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The performance in the square was unexpectedly perfect, and many viewers even booked their seats for the next show in advance. In less than a month, the "Asia" troupe became very popular throughout the Holy Malaga Empire. Often when a new drama is released, people who get the news will flock to it from all over the empire. And Hasvi's economic level has also been brought to a historical peak.
While the stars of the troupe are still feeling incredible about our troupe¡¯s achievements today, a conspiracy against me and my friends is slowly unfolding.
Today is the second month since we came to Hathaway, and it is also the third month since I came to this world. The performance in Church Square has also reached its fifth performance.
It¡¯s 7 o¡¯clock in the evening at Hathway, and everyone and I are preparing for that night¡¯s performance backstage in the square.
"Is Mr. DuBoer here?" Bishop Marga's secretary, Terry, suddenly appeared in the background.
"Sir Terry, what brought you here? Didn't you sell any tickets?" I thought Terry was here to ask for tickets.
Terry ignored my joke and pulled me aside mysteriously.
"Lord DuBoer, you have been accused!"
"What?!" I doubted my ears.
"Earlier today, Bishop Marga and Lord Silent Richard received an indictment against you at the same time. Do you want to know what the accusation is against you?" Terry hesitated, and I quickly took it out of my pocket. A silver coin. Terry pretended to decline, then accepted with satisfaction.
"Someone accused you of offending the dignity of knights! It's absolutely true! I swear to the Holy Archangel." After speaking, Terry drew an oath seal on his chest.
"Who is accusing me? Why?"
Terry looked around and said in a low voice: "It's the owner of the Big Tank Tavern - Fatty Barenci!"
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"Damn fat man! I don't want to live anymore! What are you talking about? Let's see if this knight doesn't kill him!" Stanton, who had just returned to his residence after the performance, couldn't hold back his anger and shouted loudly.
"That's right, people usually think he is very honest, but I didn't expect him to be so bad! Disgusting!" Yifa echoed.
I took a sip of the juice handed over by Bitril (Bitril, with the help of Montetel, made the juice better and better.) and said:
"Barensi's accusation is well-founded. I did shave both of your beards. And you two are indeed knights now."
For better makeup and styling, I asked Beatle to shave off Stanton and the messy beard. So I spent three nights sharpening my razor.
"According to the laws of the empire, a man's beard must not be shaved under any circumstances, and the beard is regarded as a symbol of one's power and dignity. Shaving the beard is tantamount to beheading." Montetier said seriously.
"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have lost my brother's and grown-up's beard" Bitril was very sad and cried softly.
"It's not your fault, Bitril, it's all my bad idea. Hey, at worst, I'll stay in a "cheap hotel" for a few days." I wanted to comfort Bitril, but I didn't expect the girl to cry even harder.
"It's not that simple. According to the law, shaving a civilian's beard can be regarded as murder. What's more, Stanton and Yifa are now quasi-knights." This guy Montetier simply doesn't care about the timing and dares to say anything. explain.
Hearing what this guy said, Bitril rushed out of the room crying. I quickly motioned for Stanton to go out and have a look, for fear that the little girl would not be able to think about it for a while.
"Montetier, why don't you take a look at the situation? You're not afraid of scaring Bili, a little girl." I was a little annoyed.
"What time is it now! Do you know that it is possible that you will be beheaded or hanged?" Not to be outdone, Montetier stood up in excitement.
Yes, maybe I will be sentenced to death tomorrow. I have seen the high efficiency of the Holy See.
"Master Diboer, how about we run away tonight? I will accompany you to become a robber, okay?"
Montetier and I both looked at him with disdain.
"I'm a little strange? It stands to reason that Fatty Valenci also got a lot of benefits from the troupe, and he didn't get a share of the square performance. Why did he need to kill us?"
After listening to Montetier¡¯s words, I seemed to understand something:
"Montetier! How much income do we get from these performances?"
"The net income is about 2 gold coins per game, what's wrong?"
"That's right." I patted Montetier's shoulder and motioned for him to sit down.
