Chapter 490, Alfred's Spring

"Magritte, the capital and largest city of Estalia, is also the core of the entire Principality of Magritte." Walking on the streets of Magritte, Ryan walked towards Fedmond and Alf Reid said: "This city is the most important city in Estalia and the seat of the most powerful principality. The hidden natural deep-water port was built here. This city enjoys the reputation of a friendly port in the world. There are markets for all kinds of goods here, attracting merchants from all over the world to come and trade."

"Yes, this place is the trade center of the old world, especially the departure point of many caravans going to ocean trade." Fedmond is relatively clear about Magritte's situation, and the eldest son of the Duke of Sea God knows the situation here very well. , he even took over the conversation: "Usually the pier here is extremely crowded, and the law and order here is very good. For many years, the Magrittes have maintained a strong influence in the South China Sea, protecting the trade in this sea area. They are fair And honest businessmen, relying on unremitting efforts, they gradually become rich. Tranquility Harbor is a natural fortress, and the land is carefully protected. They built two powerful and sturdy coastal defense towers on the two promontories of the bay to protect the port. , while the two forts also acted as lighthouses for the port."

"Although the Armada has been wiped out, Magritte still has a relatively large green water navy to protect the port security. Their main opponent is the pirates from Tyrell's 'Pirate Principality' Sartosa. It is the group of pirates represented by the daughter of Mananen, Arinasa-Brine Hate." Fedmond continued: "This is the end of the famous trade route 'Silk Road', and merchants from Cathay in the Far East They sell their silks and spices here, and our Breton nobles are the main buyers."

"Yes, Cathay merchants." Ryan nodded. In the old world, it is very rare to see some Cathay merchants. Generally, it is calculated in ten years. He has never had the opportunity to meet these Far East visitors, and he probably won't have any in the future. He didn't want to see either.

After seeing the portraits depicting the appearance of those Cathay people, he completely gave up the idea of ​​seeing the Cathay people.

In addition to the dark elves, Ryan, Fedmond, Veronica, and Alfred walked the streets of Magritte under the escort of a small imperial army.

Magritte has a population of about 35,000, and counting the suburbs and floating population around the city, there are as many as 70,000. The streets are very crowded, and the major squares are full of hawkers and merchants selling things. People here Enjoying freedom and sweet air, they are indifferent to the threats of chaos and green skins, and it is the tradition of the Magrittes to move leisure and entertainment activities to the streets, song and dance, art, street performances, street sketches, Magrittes Ritters are about going about their day, day, night and dawn with endless entertainment.

"The people here are really..." The handsome and resolute Fedmond is the most popular among the Magrittes. The Holy Grail badge on the chest of the Holy Grail Knight and a silk dress betrayed his identity deeply. Those young girls playing in the square enthusiastically came up to strike up a conversation, using fans to say "fan language" to show love, and gave many small gifts.

end of april,

The vicious sunshine is enough for the women here to change into refreshing short-sleeved dresses. Facing the siege of a large number of girls, Fedmond, who has never wavered in the Holy Grail Expedition, behaved quite uncomfortable and flustered , Naturally also got a good impression.

That's how people are. At first glance, Fedmond looks like a noble, rich and handsome man. A little shyness is not only a deduction, but a bonus.

Ryan is actually even more likable. The champion of the God of the Lake Fairy naturally has a heroic aura without anger and a sense of majesty belonging to a high-ranking person, but this Holy Grail Knight obviously has his own name— —Veronica, dressed up beautifully, was holding his arm, warning all the women in the square with her wolf-proof eyes.

This man belongs to me!

As for Alfred, who was originally sunny and enthusiastic, the blond and blue-eyed Alfred was the worst one. The Templar was injured in the war with the vampire and he was limping when he moved. The women in Estalia and Like all women, they don't like cripples.

The imperial ambassador is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his forties. He also wears Estalia's dress as the Romans do, leading the way for Ryan and others: "The Oriental Palace is just ahead, Your Excellency Ryan, Your Excellency Federmond, There you will meet Amancio Pérez, the leader of the Estalia Merchants Union, and we will make an appointment for you to have dinner with him."

"Where is the great mentor?" Ryan asked in a low voice.

"The great mentor will arrive in the middle of the dinner." The imperial ambassador's attitude is respectful to Ryan, but he is quite arrogant to the people here, because in Estalia, behind him is a powerful Great Empire: "It's just past noon now, please take a break, or you can go shopping nearby."

"Yes." Ryan nodded, and the imperial ambassador opened a whole suite of the highest-level state guest hotel for Ryan and others.

It was a very beautiful waitress who came out to greet Ryan and the others. She looked about twenty years old, with a pair of brown eyes that were extremely agile, and her long dark brown hair was very seductive against her hot facial features. Her black eyebrows made her look heroic, and a short dress showed her slender and fiery figure in front of Ryan and the others. The waitress bent down to salute, and smiled charmingly at Ryan and the others: "Please come with me, from His Excellency Earl Lane of Brittania, Lord Federmonde, and this gentleman and lady."

