The two people said something, and Kurd immediately looked around, pretending to be nonchalant and asked: "When I came back to Pompeii before, there were no checkpoints here. Why is there a checkpoint this time?"
The guard shook his head and said: "It's not that big thief Kurd who committed a big crime in the city. The lord is afraid that the Kurd will flee to Pompeii, so he asked us to set up checkpoints here. Not only that, the free people and serfs in Pompeii
They all formed their own teams and patrolled day and night."
Having said this, the guard smiled and reassured Kurd: "But there is no need to worry too much. There are currently four knights in Pompeii including the lord. And the big thief Kurd heard that he was injured, and the guard was so tight.
, forget it if he doesn’t come, if he comes, he will be captured alive by the lord.”
Kurd nodded with a smile on his face, but he naturally disagreed in his heart.
I am a serious Pompeian, and as long as I don't show my weakness, even though there are four knights in Pompeii, they can't do anything to me.
What's the use of being heavily guarded?
However, Kurd was quite surprised, because the previous information was that there were three knights in Pompeii, but now there was one more knight.
Kurd knew Pompeii very well and couldn't help but ask: "Is it the next generation heir of the Iron Horse family who has become a knight?"
"Yes, it's Lord Xiu Xiuya." The guard nodded and said.
"The little devils are starting to make their mark. This is the nobility. If there are no accidents, the Pompeii family will continue to exist."
Kurd felt a little envious.
However, Kurd grabbed his package and felt the "Book of Sages" inside the package. Kurd was no longer envious in his heart.
With this treasure, the power of the Pompeii family is nothing.
After saying some words to the guard, Kurd said goodbye and left, entering Pompeii Territory. Kurd's home was in Pompeii No. 8.
After entering Pompeii, Kurd was also a little surprised because the situation was slightly different from what he had remembered. The road became smooth and clean.
The feces that used to be everywhere can no longer be seen.
"Damn it, I haven't been back for just a few years. How come the countryside is cleaner than the city?" Kurd thought to himself. Not long after, Kurd saw another family carrying a smelly toilet and dumping feces into the farmland.
Inside, his eyes even bulged out.
He wanted to go forward and ask, but Kurd held back and planned to go back and ask his elder brother.
All in all, Kurd feels that the current Pompeii collar is different, very different. It is definitely not just a change in the number of knights.
Soon, Kurd returned to Pompeii Village No. 8, outside his brother's home.
Like most free people in Pompeii, this is a two-story wooden house. Except for some special paint on the roof, the outside of the house maintains the wooden color.
A wooden fence was built outside the house, and there were chickens, ducks, dogs and other livestock inside the fence. With the arrival of the Kurds, a black hound rushed out madly, barking.
The sound of dogs barking fell rapidly like a thunderstorm.
"Hey, Ryan, it's only been a few years since we last met and you don't recognize me yet?" Kurd stretched out his right hand like lightning, grabbed the hound's neck and lifted it up.
"Woo." The hound was suddenly frightened and made a whining sound.
"Who?"
The movement outside attracted the attention of the owner of the house, and a middle-aged woman came out. The woman glanced at Kurd, was surprised at first, and then asked uncertainly: "Is it Arnold?"
"Hi, Jonny." Kurd put down his frightened hound and greeted him cordially.
"It's really Arnold, are you back?" The middle-aged woman's face showed joy, and she greeted Kurd cordially.
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Ten days later, in Pompeii Castle, in Old Sol's study.
Old Sol was sitting in a chair, leaning on the back of the chair. There was a piece of parchment in front of the desk. On the parchment, lines of Prussian writing were written.
The coat of arms of the Barton family is printed below.
This is an official document.
"Dad, what's in the official document?" Luther stood in front of Old Saul and asked curiously.
"The Baron has issued a reward for providing information about the Kurds, including one thousand gold coins, ten thousand captured alive, and five thousand killed," Old Sol said.
"Ten thousand people captured alive? This is higher than the taxes we collected in Pompeii for ten years." Luther said with a sigh.
In this world, gold coins are the hard currency among the people. In the Kingdom of Prussia, they are called Prussian gold shields. In a small rural place like Pompeii's house, the tax revenue of one thousand gold coins a year is already a high price.
After being speechless, Luther touched his chin again and said curiously: "But because of this, I am very curious about what kind of treasures Kurd stole from the baron's mansion."
"Why doesn't this big thief Kurd come? The baron angrily announced a high reward. Kurd's treasure must be very amazing. Is it some kind of precious potion? Or is it a wizard's treasure? A sharp weapon?"
Luther couldn't help but think about it.
For this big thief, I can't wait to say, "Come on, come on, come to Pompeii."
This is like giving me a novice gift package.
Old Saul knew his son better now. When he saw Luther's expression, he knew what Luther was planning.
He couldn't help but frown and reprimanded: "Don't make random plans. Once you find Kurd, kill him immediately and get the treasure and return it to the Baron. If you can't kill him, report it to the Baron."
"I didn't have any evil intentions." Of course Luther denied it. However, he didn't take Old Sol's words seriously. A lord who doesn't want to become a noble lord is definitely not a good lord and noble.
However, the Pompeii family has been serving the Barton family as lords and nobles for generations. Although Old Thor is called the Golden Lion Thor, he has a natural inferiority mentality towards the Barton family.
Transformation takes time.
And this treasure may be another opportunity. How could Luther give up?
But Luther quickly laughed at himself, forget it, what's the use of thinking about this now? The thief Kurd, the man who caused a storm in Barton's territory.
Now it seems like a stone that fell into the sea and disappeared.
Even if the Kurds move to remote places in the countryside, they still have multiple targets, not just Pompeii, and even if they come, they may not be able to retain them.
Now I am thinking too much about treasures.
It’s not too late to wait until Kurds are truly discovered before thinking about treasures.
There is a saying that goes, "It's dark under the light." The origin of the Kurds is very mysterious, and no one knows where the Kurds are.
No one in Pompeii would have guessed that the Kurds were actually serious Pompeii people.
At present, the Kurds are living arrogantly in Pompeii territory.