"2 gold coins per game, eyeThere are a lot of red people! I think there must be allies in Valencia. Don't forget that I am a nobleman, and Balenci has not dared to sue me yet. There must be someone behind him, and it's not an ordinary person. "
Montetier agreed with my analysis and said:
"No matter who Balenci is allied with now, we must first find a way to let you pass tomorrow's level."
"Well, let's call everyone here. By the way! I'll send you along the way to invite Lady Marga." I quickly made arrangements.
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"Mr. Marga said she can't come because he is the chief judge tomorrow." I had to tell everyone in frustration.
¡°What should we do? How about we kill Fatty Barenci? Without the plaintiff, it¡¯s up to them to decide the verdict!¡± Stanton said.
"Thanks for your imagination, do you think people don't know that we did it?" Montetier immediately gave up this guy's ridiculous idea.
"What should we do? Are we all waiting here to die?" Stanton is quite unfair.
what to do? I held the razor in my hand and played with it, feeling mixed emotions. Originally, I was very proud of myself for making this thing, but unexpectedly it caused a big disaster.
"Hey! Isn't this the dagger we seized from the mysterious man in black robe? Show me!" Montetier had a sharp eye.
"I remember that Fatty Valenci also had one. By the way, it's the same, and the scabbard also has this mark." Montetier pointed to a ring-shaped mark for us to see.
"Men in black robes? Balenci? Men in black robes? Are they a group?" I said.
"Although we can't prove that they are a group with this sword, we can use this to make Fatty Valensi a defendant! According to imperial law, the defendant has no right to sue anyone." As soon as Montetier spoke, Everyone's eyes lit up.
"But I am also the defendant. You and I are both involved, so you can't accuse him?" I immediately realized something was wrong.
"I know someone who can accuse him?" Montether said leisurely.
"Who!" Stanton said all the way, and Bitril and I stood up at the same time.
"Silent Richard!"
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Late at night, Montetier and I rushed to the castle. We took out the remaining daggers and successfully persuaded Lord Silent Richard to open a case for investigation. In the early hours of the morning, the fat man Barensi was pulled out of the hot bed by the soldiers.
Of course I did not attend the trial the next day because the plaintiff became the defendant. However, Fatty Valensi was also released a few days later, because his dagger was later confirmed to have been picked up from outside the city. (At that time, a well-made dagger could be sold for 1 gold coin.) However, as evidence of malicious concealment, Fatty Balenci was found guilty, fined 2 gold coins, and lost legal protection for life (that is to say, he could not in any way No reason to accuse anyone in any form) At the same time, the charges against me by Fatty Valenci were also unconditionally dropped. The "Asia" troupe and I finally escaped.
While everyone is cheering and celebrating the end of this matter, I announce that the "Asia" Theater Company will be temporarily closed until further notice when it will resume.
This was decided after careful discussion and consideration between Montetier and I. Before I find out the forces behind Fatty Valenci, I don¡¯t want to put everyone at risk anymore. Maybe the next conspiracy will be against all of us. Moreover, at this time, the money for buying a horse for Yilufa was almost collected, and it was time to devote all his efforts to training.
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I rode "Vekia's Sunshine" and rode Montetier all the way, and finally arrived at the black market near Visport: "Half Day" village at sunset.
"Banri" village was not originally called this name, it was just an ordinary fishing village. But after being accidentally discovered by pirates, it became a distribution center for all kinds of shady goods.
¡°Banri¡± Village is not big, and there is only one road from entering to leaving the village. Various bars and stalls line both sides of the street. Although it was already nighttime, it seemed like the place had just begun to wake up.
Montetier and I got off our horses and walked leisurely in front of the various products. There are indeed many things here, many of which I have never seen before. For example, the house in front of me has a skull sign.
"Hi, Montetier. What is this for sale? Why is there nothing at the door, just a skull sign?" I stood there curiously, looking around.
"Hey, keep your voice down, don't let people think you are a newbie, that will be very troublesome." He Montetier reminded me cautiously.
"Oh, you mean the house with the skull hanging on it? That's where assassinations, arrests, and espionage missions are issued."
