Chapter 1822 Compensation

It was around 9 a.m. when Viscount Little arrived at the Lower Seventh Ring Shantytown.

The 'Mist' believers in the shanty town have already started a busy day.

Although there are enough supplies, there is no need to go to work, but clearing the ruins, cremating the corpses and building fortifications will require a lot of manpower.

The only good thing is that the winter in Hokuriku is always cold, so there is no need to worry about corpse decay and the subsequent plague.

But worries about friends and relatives still make people here finish everything as quickly as possible.

Therefore, when Viscount Little came, he saw an extremely busy scene.

Of course, there are sentries.

Because, the heir to the royal family of Eitandine and the heir to the Snake Faction are the same person.

The heirs of the Snake Sect had such a close relationship with the Church of the Mist that the guards, who clearly meant "monitoring", became protection in the true sense.

Coupled with the patrols and sentries of the believers of the 'Mist' Church itself, the defense force here is already not weak.

As a general, Little almost subconsciously evaluated how he could break through this place as quickly as possible and at the minimum cost if he were the enemy.

This slightly aggressive look was quickly discovered.

"Hey, you'd better take that look away."

A young man as strong as a brown bear, carrying a huge double-edged battle ax, quietly appeared beside Little's carriage and spoke.

It wasn't until the young man spoke that Little was shocked to realize the other party's arrival, and his eyes immediately shrank.

He began to look at the other person.

When he saw the other person's figure and appearance, he quickly identified who the other person was.

Roget!

One of the backbones of the 'Mist' Church.

"Does your own strength match the magic of 'Mist'?"

Viscount Little was guessing in his mind, but a friendly smile appeared on his face.

"Hello, I am Viscount Little. Is Bishop Simon here?"

The Viscount, who originally looked very much like a fox because of his narrow eyes, looked more and more like him now, but his hooked nose also became more obvious, like a fox with an eagle's beak.

Looking at the Viscount like this, Roget frowned.

The young man didn't like foxes. When he was a child, anything he hunted would always be stolen by these bad things. Even if it was hidden in a tree, the rope would be bitten off.

Therefore, the young man said very rudely.

"The Bishop is not here."

Faced with the harsh tone, Viscount Little was not angry at all.

"What about Sir Sivalka?"

he smiled.

"What do you want to do?"

Inquiries about contact aroused the vigilance of young people.

"Don't worry, I mean no harm."

"My reputation is not good, but it's not bad either."

"Similarly, no one can impersonate me. The soldiers behind you can prove my identity."

As Viscount Little said this, he walked towards the carriage and pointed at the soldiers of Etentin not far away.

Roget frowned as he looked at the soldiers saluting Little from afar.

Not that I doubt it.

With the news of the identity of Lord Colin's royal heir, the soldiers here can almost be regarded as one of their own, and there is no need to doubt anything.

He frowned because of the person in front of him.

He knew Viscount Little's reputation.

When they arrived, the respected Baroness informed them as much as possible about the people they needed to pay attention to in Etantinoburg.

Among them, this viscount is on the list.

Of course, what's more important is Sivalka's reminder.

‘Beware the old-schoolers, they might be up to no good! ’

Sivalka recounted what he had experienced at that time and the old-fashioned way of doing things. It would be an exaggeration to say that the opponent was unscrupulous. After all, the other party also wanted the face of a nobleman.

But to be moral and follow the rules of chivalry?

That's really a joke.

I don’t believe any ghosts.

Young people are eager to drive each other away.

However, thinking of the bishop's instructions when he left, he did not do so.

"Just a moment."

The young man said in a cold tone, turned around and walked towards the camp.

In this increasingly complete camp, Sivalka is changing frostbite medicine for Ellie.

"Recovering well!"

Seeing that most of the bruises on her little hands had dissipated, Sivalka couldn't help but smile. In order to help Ellie recover better, he bought the most expensive frostbite medicine.

Now it seems that it is the right choice.

"It will take about two or three days to recover."

"Ellie, you must not touch cold water for these two days."

Sivalka warned.

"But I need to help everyone!"

