Proof of the Sun King

Old World, Empire, Prince Rick, an ordinary village in the west of Rick. Crazy Sand Literature Network

The winter season in January is still full of ice. Villagers hid in warm rooms during this season, enjoying the fire and the aftertaste of the Winter Veil Festival. Every household closed their doors tightly, and travelers could only see the rising sky. cooking smoke.

Ruikeling is wealthy, and even in winter, there are many militia teams that spontaneously organize patrols in the village.

Rickland and Ivyland are the most prosperous provinces in the empire. The number of homesteaders is the largest here. The farmers only need to pay taxes to the emperor or the elector. The local lords can only collect trade taxes and poll taxes. The homesteaders Cultivate your own land, then sell your produce at the village market or town fair to make a profit and accumulate wealth.

But because of this, the peasants will not be protected by the armies of the nobles. This is not like Brittany. Whenever the serfs are threatened, as long as they ask the knights for help, the knights will usually be dispatched unless there are special circumstances. The rules have not changed much for thousands of years.

The empire is different, especially in the wealthy Rickland, the nobles pay less attention to the life and death of the peasant farmers, and some nobles even hope that the peasant farmers are dead, so that they can invade the land of the peasant farmers.

In this case, the yeoman farmers must either arm themselves to protect themselves, or... hire an army to protect themselves.

In the blizzard, a witcher on a skinny horse approached.

There was an unnatural paleness on his face, and he carried two swords on his back, a two-handed steel sword, a thin silver sword, and a short-handed gun hanging around his waist. He was wearing a brown scaly armor. Wear a top hat.

The witcher was obviously heavy, at least his skinny horse was a little unsteady. In the snowstorm, the witcher rode his skinny horse and came to this ordinary village.

He looked a little anxious. After arriving at the gate of the village, the witcher immediately dismounted from his horse, splashing snow on the ground.

"It's the witcher!"

"Here comes the witcher."

"Perhaps that work can be left to him."

The villagers whispered about the arrival of a witcher.

Compared with Britannia, the Empire is more familiar with witchers. While the villagers hate the witchers who often abuse their power and look for traces of degeneration and corruption, they also hope that the witchers can help them solve various problems and hidden worries. This makes the villagers' sense of the witcher very complicated, they will give a good face when they need them, and want them to get out when they don't need them.

The witcher has traveled abroad for many years, and he has never been less scorned and discriminated against. This is already a commonplace for him. He didn't think about it, just walked quickly towards the sign in the village.

There are several notices on the signboard, which are that someone in the town is buying piglets.

Kaiser Karl-Franz is recruiting a transport team.

Hemgat urgently needs a batch of ditch cleaners at a favorable price.

The witcher watched anxiously for a while, and finally saw a bounty below.

"There are traces of beastmen 15 kilometers away from the Rickward Forest. It is very likely that a beastman tribe is active. The village needs manpower to investigate the activities of the beastman tribe. For the first level, the bounty will be an additional thirty gold marks."

"Bounty, fifteen gold marks."

The witcher let out a sigh of relief as he tore down the notice as many villagers watched.

He found the village chief. The village chief was a middle-aged man with gray hair. He was standing at the door of the largest house in the village. He was wearing thick woolen clothes and a soft hat with many cloth strips hanging down.

"Is this notice posted by you?" The witcher came to the village chief and handed over the notice offering a reward.

"That's right, this was announced by the village, what do you want to do?" The village chief shrugged, his attitude towards the witcher was not very good, but he just managed to maintain a state of communication: "If you want to do it, I can send someone to you. Point out the direction, and if you don't do it, please post the notice back on the bulletin board."

"I'll do it." The witcher said quickly, "Since I took the notice, I'm going to take this commission."

"But you still want to bargain?" The village chief shook his head: "Everyone says that witchers are greedy, and they are devils who eat people and don't spit out bones. Come on, devil. What conditions do you want to discuss?"

"Fifteen gold marks is too little. Normally, this kind of task requires at least twenty gold marks." The scar on the witcher's face looked very fierce, but his tone was relatively small. He tried to bargain with the village chief. .

"That's the previous price, and it's the same price now." The village chief's face was relatively dull, and he said to the witcher: "Fifteen gold marks, a lot, enough for you to spend three months."

"Can I have more?" The witcher tried to bargain: "In winter, weapons become cold and muskets are not easy to use. I need to take a lot of risks when entering the forest. This is also for the safety of the village. I need more Some money to be well prepared, to maintain the equipment.”

