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It was half past nine in the morning. It was still snowing outside the house. This was how it was in the Empire. Whenever the Winter Veil Festival came around, the entire country would snow all day. It was the same in the deep Black Forest and the capital, Brunswick.
In the suite on the top floor of the Royal Hotel.
The door was suddenly pushed open. A little boy ran in. "Mom! Mom! "
The Countess of the Empire was lying on the bed, covering herself with a blanket. She did not seem to have any reaction to the intruder.
"Mom!" Little Frederick ran in from the outside. He ran a few steps excitedly and jumped directly onto the bed. His small body pressed against his mother's body. "Mom! Wake up! It's half past nine! "
"Mmm!" Emilia forced her eyes open. The Countess of the Empire's face was flushed. She did not seem to have woken up at all. She did not seem to have any strength in her body. "Frey Derick?"
"Wake up! Mom, play with me! "The little boy was very excited." It's half past nine! "
"Aiyo, Frey Derick, it's the holidays. Let mom sleep a little longer." Emilia said to her son half-heartedly. She looked very tired and sleepy. "Go play with dad. Let mom rest a little longer."
"Dad went out!" Frey Derick was a little unhappy. The little boy grabbed the blanket on his mother and shouted, "Dad went out with Aunt Suria in the morning. Mom, wake up and play with me!"
"What?! Your dad went out with Sister Suria … Aunt Suria? " Emilia shivered violently as if she had been bitten by a snake. However, her body was too weak. She could only lie on the bed. Gritting her teeth, she pulled the blanket over herself again. "Be good, Frey Derick. Go and play with Aunt Sylvia or Aunt Olica. Go and play with Devonshire, okay? If you really can't, go find Uncle Wagner and ask him to take you to play with Godfather. Mommy is very tired. Let mommy sleep for a while, okay? "
"Oh, alright." Little Frey Derick didn't understand why his mother looked so tired. However, he was always obedient and sensible. Therefore, after hearing Emilia's order, little Frey Derick ran towards the door of the large suite.
At the door, two of Emilia's personal knights were already waiting. They were Rick's guard, Wagner, and one of the members of the Armoured Nur, the Empire's captain, Thomson.
"Uncle Wagner, Uncle Thomson, mommy said that she wants me to play with Godfather!" Little Frey Derick ran out excitedly. At the same time, he didn't forget to call out to his younger brother, Devonshire. "Are you coming, Devonshire?"
"Yes." Little Devonshire nodded.
Sylvia wanted to follow immediately, but Rick's guard, Wagner, said that there was no need for the head maid to follow. Both Suria's and Emilia's mercenaries were enough to deal with them, not to mention the Armoured Nur and the old guard's protection.
This was Brunswick, the capital of the Empire. It was the heart of the Old World's human kingdoms and the heart of the Empire. It was also a wealthy district. If there was danger here, then the Empire would have been finished long ago.
Sylvia knew this in her heart. Her identity was indeed not suitable for visiting the Empire's palace. Seeing this, she could only stop and sit in the room.
The head maid suddenly felt a little lost. She had been separated from her duties. The young lady had gone out on a date with her husband, and she wasn't needed. Little Devenhill had left with his brother, and Sylvia didn't need to do any housework or management in the Royal Hotel.
She really didn't know what to do. It didn't feel good to suddenly be separated from her role. She looked around blankly.
A dark elf appeared in front of her.
Olica's flirtatious face had a faint smile. As usual, she wore a black and white maid's winter dress, white silk stockings, and black suede heels. She only had a grey cloak draped over her. "Miss Sylvia?"
"You! What are you doing here? "Sylvia was instinctively afraid when she saw the dark elf appear in front of her.
"It's just the two of us left." Olica smiled sweetly.
Sylvia suddenly reached for her knight's sword. "What do you want?!"
"Oh, don't be so agitated!" The dark elf moved even faster. She quickly drew her butterfly daggers from her sleeves. In just an instant, the purple daggers drew two arcs of light in the air.
If Sylvia's speed was already very fast, then Olica's speed could only be described as indiscernible. The moment the head maid's hand moved, the dagger was already at her throat.
"You!" The head maid's expression changed slightly. She had no choice but to stand up with the help of the dark elf.
"Let's get along!"
… I'm the dividing line for getting along …
At the same time, in the slums of the docks in the north of Brunswick.
