Light and Darkness, Pitt Michael [classic english novels .TXT] 📗

　　Roger had a swollen left eye, Kate's mouth was cracked, and only Franco had no scars. He was proud and pointed at the two of them all the way, which was ridiculous.

"Roger, as a magician, I don't see you put a magic. How can I always use a brute force to punch an axe. I have never seen a magician who loves and fights so hard. Wushuang xiu is not successful? If there is no skeleton wind moon, I think you have been cut into pieces of meat. Now using the machine crossbow, it is really shooting people to shoot horses first. But how blue eyes, it will not be in his own horse Hit it on the head. Alas, look at the magician, the girl who can't handle the fire around Opheroc, they all fly."

　　Roger was extremely dissatisfied: "Isn't it the magic used to summon Fengyue?"

Franco relentlessly retorted: "It's right to be magic. But have you played Fengyue now? Have you seen a magician who can't beat your own pet? And your skeleton is indeed strange. I haven't heard of any skeleton used. Scythe, let alone take off and kick people. You can only summon such a vicious skeleton."

When Kate saw Franco turned his head and stared at himself, he immediately preempted: "I know that when I fall down on the ground, I go up and beat harder. It's not a knighthood. But you, hiding behind your back and stabbing people's thighs may not be a noble. Practice?"

　　 Franco has no shame: "I don't stab at the place where the flesh is exposed, do I still pick the armor and can't get it? When I drink too much brandy, don't I?" Kate said.

　　 Several people saw that they were close to the top of the hill, and then they stopped quarreling with each other. For a moment, the humble and polite, gentle manner was able to deceive several people. Kate's face is serious, and her whole body reveals a sacred atmosphere; Franco's handsome and elegant liu, black hair scattered, reveals an artist's temperament. Even Rogge, a fat light on his fat face.

　　 It's a pity that everyone in Qiuding is superior in strength, and everyone has profound skills. He has already heard the conversation of several people in his ears.

　　 Ofirok was smiling, and the twelve round table knights all had strange expressions. Elysses was expressionless, but the black flame all over her body rose a few feet high, and countless twisted faces appeared in this hell flame.

　　 After the waves, there will always be a brief calm. The ice and silver fox did not react to this defeat. The Principality of Bavaria neither issued a statement nor took any further action, as if there was no war at all. Politics is always puzzling.

　　 The battle between the golden lion and the ice and silver fox quickly spread to all countries in the mainland, and is called the battle of lions and foxes. The golden lion knights of the army defeated the enemy three times with a crowd of 500, and only killed and injured 50 people. Within a day of the ice and silver fox, the four god foxes were either dead or captured, and all were wiped out. The four brigades of Bingfengxueyin killed 700 people and captured 800 people. Only more than 300 residual soldiers fled back to the Principality of Ron. After this campaign, the reputation of the Golden Lion Knights skyrocketed, and it was faintly ranked among the top ten knights in the mainland. Ofirok was considered to be the most promising man among the younger generations on the mainland.

　　However, even in the turbulent waves, there will be various bubbles, and where there is light, there will be darkness. After this campaign, the name of another mercenary group gradually entered people's vision.

　　 The "Dragon and Beauty" mercenary regiment is officially known to the world. The main reason is to kill the "butcher" Hart of Snow Fox. They are also very active in the battle of the lion and fox, but the specific deeds are not known because of the concealment of the intentional people. There are various versions of rumors in the neighborhood, the speaker does not take it seriously, and the listener does not care. After all, compared with the protagonists of the battle of the lion and fox, the dragon and the beauty mercenary group only play the role of green leaves and clowns. That's it.

　　 No matter how small the green leaves are, they also need sunlight and nutrients. The nutrients of a plant will naturally give priority to supplying the most dazzling flowers, and the green leaves only need to grow toward the roots and the deep soil to grow.

　　After the war, Roger and others got their wish to be closed in Saleburg. The ban was originally only a gain in reputation. For those who may not have inherited territory, such as Rogge and Et, it is equivalent to increasing their value. Lens, Franco, and Kate didn't matter.

There are two small towns and fourteen villages within the territory of Sellersburg, with a population of less than 5,000. It was originally a land of noble nobility. Thirty years ago, the last bloodline of this nobility died of illness here. The law of the Union is under the jurisdiction of the Principality of Bavaria. Before being occupied by Snow Fox, the annual tax payment of this impoverished land was no more than dozens of gold coins, which was not enough to cover the living expenses of an ordinary noble child for one year. Therefore, this little castle soon became a forgotten corner and gradually abandoned.

　　 But the discovery of that concentrate will change all that.

　　Fine iron ore is still essentially iron ore, but the grade is much higher, and high-quality steel can be directly smelted. Ordinary iron ore can only produce iron first, and then become steel. The quality of the smelted steel is often not too good. The blacksmith still needs to work hard to remove impurities and smelt into refined steel. After these many processes, although the price of concentrate iron ore is often more than ten times that of ordinary iron ore, the price of the high-quality weapons made is even cheaper.

