If there is any place in Tanzanian town where Gawain can not be so disappointed and can experience a little bit of the exotic style that combines classical and elegant beauty, then it is only the wealthy people located in the middle and north of the town. Area - a few roads and a wall separate this place from the slums outside. All respectable and decent people live in this relatively clean and tidy place.
There are beautiful two-story buildings here, each built with light gray stone and cedar wood. Dried fish and cured meats are dried on the balcony extending from the second floor of the building. A symbol of wealthy people.
Although Tanzania is generally just a town, far from the size of a city, people living in wealthy areas will call themselves glorious and proud citizens.
They are all big shots who are free, can afford to pay various taxes, and have decent jobs in the towns - that is, farmers and mine foremen.
Today, these respectable and respectable people are standing on their balconies where they dry fish and cured meat as usual, discussing recent events with their neighbors - everything that is slightly interesting. It's worth talking about, and the most worth talking about recently is undoubtedly the big event that happened in Cecil's territory.
Tanzan Town and its surrounding areas are the fiefdom of Viscount Andrew, and Cecil Territory and Viscount Andrew’s Territory are neighbors. Although there are large desolate areas between the prosperous areas of the two territories, in the end There are still official channels, so even in this era of poor information exchange, what happened in Cecil Territory spread throughout Tanzania Town early.
First, a group of people like refugees fled to this place under the leadership of a knight and a dozen soldiers. Then word spread that the Cecil Territory was attacked by a large number of monsters and elemental tides. News that completely overwhelms and destroys.
This sensational bad news is just like the stories made up by those bards. The citizens who have lived in the peaceful era for many years did not believe this thing existed at first. However, the refugees and the embarrassed people The unbearable soldiers actually entered the town. Immediately afterwards, Viscount Andrew issued an order, which not only implemented a stricter curfew system, but also increased the number of patrols in the surrounding areas of the town. As a result, the absurd horror story became facts.
Citizens elevated the bad news that happened in Cecil Land from a topic of conversation after dinner to... a topic of serious discussion.
At first, they only chatted occasionally when they met in the tavern. Now, they all need to stand on the balcony to talk seriously about this matter with dried fish and cured meat as the background.
While these decent people were talking about how the declining Cecil family was finally done with it this time, the head of the Cecil family had already passed through the rich area and the church area and entered In the castle of Viscount Andrew.
No matter how difficult the lives of the poor in Tanzania Town are, Viscount Andrew’s home is magnificent. In fact, due to the wealth of the territory itself,The concubine's family is very good at amassing money, and the castle built by this viscount is far more beautiful than the small dilapidated fortress where Rebecca grew up.
After notifying the visitor's identity to the castle, Viscount Andrew's butler invited Gawain and others into the castle. They were taken to the spacious and bright living room and sat on a mahogany table. Behind the long table, they were waiting to be received by the viscount.
Sitting in the large and comfortable velvet chair, looking at the exquisite tea sets made of silver in front of him, Gawain could not help but think of the naked and haggard poor people outside, as well as those who looked like A shack-like house. He had to admit that he felt a little... disillusioned with this fantasy world of swords and sorcery.
"Sir Ancestor," Rebecca, who was sitting next to Gawain, quietly poked her ancestor's elbow, "How will we introduce you later?"
" Just say it as we just discussed," Gawain said calmly, "We can keep a high profile here."
"Ancestor," Hetty also spoke, facing each other at the same time. Amber pursed her lips, "Do you really think...she is suitable to appear here?"
Amber was sitting opposite Gawain, and the half-elf lady was carefully studying the silver in front of her. When it comes to quality tea sets, her main method of studying is to pour out the tea, and then stuff the cup into her arms - while Gawain raised his head, she stuffed another spoon into it.
Gawain glared at the opposite person: "Amber!"
"Wow!" Miss Thief exclaimed slightly exaggeratedly, and then took out the things in her arms and put them away. On the table, there were two teacups, three spoons, a silver plate, a pocket watch, a pair of nuts, two wine glasses, and the monocle that the butler just hung on his chest.
Gawain: "?!"
Holy shit, Miss Doraemon, how the hell did you do that? !
At this moment, Gawain couldn’t help but touch the Pioneer Sword beside him, and sincerely thanked the Thief for not stealing when he was digging the grave...
" She is an important witness to my resurrection," Gawain tried to hold back the twitching on his face and said seriously, "And don't you think it would be easier to do bad things if you put this guy in a place where we can't keep an eye on him?" /p>
Hetty immediately nodded with deep understanding.
At this moment, Viscount Andrew finally walked into the living room.
The oak door was pushed open by the attendant, and a thin and tall man walked into the room. He was wearing a close-fitting black long-sleeved dress, and his short dark brown hair stuck to his scalp after applying balm. His mustache extends to both sides under his nose, and his face is pale with a hint of abnormal redness - this kind of sickly face is actually very common among nobles, especially those who are not very magical or Nobles with talents in martial arts.
