While Zhou Qingfeng was stepping up preparations for war in Cold Wind City, a tired cavalry team was slowly entering the city gate of Banshee Castle with heavy steps.
Under the escort of seven or eight family knights and attendants, Marbury's long legs, wrapped in a tattered cloak, silently looked at the largest city in the North.
Zhou Qingfeng instigated a riot that swept through Hanfeng City. With the overwhelming force, he drove the nobles in the city to flee. Some nobles gathered outside the city and wanted to counterattack, but when they heard the news that Old Longlegs was defeated and died,
Everyone was wailing and dejected.
Before the decisive battle, Old Long Legs arranged for his son to take shelter temporarily. Marbury Long Legs ran to the Wizard's Tower to ask for help but was rejected. He could only gather some fleeing nobles and headed towards the Banshee Castle in despair.
Not to mention sleeping in the open air along the way, he was also constantly attacked by hungry people. The public security in the entire Northland was not good. Marbury only received some relief in a few larger cities along the way. By the way, Coldwind City was captured by the mob.
The news got out.
This is the first time in fifty years that a mob has successfully captured the city in the Northland, causing the entire aristocratic system to be shocked and angry. On the way to Marbury, many city owners patted their chests and expressed that they would help restore the Long Legs family and would never tolerate untouchables taking over the throne.
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It is easy to just make a promise, but it is extremely difficult for various forces to unite. Marbury failed to borrow any soldiers, and now he can only try his luck at Banshee Castle. As soon as he entered the city, he headed to Phils
The family's mansion.
Standing under the high wall of the Phils' house, Marbury drooped his head like a bereaved dog. The servant helped him to dismount, and he staggered a few times because his legs were weak. After the report was completed, a butler came out with his nose raised and contemptuous.
asked a question
"From the Longlegs family?"
Marbury felt a surge of anger in his heart when he heard this, but he could only hold back and replied: "I am Marbury Long Legs, and I am here to ask for an audience with His Excellency Louis Fels."
The servants of the big family are all arrogant. The butler clasped his hands and motioned for Marbury to follow. The latter left the family knights and servants behind, walked into the beautiful spire mansion of the Phils family, and stopped outside a reception room.
The hall door opened, and there were many people sitting inside. Before Marbury could see clearly what was going on inside, someone suddenly left his seat, yelled and rushed towards him. The person grabbed his throat and pushed him down. He immediately had difficulty breathing and looked like he was about to die.
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The servants hurriedly came up to pull him, with several angry growls mixed in during the process. When Marbury finally regained his breath, he saw Lehman, the former deputy city lord of Cold Wind City, kicking and cursing at him, and was being pulled by the servants.
Open but not close.
Unexpectedly, the two dignitaries of Cold Wind City met again in the Banshee Castle. The face of the Vice City Lord changed drastically at this moment, and the originally fat body lost a lot of weight.
Lehman cursed loudly: "You guys from the Longlegs family have brain problems. Your father is as stupid as a pig. He actually thought of using outsiders to deal with me. But what's the benefit of killing me? What's the point of trying me?"
benefit?
You caused trouble and allowed a group of untouchables to take advantage of you. You were kicked out of Cold Wind City and lost everything. Now everyone is finished. Your family was played by a group of barbarians from the Black Forest. It is simply a shame for the nobility."
Lehman was just an ordinary man with a noble status, but the two strong servants were unable to hold him back.
Marbury was stunned by this roar, and the depression accumulated in his heart also burst out. He also cursed loudly: "We people in the Long Legs family are stupid, aren't you people in the Lehman family stupid?
If you hadn't incited the nobles in the city to fight against my father, how could Victor Hugo have found an opportunity? If you don't sell food and force the untouchables in the city to die, they will naturally jump out and riot?
If Victor Hugo only had less than a hundred people, how could he have succeeded in driving us all out? This is all your fault, why should you blame us, the long-legged family?"
"Your long-legged family didn't sell food to those untouchables. Your long-legged family still wants to resist the rule of the Phils family. Your father also wants to gather all the cities in the North to suppress the Phils family. This is all your fault.
