Chapter 296

"Do you know me?"

Sulu showed an interested expression and looked around.

I find that I don't know when an area has been cleared around my body.

The innkeeper yawned behind the counter and was almost asleep.

"The wandering Knight whose origin has become a mystery has successively sniped and killed the chaser of the Duke of Wolfsburg, a powerful wizard. Someone has heard your name..."

The middle-aged man in grey robe was expressionless.

"The goodwill of the west? Are you from the west, the 'Duke of blood'?"

Sulu raised his eyebrows. Since defeating the silver eye group, the more he went south, the less he was pursued. After leaving the north, he almost disappeared.

He also felt the help of a dark force.

Just jump out at this time. Can't wait?

"If you want to know, please follow someone."

The middle-aged man in grey robe showed a smile on his face and turned to leave the hotel.

"Interesting."

Sulu smiled and got up to follow.

The two were walking through increasingly crowded streets and alleys, and the grey robed man in front was obviously familiar with it.

He came to a suspected slum, entered a cabin, opened the floor and showed a passage to the bottom: "please!"

Sulu's inspiration went out, went into the deep darkness and went in.

The tunnel is not long. The man in grey holds a torch and leads the way in front.

After walking about 100 meters, I came to a wooden wall.

"Sulu portley! Would you like to be my knight? Get a fief and glory?"

A dull voice came from behind the wooden wall. It seemed that someone was talking against the wall. It was still a woman.

"Why do people in this world seduce people with titles and fiefs, as if they think everyone is a dog and will like this bone?"

Sulu can't understand.

But who can't act? He breathed a little heavily and said in a hoarse voice, "but my ideal is not just a knight's manor..."

In this world, the hereditary Lord is the bottom of the aristocracy, and even many great aristocrats think they are not real aristocrats.

Only the hereditary Baron is the undisputed official aristocrat!

Their fiefdoms are more extensive. They can cultivate two to five official knights and form their own Knights!

"I like ambitious people..."

The woman behind the board was silent and suddenly smiled: "but as a senior wizard, maybe a Silver Knight... You do have the qualification to seek a baron... Even the Viscount is not a dream."

It seems that in order to verify the persuasion, a tulip badge inlaid with ruby was handed over from the gap.

"It's the Duke of blood in the West!"

Sulu sighed. After reading so many books in wolf castle, he naturally understood the great nobles of the kingdom.

In the whole kingdom, under the royal family, there are only four dukes, enfeoffing the four borders of southeast and northwest.

Tulip of blood is the nickname of the Great Duke in the West.

"Is it possible that the kingdom will experience another civil strife?" Sulu sighed: "Madam knows I have a bad relationship with the Duke of Wolfsburg and wants to protect me. There must be a commission?"

"Yes... Greene, the eldest son of the Duke of Wolfsburg, will come to the royal capital to marry Princess Messiah, the daughter of philatelic III. since you have become enemies with Wolfsburg, why not be more intense? As long as you can do this, I assure you that the position of a baron and the castle will belong to you."

There was a temptation in her words.

"It turned out to be a power struggle between the great nobles... How do you feel that even if I complete the task, I will die for money? 80% will be killed... "

Sulu rolled his eyes.

The other party came and went quickly. After Sulu said he wanted to think about it, he immediately chose to leave.

This is the kind of ladies and celebrities in Wang Duzhong who communicate every day. They can't live without it for too long.

"Someone send your excellency out!"

The grey robed man sent Sulu to the ground and turned to leave.

"Your name?"

Sulu stared at him with great interest and suddenly asked.

"Nobody."

The figure of the man in grey quickly disappeared between the cracks and shadows of the street.

"I always think... This guy is more suitable to be an assassin than me..."

Sulu shook his head and walked out of the slum. There were a lot of pedestrians here, almost blocking the streets.

Blacksmith shops, bakeries, clothing stores... Stalls selling all kinds of gadgets are pieced together. Together with street soliciting warblers and gold finger thieves running around the streets, a vivid picture of the king's capital is immediately formed.

"How do you sell this pie?"

He saw a snack stall selling pies made of flour and fresh meat, which were scorched in the oven and smelled fragrant.

"Five pieces of copper."

The vendor with apron and red hair laughed.

"Here you are!"

Sulu gave the money, took the wrapped pie and took a bite. He thought it tasted really good.

At this time, I suddenly felt a lot of eyes.

It was a few children sucking their fingers by the side of the road, just staring at the pie and money bag in their hands.

It is natural for such a kid to become a three handed golden finger thief if he is not supervised by adults and controlled by local gangs.

Every day, I don't know how many people lose their money bags. Of course, some caught children lose their hands.

"Even the king capital cannot live without such poor people..."

Looking at their sallow and thin faces and clearly visible ribs, Sulu couldn't help sighing and suddenly lost his interest.

……

Also in the city of dragons.

A secret party somewhere.

"Tell me... Are you willing to be a knight or wizard without talent or qualification?"

A short man in black roared, and there seemed to be a powerful and bewitching force in his words.

"You are poor, you are humble, you have been robbed of everything by the nobility... But you have to smile. All this is because you have no power!"

The little man suddenly spit out a strange note: "fire!"

In his hand, an egg sized flame appeared and burned: "but now... The opportunity is in front of you. As long as you take the magic medicine, you can get extraordinary power like me!"

"It can brew honor, help you break through the bottleneck of knights, or become a wizard and master the ability of spells..."

The little man took out a bottle of magic medicine: "just a hundred gold coins!"

"I want it."

A middle-aged man walked out, quickly took out a deerskin purse and completed the transaction in the stunned expressions of many onlookers.

Not far away, ham and Jon looked at the scene and sighed: "Laffer has changed! And it's lying!"

Magic potion just makes ordinary people qualified to learn the language of arrogance. Next, they need to learn the language systematically.

"And... That man must not be a poor man. The poor can't afford so much money!" Said Jon angrily.

After gaining strength, the small group of three finally split.