Chapter 322 Birdcage and Canary
The abbess was detained in the central square. I believe that the place protected by the sculptures of the Four Gods can make this beautiful woman feel the meaning of being watched by everyone. After all, monasteries are usually not There will be so many visitors.
The two people responsible for the "covert" search intelligence were walking towards the slums.
Along the way, Rascal met many people, including ladies in fox fur cloaks, fierce Boyer, reserved servants, numb people...
These suspected people were closely searched by soldiers, and Erengrad in the middle of the night It was not silent because of the time, but seemed very lively. Those who had been oppressed by the nobles for a long time were watching, watching them squatting at the door of their homes, trying to explain to the indifferent soldiers, after all, the whole family needs to be fed. Isn't it reasonable to secretly withhold some military supplies? They are also actively fighting against chaos.
But what greets them is usually an old fist or a greeting from the hilt of a sword.
Soldiers saw a lot of ugly things, just to keep their voices light as they grew up and not as rough as those of men who drink all the time.
"They voluntarily made this sacrifice for the elegant art of opera. I was not forced to do so. As an elf, you must also understand how sacred this art is." The noble artist quibbled, and the dome hat was quite It has the style of the Southern Kingdom. Perhaps it was this experience that allowed him to bring this elegant pursuit of art to Kislev.
As the artist spoke, his eyes hinted at the restrained boy beside him. He was well-raised, his skin was fair and tender, and he looked rich. He did not look like a Kislevian boy at all, but looked like a golden bird in a birdcage. bird.
"If you don't believe me, you can ask, am I right, Violet." The
passing Rascal stopped and asked Judith to stop. The Dragon Prince did not look back, but said calmly.
"This kind of thing is very common, isn't it?"
"But does common mean normal?" Rascal understood very well that this kind of thing may be just the most insignificant manifestation of the darkness found tonight. He should have He resolutely carried out the task, but still chose to lower his head and said in a deep voice,
"Sir..."
"I'll give you three minutes." The Dragon Prince interrupted the soldier's speech and stood there with his chest crossed.
After hearing the order, Rascal immediately ran towards the gate, took out the nameplate with the fire dragon emblem from his neck, and walked to the Horn of the Sun soldier who was leading the team, "I am
Judith, the Dragon Prince. My soldiers, please let me take charge of this matter."
Sunhorn looked at the fire dragon nameplate in Raskel's hand and the Dragon Prince standing with his arms crossed not far away, then took a step back and reminded,
" Mrs. Kisri, don't do anything stupid. Although Caledor has the power to control, excessive behavior will cause some trouble." "Understood."
Soldier
Rascal didn't look at the noble artist, squatting half-crouched next to the man. In front of the child, he put down his shield, put his hands on his delicate shoulders, and said with sincerity,
"I know that this matter was not of your own free will. If you are willing, we can send you to another place to start a new life." Life."
When the boy heard this, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, but it was quickly covered up. Even if he was raised in a boudoir, he still knew about Caledo's call for refugees, but he was raised in a noble family. , just like the oriole singing for two hours a day, you can drink milk, eat bread and sausages, but the so-called new life may just go back to the old days of digging potatoes and clearing wasteland every day.
Moreover, he looked at the elves with cold faces. The sensitive boy could feel that this was not the rudeness and brutality of Mrs. Kislev, but a kind of indifference to life and pure coldness. Let him choose to veto Raskol's proposal. The crisp voice came out of his mouth, "I do this voluntarily. Opera is an art worth dedicating my life to. I am very happy that Mr. Ferdinands can take me in." The boy's performance was very successful, and his sincere tone
, And the clear eyes, no one will suspect that this is a lie.
"You..."
Before Raskol could finish speaking, an aristocratic artist named Ferdinands had interrupted him. Apparently he looked down on these hired Kislev soldiers and thought they were the same as before. They are just poor people who depend on the nobles.
"Soldier, Violet has signed a lifelong contract with me. This is a sacred contract protected by the government and the church. Can you deny the Ferdinands family's hundreds of years of hard work with just one sentence?" Rascal sighed
. He took a breath, yes, he understood very well that these things existed in every corner. Oppression was not the most terrifying thing, ignorance was.
He stood up and turned around to leave without hesitation. What he would face next might be much worse than this. His attempt this time was just to get some comfort from the good thoughts in his heart. The boy was not wrong. Everyone has their own choice.
Back behind the Dragon Prince, the two of them said nothing, but walked silently toward the slums on the left side of Erengrad.
A large number of soldiers have gathered here, because the person in charge of the search riot was Davian. With his unique magic and some additional intelligence, he quickly targeted the slums where tens of thousands of people lived. human area.
Standing on the muddy land, Davian ignored the traces of iron boots and watched the suspects passing by. If anyone dared to look at him angrily, the soldiers responsible for escorting him would enthusiastically let him go. He got a taste of the land of Kislev.
Davian turned to look at Judith and Rascal behind him, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He didn't expect that the Dragon Prince in charge of searching the monastery would bring a mercenary with him, and from the looks of it, there were also mercenaries along the way. A lot of things happened.
"Judith, what have you discovered?" A question that was already clear came out of Davian's mouth, just to further the clues.
Judith signaled Rascal to hand the abbess's record book to Davian, and said a person's name,
"Podbipinta, he sent these women to the nobles through a channel, maybe I should Talk to him."
Taking the record book from the soldier's hand, Davian flipped through a few pages. Indeed, it was more interesting than imagined. Caledor wished he could split an elf into two halves and use them, but humans were quite good. Use your valuable population to please the nobles.
"Soldier, how should we deal with the crime of human trafficking in Kislev?" Davian asked the soldier who stood upright, using a bad tone of pretending to be curious.
Rascal hesitated for a while and asked a big-headed soldier about the specific legal terms, but he was really embarrassed and could only tell what he knew.
"Sir, I don't understand the specific terms, but based on my past experience, if the purchaser is a noble, and the person being purchased is due to debt or other reasons, then this matter is reasonable. And if the noble buys through deception, method, or if it is a deliberate purchase, then a gold coin needs to be paid to the tsar or the church to make up for the sins committed, and those who lose the purchaser will also be sent to the royal farm, or to the church's land , to repay the efforts made for helping them."
After hearing this, the two dragon princes smiled at the same time. This kind of thing does happen in many races. No one can escape the temptation of power and wealth, Kislev Although the situation in Bretonnia is better than that in Bretonnia, it can only be said that there is a channel for class mobility.
(End of chapter)