The witch thought I am a Demon God

Ivita discovered that they had at least two kinds of sacks, one containing ordinary white bread, and one containing bread mixed with milk and honey. The latter bread was also called noble bread.

It seems that noble ladies would give this kind of noble bread to the middle-class and upper-class businessmen who come and go.

One of the ladies stood out the most. She was slender, wearing a bright red fluffy skirt, like a blooming rose, and a shiny black vest.

She is a mature woman who still has charm, with long brown hair tied under a hat decorated with swan feathers, and a pair of loyal blue eyes.

Iveta heard the lady beside her say that her name seemed to be Lady Alice.

Ivita looked confused.

Are the capitalists doing good things?

That's not right.

Although there are many idle refugees who will enter this market, most of them are businessmen and people who need to buy items.

Lolita, what's going on?

Lolita stood aside, she was a little afraid of life in the city, or rather afraid of people.

She whispered: My lord, that is Palvega's special reception etiquette.

It was Mrs. Alice among the crowd. She once suggested that the ladies of various wealthy families in the city work together to give some free bread to everyone who enters the market every Monday.

Most of the time, their hired workers do this for them.

“But sometimes the ladies themselves would come to the scene themselves.”

I don't know why they did this.

I heard that Mrs. Alice believes that adhering to such a tradition is a symbolic blessing, allowing everyone who enters the Palvega Market to find their own bread.

Ah, by the way, Mrs. Alice is also the president of the Blacksmith Guild.

Ivita was silent for a moment, thinking that this might be a way for people to unite friends from the same class.

For example, in the previous life on earth, some people from the middle class and above would engage in activities such as environmental protection voluntary labor, charity galas, etc. In the process, they would not only do something to give feedback to society, but also get to know like-minded people. Friends, expand your network.

At present, this seemingly meaningless thing that Mrs. Alice is doing may be the club she is working on.

In this kind of activity, she can quickly establish her position as a leader among ladies of the same class.

And this is the greatest meaning to her!

While Iveta was thinking, a figure stood in front of her. Iveta subconsciously held the broken steel sword, one of the two famous swords carried on her back, with her left hand.

He had previously tied the two swords with cloth strips to prevent others from discovering any abnormalities.

However, Ivita immediately let go of her left hand.

Because when he raised his head, he realized that it was Lady Alice, one of the ladies who had distributed bread at the entrance of the market.

She held a piece of noble bread in her hand and handed it to Ivita.

Lady Alice was among the crowd and was quickly attracted by Ivita's unique and noble temperament.

It is often said that if a nobleman changes out of his fine clothes and throws him into the crowd, he will disappear into the crowd and no one will notice that he is special.

But actually, that's not the case.

At least in this era of deep overlap between the nobility and the main military forces, a soldier standing in the crowd, no matter what kind of clothes he is wearing, cannot be ignored.

Ivita realized that this woman might be her friend and long-term collaborator in the future, so she did not refuse her kindness and took the bread from her hand.

Thank you, ma'am.

Lady Alice is also secretly guessing about Ivita's identity.

Ivita was dressed simply, and the horse she was riding didn't look that good either. The horse's neck showed signs of having been reined and had been working in the fields.

But this young man has soft and white skin and a handsome face. He has the reliability of a mature man and the handsomeness of a childish boy.

Lady Alice guessed that Ivita might be a child of a poor little nobleman, or the son of a businessman?

In this troubled time, Alice had to take a few more glances at Ivita.

She smiled and said, It seems like it's your first time coming to Palvega.

If I see someone like you once, I will never forget it.

What are you bringing to Palvega?

Looking for someone. Ivita replied briefly. He thought for a moment and then added: And to make friends.

Lady Alice was amused by his short language, and she mentally labeled Ivita a funny little devil.

Alice said: Palvega is indeed a good place to make friends, because there are enough people here, and you can always find people with the same goals as you. I will take the first step, hoping that we will meet again in the future.

The other party is one of the most powerful people in Palvega, so naturally he will not waste too much time on Ivita.

