Dawn of the Grey Tower

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Snowflakes are flying in the night sky. These white crystals, with an untimely coldness, fell from high altitude, gently covering the traumatized earth, and also covering the dreadful **** scenes. The cheese was right about one thing. This was indeed the last snow of the year, but the mage did not realize the other thing, that is, it also became the first snow of the new year. Winter Wheat Festival, the celebration of the northern kingdom, passed unconsciously. When the snow that fell for two days and two nights finally stopped, people remembered that the new year had come. However, just like the gloomy sky after the snow, the New Year did not dilute the repressive atmosphere in the king capital.

"Your Majesty, Lord Marcus is here." Roughly repaired the throne room, Siget sat frowning in the throne and turned the documents at hand. After hearing the waiter's announcement of the arrival of the Minister of Finance, the king replied without looking up, "Let him come in." The heavy door opened in the sound of friction, and the ensuing air flow caused the lights in the throne room. Starting to sway, the candles on the lampstands were almost extinguished near the broken wall. Cangshi's finance minister wore a thick winter coat and managed his belt to restrain the fat on his stomach as much as possible, but Marcus still looked like a full seal to the king.

"Frankly speaking, Your Majesty. You shouldn't work here, it's too cold. Look at the poor waiters, they even said bad things when they received me." Marcus approached the king as he said. , Grumbled in his mouth. "Maybe this is because we haven't finished repairing the castle until now." The king of the lion glanced at his minister and said lukewarmly. Marcus raised his eyebrows, "Your accusations are groundless, Your Majesty. You and I know that it is not a good time to spend money on repairing castles. Too many things are waiting for us to do, and your vault situation Not optimistic. Fortunately, those mice have little interest in our wheat. Praise this magical plant and harvest the nearby winter wheat, we can still last for a while. "

The wheat in the mouth of the finance minister is winter wheat, a crop that is almost the lifeblood of the whole lion. At first glance, this plant looks like blue wheat, and unlike ordinary plants, it does not result in sufficient sun in the autumn. On the contrary, winter wheat is more productive or tastes than normal wheat in terms of yield and taste. Are far behind. However, its mature characteristics in winter are enough for Cangshi to vigorously promote the planting of this plant. The festival to celebrate the New Year was named Winter Wheat Festival.

"You can't let the people eat winter wheat, you have to share the dried vegetables with each family." King Shen Sheng said. Indeed, although the presence of winter wheat makes Cangshi's winter much better, but the nutritional content of winter wheat is extremely single, the human body only consumes winter wheat for a long time will produce various diseases. Even some pharmacists of the Pharmacists Association insist that this crop actually has slight toxins, but as long as it does not accumulate to a certain amount, it will not cause an impact. Siegt just reminded the Minister of this in consideration of this.

"Yes, I will urge the Minister of the Interior to do so." Marcus nodded, and he was very in favor of the order. The paste made of winter wheat always tastes a bit bitter, and as a foodie, he doesn't like the taste.

The king put down the file at hand and stared at the man under the seat for a few seconds. "It's enough for the Secretary of the Interior to say hello. It's a very special time. The efficiency of the system is usually too slow. Marcus, you come to be the hand of the king. You have the right to question the big things in the capital. "After finishing, Siget picked up the document again and looked at it. It was not like a king who had just appointed a very important official. Marcus froze for a moment, then nodded calmly,->> , update the latest chapter of Dawn of the Grey Tower as soon as possible!

He is a wise man and understands that the king ’s decision is correct. During this period, there must be someone to stand up and share the pressure for the king, and the best person right now is himself. However, smart people are also humans, so Marcus seems to inadvertently ask a question, "Do I need to return the badge when the plague is over?" The badge of the lion head, the Minister of Finance means to ask the king whether his tenure as the spokesperson of the king is limited to a special period.

Siget smiled and said in the same indifferent tone, "It depends on your performance. If you do well, I don't mind putting that stuff more in your days." The obese finance minister immediately heard the words Get up from the chair. His huge body accidentally overturned the stool under the **** because of this too fast movement, and the sound made the king startled. But after this short embarrassment, Marcus knelt in front of Siget on one knee. He removed the bandage hanging from his chest and placed his broken right hand in the position of his heart with his left hand. "Senior, Marcus Taylor, swears by the reputation of life and family, I will use my wisdom and body to swear to return your trust!"

"Only wisdom is enough. Speaking of these two days, are you getting fatter again? Can you grow meat every day by drinking winter wheat porridge?" King Cang asked with a smile. Of course he didn't really want Marcus' answer, but the origin of the adventurer made him dislike making some scenes so grand. Compared with the magnificent ceremonies and solemn vows, Siget believed in his vision and the loyalty of his courtiers. Just like the rulers of the Cangshi, he firmly believed that glory allowed the people of this kingdom to survive in this marginal land Will also continue.

Of course, Marcus could clearly distinguish the king's laughter. He took out the handkerchief from his arms, fixed his right hand casually, and sat back on the chair. After confirming that Siegt wasn't kidding, the former finance minister's current king's hand officially entered his new role. "Your Majesty, since you trust me so much. Then I have to say something." The King of Cang looked up and he could probably guess what Marcus was going to say, but he still decided to listen to what he said.

The hand of the king took a deep breath. In fact, he had long wanted to advise the king about this issue ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ but because of his position, it is inconvenient to say much. And now, he no longer has such worries, "According to the information brought back by the Great Knight Lord, the troops to rescue the Molten Iron City will leave tomorrow morning, at which time the snow and ice should not affect the march. But Your Majesty, Are we really going to do this? I admit that Duke Hammer is an indispensable minister of the kingdom, and even the position of the king should be seated by him. However, our control of the southern city of the kingdom has not yet been restored. However, because of the words of a wizard and some clues, you transferred your soldiers to the molten iron ... Your majesty, even without considering the threat of food and grass consumed by this operation and the threat of the ratmen. We cannot guarantee that the surviving southern cities are still loyal to The reign of the kingdom ... "

Siget raised his hand and interrupted Marcus. "The troops going to Molten Iron must start on time. They have been delayed by the snow for too long. The reason for this is much more complicated than you think. As for the other cities in the kingdom, I can understand your concerns. The plague may indeed cause some people to have bad ideas. But I think a messenger from the capital of the king who can represent the king fully is enough to dispel those illusions. Marcus, this is your task. "

"What? Your majesty, you let me ..."

"Don't worry, I found some bodyguards for you, and they will take you to the first city. After that, you should have a way to continue the mission. Don't live up to my expectations, my dear king."