The village chief looked at the witcher, he first set his eyes on the witcher, then looked at his equipment and the scar on it, and then nodded: "Well, considering that you have to risk your life, too. Dangerously enter the forest to deal with the Beastmen, the village can give you three more gold marks, but you must move before tomorrow falls."

"Deal...and more." The witcher nodded in agreement, he seemed to be hesitating.

"What else?" The village chief had already turned around, so he had to turn back again: "What else do you want?"

"I haven't eaten since noon yesterday..." The witcher was a little embarrassed, he was very hungry, the money had been spent, and there were only a few pieces of brown bread left, he wondered if he could take credit first.

"What's your name?" the village chief suddenly asked.

"My name is Abel, and I am from Helmgart," said the witcher.

"Mr. Abel... How can you complete the task if you don't have enough food? In this way, I will ask the hotel in the village to get you something to eat first, and the fee will be deducted from your commission."

"Okay!" Abel was very grateful to the village chief for his understanding, he nodded gratefully: "Thank you very much."

"No need to thank me, just don't arrest me as a heretic and a chaotic believer." The village chief turned around again, wanting to go back to the house.

At this time, there was a dense sound of horse hooves coming from the door of the village, and the village chief had to turn back again, he felt a little dizzy.

The experienced witcher Abel immediately realized that a great noble must have appeared.

At the entrance of the village, a group of noble knights riding high-headed horses are entering the village. The leading nobles are riding a pure-blooded elf war horse, wearing silk dresses and white fox fur coats of the Brittanian nobles, and holding a thunderbolt. A moving warhammer, the Knight of the Holy Grail badge hangs in front.

Next to him are two richly decorated Rickguard knights in full silver plate armor.

Iron cross, skull, and laurel wreath, these three motifs constitute the badge of the Order of Knights enough to allow guards anywhere in the empire to release immediately.

Sure enough, the village chief, who was ignoring just now, immediately changed his face. His mouth was wide, and his face was full of adoration and admiration. He trotted all the way with a wooden cane, and knelt in the snow. : "Very, very, very welcome! The emperor's guards! Welcome to the Village of Bad Smiles."

"Hello, village chief, we have been ordered by the emperor to **** the distinguished guests to Hemgat. Today, we will stay here and clean up your two best houses." A Rikwei said arrogantly. From his arms, he took out two golden marks with Karl Franz's portrait, and threw them directly in front of the village chief, motioning for the village chief to get up: "Hurry up."

"Yes!" The village chief answered in a loud voice, he took the gold coins with excitement and unstoppable excitement, ran all the way through the snow, and shouted hoarsely: "Rickwei is here! Rui is here! Kewei has come to our Smile Village with the emperor's mission!"

"Wow~" The whole small village was just like Midsummer Festival. All the villagers came out of their nests. More than 300 villagers rushed to watch the two Rick Guards. They cheered and said hello around a group of people. Many villagers even Kneeling down and also trying to offer some fine handicrafts.

The two Rickguards just smiled and waved hello. They conveyed the emperor's will, condolences to the villagers' production, and at the same time asked the villagers and nobles if there was any arbitrary tax collection.

Rickguard's status in the empire is similar to that of the Holy Grail Knights. They are not only one of the core forces of the empire, but also have the power to monitor all places and send messages directly to the emperor's ears. Since their establishment, they have followed the emperor and evil. The endless fighting earned them the respect and wear of the commoners.

"At least on the surface, the people here are doing pretty well." The Rickguard said to Ryan, who was walking beside him.

After the Winter Veil Festival, Ryan, who was 31 years old, became more and more calm after his marriage. He was a little less impulsive and sharp as a young man, and more of a sense of precipitation that really belonged to the great nobles.

"I'm surprised that you actually give money to the villagers." Ryan curled the corners of his mouth when he heard the words: "When I was in Nord, it was their luck that the knights of the kingdom could live in farmers' houses."

"The savior Ludwig taught us that everyone is entitled to get paid for their labor, at least in Rickland and Ivyland in the southern part of the empire." Rickguard who spoke was actually a recruit, he Rudolf Lichtenstein, the eldest son of the Duke of Lichtenstein, was sent to serve in the Rick Guard.

"Yes, or rather, only in the south of the empire," said another Rickguard. "Actually, there's still a popular saying in the north of the empire 'Where you come from, you get used to being someone', if If you are born a peasant, you will be a peasant all your life, and if you are born a noble, you will be a noble all your life.”