Caused by greed.”
The two sides broke into each other and exposed each other's dirty information. The scene in the living room was out of control for a while, until a cold air surged, making the two people quarreling shiver.
In the upper room of the living room, little Phils's eyes flashed with ice, and he stared indifferently at the two bereaved dogs that were playing around. Marbury and Lehman calmed down, hanging their heads like poor beasts, trembling and waiting.
"It's so sad." Little Phils sat on the chair like an ice sculpture. He tilted his head and refused to look at the two people opposite him. He said in a low voice: "Obviously he is a hereditary noble of the North, but he fights like a street shrew.
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There were many people sitting on both sides of the long table in the living room, all staring silently at Marbury and Lehman who had made a fool of themselves. To the right of Little Phils, the legendary wizard Bank coughed for a while and motioned to the person across from him to continue: "Powell,
What were you talking about just now?”
Zhou Qingfeng's old friend, a former paladin of justice, now a member of the Banshee Knights, and the adopted son of Meng, the descendant of evil insects, little Powell was standing on one side of the round table.
Seeing that the topic had returned to him again, the young man quickly whispered and bowed and said: "Everyone, I would like to introduce to you the Warren Paladin and the Moltke Wizard. They have all fought against the evil spirits in the Black Forest.
The last operation against the evil spirits failed, and the Warren Paladin had to go to the south to seek help. This time he returns again, with greater strength than before, and he will definitely play a greater role in the battle against the evil spirits."
Warren, who once fought Zhou Qingfeng, is back again. This paladin of the God of Justice stood up and nodded slightly to everyone present. Compared with before, he is now more majestic and impressive, making people remember him at a glance.
Make a deep impression.
Everyone present paid tribute to Warren, obviously very satisfied with this helper.
Warren sat down, and Powell continued to introduce: "This is Mr. Robin, from the Principality of Os in the south. This is Mr. Martin, the priest of the God of Craftsmen and Forging.
They came here specifically to present a set of extraordinary forging machines, which are the Gond hammers that have disappeared from history. This is a set of divinely blessed machinery, a perfect combination of powerful strength and exquisite design."
Two more people stood up in front of the long table. They took out a set of complex design drawings from the metal cylinders they carried, and solemnly held them in front of the little Phils who was sitting at the head.
When the design drawing is laid out, it looks very powerful, high-end, and mysterious at first glance. Because it has either straight lines or interlocking arcs, as well as labels and numbers that no one can understand.
Coupled with the words "Gond Hammer" that disappeared in history, it immediately aroused the great curiosity of everyone present. Everyone craned their necks, trying to get a glimpse of its secret, but they couldn't understand it.
There are dozens of design drawings, all of which are very detailed. This is very different from the metaphysical patterns that everyone usually sees, and it adds a bit of style.
Little Phils looked down for a few times, nodded heavily, and looked at Robin and Martin who presented the drawings with a very approving expression. Powell took the opportunity to say: "This kind of equipment can be used to greatly improve forging efficiency and quality.
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A set of Gond hammers is worth a hundred excellent blacksmiths. However, this confidential equipment passed to the Gond church is very expensive. One set costs fifteen hundred gold coins."
When the figure of 1,500 was quoted, Powell lowered his voice and carefully looked at his master's face. He was always ready to add that the price was actually negotiable.
But when little Phils heard that it was worth a hundred outstanding blacksmiths, he immediately said: "I want two sets of this machine given by the gods."
Wow, Powell was immediately elated, thinking that this kind of kickback would earn him at least five hundred gold coins.
Robin and Martin were all smiles on their faces and praised Mr. Phils loudly for his sharp eyes and lofty ambitions. He could see the huge value of this high-end equipment at a glance. He was really profound in wisdom and extraordinary in courage.
At the end, Powell pointed to the end of the long table. But before he could speak, a man in black robe sitting at the corner of the table introduced himself in a mute voice, "You can only obey Ben. My name is Svechiyo.
Priest of the God of Tyranny.”
Everyone's expression changed, and it felt like Uncle Zhou's enemies were gathered in this room.