Chapter 739 Butterfly wings fluttering in Bonie City

Burnie City is the capital of the Kavhoka Great Plains. Since hundreds of years ago, this land of rich water and grass has become a famous grain-producing area in the mainland. It has been a very important strategic location during the past several black disasters.

area.

Even when the Bone-gnawing King ravaged the continent a hundred years ago, the ravaged and miserable Kafhokar was among the first to be recovered.

Even the Bone-gnawing King, who used plague barrels to clear the way, did not destroy this place wantonly, because Lord Philip knew very well that after the age of the gnolls came, he would still need this place to provide food for his empire.

Now, Kavhoka has been occupied by Nordtov for almost half a year. This area is still fulfilling its past responsibilities, especially after a group of new lords were dispatched. The ecology of this grain-producing area is not only

It was not destroyed, but operated more efficiently under the "New Dynasty and Elegant Government" of the new lords.

Of course, this does not mean that those Yankee lords are very kind. After all, the rebellion in the Kafhoka area has not stopped since they occupied it, but this is not a bad thing for the lords. Where there is a rebellion, it means that that place is a threat to the people.

If the wolf girl is not loyal, she will send the brave Winter Wolf Legion to send all the rebels there to heaven.

Then, new fertile land will be incorporated into the lord's large estate, and then distributed to his loyal servants.

In this way, the Yankee aristocrats and manor owners can encroach on Cavhoka and establish a relatively stable ruling system. As for how the landless farmers who were driven out of their land due to "rebellion" will survive

In this difficult winter, that is obviously not something that gentlemen need to consider.

You see, there is always a strong demand for young men and women's servants in the market in Burnie City, isn't it?

If you don't have land, can't you still sell yourself and become a serf in the master's manor? So how could a kind-hearted master allow his slaves to starve or freeze to death?

Maybe you will be assigned back to the small house you built with your own hands, return to your hometown with another identity, and then live a life of "no worries about food and clothing" and be "supported". You only need to work to get food, and you don't have to worry anymore.

A happy day that comes unexpectedly.

What a beautiful thing this is!

As for those stubborn and stupid people who are unwilling to sign the contract of sale, the gentlemen are kind-hearted and don't want to see people freezing to death and starving to death in front of their own homes. Where are the slave traders? Take these guys away quickly!

Isn't Transia going to war and needing people?

Just give it away at the price of one and a half, and you can also gain the favor of the Governor of Portlandia and the Archon. It is simply killing two birds with one stone.

There is no danger of rebellion in Kavhoka. The gentlemen have eliminated the stubborn guys to prevent them from teaching their honest serfs. Transia has received fresh cannon fodder. The Kingdom of Nordtov has made efforts to fight against the black disaster and dealt with it.

People can also get a very expensive commission.

You see, everyone is happy with it.

In short, after completing such a set of procedures, the situation in the newly occupied area has stabilized strangely since winter entered, and the grain business in Bonie City is on the right track after two or three months of depression.

Especially after the talented and intelligent Wolf Lady signed a food security agreement with the Transians, even the old grain that could not be sold after being delayed found a perfect market.

Moreover, Transia's almost endless demand for various commodities has also stimulated the handicrafts and nascent industries in and around Burnie City, allowing some businessmen to take advantage of the limelight in recent months and get rich overnight.

Chance.

Even now, when the Black Disaster is in full swing, and when the last of the three snowfalls this year falls on this plain, Bonie City is still as warm as spring, and the cold weather cannot suppress the burning hearts of the merchants.

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They were shopping in the market, running around the manors, and searching in the fields.

At this time, just sending a carload of things to Transia can make a carload of profit. No ambitious businessman will allow himself to be idle in this winter of wealth, and this kind of enthusiasm from the bottom of his heart also makes the entire

The city of Burnie seemed to be "alive". It started to be noisy in the early morning and would not become quiet until midnight.

"Why are you still looking at the scenery outside the window? You've been looking at it for three days, aren't you tired of it?"

On the fourth floor of a rental street-facing residence on the outskirts of Bonie City's largest grain trading market, a slightly frail lady's voice sounded in the room, with a hint of scolding and dissatisfaction.

she says:

"Have you finished your homework yesterday? Bring it to me to check."

"It's on the table. You can see for yourself."

The girl who was lying by the window looking at the lively trading market outside said without looking back. It seemed that to her, those complex, mysterious and wonderful psychic knowledge were nothing compared to the boats she was watching here.

The goods are sent out along the pier along the river.

Those ships were moving very quickly.

