Viscount Normans did not dare to move.
"Father, are you in there? I heard from the servant that Sister Xiboril is here!"
Outside, his daughter's voice came.
"Father, I once had a father, and you should have been behind his death. It's a pity..."
Xiboril looked at Normans who was not moving, with a look of disappointment on his face.
"You don't seem to have given me a chance for revenge?!"
She slowly lowered her hand from the hilt of the sword.
"Normans, listen, we don't want the people living on this land to bleed any more, so we need your cooperation.
I also ask you and your people to be good and stop doing things that are either there or not. Otherwise, the person who comes here next time will not be me, but another person with SB on his chest.
You know very well how many people he has eliminated who caused us trouble, and he definitely doesn't care about getting rid of one more person like you, or other guys. "
Xiboril turned around and walked out, opened the door and left. Normans was the only one left in the room. He felt a sense of humiliation and some unspeakable fear.
Outside, the sound of his daughter's conversation with Xiboril came.
"Where's Sister Tallulah?"
"Tallulah, oh, she is a little busy. She has been discussing with many dignitaries recently on how to improve the people's livelihood in the north, so she doesn't have time to come here. I am the only one who came here today, and I am here to talk to you. My father reported some financial income."
"Okay, then Sister Xibolier, do you want to come to my room for afternoon tea? I made some snacks myself..."
"Sorry, I still have a lot of business to do. Let's do it next time. Next time I will call Tallulah over."
Xiboril's voice gradually faded away, and not long after, his daughter ran in with a happy face.
"Father, do you want to have afternoon tea? Well, what's wrong? Your face is a little pale. Are you sick?"
"No, I..."
Normans paused for a moment, unable to say anything he wanted to say to reveal the current situation.
The Viscount Mansion had already been under control, and the troops guarding the outside were forcefully replaced after the rebellion.
Although there should be some people who are loyal to him, it is estimated that it will be difficult to play any role without being noticed.
"I just feel a little tired, maybe because I'm getting old."
He gave a somewhat forced smile.
"I think I should put down my government affairs and spend more time with this little cutie like you."
"Hey, that's right. That's great."
His daughter was very happy, but Normans only felt aggrieved and helpless. This warning had frightened him.
Whether it was for the sake of his daughter or for his own life safety, he decided to give up some of his original plans.
Caressing his daughter's head, Normans seemed to have become much more rickety. For more than half a year, he admitted that he had been a loser in the revolutionary events that had secretly occurred in this land.
Now, the only thing we can hope for is that the dragon-headed Lord Tallulah, after getting what he wants, will be kind and not treat his daughter Nosha harshly...
"As for the transportation of materials to the east of Croxi, the total amount of various materials we need this year needs to be increased by 50% compared to previous years. Is there anything you can do about this?"
In Parus City, a fixed city between the old and new parties in the north, in the meeting hall of the city lord's palace, the girl with dragon horns is sitting on the main seat in the middle. Below are those who have been summoned and have surrendered to her. nobles and merchants.
In addition to ore materials, the northern border is very poor in other materials. This is due to the regional environment. It is in a cold and snowy state all year round, and few staple crops can be grown in this environment.
Therefore, every year, the northern border still has to purchase various other materials from other parts of the Ursus Empire.
After improving the treatment of infected people in the mines and improving the general living standards of the villagers here.
Nowadays, the calculated amount of supplies needed in the area controlled by the girl's organization is much higher than in previous years.
Tallulah summoned nobles and businessmen related to the transportation industry here to solve this problem.
However, after waiting for a while, no one answered, which made her frown a little.
"Doesn't anyone have a solution? Or is it that you people here don't want to contribute to the northern region east of Croxi?"
Under Tallulah's serious gaze, an old man with sideburns finally stood up.
He first bowed to the girl on the throne to show respect, and then told about the difficulties involved.
"With all due respect, your request is really difficult to achieve. A sudden increase of 50% in the number of shipments. Such a large demand will break the original market price. The merchants and nobles in other places will definitely notice this and Based on the original price..."
"I know it's a normal market rule to raise the price when demand exceeds supply, but what if we barter?"
Tallulah didn't know anything about business.
"Do you mean to let us use the mineral materials produced in the north to exchange for other materials?"
Seeing her nod, a middle-aged businessman shook his head.
"I'm afraid this won't work either. Once more ore materials flow into the market in other places, it will also affect the price of local ore materials, causing their prices to depreciate within a certain period of time.
At that time, when exchanging with other types of materials, you will also need to increase more ore materials in order to exchange for things that can be exchanged for a small amount of ore materials. The result will not change. "
"Then what if we first limit the output of ore materials, raise prices first, and then do, um, hunger sales?"
Many nobles and businessmen who were doing business looked at each other. They were a little unfamiliar with the term starvation selling, but they could understand the literal meaning. They probably tried to increase the ore supply by limiting and controlling the amount of ore materials flowing into other areas. The value of materials.
"Your Excellency Tallulah, your idea is very good. You are very qualified to be a profiteer... er, a smart businessman, but I have to remind you that not all the output of ore materials in the north is in your hands. .”
"To the south of Crossi, it is still the territory of the neutral faction. Even though most of the private mines in the north are now in your hands, it is obvious that you do not control them all."
"Yes, the consequences of restricting transportation will only push all the people from the business groups outside the north to Marquis Nikonov's side. By then, more mines will be opened in the area south of Crossi. market, because the ore materials there will be sold in large quantities, but no one will care about the ore here because the quantity is small and the price is expensive. I don’t think anyone will be willing to travel a longer distance to come to us. Purchased.”
"What if we transport it ourselves?"
"With all due respect, everyone knows that things from the place of origin will be the cheapest there, and no one wants outsiders to make the difference..."
