Chapter 225: Living in Poverty

The monk felt uncomfortable, so he picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth. He raised his head and looked at his parents who were sitting on the top, full of loving faces. He wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

The questions in Huigang's eyes were not difficult to understand. Now the whole family's mood has completely calmed down, so the Lao Fu Lite and his wife have also calmed down. In other words, they have already started to the track of normal life as soon as possible. Lao Fu Lite looked at the questions in the monk's eyes and then looked at the vegetables on the table.

He couldn't help but sigh and slowly told the things that the Folite family encountered since the monk disappeared inexplicably in this city.

The monk remembered some things clearly. Before he left Matt City, Lao Ferte was the largest cloth merchant in Escal. Although the title of the noble was only an inconspicuous baron of honor, his wealth was tangible. Moreover, this hereditary Paladin heritage has always been protected by the church, so it was smooth sailing.

However, in his father's story, since he inexplicably disappeared from the punishment platform, the Church of Light, the wizards and the City Guards jointly searched here, and then they regularly monitored it.

Naturally, as a blasphemer's family, it was already a great grace to not continue to pursue the matter. All the original privileges were cancelled. Lao Ferte wanted to do his own cloth business, but several originally inconspicuous cloth merchants began to invade the cloth share of the Foerte family.

The initial method was to reduce the price, so the wealth of the Folit family was naturally not at a disadvantage, but the second step was that several large cloth warehouses suddenly caught fire. The order could not be completed when the order was expired, so naturally the customers ran away one after another. Several merchants who could not arrive regularly also filed compensation lawsuits.

Without the protection of the church, the Folit family lost money that damaged their vitality and was in a slump. The next step was that representatives from the local businesses changed jobs one after another, and this time they lost these relationships and old channels. It was completely impossible to get up.

Having said this, Lao Ferte sighed himself:

"The largest cloth merchant in this province is now a man named Vincent. At that time, a store manager who was familiar with us vaguely said that behind Vincent is the Thieves' Guild of Odan."

In the entire Audandan, because of the struggle between the royal family, the church and the noble lords, many gaps in power were left in many places.

Various gray and even black organizations have flourished. As long as they do not cross the bottom line allowed by the official, basically, the army and security forces of Audan turn a blind eye to this, and often collude with each other. After so many years of development, the Audan's Thieves Guild has become a monster that can be called a huge monster on the entire continent. Therefore, civilians, even small and medium-sized nobles, can still give in if they encounter forces like the Thieves Guild.

After all, swallowing your anger to ensure your own safety is a common concept for the weak, let alone a baron who has lost his power and fallen at home.

In this way, the cloth businesses that originally belonged to the Folit family naturally belonged to Vincent's men, and the merchants who had previously emerged at the price competition also transformed into Vincent's cotton shop, the subsidiaries of Spider.

In the past, Baron Lao Ferte's impression, his son was an extremely timid person. Whenever he heard about topics such as the Thieves Guild, he would consciously or unconsciously avoid them.

Although I had already seen the strength of the monk outside in the afternoon, the inertia in my mind was not so easy to change. After saying a few words, I used to changing the topic:

"It's okay, just come back, we always have some solutions. The storefront of the store on South Street has not been sold. Since you have been pardoned, I will probably be much better where Carter and I will go and start again. If you can't worry about family affairs for the time being, you can have a good rest first."

Huigang looked up and smiled slightly, but his eyes were calm. Organizations like the Thieves Guild were not in his eyes. Baron Folite's words were very organized, and the monk was thinking in his mind whether Tomp framed Folite for the commercial wealth of the Folite family.

However, according to the order of time and the order of events, Huigang himself quickly denied this idea. Such a thing must not be worth his doing.

The monk turned his head and looked at Fei'er beside him. He knew that his biggest purpose now was to find out the organization behind him that was in a difficult situation with Fei'er and destroy him, but now he had no idea, or he was completely passive, and he didn't know how to attract those people.

After the werewolf Feng Feng separated outside Donne City, there was no news, but this was a relatively good result. After all, the werewolf was still relatively gentle with them.

Originally, returning to this city could only be regarded as giving the remaining consciousness of Folite, a comfort, a break from the past. Unexpectedly, after returning, I realized that I originally thought that I was all the Shaolin monks who had traveled through time in my previous life. However, when I saw Folite's parents, my mood fluctuations and changes, I realized that I was not completely changed. Perhaps it was the fusion of the two people, or perhaps it was the monk mixed with Folite's memory.

"Don't worry, we do our business in detail. Now that you are a Paladin, they won't come to us for trouble."

Baron Folit saw the monk's distracted just now, thinking that he was worried, so he quickly spoke up and said a few words. The monk came to his senses and heard Fei'er and Yalina whispering to him, and the content was naturally clear. Fei'er whispered:

"Sister Alina, the feeling here gives me a good feeling, it seems like I'm back to my own home."

The female swordsman Yalina was also nodding there, showing a look of agreement. Huigang made a decision when she heard this. She raised her head and smiled and answered the old baron's question:

"There is nothing to worry about, I will stay in this home for a long time."

The sun has set, Feier and Yalina have been taken down by the cook to rest. Although the Folite family is in decline, the house is still not small. However, the monk gave a special advice and putting these two girls together. Huigang had a judgment in his mind, that is, the existence of the winged lion, and the existence of the metal golem must not have any safety problems.

The two girls tactfully followed the cook and left the place. They knew that Huigang and Folite's parents had to talk about a lot. During this period, the old people also noticed that the two girls called the monk "Huigang", but the old baron was very considerate and thought that the monk was alone outside, and he would probably use a pseudonym.

The cheap coffee on the dining table may be the last bit of attention for the poor nobles. The room is still bright, although the oil lamp is lit rather than candles.

Folite's parents and monk were silent in the light of the lights, and the scene suddenly became quiet. Folite's mother asked first:

"What is the relationship between those two girls and you? That one named Yalina, it seems that you are very affectionate."

Huigang was slightly embarrassed. Although he knew that his parents would definitely ask about this kind of problem, he was still a little embarrassed when facing it and said hesitantly:

"I am my friend, a very close friend."

Looking at the monk's slightly embarrassed expression, the two old men laughed. Since Huigang stepped into this house, although he became much quieter, Folite's parents also felt the distant distance and indifference between the two sides.

It was not until the monk showed this smile that it disappeared.

Baron Laflite said to his wife gently:

"Anli, it's very late, you go to bed first."

Folite's mother knew that there might be something else to say between the two parties, so she followed Huigang's instructions and left here.

The old baron's expression became serious after his wife left the room, and moved the chair to the monk. He lowered his voice and said:

"Don't stay in Matt City for too long, you'll leave the day after tomorrow."

The monk's brow moved, and saw the deep worry in the old man's eyes, and knew what Lao Fu Lite was thinking. Although he had restored his reputation and might be a "paladin", after all, everything is not sure now. His family is just a small defeated nobleman and relatively poor.

Inexplicably, a burst of anger surged in Huigang's heart, surrounding the conspirators who forced this cowardly and cowardly noble children to death and the forces behind them.

Lao Folite said something else. The monk raised his hand slightly to stop the old man's words. Suddenly he reached out and pinched the flame of the oil lamp. A little flame stopped in his hand. If you look closely at Huigang's fingertips, you can see a warm layer of light on it. The flame had no contact with the skin, and it was burning there without any fuel.
Chapter completed!