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Chapter 93 Rumors spread, helpless to ask for help

Compared to the hell scene in Xuegu Town, the castle in Qingyuan Town was full of laughter at the moment.

It took three or four hours for a hot pot meal to end, and after the drink was served, Dedalo was not surprised to be poured down again and sent away.

As a grown-up Irene, her face flushed from drinking.

Looking at the messy dining table, Gooden sighed, released magic power at will, and used magic to quickly tidy up and clean.

Although there are other maids in the castle, it is estimated that it is time to rest now, and it would be troublesome for them to come and organize again.

In some cases, Gooden still prefers to do it himself.

After washing up, Gooden came to the balcony and looked at the location of Snow Valley Town in the northeast.

If all goes well, I am afraid that the current Xuegu Town is already a hell on earth, right?
Gooden sighed secretly in his heart. His decision was to stake the survival of thousands of people. If it was in the game, he would definitely choose 'destroy the town' without blinking an eye.

But at this time, in reality, if he really had to choose the option of destroying the town, I'm afraid he would definitely not be able to pass that level in his heart.

This is not because of his weakness, but the 'shackles' imposed on him by the concepts he has experienced in modern society.

If this time is pushed forward 100 years, or even 200 years, and he has lived in that troubled world, he may definitely have no burden to make this choice.

And now... he may have to go through the beatings of another world before he can grow.

This is also considered human nature, and it will not change without being beaten.

Just as Gooden looked up at the starry sky and was contemplating, Irene's voice came from behind.

"Master, the autumn wind is too cold at night outside. Come in and drink some hot tea to relax the bar."

Turning around, I saw Irene holding a tea tray in one hand, waiting behind the door.

Seeing this, Gooden shrank his neck and returned to the house as he meant.

At night, he also wanted to take advantage of the influence of alcohol to get a good night's sleep and adjust to the jet lag, but in the face of Irene's kindness, he did not refuse.

He took the hot tea, blew it lightly, took a sip, and then asked.

"Aren't you going to have a drink?"

"I drank a little just now." Irene shook her head.

"Well, then sit and chat with me for a while."

Facing Irene's refusal, Gooden didn't care, and casually asked her to sit down and chat with him.

In the other world, there are not many people who can chat with him at will. Except for the two Anna Moss who have left, there are only three or two in Qingyuan Town.

Irene can't be counted among them, but even so, Gooden didn't let the topic cool down.

From the situation of Irene's home to some interesting stories related to the town, under the guidance of Gooden, the two of them talked a lot.

The two chatted until late at night. The pot of hot tea had already been drunk. Gooden saw that it was getting late, so he got up and returned to the bedroom. Irene, who did not know why, also got up and followed the young master.

Looking at Irene who was following, Gooden joked casually.

"What? Do you want to warm the bed at night?"

"Ah? No...not...no..."

Hearing the young master's words, Irene's neck fell to her ears, and she was instantly occupied by Xiahong.

Looking at Ellie's shy look, Gooden had a heavy heart at first, but suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

Reaching out and pinching the little red face with baby fat, Gooden laughed out loud.

"Okay, stop teasing you, go back to sleep."

"Um……"

Looking at the back of Irene who was far away in the corridor, Gooden smiled and then returned to his bedroom.

With Irene's favorability and his request, it's not impossible for her to warm the bed at night.

It's just that there is a bit of identity suppression requirements. As a serious person, Gooden doesn't bother to do this kind of thing.

Only by letting the other party come to warm the bed willingly can this kind of achievement be enough.

At night, Gooden slept very sweetly here.

But on the other side of Xuegu Ridge, Gegil and a group of people were not so lucky.

The fire at night burned for a whole night, and by noon the next day, the fire still did not mean to be extinguished.

The awakened Gegil listened to the butler's report with a dead face.

"Six granaries and 21 storage rooms were all engulfed by the fire. If the current fire continues, this year... all the grain we harvested this year will be lost..."

"What about the firefighting work?" Gegil's tone was lifeless, but asked mechanically.