Tallulah had a headache. During the entire discussion meeting, she kept putting forward ideas, which were rejected by everyone who kept asking practical questions. The meeting lasted for an hour, and she was a little exhausted and had a dry mouth. She temporarily announced the break. rest.
Rubbing her somewhat swollen temples, the girl ran out of the warm room and went outside where the cold wind blew.
"are you OK?"
Standing in the courtyard where the ice and snow had melted, the girl heard a familiar voice suddenly coming from behind her.
A figure wearing a helmet and a cape slowly landed from a floating state.
"It smells like blood."
Tallulah sniffed her nose, which was actually very sensitive.
"What did you do again?"
she asked.
"A group of infected bandits were discovered on the edge of the Montoria snowfield. When I rushed over to see the situation, the bandits were slaughtering a village, including the elderly and children. So I solved them, probably with a little bit of skill. Violent, some with some blood on it.”
The black mud squirmed, and the dark red helmet disappeared, revealing the face of the young man inside. Wu Ke carefully looked at his clothes and found a dark red mark on the back of his arm.
The black mud of evil thoughts quickly emerged from that place, absorbing the blood on it. The smell of blood disappeared, but it seemed to leave some aftertaste in the air.
Tallulah watched this scene. When the chaos occurred two months ago, she was using coercion and inducement in other places to force the middle and low-level aristocratic forces of the old and new parties to surrender, but she did not witness it with her own eyes.
When she arrived later, Aria reported to her the situation at that time. At that time, the female internal guard who was assigned to protect Xiboril was also present, but she was killed by the masters in the army who caused the turmoil. Hanging on doesn't stop bad things from happening.
According to Aria, it was the black matter that poured out from the opponent's body that swallowed up many enemies who were still alive at that time, just like it swallows the blood on their clothes now.
"Those black things make people feel crazy. I just accidentally got a little bit involved, and I felt countless auditory hallucinations appearing in my ears. It seemed that the consciousness of countless victims was staying in those black things..."
When telling this, the battle-experienced female internal guard seemed to have been attacked mentally, with a look of lingering fear on her face.
"It's like a terrifying and confusing skill. I don't know what it is. The only thing I'm sure of is that it's a little evil and full of negative energy. It makes me fall and sink, but it has the ability to control other people's spirits."
Tallulah had not actually felt what Aria had felt, nor had she asked the boy who had experienced the rebellion and killed many people, but she had paid attention to it.
"Are you OK?"
Tallulah looked seriously at the boy who seemed to be the same as half a year ago and asked.
"You mean injured? No, I'm not injured."
Wu Ke raised his hand and circled it, as if he wanted to prove this.
"In fact, those robbers didn't even manage to break through my defense. Although a person who could use the power of ice caught me and wanted to use his ability to freeze my body, his ability was a bit weak. , but was frozen into an ice sculpture by my breath, just like this..."
The cold breath exhaled from the young man's mouth and nose. Tallulah couldn't help but take a step back and raised her hands to subconsciously block the oncoming cold.
After the cold air subsided, the girl who opened her eyes saw that a thin layer of frost had condensed on the ground two steps in front of her.
When one foot stepped on it, a crunching sound was heard, and a layer of ice attached to the ground was cracked.
"Then, I kicked that person into a piece of ice."
Wu Ke made another kick.
"No, I'm not talking about that, I just feel like you have become..."
Tallulah pondered for a moment before continuing.
"Becoming a little cold-blooded, after that rebellion."
Wu Ke was stunned for a moment, then understood what she meant.
"Tallulah, don't worry, I have changed a bit, but not much. It's just at that time that I suddenly realized that studying medicine can't save... Uh, I'm sorry, I ran away a little bit. It should be, do Simply believing that people can be good messengers of justice cannot save those who are in misery in the northern border of Ursus.”
Wu Ke recalled the bad things that happened not long ago. The suppressed nobles of the old and new parties were unwilling to resist, causing large-scale bloodshed.
“When I had a choice, I chose to imprison those people who had different intentions. Obviously Xibolier told me that those people were die-hard loyalists of the old and new parties and were difficult to surrender.
The advice given to me was to get rid of them, but I persisted in my opinion and thought that we only need to restrict the freedom of those people while we control the territory of the two parties. But in the end, an accident happened. I was very concerned about that incident. , the dead feel sorry. "
"This is not your fault, you just want to reduce unnecessary victims."
Tallulah consoled her by saying that she had some knowledge of what was going on inside.
"No, this is my fault."
"Tallulah, you know, there are limits to a hero's ability. I learned one thing from that bloody lesson, that is, if a hero has a big heart and wants to save everyone in a chaotic situation, it will be easier. Nothing can be saved.”
"For those die-hards, I took it for granted that they would be like ordinary people. I only needed to communicate with words to let them understand our ideas, and they would agree with that truth. Facts have proved that I was too arrogant. Yes, it’s me who considers other people’s thoughts from a heroic perspective.”
After a pause, the young man sighed with emotion: "Here, heroes can only save people for a while, but I want to save people for a lifetime, and even want to do more, to change all the injustices I see here, and I want to do At this point, that’s the only way…”
Tallulah opened her eyes and looked at the boy who felt something was wrong. She shouted loudly: "Wuke, what exactly do you want to say?"
"Tallulah, I am no longer a hero. During that rebellion, I deeply realized that as a hero, I am not enough in this world, but I have exceeded the limits of a hero."
Wu Ke only needs a stone mask to be able to cosplay a handsome man.
"Today, I, the messenger of justice, SB, am a fierce hero. I will be more decisive against any enemy. I will not give those with malicious intentions the opportunity to harm innocent people."
Tallulah's eyes opened even wider. She thought of the guerrillas. In the new pamphlet issued to the combat troops in the past month, there was a sentence: 'Treat the enemy like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.'
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