Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 548 Roderick Can't Believe It
When the carriage entered Solconan, it happened to be snowing in Solconen.

When passing through the city gate for inspection, Misha stood outside the carriage, took off her hood, and let her long golden hair fall out of the hood.In just a few minutes, when she walked into the city gate, a thin layer of white had already accumulated on her head.

"Lord Earl... Welcome to Solkonan." The guard looked at the young man beside the carriage in disbelief, and even went to invite the captain of the guard to verify the authenticity of his medal.

Even if the carriage passed the city gate, Cyril could still hear the voices of discussion behind him.

"Is there really such a young count?"

"Maybe there is...?"

"Didn't you see his ears? That's an elf! It's just young, maybe two rounds older than you and me!"

"But will the kingdom appoint the elves as earls?"

"I've never heard of it... Besides, where is Siliki, have you heard of it?"

This kind of conversation is very familiar to Cyril, almost every time he enters the city, he will hear doubts like this.

The carriage was slowly advancing on the street, and the Romanus sisters who had never been to Solkonan showed strong curiosity about Solkonan, pointing their fingers at the shops on the street:
"Is this the bakery Caroline was talking about?"

"It doesn't look much better than Mrs. Mary's bread."

Irina and Roxana, who were discussing this way, hadn't finished talking, and each of them took a hand knife from their own sister: "Be careful with your words and deeds, how many times have I told you, Irina, Roxana?"

And the astrologer Greely Stard, who had never been to Solkonan, also stared at the street intently, and let out a sound of admiration:
"Miss Wangdu are so beautifully dressed, this silk, this costume design... eh? Why are the girls at the door of this store wearing so little? My lord, please stop the carriage and let me take a look ..."

Compared with normal days, the flow of people in Solkonan in snowy days has not decreased too much, and the number of people entering the city is even better than that in January of previous years.

In such a world of swords and magic, information still has a certain lag.Just like many people born in Silikie have never been to the south of Amasir in their entire lives, most people in La Rochelle will not choose to leave home too far.

Even though La Rochelle has a vast territory, for the "vast majority" of people, La Rochelle is only divided into two places.

His hometown, and the royal capital of La Rochelle, Solconan.

A large number of La Rochelle people migrated from the north to the south of Salcone, trying to find the possibility of living in another place they only know about the kingdom in the turbulent homeland.They will live here for a short time, but most will immediately realize that they don't fit in the city and choose to leave.

Among the refugees are not only the refugees from the northern border, but also those from the Sweipa region—the beast tide has hit the Sweipa region extremely hard, and the Sweipa region is also like Amasir, in order to compete for the title Brotherly civil war, turmoil, and more people leaving the Swipa area than expected.

Cyril opened the car window a little, and the noisy sounds from the street immediately spread into the carriage. "When Tiffany came to you, were there too many refugees?"

"It's a lot, it's quite chaotic." Mia recalled, "The Primordial Church couldn't manage it at that time, and it was impossible for all the refugees to be stopped outside the city..."

"Well... yes, the influx of a large number of refugees will also make the underground slave black market popular." Cyril leaned on the soft felt, closed his eyes, and drew a circle in the air with one hand and said, "I asked her, Dee Fani was lucky enough to escape from the black market."

"Solkonan also has this kind of underground black market?" Mia was a little surprised.

"Yes, of course there is. It's better not to be surprised that there will be Solconan, and there must be Solconan... Maybe even when we go back, there will be an underground black market in Siliki." Cyril calmly Said, "This kind of black market is often opened with the support of a few people. Maybe the closest minister in front of His Majesty the King is one of the masked executives in the underground black market."

"A large number of slaves flow into the slave black market. The best ones are picked up by the upper class, and the rest are bought by the demanders. The high price will bring huge profits to the black market. In fact, all they need to pay is to transport slaves. The fee..." He couldn't help but sighed, "In the end, the people above made a lot of money, and the people below were able to get satisfied slaves after spending the money. Only those half-orcs who were robbed were unlucky .”

"Did you know that the bodies of many half-orcs are particularly petite in their infancy? Those who test the quality of slaves will use their rough hands to caress the bodies of young half-orcs back and forth, feeling the smooth skin. , or the texture of fluff.

They treat good-looking orcs even more so, whether male or female, and even use some... flirting techniques. "

"Ah..." Mia covered her mouth with her hand, "It's unavoidable... But if it's the slave that the higher-ups like..."

"As long as they haven't really played, these are allowed." Cyril shook his head endlessly.

When he recalled the things related to slaves in 1441, it seemed that there was a series of unstoppable things urging him to think about it, which led to a complete line of thought: from the "purchasing place" of half-orcs to shipping, to the final "transaction point"...

Without the high-level support within the kingdom, it would be hard for Cyril to imagine how something like the slave black market would take root in Solkonan's underground.

"What about Tiffany?" Cyril's description made Mia's face uncontrollably worried. When she thought of the possibility that the cute cat girl might be grabbed by the limbs, and her big hands were prowling her body, forcing her to meow, I felt a burst of discomfort in my heart.

"Tiffany was lucky, she escaped faster, and just happened to run into you." Cyril said softly.

"That's good, that's good..." Mia patted her chest, suddenly realized, and asked in confusion, "Mr. Kewei, why are you talking about the underground black market all of a sudden?"

And Cyril watched the carriage pass by the gate of Midtown, and in a blink of an eye, he had arrived at the gate of the hidden manor in the Magic Plain, and then said:
"Because I think, with His Highness's habits, it's impossible to let this kind of thing exist under your nose."

"She may arrange many things for me, but the most important thing is to deal with the things under her nose."