At this time, Alice just regarded Ivita as an ordinary son of a small noble. She just walked over and said a few words casually.

Lady Alice will also return to the group of ladies, lead the wives of the leaders of these guilds, and expand her influence through them.

Lady Alice believed that this was her advantage.

Because it is impossible for other men to get closer to the wives of guild leaders by holding tea parties and doing activities.

Nothing good will come of this, only duels and vendettas.

But because she is a woman, she can do these things easily, but there are also disadvantages to being a woman.

Even in her position of the same class, she is more likely to be ignored and despised.

Although the status of women in Ambrose is not as low as that of women in the southern peninsula and the mainland, she is undoubtedly restricted because of this status, and she has not been able to be the mayor of [Palvega] several times.

Just when Alice returned to the convoy, a huge disturbance suddenly appeared near the convoy, and many businessmen ran frantically from that direction.

The streets, which were not spacious, soon became crowded.

There is chaos everywhere.

Iveta looked up and saw five assassins appearing on top of the carriage of Alice's team.

These assassins possess the ability to manipulate corpse puppets.

Iveta quickly realized that they were old friends she was familiar with, the Little Lutheran Brotherhood!

At the same time, there was a teahouse on the second floor of a shop on this street, wearing a red woolen robe with a gold pattern embroidered on the collar. The pattern was the Arabic numeral 4 in a concentric circle, and wearing this valuable The man in the robe is none other than the red-clothed archbishop general of the Ferrara Kingdom on the southern peninsula.

The red archbishop clicked his tongue, causing all the priests sitting aside to tremble.

I have brought the Pope's Golden Seal, but it is of no use.

I want peace, but peace is far from here.

Someone hired assassins from the Little Lutheran Brotherhood.

Do you know who it is?

Have you told me that most of the people in [Palvega] city who can affect the situation have been identified and given to me by you?

Then let me ask you, who is the boy who Lady Alice gave the noble bread to? Did you see the magic items on his right hand hidden in his sleeve?

In front of Cardinal Antiochus, the bishop of the city of [Parvega] in white robes immediately stood up and bowed to him to apologize. I'm sorry, Lord Antiochus.

We will verify his identity immediately.

No need to verify. Cardinal Antiochus sneered. You are so petty.

“Can you understand the way our church does things?”

Our church does not need to know the origin of anyone, because people all over the world are believers in the God of All Things and cannot resist the call and commission of the church. Also, even a noble who is in no situation, once he When he enters any major city, he will immediately catch the attention of the players on the chessboard.

The Cardinal Archbishop General [Antioch] was silent for a while, and suddenly said: I guess he is the new Baron Moro who repelled some groups of monsters.

A very good young man, younger than I thought.

If I hadn't seen the origin of the broken steel sword on his back, I might have just thought that he was just an ordinary noble child.

Everyone who was listening to the Master's lecture suddenly felt ashamed.

After working on it for a long time, you have already guessed his identity, so there is no need for us to investigate.

Then why did you say so much before?

The city bishop of [Palvega] was an old man. He asked tentatively: Do you want to show mercy and summon him to come up and meet you?

Perhaps he can contribute to the church's efforts to quell Ambrose's fight.

Forget it. Antioch thought for a while, but still felt that he was not interested. Nothing more than a baron.

Let's wait and see.

A baron is not qualified to enter the church's chessboard.

Moreover, letting him be taken seriously by the chess players too soon will harm him. Some people in the church are... not very clean...

Let's get out of here.

Seeing the surprised looks of the priests, Antioch said: Our church just needs to keep watching.

“This is the way our church does things.”

I didn't come here to save Lady Alice, I just wanted to see how the Lambs of the God of All Things would blaspheme their faith.

I just want to see what the aristocratic faction of Parvega wants to do.

“But we, as shepherds of the God of all things, do not have to contend with the lambs.”

“The Lord discerns for himself.”

As a result, the low-level priests quickly moved their belongings and prepared to leave.