Duke Musillon, Count Glamorgan, Baron Zeon, and the Chosen Champion of the Lake Nymph, 'the Devout' Laing, had all come out early.
He liked to ride a pure-blooded elven horse and wander aimlessly around the dockworkers' area.
He met an old man who had trouble walking and extended a helping hand to him.
This kind of pure devotion and compassion made Laing feel very fulfilled.
When he arrived at his destination, perhaps he was intimidated by Laing's might or attracted by the Grail Knight's badge on his chest, but he felt that the Grail Knight was a good person.
The old man suddenly clutched his chest and grabbed Laing's hand, refusing to let him go.
Immediately after, the old man's family rushed out and surrounded Laing and his wife. They only asked for 500 crowns.
Laing couldn't help but smile at the sight.
The emperor had taught him early on that money couldn't solve fundamental problems.
He hurriedly gave an order and called for Forgen's subordinate, the general of Kislöw's winged cavalry, Felix the Steel, who was recruiting in Brunswick.
The impartial general of the winged cavalry, Felix, immediately arranged a one-way ticket for the old man, with food and accommodation provided by Lucia.
Perhaps the old man didn't even dare to dream that he, who was still busking on the streets in the morning, would soon be taking a ship out to sea to enjoy the best medical treatment in Luscia.
But Laing was worried that the old man's family might not even be able to afford the ship fare to Luscia.
Duke Musillon's heart softened and decisively arranged for the old man's family to serve as sailors and workers in the Holy War Army of the Arabi Expedition. The monthly salary was double what it was now, and they would have the opportunity to reunite with the old man in Luscia.
They no longer had to make a living at the docks, and they were so grateful to Laing that they couldn't express their gratitude with words. They knelt down on the spot to thank him, tears flowing out.
Seeing that the old man's family had been properly arranged by him, Laing smiled like an iris flower.
Sigh, the happiness of a Grail Knight was often so simple and unadorned.
And boring.
But for some reason, after Laing and Suria rode a pure-blooded elven horse through the streets, no other old man came up to perform.
"Hahahaha!" Suria rode a pure-blooded elven horse, Maricht. The elegant and graceful female knight was dressed to the nines. She was wearing a dreamy grayish-blue unicorn fur long windbreaker, and a snow-white silk blouse with embroidery on the inside. Under the blouse was a pair of long legs wrapped in black velvet pantyhose and high-heeled boots. She sat sideways on the pure-blooded elven horse, covering her mouth with her hand and laughing non-stop. Her bell-like laughter couldn't be stopped at all. "This is so interesting! This is so interesting, Laing, I really didn't expect that you could deal with these people like this! I've really learned something today. "
"To deal with different people, there must be a way to deal with different people." Laing grinned. "Don't forget, after all, I climbed up from the bottom. Even Emperor Karl-franz can't say anything about this."
Suria couldn't help but laugh when she thought of the old man's expression when he heard that she was going to Lucia for treatment. She didn't even touch the reins, and the pure-blooded elven horse under her seemed to have a clear path, running side by side with the pure-blooded elven horse under Laing.
The female knight looked particularly lively today. After laughing for a while, she finally stopped. Suria stretched out her hand and tidied up her long golden curly hair a little. Then she said excitedly, "Laing, Laing, let's go there later? What fun places are there in Brunswick? Sigh, I've seen this city from its appearance, to its construction, to its rise, to its current glory, but I've never felt that this place could make me so happy. It's so interesting. Sure enough, when I'm with you, everything becomes interesting! "
Hearing that, Laing bitterly smiled and shook his head.
Only he knew that the Suria in front of him wasn't Suria, but "Suria".
A certain goddess was currently occupying and controlling his wife's body, enjoying the time she spent with Laing in the Empire's capital. Of course, the real Suria's will was only a bystander, enjoying double the joy.
This is practically a metamorphosis.
The Chosen of Gods champion of the Lake Fairy thought to himself.
He suddenly vaguely understood why little Devenhill would call both the Fairy of the Lake and Sulia 'Mother'! This goddess had already laid down the foreshadowing, and Laing was still completely under her control.
It could only be said that Laing was still too young, at the time, he was still a bit too naive.
"Are you interested in visiting the Holy Temple University? Brunswick University? The Cathedral of Justice, the Shrine of Death Moore, the Shrine of Impartial Goddess Valentina, the Shrine of the Goddess of Mercy … do you want to visit these places? " Ryan thought to himself that they had already finished exploring the docks. As for the slums, it was really not suitable for them to go. He casually asked, "The docks are just like what you see. There are thousands of people living in one or two streets. It's said that there are 200,000 people squeezed in the entire docks."
