned serious, "Colin, why did I hear that your subordinates sealed up the Tulip Merchant Guild's outpost in Icestone City? And even arrested the person in charge there? "

"Is there such a thing?" Colin had an innocent expression as he turned to look at the Knight of Rego behind him, "Rego, what happened?"

The Knight of Rego rubbed his big bald head and smiled foolishly, "My Lord, there is indeed such a thing. It was Lord Quincy's order, saying that he suspected them of tax evasion. "

"Is that so …" Colin pretended to frown, then immediately vowed to Viscounts Lawrence, "Lawrence, don't worry, I will personally investigate this matter when I return. I will definitely not accuse innocent people."

"Then I am relieved." It was unknown if Viscounts Lawrence saw through Colin's trick, but he coughed lightly and said, "Colin, father has actually always thought highly of you, and hopes that the two families can have a closer relationship."

"I feel that the relationship between our two families is already very close," Colin blinked and smiled, "Didn't my sister marry Knight Valla?"

"Yes, that's right." Viscounts Lawrence frowned when he heard Valla's name.

It was as if he felt that the name of the illegitimate child had sullied his ears.

"Actually, the relationship between our two families can be further improved." Viscounts Lawrence's eyes were filled with undisguised eagerness.

"What do you mean?"

Viscounts Lawrence suddenly smiled ambiguously and said, "I have a younger sister who hasn't married yet. She is as beautiful as a flower and has a dignified and refined personality. If Colin is interested, I can go back and mention it to my father. I'm sure he would be very happy to have a son-in-law like you."

After these days of interaction, Viscounts Lawrence had already determined that Colin had great value in roping him in. When the Northern Frontier was about to usher in a great change, he couldn't help but take the initiative to extend an olive branch.

Colin raised his eyebrows, clearly a little surprised.

The Oman family wanted to form a marriage alliance with the Angele family.

What was that old silver Earl Oman planning to do?

Of course, Colin didn't know that this was actually an idea that Lawrence had come up with on the spur of the moment, and it wasn't instructed by Earl Oman.

"I'm sorry, Lawrence. You should also know that I have always admired Miss Vera, so …"

Colin decisively rejected the offer.

How could the Earl's daughter be compared to Vera?

Moreover, his vigilance towards the Oman family had not decreased at all.

"That's really a pity." Viscounts Lawrence sighed, as if he was really regretful.

But soon, he calmed down and gave his blessings, "Then I wish you a smooth marriage with Miss Vera."

Colin quickly thanked him.

The two of them walked out of the city and Viscounts Lawrence smiled and said, "Colin, you can stop here."

"Okay. Recently, there have been many rebellions on the Northern Frontier, so you must be careful on the road. "

Viscounts Lawrence waved his hand casually, "Don't worry, those rebellious slaves are no match for the Oman family's guards."

Just as Viscount Lawrence was about to leave, Colin suddenly called out to him and said in a seemingly casual manner, "Don't worry.

"When you mentioned Knight Valla, I suddenly realized that I haven't seen my brother-in-law in a long time. I heard that he was injured in the war with the trolls and I was worried for him for a while. I wonder if I can invite Knight Valla, and of course my sister, to Icestone City as guests? "

"Of course. When I return to Fallen Eagle City this time, I will definitely pass on your invitation to Knight Valla and Miss Caitlin. "

When Colin heard this, his smile became even brighter.

After that, the two of them said their goodbyes again, as if they really couldn't bear to part.

When the Oman family's convoy gradually disappeared outside the city, Colin put away the fake smile on his face and turned to ask the Knight of Rego, "Did the manager of the Tulip Chamber of Commerce speak?"

"Yes, sir. According to him, the Tulip Chamber of Commerce's actions of hoarding food and pushing up the price of food were orders from the headquarters.

Moreover, the slave rebellion in Icestone City, and even the entire Viscounts' territory, is inextricably linked to the Tulip Chamber of Commerce. "

"Mm." Colin muttered to himself for a moment before ordering, "Make the arrangements, I want to see him."

"Yes."

Colin then turned his horse around and returned to the city.

When he passed by a residential area, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"… Therefore, the points for half a day this morning will still be given to Cripple!" The soldier announced loudly and recorded it down with a quill.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir! "Cripple was so excited that his face was red as he repeatedly thanked him.

Then, he saw Colin standing in the middle of the road.

Cripple didn't recognize Colin, and of course, he didn't know how to tell a noble's rank from the style of his attire. However, he could tell from the group of guards behind Colin that this young man in front of him was an important person!

Thus, he very cleverly prostrated himself on the ground and respectfully called out: "Greetings, Master!"

The leading soldier obviously recognized Colin as he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Sir Viscounts!"

The crippled man's eyes widened as he realized that he had actually met the Feudal Lord.

He slightly raised his head and carefully sized up Colin from the corner of his eyes, his heart full of gratitude and worship.

Only then did the other slaves come to their senses and kneel on the ground, saluting Colin.

Colin looked at Cripple and asked curiously: "You're called Cripple?"

"Yes … Yes! Sir Lord! "Cripple felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

"But I don't think you're crippled?"

"Sir, my father's right leg was crippled, so he was called Cripple. After he died, he gave his name to me."

Names could be inherited … This sounded ridiculous, but it was actually very normal among slaves.

"Oh, then you should be called 'Cripple the Second'." Colin made a joke, but unfortunately, the slaves did not understand, the atmosphere was a little cold for a moment …

"Yes, sir, from now on I'll be called Cripple the Second!" Cripple gave face and immediately kowtowed to Colin to thank him.

Colin laughed and waved his hand: "Forget it, you should continue to be called Cripple. Otherwise, if the other nobles hear that a slave dares to be called Cripple the Second, who knows, they might just send you to the gallows."

"Yes, sir." Cripple naturally did not matter, slaves like him were named very casually, and many of them did not even have a name.

Looking at this rather clever young slave, Colin suddenly smiled and said, "Limp, now I have something for you to do. Are you willing to do it?"

Cripple did not hesitate to reply loudly:

"Of course! It's my honor to serve you! "

"Good, follow me."

"Yes, sir!"

The rest of the slaves looked at Cripple who eagerly followed the Sir Lord, their eyes full of envy.

Suddenly, a slave called out to the leading soldier: "Sir, Cripple is leaving, what about his points?"

The soldier scratched his head and felt that if Cripple was chosen by the Viscounts, he would not have to worry about points, so he nodded and said: "Okay, I'll redistribute his points."

"Thank you, sir!"

The slaves immediately cheered.

The Lord's favor was too unrealistic for them, the points in front of them were more realistic.

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