In order to experience supernatural powers beyond their own talents and have more indulgent pleasures, they will overdose on expensive potions to "strengthen their perception", andThe side effects of this potion will be reflected in the complexion.
They are even proud of it and regard paleness as one of the signs of nobility.
At this point, the descendants of Cecil who still follow the ancestral precepts to hone their skills honestly and rely on their own efforts to practice martial arts (or magic) have become an alternative in the aristocratic circle. But there's nothing that can be done about it. After all, the Cecil family has declined. Not to mention the often priceless potions. Rebecca doesn't even have the money to repair the holes in the family castle - of course, she doesn't need it now. Patch that hole.
"Ah, beautiful Lady Hetty, and the equally beautiful Miss Rebecca, I'm really sorry for being late," Viscount Andrew said loudly as soon as he entered the room. He spoke in a cadence, with a sincere apology on his face, "But I am really too busy. The bad news that happened in Cecil Territory has spread throughout my territory, and the people are panicking. I have to spend most of my time every day. When arranging territorial defense and listening to patrol reports."
Gawain suddenly got goosebumps and whispered: "Do you have to use this kind of aria to talk to nobles these days?"
p>Rebecca lowered her voice: "My ancestors, weren't you a noble back then?"
"Back then, we usually got into the tavern and drank high alcohol while exchanging commercial blows, and then we Let’s talk about it by the way.”
“…The customs are indeed different now than they were back then. Of course, Viscount Andrew’s way of speaking is indeed…a bit more special than others.”
"We understand that you should really get busy now." Hetty saw that Rebecca, who was Cecil's legitimate heir, was busy chatting with her ancestors at this time, and she didn't realize that she should stand up and respond, and she was suddenly embarrassed. And he glared at the latter with an indomitable look, and then stood up, "But I still want to remind you that you should call Rebecca Viscount, not Miss - she inherited the family title as early as last year. In such an occasion, you should call her Viscount Rebecca or Viscount Cecil."
The rules for nobles in this world when addressing titles in general situations are not that strict. It can be named or given a surname.
Rebecca was glared at by Hetty, and then she stood up belatedly and bowed to Viscount Andrew as a nobleman of the same level should do when meeting him. For the time being, her actions were considered standard: " Viscount Andrew, thank you very much for your hospitality.”
“That’s right, Viscount Cecil,” Andrew was reminded by Hetty, and then he recalled that this lady was in the aristocratic circle. reputation, so he restrained himself a little, and when calling Rebecca, he specifically chose to use his surname instead of his first name before the title - this is a relatively serious way of addressing him, "I am very concerned about what happened in Cecil Territory. I'm deeply sorry, it was a disaster, but I'm glad that you are safe and it seems that the legacy of the Cecil family will not be cut off."
What followed was an almost useless politeness. wishWhen giving congratulations, one party expresses their concern strictly according to the rules, while the other party has to try hard to show his gratitude and touch after receiving the warmth. Obviously, Miss Rebecca, who seems to have been caught in the door, is not very good at this. So she brought the topic back to the right track very bluntly: "Before the castle fell, Knight Philip led a team to cover the civilians' breakout. They should have withdrawn here. According to the laws established by the founder of the country, they are now They should be accepting your protection. I wonder how they are doing?"
"Of course, the laws enacted by the late monarch are sacred. Although my territory is small, it is more than enough to help my neighbors in distress. ," Andrew nodded, "The brave knight was covered in wounds and has not yet recovered. I arranged for him to rest in the church of the Holy Light Church - where the best treatment can be provided to him. I have placed all the soldiers and poor civilians in Dongcheng District and Nancheng District. Until now, no one has died of cold or starvation.”
No one from the Cecil Territory who fled here has died of cold. Starving to death is already a sign of caring. Of course, it makes sense for Viscount Andrew to be willing to take in those refugees - after all, every Cecil citizen he takes in will be converted into a debt and placed on Rebecca. If Rebecca wants to revive the family, she must press A "remuneration" was paid to Viscount Andrew on the head.
Just as "a noble should help a neighbor in distress according to his ability, and a noble should shelter and protect the subjects of a neighboring noble in distress" is written into Anzu's law, "the recipient should pay the necessary reward to the helper." "It is also clearly written in the code, and Gawain knows this very well.
After all, these two laws were agreed upon by Gawain Cecil and Charles I...
As a noble, Rebecca is not mature enough. , but she still understood this rule. After hearing Viscount Andrew's words, her face couldn't help but look a little ugly, because she doubted her ability to pay off this sudden debt.
She couldn't help but glance at Gawain, and some bold and unbeatable ideas came to her mind.
My ancestor... must be wearing antiques... Why don't you persuade him to sell those clothes?