Fairy’s Box

Poison ivy's intermittent statement, the three brothers Charlene and Vam also learned the general situation of their avalanche, which sounds a bit incredible.

The catastrophe happened on the day when the poison ivy was forced to retreat into the poisonous forest, and their leader discovered a very serious problem. That is, the speed of reproduction of poison ivy is too fast, the lifespan is too long, and the living space of the dense forest of poisonous mist is too small.

As a result, after a heated discussion, their high-level officials decided to restrict the reproduction of poison ivy mushrooms, requiring that each pair of poison ivy mushrooms can only reproduce one offspring in a lifetime. In order to ensure that this plan can be carried out for a long time, the elders also specially organized a group of warriors with executive ability to supervise all the poison ivy companions with some necessary special means.

The result... Of course, it was gratifying at first, the number was effectively controlled, and the elders showed a relieved smile.

Then, the elders of Poison Ivy found out that they were cheating. Why did the proportion of young and middle-aged people drop so much, and the quality of life did not improve, but declined.

Of course, because of their perennial propaganda and persistent enforcement of restrictions on reproduction, the speed of reproduction of poison ivy mushrooms is far below the red line of racial metabolism.

A group of young poison ivy mushrooms with a minority in number, and a group of old poison ivy mushrooms with a large number of support, can only have ghosts if the quality of life improves. However, the elders were not discouraged by this. In their view, when these old poison ivy mushrooms died, everything would be back on track.

They think beautifully and logically. Will the enemy give Poison Ivy this chance?

Just in the throes of poison ivy's limited reproduction, a war of foreign invasion broke out. Poison ivy was already rare in the young and strong due to the war. Although the overall number is still large, 90% of them are old men and women who have lost their ability to reproduce.

Without the main labor force of the race, how can a bunch of old poison ivy feed themselves, waiting for them to be another avalanche of numbers of course. After these two waves of avalanches, nine out of ten poison ivy mushrooms were left, and the rest were indeed young and strong. In theory, they should usher in a peak period of reproduction.

However, because of the previous avalanche, which led to the loss of a large amount of inherited knowledge and technology, the productivity and combat effectiveness of poison ivy have been completely exhausted. In the face of increasingly powerful foreign enemies, they even degenerated from predators to prey.

Of course, the third wave of avalanches came unexpectedly. In addition to venting their anger with the heads of the elders, the poison ivy mushrooms could only spit, in the true sense of the word.

All this took less than a hundred years.

"It's a genius plan to limit a couple to only one offspring! Thanks to their elders for being so wise, they made room for other monsters in the Celtic region." Charlene commented.

But since there are only so many poison ivy left, the green-haired girl doesn't count on the help of these sloppy ghosts. For the sake of their sincere begging, they can only be reluctantly accepted as servants, which is better than nothing.

...

Highland Kingdom, Benny's Mansion.

This large mansion covers an area of ​​30 acres, the exterior is a classical highland stone castle style, but the interior is a typical Roservian style, and it is the most luxurious contemporary Apennine style.

Behind the tall semi-circular arch is a long corridor that extends to the end and then turns vertically. The hall facing you is the size of an ordinary ballroom. Around the dome-shaped ceiling, bright colored glaze penetrates the soft sunlight, the huge and luxurious ceiling is dazzling in the sunlight, and the wall is half-cut to form a hollowed-out view.

In the center of the living room, a half-circle of black and oily leather sofas is placed on a huge circular hand-woven embroidered ornate carpet, surrounded by wall lamps with metallic luster, curved in smooth and beautiful curves.

The leading businessman in the Highland Kingdom, Gerard Benny was lying on the big sofa, squinting and enjoying the maid's body massage, holding a cup of fragrant black tea in his hand, drinking a few sips from time to time.

I have to say that Seldon's so-called extravagant enjoyment is far less than one-tenth of his cheap father-in-law.

Although the fattened sheep will suffer such a knife sooner or later, as far as the current situation is concerned, the smuggling trade in the Highland Kingdom still needs Girardi to operate, so his attitude towards him is far from reaching the level of running dogs.

Therefore, this big businessman's small life is quite comfortable, at least more comfortable than most highland nobles. If he can get into this position from a commoner, he knows his final fate to some extent, and his life is naturally a bit rambunctious.

Just when this person was drowsy and numb under the service of the maid, a guard with a sword quickly approached the living room, quickly knelt down on one knee, and said with lowered eyebrows:

"Lord Girard, Miss Diluer is back."

"Huh? Why did she come back well? Could it be..."

The big businessman opened his eyes lazily, and sat up straight with the help of the maid. After thinking a little, he felt that something was wrong, and suddenly his face sank, and he said sharply:

"Hurry up and let her in!"

"Yes!"

...

At this moment, Di Luer was wearing the gorgeous dress Seldon gave her, a black evening dress with a sling on the chest and a sparkling gemstone necklace around her neck. Against the background of the snow-white skin and the black evening dress, she looked very clean and elegant.