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Let’s not go into details about what the three Romanukes and Greely Stard made a fuss about in the Magic Plain. Cyril hastily checked the Magic Plain to make sure that his room would not be dusty or After growing the mushrooms, he left the magic plain in a hurry.

Her Royal Highness the Princess probably didn't know that he had arrived in Solkonan. Before meeting the Princess, he had to complete some private affairs of his own.

In the early morning, he came to the gate of the Wangli No. [-] Mage Academy, looked at the towering white tower behind the ancient bronze gate, and then stepped into it.

On the upper level of the mage tower, in a not-so-big classroom, a tall mage was holding a staff, writing runes quickly in the air with his fingers.Where his fingers passed, they immediately turned into sparkling ice crystals or burning flames, allowing the characters to stay in the air for a long time.

"Listen well, what I just said is very important, no matter how many rings of magic, their essence are models and magic power - so you want to create a spell, you must first ensure a feasible model to achieve your purpose, Secondly, for this model, he must have the ability to carry magic power.

Therefore, some people think that overlapping inscriptions will bring more mana reserves—but the problem is that this will make the model's spells more complicated. Your spellcasting efficiency will be greatly reduced..."

"咚咚咚~" The moment the door knocked, the mage pointed at the door, and suddenly there was a gap the size of a human face on the iron door, just revealing the big face of the guard at the door.

"Lord Roderick, someone is looking for you."

"I'm in class, and there's still an hour and 10 minutes left, let him..." the mage said, without any intention of stopping, the gold-plated flames poured down from his fingertips like a waterfall, turning into characters, Floating in mid-air.

"But what did he say he was, er, Earl Siliki? Hey!" The guard suddenly panicked, "Why did you follow, didn't I tell you to wait below?"

Then the guard's big face was squeezed away, replaced by a handsome young face on the door opening: "Mr. Roderick, are you busy?"

The only two or three students in the classroom were surprised to find that their usually unsmiling teacher showed an extra bright smile, and then responded with a laugh: "No, no, I'm not busy at all. Wait for me, just a few tens of seconds—"

He then turned to look at his students, waved away those gold-plated characters with a wave of his hand, and said very fast: "I have something to do, the homework is to create a derivative spell of the most basic spell, use the elements you are good at Yes, I allow you to imitate the spells of other spells. The next class is at three o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, is there any problem?"

"No problem." The students began to pack up their things, and the mage waved his staff, and with a crisp "get out of class end", he strode out of the door that opened with the wave of the staff.

It was Cyril Adrian standing outside the door.

And the one he came to pay a visit to was naturally Nicole Roderick, the owner of the Tower of Future Stars, and a master-level wizard in La Rochelle——

"How long has it been? I didn't expect you to return to Salkonan?" Roderick walked briskly and led Cyril to the upper floor of the mage tower, his lounge, "I thought you had to be in Amasi I will come back after three to five years."

"Uh, Your Highness didn't mention it to you?" Cyril was surprised, but he heard Roderick say: "No, I just returned to Salkonan yesterday, and I was so busy with a big matter that I was going to teach these students I have to go again in a few classes—but I can't tell you what it is just yet."

Cyril thought, what else can he do?Isn't it just preparing to take over the Star Tower Mage Tower, and considering the next location of the Mage Tower?
Of course, he couldn't say such words in front of Roderick, so he could only respond casually, and his eyes fell on Roderick's head, only to find that his hair seemed to be thinning a lot——

It seems that the bald-headed Roderick who appeared in front of players a few years later will still be bald-headed in reality.

"In fact, I have experienced many things in the past six months, which are wonderful enough to write a book—" Cyril continued, "I came back this time because my Siliki Army made great achievements in the northern border, and was honored by His Highness." Call back for a reward."

"Oh, if you can get the reward from His Highness by virtue of your military exploits, then it seems... wait?" Roderick suddenly stopped and turned his head, with a puzzled look on his no longer young face: "Don't be kidding!" Oh, Beijiang? What does Beijiang have to do with you, Siliki? Your name isn’t on the call-up order? Besides, in half a year, have you assembled an army of 1000 people?”

The more he talked, the weirder his expression became. Looking at the calm face of the half-elf boy, the corners of his eyes gradually twitched:

"You wouldn't...really lead a team to northern Xinjiang to fight the undead?"

Cyril nodded.

"Danya, are you crazy or am I crazy..." Roderick muttered to himself, then pushed open the door beside him, leading Cyril in.

"You have to tell me a good story about what happened."

It took Cyril more than half an hour to roughly finish a series of things about Siliki. Apart from his own strength, he did not conceal too much.

In his opinion, Roderick is definitely one of the most worthy of wooing—or trust, or investment.Even if he only considers his own interests, if the owner of the Star Tower chooses the site of the Star Tower in Siliki, the profits that can be brought to Siliki are infinite.

From public considerations, this wizard who guarded La Rochelle until his death, his loyalty to La Rochelle is exactly the same as Cyril's line, and he is an inevitable ally...

After hearing all this, Nicole Roderick sat slumped on the sofa, his eyes rolled blankly.

He had imagined what kind of results he would get if he gave this half-elf boy certain rights and let him do things, but he didn't expect his results to be so fruitful.

In half a year, Siliki has been transformed from the poorest place in Amasir to one of the richest places. It has a stronger elite than the veteran army, has united a large number of different races, and even played a vital role in northern Xinjiang. fighting……

Is this really something a teenager can do?
Times have changed, have I, Nicole Roderick, fallen behind?

Roderick couldn't help it, deeply doubting himself.

　Well, ready to get on the right track with Solkonan
　　
　
(End of this chapter)