"How many people do you plan to move from Brunswick?" The Lake Fairy who was controlling Suria's body didn't answer Laing's question and instead scowled: "I don't think Emperor Karl would compromise so easily"
"200,000 to 300,000" Laing nodded: "As for the proportion of young adults, we're already discussing it"
"So many people, are you planning to move all the dockworkers in the docks?" the Lake Fairy asked with interest: "Would the Emperor be so generous?"
"The population of Brunswick is already a heavy burden" Laing whispered: "If we can deal with a portion of it, it'll be good for both the Emperor and us"
"Yes." The Lake Fairy thought for a while and could only nod in agreement with Laing's point: "There are many problems with a large number of immigrants, but we can't care too much now. Overall, the pros outweigh the cons, you just need to think about it carefully."
"It's better than leaving the entire Mu Xilon empty." Laing could only helplessly say: "After so many years, the Mu Xilon only has about 120,000 people left. Even if we include the people ceded from the old territories, it's only about 250,000 people left, and the Mu Xilon can accommodate a million people."
"Lyonnaise originally had 800,000 people, but now it's only 400,000 left" the Lake Fairy rolled her eyes at Laing: "Don't complain to me after you've gotten the benefits."
Although it was the Goddess who gave Laing the Eye of Hygiene, because she was using Suria's body, a female knight's Eye of Hygiene was very rare. As the daughter of a great noble, Suria almost never made such an expression, which made Laing feel very different. He smiled: "My lady, what do you think of my previous suggestion?"
"This is Charlemagne's city, not my territory. I'd better keep a low profile here." The Lake Fairy thought for a while and shook her head. Brittany was her territory, but Brunswick was not.
"Then let's go shopping in the commercial district?" Laing thought for a while and then proposed: "What do you like? I'll buy it for you. You can buy whatever you want."
"That's fine too." The Lake Fairy thought for a while and was very interested. She said sweetly: "The last time you came to Brunswick with Suria and the others, you also went shopping together and bought a lot of things. In fact, human things are not as exquisite as the high elves', and they are not as practical as the dwarves'. I don't have anything in particular that I want to buy."
"Then let's go visit the Empire's Royal Zoo?" Laing thought that the Lake Fairy was a little hard to please. The Duke had no choice but to ask: "The last time I came to Brunswick with Tegris, we said we wanted to visit, but because of that incident, we left in a hurry after getting the things we wanted."
That incident referred to the kidnapping of Archbishop Vikmar and the theft of something from the Church of Justice. Archbishop Vikmar regarded it as a great humiliation, and the Church of Justice did not say anything about it.
"Let's go shopping first. You can go to the zoo with me tomorrow." The Lake Fairy reached out her white lace gloved finger and tapped Laing's forehead: "Not one thing less!"
"Okay, I'll listen to you today." Laing did not say anything else. The man and the Goddess looked at each other and smiled.
Just like that, during the Winter Veil holiday, Laing accompanied his wife and the Goddess hidden in Suria's body to go shopping in Brunswick. The Goddess was interested in everything, and she wanted to buy a little bit of everything. She bought dozens of bags and put them in two wooden boxes before she stopped.
After shopping for a long time, they returned to the Royal Hotel. Olica and Sylvia came out to greet them and prepare lunch.
For some reason, Laing felt that Sylvia's condition was a little strange. The head maid who always pursued perfection seemed a little unsteady, and her face did not look right. However, Olica soon leaned on his back and asked him what he wanted for lunch, so he did not think too much about it.
Emilia slept until noon, and when she woke up, her son, Frey Derick Jr., opened the door again and rushed in: "Mom, mom! Look, Godfather and Godmother gave me this! "
"Ah?" Emilia took a closer look: "This is?"
Frey Derick Jr. was holding a brown bunny in his arms. The bunny had light brown fur and was very cute. Its two long brown ears stood up high in Frey Derick's arms. The little boy cherished the bunny very much: "This is the bunny Godfather gave me. Mom, don't you think it's cute?"
"Oh, it's really cute!" Emilia smiled and patted the bunny's head: "What's its name?"
"It doesn't have a name. Mom, can you give it a name?"
"Then let's call it Amia!"
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