PS: I was scolded. The book had too many settings at the beginning, which was my problem. I will try my best to avoid this situation from happening.

"Dangdangdangdangdangdangdang~"

Sir Werner's guards began to beat drums and drums in the city, ignited torches, and shouted around the streets of the town, so that all the Seuss could come out.

The Lord had friends coming, and all Seuss had to take bread, milk, eggs or something, and bring two coppers with Finneys to the castle and pay the hospitality tax.

The town of Zermatt was full of chaos, and the Seus cursed the lord's greed, but there was no way, this was the lord's power.

But in addition to this bad news, there is also good news.

"The Raven Knights need a guide! Great treatment and extra rewards!"

Upon hearing this news, the Seuss were infuriated.

Wouldn't it mean that you can be qualified to leave the town and leave this cursed poor place in the future?

This opportunity was really rare. The Seus immediately took their own things and rushed towards the castle.

In the castle, Sid and others sat with Sir Werner. Although Sid emphasized that he did not need the other party to provide dinner, Sir Werner insisted and roared the bell without waiting for Sid to agree. Sid had to let him go. There were countless reasons for the lord to collect the entertainment tax, and Zermatt town had nothing to do with Sid. Sir Werner must be collected. Can Sid stop him?

"So, are you here to help me?" Sir Werner smiled all over his face, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were raised: "I'm so grateful, I'm so grateful. You must have sent Jupiter to save me."

"How much do you know about Rigi's outpost?" There were only fires and two candles in the entire hall. Such dim light made Moltke really unable to open his eyes and didn't like it. However, he knew that this was the case in the countryside. Rezlan was poor, and it was understandable that the little lords were reluctant to light candles, unlike the great nobles of the Holy Empire who were equipped with all the magic lamps.

"That's a very far place from here. If someone leads the way, you'll have to walk for a day." Lord Werner said indifferently: "They are all savages in the mountains. They will only be seen when they are grazing far away. Occasionally, eating two sheep alone is no big deal."

"Have you ever thought about solving the problem?" Old Knight Ball was a little dissatisfied with Werner's attitude. As a lord, he had the obligation to protect the safety of the lords.

"Solve the problem? How do I solve the problem? Including me, there are only 16 people (semi-professional soldiers)." Werner spread his hands: "You city masters, really don't understand the suffering of our countrymen. What should I do to deal with a tribe? At worst, a few Seuss will die. Can these orcs rush into the castle? Two days away from here is Schönbrunn Palace, and those dirty beasts dare not act rashly."

What profession is bad?

Moltke, Baldavid and others couldn't help but think of it.

All the nobles of Ryzlan are like this, right?

The Raven Knights all had an angry look on their faces.

Only Sid's attitude was different. He organized the instrument and expressed that Moltke and others were quiet. The 17-year-old beautiful boy showed a warm smile on his face and said sincerely to Sir Werner, who was in his 30s, "Mr. Jazz, it must be very hard to maintain it over the years, right?"

Sir Werner almost burst into tears on the spot. He opened his mouth and choked: "Sid... Master Sid, if the nobles of Rezlan are as smart and conscious as you, our difficulties will be in size!"

"Zermatt, how much tax can I collect in a year?" Sid asked.

"A good year can collect more than 200 gold coins. Sometimes it is difficult for a poor year to even 150." Sir Werner cried and said, "I want to raise a clerk, a tax officer, a chef, three servants, and fifteen guards. Lord Sid, I saved it and saved it. If I did it, I could barely enough for my family's expenses. You don't know how I got through these years!"

"I understand, I understand everything." Sid expressed his understanding. He was like a spiritual mentor.

After working for many years, Sid is too skilled. He is professional in this regard.

The mercenary middleman's code is one, try to serve the employer well.

The three raven knights were really mixed in their hearts as Sir Werner looked at him as he was about to think of Sid as his confidant.

Is this the middleman?