"There is a problem with the fire that started. Half of the people who went to put out the fire were killed and injured, which made others dare not enter the fire again..."

"The number of people counted now, 26 people were killed, five people were your guards, 35 people were seriously injured, and half of them are estimated to be unable to make it through, and the rest were slightly injured. Hundreds of people."

He didn't care about the deaths and injuries of the townspeople, and he didn't care about Gegil at all. What he cared about now was only the grain stored in the granary.

"Master... There is another matter that I have to report to you."

"Say."

"Since the fire broke out last night, there have been many rumors in the town... It is said that the fire this time is the punishment of the gods, and that the fire that is left will not be extinguished, it is punishing... you."

"And the fire in the granary has not been put out yet, and some people have found that even if the grain can be rescued, it seems to be contaminated by fire poison, and it is no longer edible."

"Many residents feel that staying in Xuegu Town is waiting to die, and many are planning to move out."

Regarding the rumors and the news that the people were leaving, Gegil's face didn't change too much, just a faint: "I see."

At this time, it happened that someone came to report.

"My lord, the tax collector Harold is coming to visit."

Hearing Harold's name, Gergil's eyes flashed with anger.

"Bring him to see me."

"Yes."

Every now and then, the squire would bring the tax collector Harold of Snow Valley Town to Gergil's living room.

"Baron Gergil, I am deeply sympathetic to the disaster that has occurred in your territory."

"Natural and man-made disasters, I am also very powerless. Your Excellency Harold, what is the matter with you coming to me at this time?"

In the face of Gegil's inquiry, Harold also directly informed the purpose of the visit.

"The granary was burnt down. I went to the site to inspect. I'm afraid you won't be able to pay the ration this year as promised, but this year you will catch up with the forced levy order signed by His Majesty the Emperor..."

"Even if this kind of thing happened in your territory, I'm afraid I can't do anything to exempt you from the payment of grain due to my position."

"Mr. Harold, I have accepted your kindness, and I will find a way to deal with this matter as soon as possible."

Facing Harold's remarks, Gegil thought that the other party was here to remind him of the consequences of refusing to pay the grain tax, but he didn't expect the other party to wave his hand.

"Baron Gergil, you misunderstood. What I mean is that although I can't avoid it, I can delay the grain collection."

"Tomorrow, the team to collect food will arrive. I will explain your situation to the person in charge, and postpone the time of collecting food until the end of this month. I hope you can deal with this tragedy as soon as possible during this time."

After listening to Harold's words, the expression on Gergil's face was not as gray as it gradually recovered and began to turn slightly rosy.

"Thank you so much, Your Excellency Harold..."

"Don't worry, Baron Gergil, the payment of grain can be postponed, but not the tax. After all, this is what I want to bring back for business, you... can you understand?"

"Understood, understood, butler!"

As an old fox who is almost half a hundred years old, how can he not understand the meaning of the other party's words.

Immediately called the housekeeper and ordered.

"Go to the treasury, bring the prepared tax, and get another twenty gold coins."

"Yes, sir."

After the butler got the order, he immediately went to take out the prepared money box.

And Gegil squeezed a smile at Harold.

"Tomorrow, the grain collection team will arrive, and these twenty gold coins will be regarded as their 'overhead' Harold, who is stationed in Snow Valley Town, and must be accepted."

"I will accept the kindness of Lord Baron."

In the face of Gergiel's blatant 'bribery', Harold did not make any excuses and accepted it directly.

After sending off Harold, Gegil quickly thought in his mind how to make up for the [-]-ton gap in the grain expropriation.

Now, even if it takes half a month more to collect the grain tax, there must be a place to buy it.

The national war is about to start, and the black-hearted grain merchants do not hoard grain for half a year before selling it, and Gegil wrote his name upside down.

But now the only way is these people. After helpless thinking, Gegil immediately picked up the pen and started writing letters, ready to send them to the surrounding lords and grain merchants.

See if they can sell him a little grain, even if it's a little more expensive.

