Book of Gods and Demons

Chapter 82: Early in the morning, order

Midland Glory Calendar, August 20th, 1379, early morning.

The thick dark clouds dispersed, leaving only a few shell-shaped rain clouds floating in the sky, dropping patters of small raindrops on some parts of Tulum Harbor.

A dozen horse-drawn carriages, surrounded by dozens of guards, rushed to 99 Palm Street.

The two little maids of the Rittal family were sitting on a carriage, and they sent Joe replacement clothes, and also a breakfast that Liya made by herself early in the morning.

Joe borrowed the bathroom of Room 99, took a good hot bath, and put on brand-new clothes that were ironed. The slightly hot skin and the silky and delicate clothing rubbed lightly, and he felt very comfortable all over.

Sitting in a carriage, enjoying the service of two little maids, Joe swallowed fresh milk bread, fried bacon, roasted rabbit legs, fried eggs and a fragrant and delicious seafood soup.

The breakfast Liya made by herself was extremely rich. In front of Joe, there was even a smooth roast goose and a tender and lovely roast suckling pig. It took several hours to prepare the delicious deliciousness. It can be seen that Li How much does Ya feel sorry for Joe who is running around.

The breakfast Liya prepared was rich and large enough for several people to enjoy.

Qiao kindly invited Duolong and other five major generals to have breakfast with Director Stein, but the five major generals declined politely. Your Excellency Stein was not in the mood to eat breakfast at all, and is still busy in the building with a cigarette in his mouth.

The guards of the Rittal family also gathered around a dozen long carriages, enjoying a hearty and steaming breakfast.

Their treatment is certainly not as good as Joe’s, but the toasted brown butter bread, thick, fried yellow and plumped hot bacon, unlimited supply of fried eggs, fried chicken wings, plus the aroma, mixed with fresh milk and A lot of hot coffee with cane sugar, this kind of breakfast is already a treat for small landlords in Tulum Port.

A logistic vehicle made of hardwood was pulled over, and Major General Duolong and their soldiers also began to enjoy breakfast in batches.

Compared with the Rittal guards, the soldiers only had a pound of black bread, a large piece of salty and salty stewed bacon, and a glass of slightly sweet milk.

The food for the soldiers is so monotonous and rude, and they are full.

And whether it’s a soldier, a lieutenant officer, a colonel, or even Major General Toron, everyone eats exactly the same thing. It’s nothing more than the lieutenant’s unlimited brown bread, the colonel’s unlimited stewed bacon, and the five major general’s unlimited milk. .

In the Deren Imperial Army, the higher the rank, the stronger the strength, and the larger the amount of food consumed, so they can get enough food to fill their belly, but there will never be any difference in type from soldiers-this is Deren The empire has implemented a centuries-old tradition. In the army, admirals and private soldiers are treated equally.

Major General Yahe Duolong greeted him and sent several long carriages to the soldiers.

Baskets of steaming fried chicken wings and fried bacon were carried down by the logistics soldiers. There was a neat line. The soldiers standing on the side of the street swallowing breakfast suddenly uttered a low cheer and went to Joe's side. Attention ceremony.

The scent of food wafted along Palm Tree Avenue, and a cloud of red light came out lazily on the eastern sea level, dragging and lingering at the junction of the sea and the sky, slowly reluctant to jump into the sky.

After this delay for a quarter of an hour, a round of red sun slowly rose into the sky, and the golden-red sunlight illuminated the sky and the earth.

The guards at the front and back doors of the houses on Palm Street were withdrawn, and there was the sound of the door shaft turning. Some servants walked out of their doors cautiously and stood on the side of the street, looking far away.

Last night, Major General Duolong and the assailant had a battle, and the noise was not small. Especially the last metal ball dropped by the attacker, the loud noise was extremely penetrating, and awakened the residents of several blocks nearby.

The brightly dressed and decent servants approached the patrolman's suit standing on the side of the road carefully.

The patrol officers who had just eaten and drank, with hot coffee in their hands yawned, lazily chatting with these servants.

Through these patrols, the news spread quickly.

Soon, the gentlemen, wives, ladies, and sons of Palm Street and the surrounding neighborhoods received the news—the young and promising Tulum Port newspaper talents, the "Tulum Port Post" The editor-in-chief, Mr. Zahir von Schiller, was unfortunately victimized.

According to the testimony of an eyewitness Miss Sau Boer, the murderer who brutally killed Mr. Zahir, broke into No.99 Palm Street, was a group of highlanders, a group of thugs all over with the smell of sheep.

However, these highlanders could not escape.

The imperial police and soldiers of the imperial army arrived in time, arrested all the mobs, and sent them to the police station.

Therefore, please rest assured that the citizens of Palm Street and the surrounding neighborhoods, the empire has enough power to protect its own people, these highlanders are already grasshoppers after autumn, just stumbling in despair.

One by one, chubby, round, and bright smiles, the friendly patrolmen laughed and chatted with these servants. Through these servants, they passed the official information of Tulum Port to the masters behind the servants.