If Sid spread her arms, Sir Werner would probably cry in his arms the next second? Moltke thought with a dark head that the young knight admitted that Sid had a charm that made people unable to help but say what they were in their hearts, even if both sides were not particularly familiar with each other.

Mentor, please guide us!

Sid really wanted to be a mentor, but the harsh sound of gongs came from outside, and the Seuss came reluctantly to the castle and delivered the entertainment tax.

"We need a guide to take us to the Rigi outpost tomorrow." While Seuss and others arrived, Sid said to everyone: "Who among you can take us to the Rigi outpost as a guide? I can pay him enough."

"I! I!"

"Sir, I am most familiar with the terrain. Let me lead the way!"

"I'll do it, sir!"

The Seuss raised their hands one after another, and the scene was a little chaotic for a while. Almost every Seus was selling himself desperately, and his longing expression wanted to sell himself now.

Sid looked at it and was not very satisfied. Most of Seus are unemployed people. He doesn't want to take any burden. And how could the unemployed people keep up with their footsteps?

There are not many local mercenaries who have retired and returned to their hometowns.

Many retired mercenaries often have fierce conflicts with the lord when they return to their hometowns. Because retired mercenaries = have savings + force, the lords will try to exploit and blackmail retired mercenaries, and use various labor, military service, and various taxes to force retired mercenaries to hand over their savings, and make them keep fighting for themselves.

For this reason, it is no longer news that many retired mercenaries were forced to come out to receive the commission by the lord, or the lord was angry and killed by the retired mercenaries. After a long time, most retired mercenaries would choose to live without the sphere of influence of the Holy Empire, especially those of mercenaries from Seus.

Sid couldn't find someone who had some strength and experience.

Until a farmer, about forty, came to Sid with his son.

He has a brown hair and a little dirty face, a gray burlap cloth dress, a fur coat on the outside, and his big eyes are looking forward and eagerly at the extremely noble "Master Said".

"Mr. Knight, this is my son, Hann, who is fifteen years old. He has been grazing with me for five years and is very familiar with the surroundings. When he was thirteen, Mr. William, who was kind to me, only accepted me 8 shillings and helped him awaken his talent. Look, can he?"

"He is the original intention?"

"After Master's words, Han En is the original intention, but he doesn't have much chance to learn."

"Okay, that's him!" Sid asked Sir Werner, "What do you think? Sir, we really need a good guide."

"Then, then that's it." Sir Werner could only stammer. He was not willing to do so. Once this young boy had seen the world outside, how could he be willing to come back? How much tax will he lose?

But before his "easy" and "heart-to-heart" exchanges with Sid, coupled with the arrival of the Raven Knight, Sir Werner couldn't say a word, so he could only respond.

Sid smiled. This is his routine against the little nobles. He first showed his identity, then showed his appearance, and then empathized with the other party's difficulties.

After this combination of punches, the other party would feel embarrassed to make more requests, the art of language.

Everything was settled in a daze. According to convention, all the guests and owners of the hospitality tax were paid in three to seven, and the accommodation fees of Side and others were refunded in full.

After a dark supper, Sir Werner immediately came to ask Sid if he needed "service". If Sid needed, Sir Werner could allow women of the town to be of appropriate age, even his wife and daughter, to serve him.

Sid declined, and Sir Werner expressed his regret but respect Sid's choice.

After traveling through time for so long, Sid is no longer surprised by this situation. Someone may automatically substitute the plot of a typical playboy, young man Huahua, who was in his previous life, forcing a girl in broad daylight.

But in fact, everyone was voluntary. The entire town of Zermatt was voluntary from top to bottom, including Sir Werner himself. This is not to say that if Jazz has any quirks, they like to watch this 17-year-old beautiful boy do bad things to his wife and daughter in his castle, but Sir Werner wants to "steal" Sid's blood, and everyone in the town wants to steal Sid's blood.

The sacred blood from the first Holy Falcon Emperor Romani Falken.