This Rickguard recruit was called Wagner-Schmidt. These two recruits were sent by Emperor Karl to **** Ryan until Helmgart reached the border of the Axe Pass. Although they were two knight recruits, Rudolph brought ten One knight squire, Wagner also brought five knight squires, plus the servants from Suria, Veronica, Teresa and Suria, it can be described as a large group of cavalry. .

"I always thought that only Brittany could distinguish between serfs and knights so strictly." Teresa was riding on a half-blooded elf warhorse, and the glamorous sorceress asked curiously.

"The situation is different in different places, Ms. Trovik." Rudolph was not so much in the face of Teresa, the direct descendant of the duke's family: "Many nobles don't like this rule, because it hinders them They are always obstructing and secretly obstructing, and always resisting the teachings of His Majesty Ludwig, but we must thank the savior, without him, you would not be able to walk the streets so openly."

The imperial nobles still have prejudice against wizards, and the nobles need the power of wizards and fear the power of wizards. Neither Teresa nor Veronica are wizards certified by the Imperial Academy of Wizards.

So why are wizards eager to become the chief wizard of the royal family, because it is a symbol of status and share, it represents the trust of the emperor, and it can also gain the respect that wizards desire.

The graceful Surya spoke, and the countess burst into a moving smile: "He is a great emperor. Without him, the old world would have been destroyed by the invasion of chaos."

"I'm glad we have reached an agreement, Madam Suria." Rudolph smiled understandingly, and out of the corner of his eyes he noticed Abel the witcher standing in front of the village house: "My God, the minions of Chaos have already Has it spread here? I actually saw a witcher!"

"Oh! It's Abel! Long time no see!" Ryan's eyes were sharpest, and when he saw the shadow of the witcher, he smiled, and the count rolled over to Abel's front and patted Abel on the shoulder: "Mr. Abel, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Your Excellency, it's a pleasure to meet you." The witcher greeted him as a bachelor. He squeezed a polite smile and shook hands with Ryan.

"What are the witchers doing in this village?" Ricky Rudolph said loudly. "Did you discover a heresy, or did you accept a commission?"

"I accepted the entrustment." Abel knew that the other party was noble, and he was not the kind of demon hunter governed by the church. The Archbishop of the Justice Church, Vikma, was in charge of many demon hunters, and these demon hunters had the right to Supervises the imperial nobles, but Abel does not. He joins a loose guild of the Demon Hunters Guild.

"Very well, have a nice quest." Wagner didn't want to talk to the witcher.

Nobles don't like witchers either.

"What commission?" Ryan became interested instead.

"About..." Abel was about to say about the commission, but Ryan noticed the paleness of his face and the sound of his stomach growling~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This legendary powerhouse is obviously still hungry Stomach, it seems that his son is really not having a good time, Ryan said with a smile: "This is not a place to chat, let's talk about it under a warm fire and delicious food!"

"I agree!" Rudolph raised his hand, and the Rickguard recruit shouted, "Come on, let's go to the hotel and see what's there to eat!"

Twenty minutes later, at the Butterbeer Hotel in Bad Smile Village, next to the warm fire, five people, Ryan, Suria, Rudolf, Abel and Wagner, were sitting on the humble table and chairs. The witcher can compare, Ryan took out a dozen silver coins and let the innkeeper make a table of good dishes, fragrant soup, a basket of barley bread, delicious stew and refreshing butter beer.

"So...in the Rickward Forest 15 kilometers away, traces of Beastman tribe activities were found." Ryan touched his chin, and he asked Abel, "You took the villager's request. Going to investigate the Beastmen tribe? But you're only one person, it's a dangerous mission, what about your companion? The one named Sule?"

"Sule has returned to the Taal Horn Fortress for the winter... The fortress is located in a hidden corner of the Grey Mountains on the edge of Helmgart." Abel added: "The repair and maintenance of my equipment has already spent my savings. It has to be clean, so just after Winter Veil, I will come out to find a commission, or I will starve to death."

"Is it the Beastmen tribe?" Ryan thought for a while, and then he said, "Since we are here, let's do Karl Franz and his Rick a favor!"

"Abel, this matter is left to you. You go into the depths of the forest to investigate the beastman tribe, and then find a way to lead them out."

"This time, let's wipe out these disgusting chaotic messes!"