"Let's go in and have a look."I was full of curiosity, so I left the horse in a nearby bar, and then dragged Montether and I into the skeleton house.
The house is not big, with lists of tasks posted on three walls. There is a bar-like table in the middle, and a middle-aged man is sitting there.
I looked at those tasks and found that they all used code words. Except for time and bounty, I basically couldn¡¯t understand them.
"Hi. DuBoer, let's go, there's nothing to see." Montetier walked around and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute, I have to send a task." After saying that, I strode towards the middle stage.
I briefly talked about my desire to find Xiu Ting and Fat Ball, and the man asked me to fill out a form, indicating the expiration date of the task, the appearance, age, and height of the person I was looking for, as well as the amount of the reward, etc.
I filled out the form and handed it to the man. The man asked me to pay 10 silver coins, leave my contact address, and then ignored me. I wanted to ask when the results would be available, but the guy didn't speak at all and just closed his eyes to concentrate. I wanted to say something else, but Montether pulled me out the door.
"Hey, Montetier, what are you doing? I have something else to say." I asked puzzledly.
"DiBoer, if you keep talking, people will know that you are a novice and steal your money, do you understand?"
"Then if he just takes money and doesn't do anything, then I've been fooled." I think it's better to ask more clearly.
"Don't worry, these middlemen are reputable. At least your money won't be in vain." Montetier looked like a veteran at this.
"Okay." I held it and tried to see how I felt, and continued to look for horses.
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We wandered around for a long time and finally found two "Kenster Plateau Horses" at the end of the village. I asked about the price and it almost scared me to death.
"20 gold coins per horse. No bargaining!" the horse dealer said, looking at us with his one eye.
Montetier and I looked at each other. No, I've already changed my clothes when I went out. Why does this guy still treat me like a villain?
"10 gold coins per horse, this is the highest price I can offer!" I pretended to be very knowledgeable.
"Two horses for 10 gold coins! If you don't sell them, I'll buy them!" Montetier ignored my surprise and said nonchalantly.
"Your two horses seem to be sick, right? They look like they can't even stand up. How dare you ask for 20 gold coins?"
I think Montetier may have suffered from heat stroke.
"You're talking nonsense! If you don't buy it, get out!" the one-eyed dragon said, but he was still busy checking his horse.
Montetier touched me lightly.
"Let's go, DuBoer."
"Where are you going? Not buying a horse?" I wondered if I heard wrong.
"I won't buy the one with 20 gold coins today, but I will buy the one with 5 gold coins tomorrow." After saying that, Montetier laughed strangely.
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I was dubious and settled down in the "Banri" village with Montetier. The one-eyed dragon selling horses really came the next morning.
The one-eyed dragon first said that he could not see Taishan with his eyes, that he looked down on others, and then he directly agreed to sell me the horse for 10 gold coins as I said. I thought it was within the budget and was about to agree when Montetier stopped me. He paid the price back to 3 gold coins per horse, and specified that he wanted the strongest horse. I thought the one-eyed dragon was going to go berserk, but he asked Montetier to give him more. He lost 3 gold coins.
After Cyclops¡¯ hard work for a long time, Montetier finally agreed. The deal was completed with 5 gold coins and a pair of spurs were given as a gift.
On the way back to Hasvi, I was puzzled. Why did the price drop from 20 gold coins to 5 gold coins in just one day? Just as he was about to ask, he saw Montetier stopped by the roadside and feeding the horse something.
"Hey, Montetier, what are you doing?"
"It's nothing, I'm giving this guy good food." Montetier said.
"Did you drug this guy yesterday while we were not paying attention?" I had already guessed half of it.
"Don't make me look like a profiteer. Who dared that one-eyed dragon to offer 20 gold coins without even offering a counter-offer?"
"Would the other horse die? You didn't give him the antidote." I couldn't bear it.
"No way! It'll be fine after today. I'm afraid this guy won't be able to run away later, so I'll feed him some beans in advance."
"Bean?" Montetier is so good at pretending. I smiled and hurried forward on my horse.
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