Chapter 332: The People of Castel
"Extra! Extra! The final chapter of the horror at Blood Harbor - Farewell at the dock!"
"The prince and the knight he loved deeply finally parted ways, and from then on they stared at each other across the sea. The prince turned around and walked towards the devastated Blood Harbor. The knight raised his head and saw the shadows on the deck growing longer and longer under the setting sun."
"Written by the popular author Nini herself, buy it quickly if you want it, otherwise it will be blocked! One Leo can buy eight copies!"
Monica held a pile of newspapers in both hands, selling them while moving quickly around the cathedral.
Behind her, several uniformed Crusaders were shouting and chasing after her.
"Give me one!" Someone waved from below.
"Okay! Which edition do you want? I recommend the one about the Mother Goddess Church. The scene where Mira slaps the prince to the ground is really cool!"
"One serving each."
"Wow, another boss who has stocked up a bunch of newspapers to read together. Actually, this is not recommended. It's more fun to read them every day~" Monica skillfully pulled out a stack of newspapers with four hands and handed them over.
"Thank you, Thirteenth Leo, this guest, Lord Lieutenant!?"
Monica opened her eyes wide and began to stutter. The person who took the newspaper was none other than the border earl of Castel, Hughes.
He flipped the newspaper with interest, and said softly, "Nini, and you, Monica, you are in trouble."
“Ugh!!”
The scales on Monica's tail stood up. She screamed and turned to escape, but found that the Crusader Army had surrounded her.
This place is a desperate situation! Xius sneered and retreated behind everyone. Monica looked around and a fierce look appeared on her face.
"You forced me to do this!"
Boom!!! The explosion was accompanied by smoke and dust. The Skitarii were choked and coughed. When the dust cleared, where was Monica? A burst of arrogant laughter came from outside the window: "Xius, you didn't expect this, right? This is my escape route!"
The scales on Monica's tail appeared slightly burnt, but upon closer inspection there were no real wounds.
The bodies of the Banshees are quite strong, and the scales on their tails have a defensive power comparable to that of armor.
So Monica developed a unique method of using directional explosives to accelerate the journey.
This technique was popular among the banshees who had a serious worship of the banshees, and the banshees particularly enjoyed the pleasure of being blown up into the sky.
The scale maintenance shop opened by Finnel had no business. The banshees even began to show off the charred marks on their tails. Some banshees who were timid and did not dare to blow themselves up would even deliberately paint their scales black. Finnel took the opportunity to launch a scale tanning project. Monica's laughter faded away. In a hurry, she did not pay much attention to her landing point. The crusaders looked at her in amazement as she fell into a pool.
"My Lord, it seems that's over there."
".It's a pool of freshly squeezed olive oil."
"Can a banshee swim in oil?"
The small banshee sank and floated in the oil several times, stretched out her six hands and struggled, and finally a string of bubbles gurgled up in the oil pool.
".All this olive oil belongs to Monica, and the money will be deducted from her salary."
Hughes covered his face as he looked at the chaotic street.
This is Castres' current state, full of life and energy.
Well, maybe a little too energetic.
The banshees brought news of Blood Harbor every day, printed it in newspapers, and delivered it to the islanders.
The Castel Daily News' reports tend to be neutral and the content is relatively general, mainly providing a channel for islanders to obtain information.
After Nini and her colleagues found that they could not get their manuscripts approved by the daily newspaper editor, Hughes, they very creatively decided to set up their own company and publish their own newspaper.
Facts have proved that their approach is very successful, and the sales volume crushed the daily newspaper published by Hughes. Unfortunately, it was soon banned by Hughes with a single order.
There is no way, the unofficial history they wrote is really too wild. And Galahad will be coming to the island soon.
The news from Blood Harbor is always delivered to Hughes' desk first, so he is always aware of the development of a series of events in Blood Harbor.
To be honest, it was a little beyond his expectations.
The Church of the Mother Goddess of Life and the High Priest Mira were the first times he had seen a cult other than the Fire Moths. It had to be said that he was quite surprised.
It's absurd that a group of cultists are sincerely caring about the hungry people at the bottom of society, but the prince and the nobles are piling up the food to rot.
Speaking of the prince, Hughes gradually frowned.
This person gave him a very strong sense of separation.
The means were decisive and ruthless, which Xiu Si could understand, but what he couldn't understand was what this person's goal was? From the perspective of Blood Harbor, everything he did was to maintain his rule, but if he raised his perspective a little and looked at it from the perspective of a lord, something was wrong.
It was a small matter that aroused Hughes's vigilance.
Blood Harbor is detaining passing ships.
As a lord, especially in a place like Blood Harbor that is based on maritime commerce, anyone who is not too stupid should know that this is a devastating blow to the city.
Without merchants and ships, what would Blood Harbor have left? How could it develop? The prince proved with his actions that he was not stupid, so his actions were very interesting.
He was forcibly overdrawing the future of Blood Harbor, and was willing to drag Blood Harbor into the abyss to enhance its current strength. Why? And his words at the farewell at the port, if you think about it carefully, there is something wrong.
He said he would start over everything - what did he start over?
Everything he did was to safeguard the interests of the ruling class. He said that it was meaningless to suppress cultists all the time, but he did not take any other action.
Is he just talking big, or is he doing something unknown? This is where the sense of disconnection comes from, his words and actions are completely inconsistent.
Judging from the details, he was a successful and traditional lord who was decisive in killing.
But if you put his actions together, Hughes always felt that he was planning some huge plan.
A plan that requires overdrawing the entire future of Blood Harbor, utilizing everything he can, and putting everything he has on the table.
Obviously, Castel was a huge variable in this plan, so even though the situation was chaotic, the prince sent Galahad to the island, as he wanted to learn more.
The same was true for Zeus. He always had a hunch that the prince would make some big noise, and he urgently needed to understand the details and find out what his neighbor was trying to do.
This contact is a good opportunity. Caster cannot be trapped on this small island forever, and Blood Harbor and the Duchy of Tis are places he cannot avoid if he wants to expand outward.
Start over again. (End of this chapter)
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