"I don't have the strength to clean up the rubble, but I can wash dishes and boil water without touching cold water..."

A look of embarrassment appeared on Ellie's face.

Sivalka's eyes were filled with pity and love.

If he had a daughter, he would never let her do such a job.

No!

He already has a daughter.

But if my daughter wants to do this...

As a father, he must support unconditionally, even in tears.

"Then Ellie, be careful."

"I'll go to the market in a minute to buy you a pair of gloves."

"The kind that can touch the water."

Sivalka touched Ellie's head.

"But mom said you can't ask for others at will..."

"I'm not someone else!"

"It was Ellie, you saved me, you are my savior."

"It's only right that I repay Ellie."

Sivalka said with a smile, then pointed to the distance and continued: "Ellie, go help, everyone is waiting for you."

"good."

The little girl nodded, smiled at Sivalka, and ran over quickly.

Watching her daughter's disappearing back, Sivalka turned around and looked at Roget.

"what happened?"

Sivalka asked.

"What a nice kid!"

The young man admired like this, and then he began to face the suspicious, wary, and hostile eyes of an old father.

"What do you want to do?"

Sivalka bared her teeth and asked in a deep voice.

"Do not misunderstand!"

"I'm just complimenting you!"

"Besides, Sivalka, you are too nervous. Not everyone..."

"Boars in heat should be castrated."

Sivalka interrupted Roget's words and said coldly.

Seeing Sivalka's serious look, the young man felt silently for those boys whose rewards might be favored by Ellie. You must know that it is very difficult to pass Sivalka's level in front of you.

But it's none of his business.

"It's old school."

"Viscount Little is here in person."

The young man got to the point very wisely.

"It's to be expected."

Sivalka said this and walked out of the camp.

When he knew that the heir to Etantinople and the Serpent Faction was the same person, he knew that the old guard would never be able to sit still.

He knew the virtues of those nobles very clearly.

"What are we going to do?"

asked the young man.

"Leave it to me."

"Your Majesty the Bishop has informed me of the general direction of action."

"As for the rest, I will make up for it."

Sivalka said.

The young man immediately fell silent.

First, his love and respect for Bishop Simon made him completely obey Bishop Simon's orders.

Secondly, the young man guessed that this was a test given to Sivalka by the bishop.

Although Sivalka had declared that he wanted to join the Church of the Mist, the identity of the other party was troublesome. At that time, the bishop did not refuse or agree.

Obviously, they are waiting for Sivalka to pass this test.

Therefore, the young man immediately fell one step behind and changed from walking side by side to following Sivalka.

He needs to observe the entire process.

At the same time, Sivalka has to be protected.

Although the noble just looked annoying, he was also very strong.

Without His Majesty's blessing, it would be difficult for him to be his opponent.

Is it because of His Majesty’s blessing?

He can strangle someone to death with one hand.

Seeing Roget's change, Sivalka didn't say anything.

This is as it should be.

If he wants to safely move from the 'War Temple' to the embrace of the 'Mist' Church, he must show his ability. Otherwise, how can he get protection?

If it were normal times, forget it. The worst he could do was go to the border and live incognito.

But with Ellie?

He's about to go all out.

…

Viscount Little, standing outside the camp, suddenly felt a little cold.

Looking up at the still bright sunshine, the conservative noble couldn't help but shook his head.

Winter in Hokuriku is really terrible.

Even in Etantinople there was no exception.

Over the years, he has become accustomed to spending the winter in the south, and he has begun to become unaccustomed to the winter in the north.

What a damn new order!

The conservative nobleman couldn't help but frown when he thought of His Majesty's new order.

You know, since he first went to the south to spend the winter, he has already invested more than half of his entire wealth in that warm place. Farms, mines, handicraft workshops, etc. are all industries he is happy to do.

Not only him, but also Valentin.

Even the small and medium-sized nobles behind him are like this.

Once a war breaks out in the south...

He could fully imagine what their investment would become.

Therefore, this new order is not simply a matter of 'noble glory' and 'land', but also concerns the survival of each of their families.

these are……

Absolutely no concession!