Half an hour later, a dozen letters were sent from Snow Valley Castle and delivered to various lords and merchants.

……

In a building in Snow Valley Town, Hobert, who carried out the fire attack on the granary, gathered with several scattered team members to discuss the follow-up plan again.

"It's strange, you should have only spread the rumors about slowing down their firefighting last night, right?"

"No, we have been hiding in the house to rest last night."

"It's not us, we're just about to say what to say."

Seeing the crowd shaking their heads in disapproval, the look on Hobert's face became even more strange.

"But how did this rumor become so outrageous? We haven't even said that we want to escape, and they have spread it within themselves..."

From last night until now, Hobart has been paying attention to the rumors outside.

In addition to the fire attack, their team also had to spread the news of panic and escape, and they could leave safely when a large number of residents fled and evacuated Snow Valley Town.

Otherwise, if I saw the scale of the Hundreds of Soldiers dispatched from Xuegu Town to search the surrounding area last night, I am afraid that they would have to be discovered before they ran very far.

Scratching his head, Hobart simply skipped the question.

"Since the panic has been created now, the next step is to wait for an opportunity to spread the news that Qingyuan Town has food, housing and jobs."

"Everyone should be careful in this step. Lord Xuegu is probably already on guard. When promoting, remember to dress yourself up a little messily so that no one will recognize you."

"Yes!"

After simply arranging the tasks, the group quickly left here and brought the tasks back to their teammates.

In the afternoon, the group began to spread the relevant news of Qingyuan Town. When there was a fire burning the warehouse and the food was burnt out of desperation, all kinds of news in Qingyuan Town were like heaven.

For a while, the whole Xuegu Town was discussing the news about Qingyuan Town.

"Have you heard? The caravan that just came in brought news that the town of Qingyuan has a bumper harvest this year, and the lords of Qingyuan are still recruiting. I heard that in the past, if you can pass the job, you can get five silver coins. What about the settlement fee?"

"That's right, I heard the news about the recruitment of the Qingyuan lord before, but unfortunately the fields here were reluctant at that time. Now they are all burnt. I plan to take my family there tomorrow to see."

"Aren't you afraid of fake news? As far as I know, Qingyuan Town is so poor, it doesn't even have half the size of Xuegu Town."

"You're not well-informed, right? I secretly told you that I have a relative in Qingyuan Town. It is said that as long as they work hard, they can even eat things like fine salt crystal sugar!"

……

Most of the news circulating in Xuegu Town's appeal is true, except for some outrageous ones, such as the fine salt crystal sugar that can be obtained by going to Qingyuan Town.

As for the so-called settlement fee, Gooden really did say it, and the recruitment order from Jinyuan City has been publicized all the time.

The flow of some news to Xuegu Town can be regarded as a side proof of the fidelity of these news.

Gegil, the lord of Snow Valley, also naturally received these messages.

Looking at the messages with examples one by one, Gegil glanced at the letters that had been sent back on the table, and couldn't help but ponder.

Unsurprisingly, the letters sent back were full of rejected content.

This situation is also foreseeable by Gegil. After all, the national war is about to take place. These guys with more sensitive noses than dogs must stock up on food while they are now.

As for selling?

Now only a fool would sell such a large amount.

Turning his attention back to the message, Gegil pondered about the probability of going to Qingyuanling to find Gooden to buy food if it was as mentioned above?
And how much will it cost?

At this moment, he didn't care how bad the relationship between the two was, he could only try to think about it, and then he wrote a letter to the trustee and sent it to Qingyuan Town.

That night, Gooden received a letter from Gegil in Snow Valley Town.

After reading the content of the letter, Gudern's face showed a hint of surprise. Is Gegil in a daze?
Have you come to him for food?
But in this way, his own burning warehouse plan seems to have worked.

Regarding Gegil's grain purchase letter, Gooden thought for a moment and then wrote a reply letter, which he asked the courier to take back.

In the letter, Gooden did not refuse Gegil's request, but he did not agree to it, but only said that he should send someone to negotiate.

(End of this chapter)