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"Prince City is an agricultural city, and the food produced in it will supply the surrounding city-states and even the holy mountains."

"The city's nobles are mainly those farmers who make considerable profits by hiring peasants to cultivate their land.

Among the twelve trading city-states, Prince City is a bit remote, but the environment is quite good and the products are rich. It is really good to take this place as the first stop of our journey. "

Brunhill and his maid walk on the open road.

On both sides are wide farmland.

Although it is spring at the moment, the climate of Prince City is humid and warm, the rice ears are undulating in the fields, and the scenery is quite good, as Medes said.

"The city gate has arrived."

The little maid took a deep breath and looked at the huge city surrounded by wooden walls in the distance.

In the holy mountain.

Although I have seen many exquisite gardens.

But this is the first time I have seen such a vast farmland with endless rice ears.

It rained just last night, and the earthy fragrance in the air was so sweet to Medes.

Brynhill is also in a good mood. She has gone out to the Holy Mountain to perform many missions, but every time she is in a hurry, and now she calms down and travels, only to find that there are many good things in life.

The walls of Prince City are not very tall.

After all, this place belongs to the rear, and basically there is no danger. The city wall is to guard against wild animals and refugees.

But strangely enough.

This time, a sentry tower was erected on the wooden city wall.

The number of Crusaders patrolling was also quite large, and many people were holding firearms. The black muzzle was aimed at the forest in the distance. The city gate was tightly closed, and no one came in or out. The atmosphere seemed depressed and tense.

"Has something bad happened in this city?"

Brynhill frowned.

I was on guard in my heart.

Fortunately, the news of the Valkyrie's travels finally began to spread in the trading city.

The sharp-eyed sentry on the city wall was the first to spot the traces of the Valkyrie, and he quickly waved the flag to convey the news. It didn’t take long for the gate of the city wall to be lowered by the noose, and a group of fat farmers and nobles wearing brocade clothes all around came out of the city. get out.

A flattering smile appeared on her oily face.

Come to the front.

In the crowd, the fat man wearing the purple brocade clothes with the fattest body took a step forward, kneeling at the feet of the Valkyrie with some difficulty, and said respectfully:

"I've seen your lord, I'm Decathlon, the lord of Prince City. I'm really pleasantly surprised to see you."

Having said that, Decathlon reached out and wanted to kiss the back of Brunhill's hand.

Unfortunately.

A look of disgust flashed across Brunhill's face.

She pretended that she didn't see it, and the city owner Decathlon didn't feel embarrassed, her face was still full of smiles, "We have arranged a good banquet for you, if you can come to participate, it will be a blessing for three lifetimes..."

Decathlon spoke, and the surrounding nobles also agreed.

The original serious atmosphere of the scene also became much more cheerful, just like entering a circus.

Brynhill originally wanted to ask about the sentries on the city walls and the weapons aimed at the forest, but now is obviously not the right time.

She could only temporarily swallow her doubts and nodded lightly. As a nobleman, it would be quite rude to refuse the invitation of the local host on this occasion. Brunhill could only reluctantly agree. .

"Great, great!"

Decathlon was ecstatic, rubbing his hands together, his two small eyes seemed to be buried in flesh.

"The Valkyrie of the Holy Mountain is willing to attend my banquet. If this matter can be spread out, the nobles of other cities will envy me..."

Decathlon leads the way.

The Valkyrie, surrounded by the crowd and the Crusaders, entered the city with Decathlon.

Cross the city gate.

After seeing the scene inside, Brunhill was shocked that the environment inside the city and outside the city was so different.

The outer city area near the city wall is obviously a place where civilians live. The houses are dilapidated, and occasionally some ragged refugees can be seen. On the contrary, the streets of the city looked quite clean, even with precious rose petals scattered, and there was no foul smell as expected.

but…

When Brunhill looked around.

It can be clearly seen that there are many traces of houses being forcibly demolished.

Some old people and children in shabby clothes sat numbly in the rubble. When they saw Decathlon and others, they were obviously at a loss.

And those Crusaders had already come to them, armed with guns and sticks, and used amazing roars and merciless force to expel these homeless vagabonds.

The Valkyrie sighed, but didn't stop her.

Move on.

The streets became much wider, and the surrounding houses changed from straw adobe to cleaner stone houses.

Xu Shi heard the news of the arrival of the Valkyrie. When Brunhill passed a corner, a large number of scruffy refugees ran out from all around.

The Valkyrie was just wearing an ordinary white nun's uniform, but the amazing beauty and heroism still made these refugees scream and cry. They were ragged, mostly scruffy, with layers of dirt and sweat stains that were very dirty. Fragments of clothing that can hardly be called, and some people don't even have clothing, the exposed body is thin and covered with dirt.

The air at this time was only about ten degrees, and many people shivered in the cold wind, but no one moved a step.

same.

When the Valkyrie passed by them.

These poor people also knelt down and worshipped, and some even took out the last bit of their humble possessions and tried to throw them towards the place where the Valkyrie walked.

Considering their situation, this may be the last bit of property on them.

The endless hardships in this life make these people take religion as their last spiritual comfort, and they are even willing to give their all for this.

Suddenly.

The Valkyrie stopped.

Everyone followed her to a stop, and their eyes fell on the Valkyrie.

Brunhill squatted down, and then gently picked up a black object from her feet. She didn't know what it was, but noticed that by the street, a unkempt woman was showing a terrified expression, and said He hugged the child in his arms tightly.

The boy's body was so thin that he hardly had any flesh. Due to prolonged malnutrition, his head became a little deformed, and the dirty skin was tightly attached to the bones.