They must rush to deliver these goods along the Cadman River to the Undermar Hills before the river freezes again, and then spend the next ice flood period in the commercial town called "Strandstorm", maybe they can still find time

Let's go play in the casino in Booty Bay.

The girl lying by the window is not just watching the fun.

It can be seen from the girl's sparkling intelligent eyes that she is judging some of the current situation in Burnie City by observing these commercial activities.

Her appearance is somewhat different from that of mainlanders.

Especially the skin color. The healthy wheat-colored skin is a bit darker than the white Zealanders and Nords, and even darker than the yellow skin of the ancient Calum country, but to be honest, it is not.

Ugly, this girl is not very old, but her figure has become very exaggerated.

Her beauty is not the squeamishness of a lady, but more akin to the healthy beauty of years of exercise. An inappropriate description. This girl is like a vigorous female warrior, full of youthful vitality.

She was wearing a very ordinary maid's outfit, but there was a strange decoration on her bunted hair. The shape of that thing really didn't look like the style of the Old World.

Behind her in the somewhat old but very clean living room, the fireplace was burning, bringing heat and making the room very warm, while a man wearing an astrologer's coat and a witch's hat was dressed like a "charlatan"

The tall woman coughed as she sat on the sofa and picked up the girl's homework.

After casually flipping through it, I confirmed the progress and stopped looking at the details.

She seemed to be running out of energy, and she coughed a few times, which meant some kind of order. The girl at the window curled her lips and turned back to the kitchen to get busy. A few minutes later, a piece of hot tea with apple slices was delivered to her temporary

Master and mentor at hand.

"What a demeanor you have"

The woman with a sick face but whose age could not be clearly seen sighed, and like magic, a small medicine bottle popped out of her fingertips. She dropped a few drops of strangely colored medicine into the black tea, then drank it in one gulp.

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This is hot tea!

It tasted absolutely hot to the mouth, but this unhealthy woman didn't care at all.

She leaned on the sofa and waited for the potion to take effect, then closed her eyes and sighed:

"There is probably no servant on this continent who would treat his master as rudely as you do. The disguise we chose is really bad. Forget it, you can pretend to be someone else during the rest of your journey to Nordtov.

My apprentice.

Remember to wear a mask and long clothes, your complexion is a bit eye-catching, and you are not willing to obey the illusion potion."

"Hey, Lina, it's not that I don't want to take your potion, it's just that your potion is of no use to me at all. We have tried it before, right?"

The girl put her hands on her hips and said very dissatisfied:

"Kulkan's divine power is still protecting me, making it difficult for these mortal things to change my true form. It's not my fault! It was obviously you who patted your chest and said you could handle everything after I rescued you.

As a result, he is the most powerful psychic master in the Old Continent, but he can't even cover up the fluctuations in his divine power?"

"What? What did you say? I didn't seem to hear clearly just now. What is it?"

The woman leaning on the sofa exclaimed in a careless manner:

"You are really young. As expected, as long as you live long, you can see all kinds of crazy things!"

There was actually a young chosen one who said to me, "It's just divine power", so in your eyes, do the psionic masters in our old continent all monsters? Do you think that if you just find a psionic master on the road, you can even have the power of a god?

Can they be dealt with easily?

We are talking about gods, my dear Chuchut.

Although I still don’t quite understand what level of existence the god you served before is, I can tell from just the little divine power he has left in you that he is no more powerful than the several gods in the old continent.

Weak.

You really will give me problems.

Alas, if you are really that eager to solve this problem, then I suggest you go to Transia and find Mrs. Tracey, the Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture Clan.

The Scarlet Witch, who had been dead for more than a hundred years and then suddenly 'resurrected', was the vampire with the best knowledge of divine power on this continent. She definitely had a way.

Provided you pay the starting price.”

"snort."

After being ridiculed by Lina for a while, the girl stopped talking.

The atmosphere between the two became dull. After a while, the girl named "Chuchute" couldn't help but say:

"Are you sure this can work? Is there really a power that can help me in that country called Callum? I mean, in addition to asking for help from terrible vampires, is there really anyone in the world who can help me and what I am doing?

A kingdom of suffering?”

"I'll tell you when we set off."

Lina closed her eyes and rested her mind, feeling that the medicine was getting stronger. She felt a little drowsy, and then rubbed her pale forehead and said:

"Either go south to the Origin, or go east to the Ancient Kingdom of Callum. These are the only two places in the Old Continent that can help you and me at the same time.

I gave you the choice because you decided to go east, but to this day you are unwilling to tell me the reason why you don’t want to go to the closer place of origin. You seem to have a strong opinion against the Songhai people."
To be continued...