There was only a tall guard behind her, wearing the standard black cloak and hood of rune warriors, but the thick body of a far taller warrior had his entire face hidden in the shadow of the hood.

The two walked one after the other, stepping on the quiet path paved with colored stones, and entered the courtyard of Benny's mansion.

"My father lives here, but I haven't come back for two years. I didn't expect him to renovate the mansion again." The Celtic girl walked in the front and said slowly with a low voice.

"all is well."

The guard stared at the Rosévian-style stone arch in front of him, a smile on his shadow-covered face.

...

Passing through the partition door with classical wood carving patterns, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. A middle-aged man wearing a shawl and a highland skirt appeared in the field of vision. He opened his arms with joy on his face and came towards Di Luer. :

"Welcome back, my dear daughter."

This man has a high nose and wide lips, but his jawbone is a little more prominent than most Celts, which should be the facial features of Franks.

"Father, my daughter came back this time to bring you good news." The girl of Kyle snuggled into her father's arms with a smile, looking like a sweet father and daughter.

"What good news?"

Girard showed a half-truthful surprise, looking at this lucky daughter who was raised as a plaything by herself and who was lucky enough to find a good buyer, and asked expectantly.

"I'm afraid it's a little inconvenient here." Di Luer's flowery smile flashed a hint of hesitation.

"It doesn't matter, this is all my confidant."

The big businessman cherishes his own life very much, so what about his daughter, he should be wary.

"Mr. Girard."

The guards who were shrouded in cloaks suddenly made a noise and stepped over the threshold at the same time, ignoring the two teams of guards beside him, and strode towards the suspicious Girardi.

"stop!"

The big businessman pushed his daughter away vigilantly and quickly retreated to the rear. After seeing that the other party completely ignored his warning, he immediately and decisively issued an order:

"kill him!"

Chong——!

Just as the command blurted out, the other party moved, and Girard could clearly see that the light in the space seemed to have a strange life, and instantly trembled and rippling.

Accompanied by rippling blurry light and shadows, the rune warriors armed to the teeth all around them quickly fell one by one before they could draw their weapons, because the speed was so fast that they seemed to be defeated at the same time and fell at the same time.

thump--!

With the uniform sound of falling to the ground, all the rune warriors raised by the Benny family lost consciousness.

Who is this person?

Girard was shocked and angry, and his left hand immediately touched the silver bracelet on the other hand. This inconspicuous piece of jewelry was actually the most advanced rune item, which could form a solid defensive barrier when triggered.

Relying on it to delay time in exchange for time to call for help,

"If I were you, I wouldn't touch that bracelet."

The unfamiliar voice appeared again, making the big businessman fall into an ice cellar in an instant, and the hand that was about to touch the silver bracelet also stagnated in mid-air awkwardly, shaking violently subconsciously.

"Because the moment the enchantment takes effect, I can kill you."

Standing among the unconscious Gallic warriors, the tall guard raised his head, and a pair of black pupils crossed the barrier of space and stared at Di Ruiji's eyes instantly.

"You, who are you?"

The big businessman's throat trembled twice, and he quickly analyzed his current situation.

"If you're seeking money, you can ask for as much as you want. Please don't kill me."

"No, it's the exact opposite of what you think."

The other party sneered and shook his head. At the same time, he removed the hood that covered his face, revealing a head of thick black straight hair. The face that seemed too young had a maturity and sharpness that did not match his age:

"I'm here to give you a fortune, Mr. Di Ruiji." He said straight to the point.

"It's you!"

Girard widened his eyes, compared the face in front of him with the face in his impression, and immediately got the standard answer.

"For the first time, because you didn't behave very friendly just now, I had to knock your guard unconscious."

Yale lowered his head and glanced at the two unconscious guards, then spread his hands feigning helplessness, and continued: "But don't worry, as I said before, I'm here to give gifts, not kill."

"I didn't expect the Governor of Celtic to come to the mansion of an ordinary businessman of mine. It's a rare honor." The big businessman's mind changed sharply, and after confirming that his life was not in danger for the time being, his expression immediately eased.

"Seldon is done."

Seeing that his father had regained his senses, Di Luer immediately gave him a new blow: "Your smuggling trade network has been cut off by the Governor."

"..."

There was a surge of blood on Gilred's face, and he wanted to open his mouth several times, but he didn't say anything.

"As your daughter said, I was the one who killed Seldon, and I was the one who forced your daughter to hand over the accounts. This matter has now been reported, and there is absolutely no room for mediation." The black-haired knight followed suit. .

"This is the gift you gave me?"

The big businessman had the urge to curse his mother at the moment, but for the sake of his life, he suppressed his anger rationally.

"of course not."

Yalei changed his words, wandered around the luxurious living room, then looked at the other party and said, "Smuggling is not a long-term solution, even without me, someone else will kill it. Seldon."

