Fairy’s Box

Glamorgan - Provisional Governor's House (Earl's House).

The afternoon sun shines in through the arched floor-to-ceiling windows, bringing a bright and warm atmosphere, brightening the room full of refreshing colors. A girl in a short silk skirt sits on a classical-style desk, leaning on the high-back seat in a standard posture, holding a thick stack of ledgers in her slender palm, and holding a quill in the other Drawings are drawn on the ledger.

With the ticking of the second hand, she put down the quill, and her aqua green eyes stared at the entire deficit ledger, from soft to irritable, and then shrank quickly.

"Money, money, money! No money!"

Charlene flew the ledger in a frenzy, her short hair frying as quickly as it was electrified, and her body jumped up from the high-back chair, screaming like a cat with its tail stepped on.

"Deficits throughout..."

The green-haired girl swayed in place for a while, her hands slumped on the table, her eyes became empty and gloomy, and she said to herself mechanically:

"It will go bankrupt sooner or later... In the future, Yale and I may fall into a miserable situation of borrowing money to live on, and a stingy person like my brother will definitely not help me... It's just me and him... squeezed into a room less than ten square feet. Living on black bread in the hut... the child who is waiting to be fed... the hostile landlord... the husband who goes out to hide the debt... the miserable me who had to force a smile to receive the creditor!"

Just as Xia Lin's brain was in a desolate place, her green eyes were filled with sparkling tears, and she was moved by her unremitting efforts for the future, when the sound of a violent axle turning sounded in the corridor outside the door.

"The most respected hostess!" Sebastian's signature aristocratic accent penetrated the wall and rushed in with a dining car, with a thick package placed next to his head.

"What's the matter?" She quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked at the door with a taut face.

"The master asked someone to send a package back, and I sent it to you as soon as I received it." The stone animal head said flatteringly.

"Is it."

Charlene quickly flashed to the dining car, picked up the package in her hands, and opened it on the spot, her pretty face suddenly collapsed, and it turned out to be another stack of thick ledgers.

"Charlene! Charlene!"

But before she could take a closer look, Nicole screamed and jumped in from the floor-to-ceiling window, holding the contract she just signed, and screamed happily:

"We finally signed two newcomers today, both are simple and obedient local young people!"

"Really? That's great!" She raised her ears alertly, took the contract quickly, flipped to the name of the last sign, and sighed with relief:

"It's a good start and things are bound to get better in the future."

"Yeah, it's rare to be the first batch of people to respond to the conscription. We must treat it well." Nicole actively gave her advice and said carefully with her index finger raised:

"I suggest sending piles of gifts to condolence to their families."

"It makes sense."

Charlene nodded in conviction, pondered for a moment, and suddenly a flash of light flashed: "Let's not only give gifts, but also give gifts in a big way! Let the neighbors who live near them know about this and envy their good luck!"

"Oh!" Nicole blinked thoughtfully, then touched her pointed chin and muttered, "Although I agree with your idea, how big is it?"

Born in a family of knights, she understands this set of green-haired girls with their heads held high, and summed up succinctly:

"Band, flowers, medals!"

The clever Nicole knew everything, her eyes turned into crescent crescents with laughter, she clapped her hands abruptly, and exclaimed excitedly, "Add a big white horse with red flowers! Let them ride home!"

"As expected of Sister Nicole, she is really cunning."

"Where is it, Charlene, you are more cunning."

It is rare to meet a bad friend who has the same mind. The two women couldn't help but compliment each other. After touting each other for a while, Sebastian couldn't help but leave first, and Nicole remembered the serious business. exclaimed:

"Flowers are easy to find. You have them all over your yard, but what about bands and medals?"

"The band is very simple. Look for mercenaries. Don't look at these people playing with swords and swords all day long, but in order to cope with various tasks, they actually know a lot."

The more cunning Charlene certainly had a way, and immediately showed the other party a clear path.

"What about the medal?" Nicole asked again.

"Well……"

The green-haired girl thought for a while, turned around and walked behind the desk, took out two evil spirit gold coins from an iron box, sprayed blue light from her fingertips, punched a hole in the upper position of the gold coins, and handed them to her:

"Use your palm to erase the pattern on it, engrave a line of text, and find two ribbons to wear."

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Nicole took the two gold coins, ran to the floor-to-ceiling window and jumped, her figure immediately flashed into the distance.

"By the way, the ledger!"

