"Then we should let him come to our territory and control him. Whatever we want then, we will have it, right?" Ruan Wenzhao continued without giving up.
"Didn't that person say that it would be impossible for him to leave the Holy City?"
"Smash it with money! There is nothing that cannot be done with money. If there is, then it is not enough. Otherwise, the group of magicians just now are all surrounded by our family's guards. As long as you nod your head
, I don’t believe there is any difficulty in taking away a magician.”
"If you do this, you will offend the Dharma Saint." Ruan Wenyue sighed. His younger brother was in charge of the mine guard team. And that group of soldiers were all formed according to the instructions of the first generation family head.
Weapons troops.
The advantage is that it is powerful, easy to form, and much simpler than training a group of old-style qualified soldiers.
The disadvantage is equally obvious, that is, it costs money. The reason why the kingdom established by the first generation head of the family was overthrown was because the supplies could not keep up, so the guards were forced to fight the rebels hand-to-hand with muskets without ammunition, which led to the failure. And then.
Some of the various branches of the family gave up the tradition of forming a thermal weapon force due to financial reasons.
The combat effectiveness of the escort team that can be maintained is one of the best. This is also the reason why no one dares to propose disbandment even though my team is not taken seriously.
But Ruan Wenyue also understood in his heart that the strength of this kind of army has its upper limit. Not to mention the ignorant magician, even dealing with the Dharma Saint Babak Abu Nahan is a bit uncertain. How to continue to improve their strength
, this is something that I have been studying secretly.
However, if you use such a hot weapon team to fight bandits and robbers, it will be invincible. This also caused his brother's arrogant attitude, and he wanted to use shooting to solve any problem he encountered.
But in the situation just like that, if they really took action, would the Dharma Saint and his relatives and friends really stand by and watch? No matter how much he thought about it, there was no proper way. In the end, Ruan Wenyue still shook his head and said: "No. No one
Before we find the safest solution, we don’t need to use this method to control the magician."
"Oh." Ruan Wenzhao responded, turned around and looked in another direction in the carriage, and said, "If you ask uncle to take action, that would be safe enough."
The third person sitting in this luxurious carriage was a rickety, wrinkled old man. He opened his mouth and smiled with yellow teeth, and said: "Boys, if you want to die, you can go there yourself. Old man
The only way I can survive today is not to cause trouble for people like that."
"Uncle, you can't deal with that magician either." Ruan Wenzhao said in surprise.
This little old man is an extraordinary person who followed the first generation of the family. For some reasons, he now accepts the protection of his own branch. This is a secret that other branches of the family don't know. He is the trump card in the trump card. He is only good at assassination and hiding.
Even he said he couldn't deal with that one. How could this not surprise the Ruan brothers?
The little old man pulled down the hood that hid his face and said: "Do you know how many assassins in the Holy City have disappeared this year and their whereabouts are unknown? Many of the brokers I know are now in despair.
The dilemma is that people are available just because they have accepted a certain commission. Maybe desperadoes are easy to find, but they can’t afford to change their subordinates a few times, and they are all new faces. So that person is now on the blacklist, and there is no one left
I dare to take the job of assassinating him. Do you think there will be a different result if I take action?"
After saying such an evaluation about the hidden strong man in his family, the Ruan brothers had to rethink their attitude towards the magician and where they should place it. Ruan Wenyue sighed again and said: "In the face of a strong man,
Let’s cooperate with that person. Besides, our more troublesome opponent now is probably the Grand Duke Kawei whom the Dharma Saint intends to introduce. If we want to protect our interests, we need the cooperation of that magician."
Regardless of the magician's problem, an imperial grand duke is indeed more difficult to deal with. Ruan Wenzhao nodded helplessly and said: "It seems that this is the only way."
The carriage became quiet again, with only the sound of wheels in the ears. The three people named Ruan had different thoughts.
However, whether these people's thoughts are good or bad, they will not affect the person who leaves alone.
Not to mention that there is no sports car dream at home. When I was young and frivolous, I also dreamed of driving a car with the same value as a house on the road. But as the saying goes, dreams are full, reality is very skinny. Houses are not
You can’t afford it anymore, so you still buy a luxury car? Is it possible that you eat, drink, and poop in the car?
As for now, let alone mention it. Not to mention the standard racing track, Midi does not even have asphalt roads or cement roads. The bluestone road is already the most luxurious road. The road in Midi is not suitable for the low center of gravity of the sports car.
For low chassis, it is a natural nemesis. If there is a hole, it may require major repairs.