　　 These aristocrats are a scumbag, but they are by no means prodigal aristocrats. On the contrary, they are all naturally sensitive to wealth. It's no wonder that things are grouped together and people are grouped together. Apart from Franco, several of them have had pocket money since childhood, but because they are nobles, they are used to luxury. The huge gap between greed and the gold coins in your pocket can only be bridged by your mind. The so-called attentiveness is learned, and after more than ten years, the noble scum has learned a lot of money-making methods.

　　At this moment, several noble scum were crowding in the low and overcast mine pit, watching the coolies open the mine.

　　Several coolies supported the iron braze, and the other coolies swung the iron hammer down and fell heavily on the iron braze, making a loud noise. After a few hammers, some of the original mines fell, and then the waiting coolies loaded these original mines into cloth bags and transported them out of the pit. Seeing the pieces of black ore shining down, Roger couldn't help but burst into bloom. "Wow!" A piece of raw ore fell out of the coolie bag and rolled to Roger's feet. A five-three-three thick supervisor raised the whip in his hand and screamed angrily: "Damn, dare to lazy me! Lao Tzu will not die today You, let me turn the Necromancer into a skeleton!"

　　 This time committed Roger's taboo, Fengyue was also inexplicably angry in the outside world. The fat man shouted, "Stop!"

　　 Supervisor Yang's arm stopped in midair, and hurried over to nod his head and bowed his waist: "What do you command?" Roger glanced at the trembling shivering on the ground. This coolie looks more than forty years old, skinny like wood, and looks no more plump than Fengyue. The wrinkles on the face are vertical and horizontal, and each wrinkle is filled with black mineral powder. A pair of dull, turbid eyes filled with fear. Ku Li only wore a linen shirt that could not see the original color, and several deep lash marks could be clearly seen on the bare skin. Rogge was undecided and waved his hand. The drudgery lifted the ore with great gratitude and walked hard outside the cave.

　　Roger leaned over to pick up the piece of ore, and gently twisted his white skin with his fingers. The fat face was so gentle and holy at the moment, and the supervisor on one side was stunned.

　　The hammer fell heavily on the iron braze. The hands of an elderly coolie brazed the brace. The gravel fell and a plume of blood ran down the tiger's mouth. The old coolie glanced at the supervising supervisor, gritted his teeth and clenched the iron brace, the hammer fell, and the pain caused his face to twitch. The old coolie narrowed his eyes and waited for the hammer to fall again, but he didn't wait. He opened his eyes strangely and saw a white cotton cloth in front of him. The old coolie looked up and saw Roger's gentle fat face. "Pad it," the fat man said softly. The old coolie hesitated for a long time before taking the cotton cloth with trembling hands, and the blood was immediately dyed with a few snow-red plums.

Rogge turned around, the smile on his face disappeared, and said sharply to the dumb supervisors: "There is no absolute need to whip these hard labor in the future!" After a pause, Roger looked up and down at this supervisor, straight Seeing him covered with cold hair, "This, this, Lord Lord will not be in love with me, what should I do? What should I do?" The supervisor gritted his teeth, "Fight, the future is important, as long as the eyes are closed... Roger stared strangely at the overseer who was gritting his teeth, throwing a sentence in the tone of an expert: "You are a little bone, it's a little bit worse to make a skeleton for the necromancer."

　　When several nobles drilled out of the pit, the sun was close to Xishan, and they had been in the pit unconsciously for most of the day. This refined iron ore is so important that a few nobles must take care of everything, and carefully observe each process. The darkness, humidity, noise and unpleasant smell can not be compared with the temptation of wealth. In the eyes of several nobles and scum, the dark ore is radiating golden light.

　　Several noble scum is very strange Roger's performance today, Franco is even more vicious suspect Roger injured his head in the battle. The fat man smiled and said nothing in his head: an old and intelligent voice: "Be kind to everyone who creates wealth for you." "Old man, I still have something useful left." The fat man thought viciously. .

In the legend of the mainland, there is a strong man named De Klerk who was mediocre from his childhood, but with his perseverance, he worked hard in the mountains for 80 years and finally became one of the few sword sages on the mainland at the age of 95. One. Three years later, De Klerk said to several disciples before his death: "I have nothing but swords in my life."

　　Noble scumbags' paranoia on wealth and Judgment of De Klerk's realm are similar, but the essence is the same. Since dealing with refined iron ore, elegance, art, temperament, and taste have all flown out of Jiutianyun. For a few days, the scumbags and the coolies have been fighting, and every link must be carefully observed. At sunset, when a few people gather in a small dining room, barbecue, bread and low-quality red wine are a meal. On the