"This is the hunting ground of Lord Bill Vince, the lord of the county."
Schliemann nodded, looking like he suddenly understood.
"Then we have to have Archbishop Rauscott...
Oh, by the way, this is the purchase list, these are the purchase requirements. I will come back tomorrow. Please help me rent a carriage to transport these supplies. "
Schliemann placed the list on the table and placed two Andadir gold coins on the list. He pushed forward and the gold coins slid in front of Scott.
Scott put away the gold coins and slowly unfolded the list, frowning as he read each item on it.
Schliemann knew what he was going to do next, and he hated others the most.
"What you are about to obtain is a wealth line that no one in the entire Xisuo Kingdom can match. Please don't let me lose respect for you."
After hearing Schliemann's words, Scott's frown immediately relaxed.
He laughed for a while and said: "You are worrying too much, my child. I am just worried about who to buy these things from. After all, we don't have enough manpower!"
He folded the list, put it in his pocket, stood up and shook Schliemann's hand.
“You will see how strong an agreement approved by God is.”
After leaving the temple, Schliemann was ready to take another look at the city wall.
In his opinion, Ampton must have been bored to the point of boredom, hid his sword and entered the city. Now it was time to have enough fun.
"A person like Scott really has no bottom line. You have to be careful when doing business with him."
Schliemann glanced at Vivian, who was complaining inexplicably, and smiled.
"Why doesn't he have a bottom line? Money is his bottom line."
"Oh, I said before that this is not possible in principle, but later I started to help you prepare the materials to establish a supply point. Isn't this called unprincipled?"
"Vivian, how long have you been with Ampton?"
"Twenty years, what happened?"
Schliemann frowned and then asked: "Twenty years? How old are you?"
"Twenty."
"Good guy, you grew up in their family, so it's no wonder."
"What's the wonder?"
“You are so well protected that you have no idea what it’s like to deal with powerful people.
You see, in principle it doesn’t work, that is, there is a way and you have to spend money; in principle, it does, that means that the other party’s backstage is stronger than mine, and I can’t make the decision, so you have to go up and find someone with higher decision-making power.
It’s OK if one is not working, and it’s not working if the other is working. There is a big difference. "
Vivian looked disgusted. In her opinion, this kind of official cliché was corruption itself.
At the base of the city wall, Schliemann was there stupidly, and Vivian was running around anxiously.
"It's been a whole day...where have you been?!"
"It can't be that he didn't wait for us. He went back... and he didn't even have a mobile phone."
"Mobile phone? What is it?"
Schliemann waved his hand to indicate that it was not an important object. He looked around and saw a guard standing guard at the gate of the city.
"Sir, may I ask, have you seen where the two people on the other side of the city wall have gone?
One has blond hair, about the same height as me, and the other has black hair, slightly shorter..."
Schliemann tried his best to describe the appearance of Apton and Walter until the man suddenly understood.
"Oh, they, remember, they are three people, right? There is also a kid in a hood. They followed House into the city."
Schliemann and Vivian looked at each other. Three people, children, House?
Schliemann suspected that the guard had remembered it wrong, so he described it again.
"Yes, it's them. The one with yellow hair was carrying something wrapped in rags. I wanted to open it to check, but House said no, he knew this person, so I remember it very clearly, it was them."
Wrapped in the rag strips must be the sword that Upton is reluctant to let go of...
Thinking of this, Schliemann was confused.
Who is this House? There was no reason for him to help a strange stranger.
But if you find House, you'll find Ampton, there's no doubt about it.
"Oh! House has already brought him in. Alas... We are from North County. We originally made an appointment to come to House for a drink together. He arrived a day earlier than us.
They left with House without even saying a word to us... Really.
I'd like to ask, why didn't House come today? "
"Oh, isn't it that the Hector Church wants to collect taxes from the parish tenants? There are not enough manpower, so he was transferred to help."
"Then where should I find him?"
"Go north, pass through Antler City and go all the way north. The farmland there is all in the mission area. If you go around the nearby villages, you will definitely find him."
The search area was too large, and Schliemann's scalp went numb when he heard it.
But at least he had a direction. He took out a silver coin exchanged from Scott from his pocket and gave it to the guard. The guard looked horrified.
"Hey, how can this be so embarrassing?"
"Take it and go drink."
After Schlieman finished speaking, he waved his hand and was pulled away by Vivian.
Watching the two people leaving, the guard stood there dumbly, and after a while he murmured: "Did I do anything worth two barrels of wine..."
At the inn, Schliemann rented two horses. Because they were outsiders, they had to pay a large deposit, but even then it was only three silver coins per horse.
Schliemann watched with concern as his boss saddled and tied the horse. Vivian beside him asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you? What happened?"
"You just gave too much money to the guards."
Vivian rolled her eyes, took the horse brought by her boss, turned over and rode on it.
"That's all this shit?"
Schliemann shook the reins, and the skinny horse stepped forward.
"I hope my worries are unnecessary...
In a high-pressure society, people often have two reactions when faced with sudden foreign wealth.
One is to spend it immediately, leaving nothing behind; the other is to dare not use it at all. They will hand it over to their superiors and report any suspicious situations they encounter. "
Vivian sighed. Her mind was now filled with thoughts of the king who had gone somewhere, and she couldn't listen to Schliemann's theory at all.
"So what? Even if you report to your superiors, isn't there still your Bishop Scott?"
"Didn't you hear what the guards said? House was assigned to help in the mission area. They are not part of the same system. These guards are affiliated with the county owner."
The green wheat surged like waves with the breeze. Two children were playing under the trees on the mound in the distance. Next to them, a cow lay there, chewing its cud.
Schliemann and Vivian ran their horses until they were frothing at the table, and had no time to care about the beautiful scenery around them.
One of them just wants to find his king and his lover quickly;
The other one just wanted to finish this matter quickly so that he could go back to Bishop Scott and tell him about the extra money in advance so as not to lose a big thing over a small thing.