Brynhill turned again.

Looking at the nobles and farmers who were wearing brocade clothes, fat as pigs, and shiny faces next to him.

Not only do I wonder, are these two groups of people really the same species?

"very sorry!"

Decathlon, like a frightened rabbit, nodded frantically to the Valkyrie and apologized. Sweat ran down his neck and wet his clothes.

"Are you blind? Drive me away from all the **** on both sides of the street!"

Decathlon roared at the soldiers.

The soldiers who knew the trouble started to move one after another. They walked towards the refugees with bad expressions and yelled at them loudly. The refugees had expressions of horror on their faces, but they were still unwilling to leave here.

"Please wait a moment!"

Brynhill took a deep breath, unable to bear the condemnation brought by his conscience any longer.

The soldiers, farmers, and refugees stopped at the same time. The air was as silent as freezing. Brunhill stood there, but it was brighter than the sun, and his moving face flashed with unquestionable majesty.

"Sir, you..." Decathlon swallowed and asked in a low voice.

But the Valkyrie didn't care, she walked straight to the unkempt woman, bent down, and spread out her palm, the black thing lay quietly in the Valkyrie's white palm.

A stark contrast.

The woman was so frightened that she didn't dare to move. She was short and thin, and when she stood in front of Brunhill, she looked quite at a loss, her lips were squirming, she didn't know what to say, and she didn't know where to put her eyes. There.

Instead, it was the child in her arms.

After all, it seemed that hunger conquered fear. He reached out and grabbed the black dumpling, and then put it in his mouth and nibbled it.

"Is this, food?"

Brynhill spoke with some difficulty, and paused in the middle.

"Yes…"

The little woman finally reacted and hurriedly complimented her and said, "This is the relief ration given to us by the church. It is thanks to the gentlemen that we can eat and survive. There are still people outside who are not satisfied."

"This kind of dumpling is made of grains and vegetables. It doesn't look good, but it actually tastes okay. We eat this kind of stuff often."

The woman hasn't finished speaking yet.

Decathlon couldn't wait to squeeze in and explained.

"I didn't let you talk."

Brynhill's voice suddenly became very cold. She reached out her hand, pinched half of the dumpling from the boy's hand, raised her head and swallowed it, her brows furrowed, and she swallowed the food hard.

The smile on Decathlon's face suddenly froze.

Looking at this scene in front of me, I felt cold all over.

Numb women, thin children, oily officials... Brunhill's gray-blue pupils swept across their faces one by one, and their voices clearly revealed sadness.

"This…"

For a while, Decathlon was sweating like rain, not knowing what to say.

"Let's go to church first." Medes said to ease the embarrassment. Decathlon took advantage of the situation and continued to lead the way.

The banquet was held in a church in the center of the city. Although the church is not large in size, it looks quite old and well-maintained. The stained windows are as clean as new, the lawn is manicured, and the statues are spotless. The management is very attentive.

The reddish-brown door of the church.

A chubby bishop was wearing a white robe, with a rosary around his neck, and his face was full of piety. Behind him, there were more than a dozen young deacons wearing white shirts and black vests.

"Your humble servant Kagelis, I offer you my most sincere greetings."

When the Valkyrie stepped into the church, the bishop bowed deeply, then led the Valkyrie and the accompanying nobles to the church with a smoking incense burner. Under the statue, the sumptuous food was already placed on the long table.

Golden and crispy roast lamb shank, steak decorated with cherry tomatoes, sliced ​​butter bread, all kinds of things...

It has only been ten minutes since the Valkyrie entered the city. In such a short period of time, such rich and delicate food will definitely not be prepared. The only possibility is that these officials have been preparing after receiving the news. of cooking with fresh ingredients.

Brunhill looked at the sumptuous food in front of him.

But in my heart, all I think of are the yellow-faced and thin-skinned refugees outside.

Thinking of this, Brunhill had no appetite at all, and if she didn't do anything, no one in the room would dare to speak up.

Just when Brunhill picked up the knife and fork, and had to be a little distracted because of etiquette ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, there was a sudden sound of gunshots outside the city wall. Brunhill remembered the strange sight he had seen outside the city, and put down the knife and fork he had just picked up.

"What happened outside?"

"It's just a little trouble." Decathlon explained quickly, "The guards can solve it right away, you don't need to do anything, we just need to sit here and enjoy the food... Prince City has plenty of sunshine and the local wine is quite good. Delicious, I still have some treasures from more than ten years ago, you must taste them."

"Up the city wall!"

Brunhill sensed what he was covering up.

After speaking, she got up and strode towards the city wall. The Crusaders who were guarding outside saw the Valkyrie and quickly made way to both sides.

The noble farmers in the church saw the helpless look on their faces when the Valkyrie left. Running back and forth was also a big burden for their fat bodies. Although they were reluctant at the moment, they could only follow. Behind the Valkyrie.

Come to the city wall.

The Valkyrie quickly noticed that at the edge of the forest, a group of people in ragged clothes and holding white flags were walking out of the forest.

The guards on the city wall did not hesitate to shoot at them, trying to intimidate them and keep them from getting close to the city wall. Some of those people kept falling down, lying in a pool of blood in pain.

But every time one fell, another came out of the forest.

"Cease fire!"

Brynhill couldn't bear the evil he had seen any longer, and roared in an angry voice.

Under the order of the Valkyrie, the Crusaders immediately stopped shooting, and the sound of gunfire on the city walls stopped immediately.

"Open the door and let them in!"