"But there are close to 10 billion Sols in revenue every year! Even a quarter later is good!" he said almost jumping.

"So what? Do you really think that everything you have is real?"

The black-haired knight pointed to the large sofa behind him, and then to the ceiling above:

"All of this is only temporary. As a qualified enemy, I know everything about the Highland Kingdom, and I also understand your position, Mr. Girardi. During the entire reign of the Fannon Dynasty, I sit in your position. Of the great businessmen, none of them can live to a happy death.”

"That's right, thanks to you, when the news of Seldon's arrest reaches the kingdom, I should almost be liquidated." The big businessman replied panting, then glared at Diluer again and smiled wryly. :

"You are really my good daughter."

This is called attracting wolves into the room, this is called attracting wolves into the room, what is a pit father, this is called a pit father!

"The same thing has already been said countless times when you gave me to that scumbag Seldon." The Celtic girl rolled her eyes at him.

"No, you will not be liquidated, this is my first gift to you."

"Are you trying to replace Seldon?" Girard showed the joy of being born out of desperation.

"I will not replace Seldon, and the Celtic Governor's House will continue to maintain a trade embargo with the Highland Kingdom, but Mr. Diridge, you will be fine. As long as you tell the Highland King that a new trade route has been found , it just takes a little time to get through the joints.”

"Deceiving the king is a capital crime! And the king is not a fool. What did you want me to deceive him with?" The big businessman was about to cry.

"I'll help you lie to him." The black-haired knight snapped his fingers: "I can help you with all the formalities, all the letters, if you need it, it's absolutely true."

"It will work, but it will take him a year or a half at most... What should I do after that?" he cried with a sad face.

"It's enough that he's not a king at that time." Yale said lightly.

"..."

Girard's face turned pale suddenly, raised the index finger of his right hand, and pointed at the other side shiveringly:

"You, you want me to be a traitor?"

"No no no! Not a traitor!"

The black-haired knight corrected his statement: "It is the highland orthodoxy, the loyalist of the Pandoragon dynasty, the defender of the law, and the great loyalty!"

"real?"

The big businessman's face recovered a bit of blood and hesitantly asked:

"Do you really have orphans in the Pandoragon Dynasty?"

"Yeah, her profession is the same as yours."

Yale didn't reveal too much information about Mrs. Candied Fruit, because the rich woman was too famous, and if she said a little more, it would be easy to be followed by others.

"That doesn't work either! The Fannon family's rule on this land is deeply ingrained. Even if it is under the banner of restoring the Pandoragon Dynasty, few people will respond."

Girard thought about it for a while, but still felt that the other party was unreliable.

"I didn't intend to use the orphans of the Pandoragon Dynasty to disrupt the rule of the Highland Kingdom. This is too wasteful." The black-haired knight glanced at the big businessman with a gloomy face, and then said softly:

"Mr. Di Ruiji, I want to win people like you to help the empire and restore the Pandoragon Dynasty."

"I don't want to be a sinner in the kingdom." The big businessman has been persuaded. Anyway, he will die anyway. With the literacy of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, he can't help but want to fight.

"You will not be a sinner of the Highland Kingdom! You and I know that the Fannon family tied the Highland Kingdom to the chariot of the Free Alliance for their own sake, and you innocent people are victims! The Celts will live several times better than they are now, so why rely on smuggling to live a hard life?" Yale said solemnly.

"Yeah, yeah!" Girard nodded sharply. The Governor-General, what he said seemed to make sense. Don't fight and kill.

"And, once it's done, I'll let the new Highland King form a cabinet and a House of Commons, and the status of you businessmen will also be improved, and you will never live such a precarious life."

The black-haired knight walked to the big businessman who was already full of emotion, patted him on the shoulder and said, "From now on, you don't have to worry anymore, you will be executed for making too much money."

"This...this...this..." The big businessman panted heavily with red eyes, trembling all over with excitement.

"This is by no means a rebellion, but a general trend!"

Yale looked at Direid from the side and painted him a bright prospect:

"As long as we overthrow the decadent rule of the Fannon Dynasty, restore the orthodox legal principles of the Pandoragon Dynasty, and the Highland Kingdom leaves the Free Alliance and joins the arms of the Order Alliance, the Celts will usher in a new era... an era that belongs to merchants! "

"You're right! His Majesty the King is already confused. He clearly can live a good life in the camp of the Order Alliance, but he chose to be the enemy of the Empire. It's too faint!"

Girard finally made up his mind, he was dead anyway, so he might as well fight!

"First of all, we need more businessman support." The black-haired knight began to ask him for a certificate.

"This is easy! As long as you provide me with the real procedures and letters, I will be able to pull more people onto this pirate ship, and wait for the time to apply to the king to open up the joints."

The big businessman put his hands behind his back, took a few steps forward, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes:

"Even if they don't want to support it, they have to support it! But before that, Your Excellency the Governor, do you really have the strength to defeat His Majesty the King?"