Chapter 542 An Ill-Fated Journey

"Sister, we're here," Cole Conde ran into the cabin excitedly.

"I've told you twice, don't call me sister during this trip," Edith raised her head and glanced at him, "Have you forgotten?"

"No..." Cole trembled, "No, I remember it."

"Then who am I?"

"My secretary, Ms. Edith."

"And you?"

"Father... no, the ambassador sent by Calvin Kant, Duke of the North."

"Very good, remember not to make the third mistake." Edith stood up, moved her somewhat stiff limbs, and walked out of the cabin. "Call all the members of the envoy group, let's go to the inner city."

This is a trick that Edith often plays. She always likes to observe her negotiating partner behind the scenes and get a preliminary impression before going forward to negotiate. In addition to being able to plan ahead, it can also give the other party a sense of freshness. If the target is a man, he will most likely be interested in you.

She has never shied away from her female identity, but instead regards it as a social advantage.

Since it has the title of Pearl of the North, it naturally cannot be wasted.

"What about... the head?"

"Of course I put it on the boat first. Do you still want to carry that thing into the bedroom?" She curled her lips, "They already stink."

Walking off the trestle, Edith noticed that there were a lot of ships in the canal and many people gathered on the pier. Most of them were carrying bags and they looked neither like slaves nor businessmen. This made her quite curious. Except for the above two categories, few people would travel far during the spring plowing season.

She summoned an entourage, "Go and ask where they plan to go."

"What does this have to do with us?" Cole asked puzzled.

"Since Roland Wimbledon has occupied this city, he will always promulgate some new policies to declare his authority. This can also reflect his temperament from the side, and of course it has something to do with us." Edith smiled, " In addition, you can spend a few gold dragons and ask the mouse to help you collect it, but I prefer the information I hear with my own ears."

"Yes, is that so..."

"Look more and think more, Ambassador," she said. "This is a rare opportunity."

After entering the city gate, there were suddenly more pedestrians on the street. Simple street stalls were placed on both sides of the road. Merchants were shouting about their products, and shouts and shouts came one after another. Edith had come to the royal capital with her father a few years ago to attend the coming-of-age ceremony for the fifth princess. The city had not changed much from the image in her memory, and was still bustling with activity.

If you are in Yongye City and it is not a festival or celebration, you will never see a crowd of people.

Suddenly, a speaker on the street caught her attention.

"Wait a moment," Edith asked the team to stop moving forward, and she led Cole to the crowd of people gathered.

"Can you saw wood? Can you lay gray bricks? Can you take care of cattle and sheep? As long as you have a skill, you are the talent that His Majesty Roland needs! Go to the West, where His Majesty is building the new royal capital - Neverwinter City! You guys Your talents will bring you generous rewards!”

Talent? Edith thought about it for a moment, it was an interesting statement... But what does the new king mean? Neverwinter? Is there such a city in the Western Region?

After walking a few dozen steps further, there was another circle of people.

"Witches are innocent. This is the confession written by the high priest before he was executed." Another preacher waved the document in his hand. "They may be your relatives, your daughters, your sisters! If you are still If you are afraid of them, send them to Neverwinter City! There, they will receive meticulous care. If you are not willing to leave them behind, you can go with them! Your Majesty promises that the witch's family will get a shelter from the wind and rain. Housing and decent jobs!”

"The high priest was executed?" Cole's eyes widened.

Edith frowned. If this was Roland Wimbledon's new policy, it would be a bit too showy. Isn't he afraid of incurring the thunderous revenge of the church? That is not a battle between nobles, but an endless heretical war.

I don’t know whether being loyal to such a king is a blessing or a curse.

After spending half an hour walking through the street leading directly to the inner city, she discovered that there were preachers like this everywhere along the way. They compiled almost all the things that His Majesty did after conquering the royal capital into a book and repeatedly recounted them to anyone who came to the king. People in the capital can understand these changes clearly by just listening to them on the street for a long time, without even looking for mice.

"Sir, I have asked everything clearly," the attendant who was ordered to inquire about the information panted and caught up with the team, "They are all preparing to go to -"

"From Neverwinter, right?" Edith interrupted.

"You...know everything?"

"Let's stop looking for the hotel now. Let's go to the palace to submit the envoy documents." She had a vague premonition in her heart, "Now, hurry up!"

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"What did you say?" Cole said in surprise, "His Majesty Roland has been away from the royal capital for a week? No enthronement ceremony was held?"

"That's what the receptionist said," the attendant reported. "His Majesty originally left a chief minister named Barov Mons to take care of matters, but he also left the royal capital yesterday. Now there are only a few other people in the palace. Except for the servants, there is no one living there. The receptionist also said that if you want to negotiate with the city hall, he can tell you."

"No need," Edith said coldly. She didn't expect that her premonition would come true. She ran all the way without stopping, but in the end she was in vain - Roland actually planned to move the royal capital, leaving this great city behind and go to the Western Region to build a new city! What was going on in his head? You must know that a city of this size cannot be completed without thirty or forty years of construction!

"What should we do?" Cole asked quietly, looking at the stunned members of the envoys behind him.

She had a sullen face, and after a while she said, "Turn around and go back to the dock. Let's go to Neverwinter City too!"

"They've already left anyway, so there's no need for us to rush," Cole said with a grimace, "I haven't showered for a week, and I feel like I'm going to get lice on my body.

Edith turned her head and sniffed her collar, and also smelled a strange smell. She finally sighed, "Then find a hotel to rest for the night and start again early tomorrow morning."

However, when the envoy team arrived at the dock the next day, they found that their ship had been burned to the point of being reduced to a skeleton.

"What's going on?" Edith felt for the first time that her brain was not enough.

"Ahem, don't be angry, sister - Ms. Edith, look more and think more..." Cole waved to a passerby, "Could there be a fire at the pier too?"

"Ah, you're talking about this," the other party explained enthusiastically, "I don't know who hid the body on the boat, and the smell was smelled by the rats who stole the things. You don't know, everyone is very sensitive to this thing, after all, everyone There was an evil epidemic in the city half a year ago, caused by the corpses scattered by the church. In short, the only way to deal with this thing is to set it on fire. The captain has been arrested by the guards for interrogation. What, do you know him?"

Edith didn't know what expression to use in reply. It took her a long time to say, "Thank you, I don't know you."

It seemed like she had to find a new ship. She thought, maybe this journey of loyalty would not go as smoothly as she imagined... right?

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