In an instant, Viscount Little's eyes became sharp and sharp.

However, the next moment, he turned into a smile again.

He saw Roget returning, and Sivalka appearing in his field of vision.

"Good morning, Sir Sivalka."

As Viscount Little said this, he took two steps forward to greet him and show his sincerity.

Sivalka didn't have much, and he wasn't flattered. He just walked over as if he was seeing an ordinary friend and said with a smile: "Good morning, Your Excellency, Viscount."

"I'm so sorry, Sir Sivalka."

"What happened yesterday caused you unnecessary misunderstanding."

"I come today with sincerity."

As he spoke, Viscount Lear pointed at the carriage.

The coachman immediately opened the door.

Immediately, Sivalka and Roget narrowed their eyes.

A golden light illuminated the two of them.

After a while, the two returned to normal.

Sibalka didn't need to count them in detail. She only needed to glance at the box to know that the box contained two thousand Kimpton coins.

Among aristocrats, Kimpton boxes must be sturdy and high-grade, and have constant specifications.

It seems that this is the only way to show their differences.

Facing two thousand Kimptons, Sivalka would have been excited before meeting Ellie.

And now?

It's definitely not enough.

It is not just Bishop Simon’s task.

besides……

He wants to raise a daughter!

That’s very expensive!

As for Roget?

He didn't even take a second look.

Even when the golden light was shining just now, the young people were holding their axes tightly, fearing that someone would attack them.

Viscount Little had been observing the expressions of the two people while the coachman was guarding the door. When he saw the two people's indifference, the conservative nobleman couldn't help but feel his heart sink.

While scolding Valentine's men for their poor performance, he pointed to the carriage with a smile.

"Your Excellency Sivalka, I found two good antiquities before. Are you interested in viewing them?"

Viscount Little asked.

"certainly."

"But two is too little."

"It would be better if it was a little more."

Sibalka nodded and strode towards the carriage without Viscount Little's invitation.

Bishop Simon’s order is to ‘slaughter the fattened sheep’!

Then why should he be polite?

If he doesn't make the other person feel distressed and twisted, he is just a younger brother.

Seeing Sibalka walking to the carriage on his own and looking at everything in the carriage, Viscount Little's smile remained unchanged, but he was cursing in his heart.

The other party's attitude has shown everything.

If you want to let yesterday's events go away, you'll have to bleed a lot.

He did not want.

But, no.

Because standing behind the other party is someone they don't want to and can't mess with for the time being.

The identity of Etandin, the heir to the Snake Sect, is really terrifying.

Although they still have backup plans...

Maybe it won't move, but it's better to stay still.

It's best to have the trump card in your hand.

Once the fight is over, there is really no room to turn around.

I comforted myself in this way.

But Sivalka's next words almost made Viscount Little pull out his sword and hack the opponent to death.

"This carriage is nice."

“The stuff inside is pretty good too.”

“Let’s get two more carriages like this and their contents!”

Sivalka said calmly.

Although he wanted to chop Sibalka to death, Viscount Little was still trying to maintain his aristocratic demeanor.

"Yeah?"

"Two more?"

"Okay, I'll have it delivered at noon."

Viscount Little said with a smile.

Sibalka was obviously taken aback when Viscount Little agreed immediately.

broken!

Want less!

He was full of regrets in his heart, but it would really be inappropriate to regret it at this time.

Therefore, all he could do was nod his head full of regret.

Viscount Little saw such chagrin and regret.

His hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword.

You can't chop him to death!

You can't chop him to death!

You can't chop him to death!

Viscount Little, who had been warning himself to keep smiling, was bleeding from the bottom of his heart.

As a hereditary noble, the Little family was naturally extremely wealthy, but after investing almost all of their wealth in the South, and taking out these things, they would really go bankrupt.

However, it is enough to temporarily stabilize the heir.

after?

Viscount Little sneered.

Thinking of this, Viscount Little, who didn't want to stay for long, was about to board the carriage and leave.

At this time, Roget, who had remained silent, stood directly in front of the car door.

"this is ours."

The young man said righteously.

Viscount Little:...