It was only at this moment that Charlene remembered the account book that Yalei had brought to her. She immediately returned to the high-backed chair behind the desk, spread the account book flat on the table, and read it carefully.

...

"Charlene! Charlene!"

Bruno's voice came from far and near. He galloped along the corridor, trotted directly to the office that originally belonged to Yale, and then gently knocked on the door:

"There are many large ships from the port. They claim to be from Gaul, and they are businessmen who came to invest in the mining industry. All of them belong to the Shixin Group."

He finished speaking in a breath of excitement, but the door remained silent, as if he was isolated in another lost world.

what happened?

The silver-haired boy frowned. He clearly felt that Charlene was staying inside intact. With such a close distance, even an ordinary person should be able to hear his own words.

"Charlene? Are you inside right? I'm coming in!"

Bruno pushed the door open, and a gloomy low pressure suddenly rushed towards his face, pushing him back several steps, quickly protecting his right arm in front of him, and said in shock:

"What a great resentment!"

"..."

A heavy low air pressure surrounded her body, her hands were wrapped around her knees, and Charlene, who was curled up in the corner, raised her head, glanced at him silently, and buried her face in her knees again.

"Charlene! Are you all right?"

He hurried to the front of the green-haired girl, grabbed her arms and shook it twice.

"..."

Charlene leaned against the wall like a spoiled rag doll, her eyes were empty, her face was dull, her head was slanted on her shoulders, and she murmured as if she had exhausted the last trace of anger:

"4.2 billion..."

"4.2 billion?" Bruno asked eagerly, puzzled.

"What 4.2 billion?"

Two lines of clear tears flowed from the eyes of the green-haired girl, she couldn't help covering her face with her hands, and choked and replied:

"4.2 billion debts..."

...

Yes, after completing the achievement of circumnavigating the country, Yale owed a total of 4.2 billion foreign debts, which was the private debt of the entire Glamorgan, not including the Celtic war bonds.

All in all, the black-haired knight raised a total of 28.3 billion sol under the debt of the black-haired knight at almost no cost, of which 4.2 billion was his private debt and the rest was the public debt of the Celtic region.

Whether it is Celtic or Yale himself, they are now heavily in debt. Once the battle against the Highland Kingdom fails, Celtic will be fine. He is going to carry the blame to death anyway.

However, this series of actions of the black-haired knight also showed everyone his firm will to fight against the Highland Kingdom, which forced the emperor and generals to support a batch of weapons and equipment - everyone has gone bankrupt, are you embarrassed to be iron roosters again? .

If he didn't show this will and determination, Yale would hang himself in front of their house, and he probably wouldn't be able to get a Thor. Don't think that the integrity of His Majesty the Emperor and the generals is full of integrity...

To be able to mix into a boss-level character, the conscience has basically been fed to the sled dogs.

On the deck of the battleship, Yale was talking to an officer with a scar on his face. The other party was none other than Instructor Sitz, who had tortured the apprentices to death on the obelisk.

He is the leader of the instructors dispatched to Celtic by the Governor's House, the **** officer responsible for protecting and transporting this batch of war patterns and equipment, and the captain of the field special forces... Yale has to admire the generals for doing their best The use of high attainments.

"I didn't expect that one of the legendary knights who survived the crusade was actually one of the students I brought out." Shiz said proudly, leaning against the guardrail with a big pipe in his mouth.

"Yeah, thanks to your strict teaching, I am where I am today." Yale has always been a good student who respects his teachers.

"Don't compliment me, I have tossed you for a hundred days, and taught you once shallow knowledge." The instructor slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and then looked at him mockingly:

"However, your kid is really good. You dare to use the strength of 60,000 people to fight against a civilized kingdom with more than 10 million people. With such courage, you are indeed a good student from me!"

"..." The black-haired knight opened his mouth, but he simply didn't say anything. He said too much with tears.

"But I still believe that you have a few brushes, so there should be a slight chance to come back." Shiz nodded firmly, then reached out and patted his shoulder:

"You don't have to worry about training. When you meet me, there is no recruit who doesn't suck. One hundred days, just one hundred days! Celtic recruits can be pulled out to fight!"

"I think so too." Yale was convinced of his professionalism.

"Hahahaha, you have the vision!" The instructor laughed proudly, then lowered his voice abruptly, and asked awkwardly:

"By the way, do you know that girl from Vista?"

"I know." The black-haired knight instantly understood the other's mind and showed an ambiguous smile:

"You want to..."

"Hey Hey……"

"Hahahahaha!"