Chapter 601： Snowfall day (2/2)

There is no such thing as "banknotes" in this world. Gao Wen directly used the word "currency" and the word "skills" to create the word "capacity". Obviously, Amber understands its meaning.

Thus, after understanding the true power of the magical industry, Amber also understood why even if he mastered the weapon of the magic industry, Gao Wen still regarded Tifeng as the most powerful and terrible enemy.

She looked at Gao Wen and vaguely realized one thing.

No matter what the man who started this business wants to do business with the Emperor of Tifeng, whether he wants to take the initiative to accept Titan's cotton dumping, or to help the Tifeng people repair the railway, his only purpose is to...

They are all against the "capital ability" of the Tifeng people.

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Winter snow is flying, and the coldest season of the year has already landed on this land.

In the plain of the Holy Spirit, in an unnamed village half a day away from the white pine town, the snow has not been seen before, but this snowfall is only the beginning, and the snow that is rising is still falling.

This white godsend covers everything indiscriminately, blurring the fields and gullies, blurring the roads and wasteland, and blurring the boundaries of the heavens and the earth. The unknown villages seem to be a pile of stones in the snow, and the man-made buildings are falling snow. A little bit was wrapped in silver. On this dangerous cold day, every household closed the doors and windows and sealed every hole in the dilapidated wall to prevent the loss of valuable heat. People hid in the air-blocking room while preserving strength and heat. While looking forward to the peaceful winter, I was worried about listening to every noise from the roof.

The village in the snow is silent.

However, under the snow, in a cellar in a longhouse somewhere, a secret gathering is taking place.

Cheap and inferior candles are placed on the mottled and long table, and the swaying candlelight makes the whole scene shadow. The long table is filled with clay pots, daggers, stone tablets, etc., and some red paint is drawn on the table. The strange magical symbol and the chilling and distorted image, around the long table, more than a dozen rags and shirts are sitting in the candlelight solemnly, a dozen pairs of implied eyes watching the long table Two figures.

The two figures were quite tall, wearing gray-black dilapidated blouses, and hanging iron sacs on their necks, dressed like a corpse.

"Brothers and sisters, the days of suffering from suffering are coming..."

One of the corpses was opened, as if preaching.

"The people who suffer, accept this gift!"

Another dragged man bent down and prayed and took a pot of liquid containing some liquid from the table.

The people around the long table stood up, with some kind of expectation, with some kind of fanaticism, came to the table one by one, let the person with the clay pot and the gray blouse put the pot in the pot. Dark red liquid is applied to their foreheads.

"After this gift... can be free from the days of suffering, not waiting for death, waiting for the afterlife, the heavens on earth, just around the corner..."

"Don't leave the sufferings..."

"The heavens on earth..."

“just around the corner...”

The buzzing and praying sounds echoed in this secret cellar, and in the long house towering above the cellar, a few indifferent and vigilant eyes were clinging to the narrow slit of the window panel, staring at the wind. The world in the snow.

In the surrounding houses, in almost every room in the village, the same indifferent and vigilant eyes are placed behind each window.

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East of the Holy Spirit Plain, Sorinburg.

The snow that has been swelled is also falling in this land.

A team of knights entered the city in the afternoon. They were well-armed and well-equipped. Even the horses wore the highest quality wire locks and wore a protective neckband that would soothe the spirit and enhance endurance. They were from the widest main entrance. On horseback riding, everyone along the way, including the patrolling soldiers, chose the awe of concession after seeing the emblems of these knights.

The images of the emblems with black swords crossed are the marks of the Duke of the East, Silas Loren.

At the head of the team, the young Marquis of the whole body, Berk Loren, controls the speed of the horse, and also controls the speed of the whole team, in case the rude subordinates of these words and deeds hurt the pedestrians along the street (although On the snowy day, almost no pedestrians were seen on the street. At the same time, he raised his head and looked at the castle on the high ground not far away.

After staying safe for so long, I didn’t deal with the irritating local aristocrats all day, just watching the Cecils blow up the white sand hills a little bit (now he suspects that the Cecils might even I plan to blow the place into a white sand mine.) Berk feels that his patience and sharpness will be washed away sooner or later, but fortunately, he finally received an order to return to Sorinburg.

The young Marquis straightened his back and greeted all eyes with the most impeccable knighthood, even if there were no crowds around. He looked at the streets in the winter, thinking about what he needed to report after seeing his father and Prince Edmund.

The situation of the white sand hills must be informed at all times. The Cecil people want to build a new road. This matter must be known to the Prince, and the two territories should be reported to have subsided. In addition, there are cases where the underlying nobles do not seriously implement the "Freedom of Serf Act" and the "Land Replacement Law."