High Above

  Chapter 137 The Appraiser in the Bad World

  It has been three months since the patrol knight code-named "Liuyin" "mysteriously disappeared" in Port Harrison.

  As Viscount Grant said, the Imperial Capital did indeed warn Port Harrison sternly at the beginning, but after receiving a videotape from a passing friend who did not want to be named, the punishment that would have been given had no follow-up.

During a banquet with old acquaintances, Elder Purdue heard the viscount brag about his well-informed information—there was a small conflict between the imperial capital and the Grand Duke of the West. One side believed that he had taken on the task of confronting the countries of the Flying Flame Land and urgently needed a lot of support. , while the other party felt that Duke Sorin's lion was so greedy, and if he really gave it, what is the difference from Duke Sorin becoming king independently?

  —If you don’t give money, you won’t build the fortress!

  —If you don’t build it, don’t build it, let’s see who is panicking!

This is obviously bad news. If the imperial capital and the Duke of Thorin really blame each other, and no one cares about the western defense line, then when the flying flame cavalry gallops on the Great Plains, what is waiting for the cities in the southern provinces such as Port Harrison is The trade is completely interrupted, isolated from the civilized society, and can only wait for the outcome of the surrender of the countries in the Flame Land.

  If everything really develops like this, then the situation will go to the worst direction in theory.

   But, the good news is that troubles have also occurred in Feiyandi!

  ——they are all from Terra, and they are all human countries. It makes no sense that if the empire is rotten, the Flameland will not be rotten!

   When the imperial capital and the Grand Duke of the West were arguing, the two bloodlines of the kings who ruled the upper and lower flames respectively, the Nemathus Alliance and the Absalom Alliance were at war for the leadership of the fortress group.

  The countries of the Nemathus blood line were the main opponents that confronted the empire across the desert in the past, and the countries of the Absalom blood line supported them from the rear.

  In recent years, there has been no war between the Empire and Flameland, and the caravans of the two sides have exchanged supplies through the desert. The benefits are astonishing, and the power of the Nemathus Alliance has become stronger.

But now, the Absalom Alliance has opened up the mountain road between the two mountains. Whether it is trade or war, the initiative is in the hands of the Absalom Alliance, which has a better and shorter path. It is obviously bad news for the leader of the Nemathus Alliance, how could they accept it?

In his capacity as the standing chairman of the Alliance of Thirteen Nations in Flame Land, the leader of the Nemathus Alliance, the 'Tengsha King' Braun Nemathus demanded that the other party hand over part of the jurisdiction of the fortress group, or hand over a huge amount of business to them security deposit.

   This proposal is not too outrageous... After all, it was Nemathus who fought and guarded the country back then. So many people died and paid such a high price, and peace was finally achieved. Then you, Absalom, came to pick peaches?

   But how could the other party accept it?

The reason for the interests in the middle is not clear at all, because no one intends to make it clear. In short, before the two major alliances compete for high and low, the empire side does not have to worry about the day when the united knights will cross the North Shore Plain, because They'll punch each other's brains out first by themselves.

   Rotten, both sides are rotten.

  The competition between the Empire and Flameland is in full swing. Of course, the Imperial Capital has no energy to care about such trivial matters as the death of a patrol knight at the peak of the second energy level in Port Harrison...

   It's better to say, good death! This man must have been killed by Grand Duke Thorin!

  There is no need to think about the reason at all, you can find seven or eight random ones, can you make it up if you really don’t have one?

  Grand Duke Sorin couldn’t be willing to be slandered, he angrily accused the emperor of using his name to eradicate the last remnants of the dark moon riots of the past, slandering his reputation, and killing two birds with one stone.

It is absolutely impossible for the imperial capital to admit this—the rumored knight, Wiggs, is loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and he is inseparable from the chaotic party of the dark moon in the past. A good helper to the people, a good example to all patrolling knights!

  He is now dead next to your sphere of influence, you killed him, don't try to quibble!

  His life is very expensive, he has to pay more!

  Viscount Grant is not an extremely intelligent person, but he really understands the empire and has seen through everything.

   After all, the person really didn’t kill him, and it doesn’t matter if he is called for an appraisal by a psyker. Everything has nothing to do with him, and Bishop Baiwu of the Huaiguang Church can also testify.

  The bigger the quarrel between the two sides, the better. The bigger the situation, the more it is necessary to stand in line with multiple parties. Before standing in line, a marginal person like him can take advantage of the situation and get some subsidies.

  In fact, since a year ago, there have been continuous caravans from the imperial capital, and even from the western provinces, which made the viscount smile.

  —I thought it would be sad if the aid was interrupted, but I didn’t expect that there are a lot of subsidies and caravans!

   It's not just a subsidy, but also because the cooperation between Harrison Port and Tenglan Department has been quite effective.

  Now, the rich products in the Redwood forest area and the coast of Nanling can finally be sold in large quantities through the channel of war preparation supplies.

  Fleet fishermen get richer, hunters and herbalists get richer, and merchants naturally become more.

  And from the many rare catches that have never been seen, the rare monsters and sublimated plants that have never been hunted and collected, are also increasing with the expansion of the control area of ​​Harrison Port.

  Abundance of materials, all kinds of strange creatures, warcraft materials of unknown value and sublimation plants... All these elements make eyesight more important.

  Those who know the value of these things can easily accumulate wealth.

  Some people got rich overnight, some people lost their treasures, some people sold the incomparably rare Yuanjin pearl for the price of a few Bisons, and some people sold this pearl for the sky-high price of thousands of talers.

   This is what Harrison Port is today, and has been for quite some time.

   It was at this time that the white man Osenna passed away due to distortion, which made people sigh.

  Although in the past, he was a completely bad person, but in the past two years, people have greatly improved their views on him.

   Indeed, he still lives reclusively, withdrawn and indifferent, but he has given up black mushrooms, and occasionally helps his neighbors repair their houses, so he can be regarded as a qualified white citizen.

  Brother Ian Elan, several neighbors, acquaintances, and Elder Pude of the White People participated in the brief and simple funeral. Elder Pude, who had no heirs, announced that he would adopt the two brothers Ian Elan in name until Ian was fourteen years old.

  No doubt, no objection.

   And in the second week after the funeral, Ian and Elder Pude visited the Viscount's Mansion.

  After a cordial and friendly conversation, Viscount Grant decided to strongly support the young Bai Zhimin's idea of ​​self-employment, cultivate the professional standards of young people with potential, and contribute to the future development of Harrison Port.

  So, a few days later, a small unoccupied building in the new city west of the city ushered in its new owner.

  ‘White Room Grocery’…that’s the name of the new store.

On the surface, it is just a grocery store owned by the White Room Fleet. It also sells some low-level alchemy substrates and inscription tools. It fits the atmosphere of the new city center with alchemy workshops. Participate in the practice of taking a share in the new urban area.

   But in fact, its true essence is a strange object appraisal shop that has obtained the imperial appraisal qualification certificate.

  Since this is the case, the real supporters behind it naturally cannot be the white room fleet on the surface, or even the white people.

  Only Viscount Ayers Grant, the governor of Port Harrison, the uncrowned lord of the South Ridge coast who defeated the natives, has such channels and strength.

  The owner of this small shop is the young White People psyker named Ian.

  A boy who is only ten years old.

   The cover will be changed today or tomorrow! And it's related to tomorrow's plot!

   The average order is 5000, try to add a big one in a few days to celebrate!

  (end of this chapter)