"Oh!" Alfred's eyes lit up, and the Templar took the initiative to strike up a conversation and said, "Hi, lady, I'm Alfred, a Templar from the Church of Justice."

"Sorry, Mr. Alfred." The waitress smiled politely: "I'm sorry."

"Can I have the honor to know your name?" Alfred immediately started the conversation: "I don't know how to call you."

"My name is Claudia."

The Templars took advantage of the opportunity to chat with the maid, and Ryan smiled playfully when he saw this, and gave Veronica a wink: "Alfred's spring is here~"

"Just take care of yourself!" Veronica glanced back at Ryan angrily: "What does Alfred's spring have to do with you?"

"I just sigh..." Ryan quickly shrugged and admitted defeat.

"Sighing is not allowed!" Veronica stared at Ryan viciously. The turkey banquet on the New Year represented the establishment of Ryan's backyard alliance. They agreed to internal competition and joint exclusion.

"I'm not interested either, Veronica, I prefer you." Ryan had to emphasize that Veronica held his arm. The witch knew Ryan and knew that Ryan was not lying, so she let it go over him.

Veronica knows that Ryan's aesthetics are obviously slightly different from normal people. The waitress named Claudia in front of her is hot, with protruding and curved eyes, hot eyes, thick lips, and a high nose bridge. The big beauty in people's eyes, in Ryan's view, is just not ugly. He prefers more delicate and sweet looks like Suria and Veronica.

The waitress brought Ryan and others to their room and opened the door: "Then, I am here. Please rest well. If you have anything or need, you can find me at the front desk."

"Okay." Ryan said that he knew it. The waitress waited for about ten seconds. Seeing that Ryan didn't make a sound to stay, she backed out a little disappointed.

"Hey~" Ryan shook his head with a wry smile, he turned his head and asked, "Are any of you interested in going out for a walk before dinner?"

"Ah~ good friend, I feel like I'm in love." Alfred said a little out of his wits.

"Heh~ man." Veronica sneered, and Witch Garland said directly: "I'm going to catch up on sleep, Ryan, you go out for a stroll."

After finishing speaking, Veronica kissed Ryan on the face and went back to the room to rest.

"Let me go out with you, Your Excellency Ryan, I also have some things to ask you." Fedmond nodded, and animals like the Holy Grail Knight basically don't get tired.

"Alfred?" Ryan turned his head to look at his childhood playmate: "Your foot is injured..."

"I think I love her, good friend..."

"You know how to love again???!!!" Ryan only felt that the blood vessels in his temple were about to explode, and he complained with black lines all over his head.

"But don't you think, she is very beautiful? Oh, those eyes, that figure, and the expression on her face when she received us..." Alfred muttered to himself in a trance: "Oh! She Like a rose with thorns~"

"Fedmond?" Ryan didn't bother to talk to him, he said directly to Fedmond.

"Huh?" The Holy Grail Knight also had a sore face.

"Is your urine yellow?"

"What?"

"Wake him up, okay? Please."

"...Please excuse my refusal."

There was a strange silence in the room. Looking at Alfred, who was out of his mind, Ryan and Fedmond looked at each other, with helpless expressions on their faces, and finally Ryan decided to speak: "Afu?"

"What's wrong?" The Templar immediately thought of something, and he immediately got up from the sofa: "Lian, good friend, I knew you would be willing to help me, right?! You know women best, teach me quickly How am I? How did you catch up with Marquis Suria? Teach me a few tricks!"

"...Ah Fu, what I want to say is, if you want to pursue that waitress, you have to hurry up, otherwise if she changes shifts, maybe you will never see each other again." Ryan's words made the Templars like Waking up from the dream, he chanted a magic spell directly in the room. A golden glow illuminates the entire room.

Eight ring magic, lay on hands.

Relying on the effect of lay on hands, Alfred assured that he would not be crippled for the time being, and then the Templar walked out with some unsteady footsteps.

...I am the dividing line with unstable steps...

Thirty minutes later, Magritte, Central Gardens.

Here is a sea of ​​flowers, composed of pomegranates and carnations. The garden is full of jugglers performing acrobatics and bards singing about heroic deeds, as well as a self-portrait for tourists on the spot with only one gold coin. Painters, ladies and children play here, gentlemen, merchants and nobles whisper in the garden, everyone here is well-dressed, full of luxurious decay, there are many guards at the garden gate, any appearance is not up to standard People who live there will be kicked out, and a sign "No beggars and dogs allowed" will be erected at the gate.

So I listened to the people in the southern countries advocating freedom all day long. After actually seeing their "freedom" with my own eyes, I realized that it was not the case at all. The Empire and the Britannia people like to ridicule the "*style freedom" in the southern countries.

Near the pool in the garden, Ryan and Fedmond walked one after the other.