Therefore, considering the quality of the roads in today's Midland, the quality of passers-by, the material science that has not been developed before, and many other considerations, perhaps the standards for mass production of automobiles in today's Midland can be further improved.
If we go down, should we bring it directly to the level of the earth at the beginning of the 20th century? Lin Zheng was thinking.
Suddenly, a burst of shouting broke the silence of the night and brought someone out of his thoughts. From the corner of his eye, he saw an object flying out of a house on the roadside and rolling directly onto the road. Of course, Lin braked hard.
A hit on the steering wheel!
Fortunately, someone understood that the tires of this car were not up to standard, so he did not dare to drive fast on the way back. Even so, the ice formed by the snow on the road still caused the car to slip. The entire car body turned sideways and slid forward.
After a short distance, it stopped.
The person who was thrown out had no external injuries. At least he still had the strength to yell and curse at the tavern where he was thrown out. Upon seeing this, Lin planned to step on the accelerator and drive away to avoid this place of trouble.
"Che_palle. Oggi_è_terribile. Questo_maledetto_brutto_tempo. (Italian: Damn. Bad day. Damn weather)" muttered the man who was thrown on the street.
Someone mysteriously replied: "Stai_bene. (Italian: Are you okay.)"
…
Italian?
The people in the car and the people on the ground looked at each other, speechless.
The man on the ground suddenly jumped up, and a string of vague Italian words came out. He climbed on the side of the car, face to face, spitting, and he was so excited that he couldn't be more excited.
It's a pity that not many of these long strings of Italian can be recognized by the translation system. This translation program engraved on the Dream Tower can not only translate dragon language or animal language. It was originally established to facilitate conversations with the silver-bearded dwarves.
I don’t know when, as long as I have some basic knowledge or have established dictionary data for the language, I can quickly judge and translate it.
As for Italian, I have never studied it systematically. The only way I have come into contact with it is probably through watching some Italian movies and listening to some dialogues and translated subtitles in computer games. I have never thought about this language.
It will be parsed by the Dream Tower's translation program.
However, it is obvious that the foundation is not good enough, so there are not many parts that can be translated. Even the translation is incomprehensible, so someone can only be blinded by what this 'fellow fellow' said.
.
"Scusi, amico. (Italian: Sorry, friend.) My Italian is not very good. Do you know the Italian lingua franca?" Someone switched between two channels and stopped the man in front of him, who was wearing a beard and draped hair.
A young man wearing a magician's shawl, but still looking quite immature.
"Yes, friend, I understand Midi Common. Why do you speak the language of Florence? Are you from the same place as me? Who are you?" The young man also switched to Midi Common and asked.
A series of questions were thrown out, and before someone could answer, a sudden stomach growl interrupted the mood of the two of them. The young man looked embarrassed, and Lin pointed to the room where he was thrown out, which was a tavern.
Asked: "What was that just now?"
"I owed the shopkeeper a lot of money and was kicked out. But, I have a good idea. I can make money and I can pay him back then." The young man breathed in the heat on a winter's night.
He blushed and said slightly excitedly.
It seems that he is really a time traveler, and his life is really miserable. Looking at the golden thread on his chest, Lin felt a little confused in his heart. Although he is not a serious fellow, he is from the same place, so it can't be justified not to help him.
Lin said: "Wait for me first." He motioned for the other person to move away and parked the car before leading the young man into the tavern, although he was a little reluctant.
Guests in winter always make people love and hate them. What I love is that they can earn a lot of money for drinks, but what I hate is that when they walk into the pub, they inevitably have to open the door and be flooded with cold wind in the room.
The fat shopkeeper forced a smile on his fleshy face and planned to greet the guests. But before he could say anything, when he saw the man hiding behind a well-dressed magician, his whole face collapsed again. He cursed.
He said: "Get out! Get out! You are not welcome here." As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves again and prepared to throw the person out.
Lin stretched out his hand to stop the person, causing the fat shopkeeper to stop. This was not because of how majestic or threatening he was, but more because of the effect of the few gold coins in his hand. He said: "Shopkeeper, this friend
I paid you as much as you owed. Is this enough?"
The fat shopkeeper looked at the two magicians who had just entered the door suspiciously. In terms of demeanor, they were indeed not of the same level. There was also a gap in age, and they seemed to be wealthy, at least they did not look poor. They were friends of the young magician.
?
After receiving the gold coin, I didn’t just put it in my mouth and bite it. The coins of Midland were exquisite and different. Coins as round as the five empires and with double-sided printing could not be made by just anyone. Such casting technology is already considered
It's an anti-counterfeiting technology. After thinking about the young magician's past credits, the fat shopkeeper said, "That's a lot."