For Sivesseus, whether they are born or not, as long as the family gave birth to a baby of a divine blood noble, it means that Fei Huang Pengda will escape their original fate from then on (there is still a chance to be re-identified). Even for Sir Werner, the small Iquis nobles like the lower class, as long as the descendants show signs of rebirth, he will pay more money to show himself, and he will easily be valued and become a new noble.

This is why Sid's adoptive parents firmly tell everyone that Sid is their biological child.

How did the adoptive parents’ manor come from?

That's how it comes!

But Sid did not have the habit of planting cloth in the world, and he rarely even approached women except for his elder sister.

Women in this era are not like those in their previous lives, especially those of Cyvis and Seus. The poor living conditions often have dry skin like tree bark and a turbid body odor. A mouthful of yellow teeth spewed out the smell of overnight. The cracks of the nails were covered with oil and mud. They didn't wash their clothes for a month or two, and they had lice on their bodies, and they had rich grain.

Although this is not their responsibility, Sid really doesn't even want to touch it. Besides, too much involvement does not meet Sid's bad positioning and cautious standards for himself. Hoffman's matter is still confusing, and he doesn't want to make any mistakes at this time.

Generally, only wealthy Cyvis, like Mrs. Old Ma, would take a shower regularly, brush his teeth with salt and vanilla, wash clothes frequently and use perfume, barely reaching the standard of no lice or odor on his body.

And when Irquith is above, living conditions will become much cleaner and hygienic.

Lying down in the best guest rooms in the castle at night.

Thinking of his adoptive parents, Sid recalled his time when he was a child.

Wait, mom and dad, when I complete this commission, I will return to the Principality of the Wolf.

Why did Sid come to Rezlan?

Because it allows him to make enough money here, recruit suitable personnel, and give him the opportunity to return to the Principality of the Wolf at any time. Otherwise, with his appearance, he could settle in any part of the Holy Empire and live a good life.

But it is very likely that he will not have a chance to take revenge, and there is no high-speed rail in this world.

Therefore, he did not show off his fault, and his strong sense of responsibility made him think he was obliged to investigate the truth at that time.

Why would the adoptive parents’ estate be attacked by the devil? Is it because of yourself or something else? Is this an accident or is it behind the scenes?

Let’s set a small goal first: complete the entrustment of this fat sheep, and then go to the Principality of the Evil Wolf to start the investigation. The model level should have already learned some things.

With such a small goal, Sid slowly fell asleep.

…………I am the dividing line of slowly falling into my dreams…………

Early the next morning, Sid got up. He took out the mint powder with him, brushed his teeth and washed his face, then put on his equipment and walked out of the room.

The little guide Hanen was also here. According to the guards, he arrived at the castle before dawn. His still tender face was full of excitement and curiosity about the unknown. When Sid appeared, the little guide first knelt on the ground and kowtowed hard.

"Hey!" Seeing how hard he was, Sid was really worried that he would break his forehead, so he quickly helped the guide up: "Okay, I'll ask you to take us to the Rigi outpost this time."

"No trouble, no trouble!" The little guide Han'en's dirty face was filled with excitement. He seemed to be flattered at Sid's attitude, his head was shaking and his hand was shaking: "I want to thank you only! After choosing me, my father said you are a good person."

In the eyes of the little guide, Sid is a reliable big brother.

Sid and himself had no intention of becoming the elder brother of the little guide. He expressed his closeness mainly to avoid making the little guide dissatisfied. In history, if this kind of commission is caused by trouble, the task trouble will rise by several levels.

It is also easy to deal with such a low-class guy who has no surname. He has a friendly attitude and keeps his majesty and can easily make him feel good if he keeps his distance slightly.

If it was the older Seus, please ask him to drink some wine and barbecue, and after a few glasses of wine, he said two colorful jokes. As a man, he smiled obscenely when he was half drunk and the sense of distance disappeared immediately.

He grabbed the little guide and when the Raven Knights arrived, he immediately announced his departure.

"Sir, this place is called the Anti-Wind Road! I like to grazing from here the most because there is a spring next to it to quench thirst!"
To be continued...