"Your Excellency Ryan, you don't seem to be very optimistic about Mr. Alfred's pursuit of that waitress?" Fedmond first raised the topic.

"Yes, I'm not very optimistic." Ryan shook his head: "The waitress has never been an ideal target, especially those who work in this kind of state hotel, Fedmond, if you are the one to pursue, it's okay, Alfred, no."

"Why, can you tell me why?" Fedmond was also troubled by marriage. Duke Boderick chose for him Eva, the granddaughter of Berhemond, Duke of Bastogne, but the Holy Grail Knight himself I don't want to get married so soon, and I'm a bit resistant to marrying a woman I haven't met a few times.

"The vision is different." Ryan closed his eyes, and he smelled the scent of carnations: "Think about it, Fedmond, as long as the waitress at the State Guesthouse has worked at the front desk for a year, all she can come into contact with who?"

Fedmond immediately understood after thinking about it for a while, and the Holy Grail Knight walked to Ryan: "There is no doubt that the great nobles of the human kingdom, the mercenary captains and adventurers with great reputation, and the great masters who have several trade routes Trench merchants, and elves and dwarves."

"That's right, the waitresses, especially the waitresses in the state guesthouse, often have this problem, that is, they have seen too much and their vision is too high." Ryan turned his head to look at Fedmond, and he made a point The eldest son of the Duke of Boderick: "If it's you, it's fine, but Alfred is just a Templar Knight of the Knights Templar under the Church of Justice, and he doesn't even have a fief, so this waitress can take a fancy to Alfred The possibility of Reid is not impossible, but extremely small."

"Even if she has no qualifications worth mentioning except being beautiful, she still feels that Mr. Alfred is not up to her standards?" Fedmond fully understood what Ryan meant, and he smiled: "This is too harsh gone."

"But this is the reality. We will not and cannot criticize her, because this is her freedom. I can only say that I don't like it." Ryan nodded: "This is called the threshold. Due to the reception of various big people all the year round, this kind of waitress The emotional threshold is already very high, it is difficult to impress them by sending flowers and having dinner together, because they have seen too much, and winning the duel tournament is almost the same."

"It's like the Marquis Suria won the knight meeting and then pursued you?" Fedmond suddenly joked: "Everyone said that, the love between the Marquis Suria and you blossomed and borne fruit at that time .”

"Hahahaha~" Ryan laughed loudly: "You understand what I did to win Suria's heart. What I want to say is that a wife like Suria is worth your efforts to pursue."

"You are always admirable, Your Excellency Ryan." Fedmond thought thoughtfully, and during this period of time following Ryan, the Holy Grail Knight learned a lot: "If it were me, I might have already met with Estalia. The war has started, I would not spend a day rushing to Magritte just to have dinner with the nobles here, if it was me before, I would feel that I lost the Sea God Trident..."

"You have nothing wrong, and the truth is on your side, so you can take back your own things by force as a matter of course?" Ryan leaned on the railing of the garden, and he smiled and said to Fedmond.

"But you taught me that sometimes the problem is not so simple." Fedmond nodded, and he said with some frustration: "It is always painful to deal with local nobles, especially when I feel that I am the victim .”

"But it is very necessary." Ryan raised his chin, and he looked at the prosperous market and wide streets of Magritte, as well as the Goddess of War Square and the goddess statue on the square in the distance.

The afternoon sun and breeze, as well as the scenery in the garden, are refreshing and make people relax involuntarily.

"That's right...it's necessary, if it wasn't for you, I think I would have clashed with Silva, the Duke of Billy Barry, with vampires, and then came here to clash with the great alchemist of the empire, and finally with war The Church of the Goddess and the Knights of Magritte are tearing each other apart." Fedmond shook his head: "But you not only perfectly let us find the culprit, but you also have both sides. In Billy Barry, you successfully got the seat. With the help of the Duke of Calva, you were warmly received by the great alchemist in front of the imperial army, and in Magritte, you are the honored guest."

"Fedmond, listen, I will only say these words once." Ryan looked around and finally decided to speak: "In a complicated environment, we need to figure out who is our enemy and who is our friend, who we should fight for."

"If it is an enemy, we must resolutely knock it down to the ground and completely wipe it out. If it is a friend, we must tie them to our chariot and advance and retreat with us. We must try our best to win those who can be won, or at least not Let them fall upon the enemy."

"For thousands of years, the system established by order is a place that requires individuals to suppress and restrain their individuality. In the system, personal likes and dislikes are secondary. The most taboo is that many young people feel that they hold If you don’t want the truth, challenge the authority.” Ryan said earnestly: “Whether they really have the truth or not, it will never end well if they challenge the authority rashly under such circumstances, we need to wait for the time.”

"So when is the right time?" Fedmond humbly asked for advice. The Holy Grail Knight in his fifties looked like a junior in front of the God's Chosen Champion in his thirties.

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