The turmoil in Tulum Port will soon be over. All the enemies who are ill-conceived and unruly about the long-term stability of the Durham Empire have been almost wiped out. Tulum Port will soon return to its original harmony, tranquility and prosperity.

The death of Mr. Zahir was a very unfortunate accident.

It was really just an accident.

The patrols consciously or unconsciously warned these servants-Mr. Zahir's attack, probably because he accidentally exposed his wealth outside during the day. These highland thugs may be short of money on hand, so they want to make a profit. Travel expenses, and then escape...

Who knows?

The residents of Palm Street were immediately distracted.

Zahir was robbed because of Lu Fu? So, what about them? On weekdays, their elder brothers and young ladies are as proud as little swans, lest they don’t know that they have money!

One after another, the heads of households imposed a ban on their families, and at the same time a large number of servants rushed to the Public Security Committee of Tulum Port.

Under the Public Security Committee of Tulum Port, there is a standing militia united defense team, which is not weak. This militia unit can be hired by citizens to serve as short-term bodyguards and guards.

There is no doubt that because of the deliberate guidance of these patrols, the Tulum Port Security Committee will be very prosperous in the coming months.

The gate of No. 47 Palm Tree Avenue opened, and a four-wheeled carriage with a white body and a red roof came out briskly. The old coachman who drove shook his whip, and the two steeds squeaking their noses, pulling the carriage toward the ninety-nine side.

Joe has eaten a full meal. At this moment, he is leaning against the carriage of the carriage, holding a coffee cup in his left hand, and slapping his belly with his right hand comfortably.

Tooth and a few family masters stood beside Joe, picking their teeth with toothpicks, or, like Joe, enjoying the mellow, handmade coffee made from the top coffee beans of the Black Continent.

"Oh Huo, is that lady?" Tooth lowered his head, spit out the toothpick he was holding in his mouth heavily, then took out a cigar and held it at the corner of his mouth.

"Miss Velenya, her figure is really good." The other guard leader laughed softly. In order to retrieve the navy survey data, they all followed Joe and sneaked into Miss Velenya's boudoir.

"Don't underestimate her... Our Miss Velenya, tut, maybe it's not that simple." Joe's expression became extremely insignificant, unusually insignificant, his big fat face was crumpled, and Xiang Fang was winking. The heads of the guards were smiling.

"Grimian shopkeeper has a skill. He can judge whether a woman is pure or not by her posture." Joe drank the coffee in the cup, handed the empty cup to the little maid in the carriage, and lowered his voice sneakily. "I asked the ghost face shopkeeper about this technique... If I read it right, Miss Velenya, she is as pure as the silver sweet-scented osmanthus sacrificed to Muteste!"

Ya and several head guards opened their eyes wide at the same time, and looked at Joe in disbelief.

After a while, Ya Cai murmured, "Your Excellency Yanan, what does he picture?"

Joe looked at the carriage that was getting closer and closer, "hehe" smiled and said, "Who knows? Maybe...who knows?"

The ingenious four-wheeled carriage stopped in front of Gate 99. On the nearby street, nearly a hundred Rittal guards held the gun handles at the waist at the same time. Dozens of the last batch of Imperial Army officers and soldiers had lunch. , And also put down the food in his hands.

The carriage door opened slightly, and the beautiful and flowery Miss Velenya wore a white dress and a wide-brimmed hat full of beautiful bird feathers, carefully stepping out of the carriage.

The guards, soldiers, and police waiting nearby made Miss Velenya's face pale. She cautiously, shivering, walked in front of Joe in small steps.

The four-wheeled carriage where Joe ate breakfast happened to block the gate of No. 99~www.ltnovel.com~Ms. Velenya stubbornly clutched a small handbag with both hands, and walked cautiously. In front of Qiao, he bowed to Qiao gently.

"Police officer, I want to know, Miss Saubol, is she... safe? She is my best friend, and I am worried about her!" Miss Velenya's lips were slightly white, compared to the burly Joe, she It's like a little lamb standing in front of a wild bear, inexplicably weak and cute, and can't wait to hold it in his arms for protection.

"Shubol is fine, but Mr. Zahir...Boom, it's over!" Joe folded his hands and looked down at Miss Velenya: "Ah, by the way, Miss Velenya, let me tell you one thing by the way. The matter, Your Excellency Yanan was seriously injured. You may not see him for a while."

Velenya raised her head in amazement, opened her mouth slightly, and stared at Joe blankly: "Your Excellency Yanan? Great Mu...this..."

Velenya rolled his eyes decisively and resolutely, and fainted.

The teeth and eyes on the side were quick and swift, and hurriedly supported her soft and slender waist. Gawking at Joe with a grin, he smiled bitterly, "Master?"

Joe turned his head to look at the end of the street, whistling softly with his hands behind his back.

faint?

But it was so dizzy in time... Hey, Liya was right, women are born to be the best actors!

In Joe's crimson vision, Miss Velenya was as refreshed as an active volcano... something like fainting, ha ha!

At the end of the street, a Rittal guard waved a kraft paper envelope as soon as he galloped up.

"Master, Master, this is the order of the Duke, everyone on this list, arrest immediately."

"Also, the master sent some latest... confession and evidence."

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