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

He is not known for his strength. Although the weight of more than three hundred kilograms is not enough for a 7th-level fighter, he also blushed and thickened his neck while carrying the "Bound Soul". He tried his best to raise the "Bound Soul" over his head, Roger raised it, and hung it behind the horse, and Robsky exhaled. Seeing that this battle axe is quite delicate and exquisite, how could it be so important? Recalling that Rogge's hands waved as if he had no weight at all, Robersky's thoughts grew colder.

　　 It was at this moment that Roger looked at it with a meaningful look, and Robsky immediately felt as if he saw his soul, his teeth fighting, and he sat on the ground.

　　Roger smiled and turned to drive. Robertsky hurriedly mounted and followed. The two stunned the knight on the ground and walked away.

　　 Further forward to the only town in the Rivers family territory, the Rivers family is located on a small hill outside the town. The Rivers Family House is a white, two-story Georgian building with a history of more than three hundred years. White lattice windows, a quaint and large foyer, and a neatly trimmed lawn in front of the building have always been Roger's favorites.

　　 The two men walked slowly into the town.

　　The lively town in Roger's memory was long gone.

　　 The whole town is dark, messy and rundown. The townspeople looked at Roger and Robsky with expressionless lines. Roger's hand was holding the reins, and his knuckles were a bit white because of too much force. The fine leather refined horse reins groaned under his hands, twisted, and the cracks spread quietly. Roger didn't realize it, just wanted to find a place in memory that he used to be familiar with.

　　 Roger silently stopped in front of a two-story red brick building. The small building was already ruined, the oak door was tightly closed, the red paint on it had been cut off, and a copper metal bracket was nailed next to the door, which had been rusted in the wind and rain. The cold wind blew through, and several copper rings still hanging on it made a jingle sound, but the signboard that should have been hung on the copper ring had nowhere to go. Rogge rolled off his horse, gently stroking the oak door, and whispered to Robsky: "This was the only tavern in the town. I fell in love with it when I was five, and left until I was fifteen. Home, this has always been the place I am most willing to come.” Clever as Robertsky, naturally knowing that it is not appropriate to talk at this time, just accompanied with a long sigh.

　　Roger raised his hand and was about to knock on the door. There was a sudden disturbance on the other side of the town, mixed with a few girls screaming. Rogge rolled over and drove in that direction, and Robsky followed closely.

　　 On the edge of the small central square, there is a small two-story building. Several guards'knights' were picking up a young girl with hands tied up, and the first one was drinking to an old man: "Give you three days! You can't pay taxes, it's really old! If it weren’t for Mr. Blank who took care of your granddaughter, he would have hung you on the square! When Mr. Blank put it down, when did the town pay the tax and when did you bring your granddaughter home!"

　　 The smile on the face of Roger was gone, he stopped the horse 15 meters away and waved to Robsky. Robsky had long been waiting for this opportunity of loyalty. He immediately pulled his sword and rushed up, shouting: "Give me a hand! If you want to catch someone, you must ask us Lord Roger!" For a moment, I saw that Robesky's clothes were ordinary (I haven't had time to put on the "Dragon and Beauty" knight standard equipment), but the Rogge armor on the side was bright, and the mount was beautiful, like a big man, I was a little more careful. Start playing if you don't come up.

　　Robsky's mouth shouted to stop, but the long sword was not idle, brushing two swords, two guard knights with swords in their wrists, and weapons falling to the ground. Robersky wiped the throat of the knight who had grasped the girl with a sword, and the man was so scared that his ass was pissing and he planted it immediately. Robsky patted the horse's butt with a sword. The horse carrying the girl trot all the way to Roger. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, the girl had her blonde hair scattered, like a golden waterfall hanging over her shoulders, and the worn clothes on her body could not conceal the breath of youth. The girl's skin was crystal clear, her petite little nose twitched constantly, and a pair of blue eyes were full of tears, like a helpless lamb in the wind and rain.

　　Rogg looked at the girl carefully, and suddenly called: "You are Lilith!" The girl tried to identify through the dim tears for a long time, but still did not recognize it. Luo Gexin broke the twine that bound the girl and smiled: "I am Brother Luo Ge, have you forgotten?"

"Ah!" the girl yelled, apparently remembering, and looked at Roger doubtfully: "Why are you dressed like this, like a good person?" With Roger's thick skin, he could not help but blush. . When Roger left home, Lilith was only ten years old. Since childhood, Roger hasn't done anything about pulling her braids.

　　 At this time, Robeskey was attacking the headed "Knight", and the rest of the guards "Knight" had fallen to the ground, unable to moan. Rogge's eyes were hurt, and he had already seen that these people were not hurt, but pretended to be dead. When it comes to pretending to be dead, it is also a common trick of the "Dragon and Beauty" Knights. But the ‘dragon and beauty’ knight pretends to die, in order to attack behind him, these ‘knights’ pretend to die, just to avoid misfortune. Although they all pretend to be dead, they can never be confused. The headed knight still has two sons, and actually stood up to these times, and he did not fall even after putting up seven or eight swords.

　　Roger got impatient, raised his hand and drew a magic symbol in the air, the symbol flashed immediately, and a flash of lightning suddenly burst out, splitting on the'knight'. This is just an ordinary low-level lightning magic, but it is more and more used by the Roger who understands the use of mental power. The accurate head is very different, and it is being split on the knight's head. The knight was originally wearing a leather helmet, but just for the majesty, he nailed a few shiny rivets. At this moment a dark smoke came out of the helmet slowly, and the knight sat straight on the horse, and had fainted.

　　Roger remembered the old man who had fallen to the ground. He dismounted and lifted it up. He was indeed the old mayor he knew. The old man also recognized Rogge, trembling and unable to speak for a while. Five years later, the old man seems to be more than ten years old. Rogge and Lilith helped the old man to the house and gave the old man a few sips of water. Then the old man calmed down and slowly revealed the whole story.

　　 It turned out that a year and a half ago, Old Rivers' brother Brown suddenly came here with his two sons, Blank and George. Brown was also a knight, and barely crossed the threshold of nobility. Somehow, the old Rivers obeyed this younger brother Brown, a year ago he gave all the power of the territory management to Brown and his son. Since then, Brown and his son have brought more than 30 followers on the ground of protecting safety. In order to support these ‘knights’ and ‘warriors’, the Rivers family’s expenditures have increased sharply. Later, Brown first announced an increase in the income tax rate in the territory, and levied a ‘safety tax’. Later, a variety of tax types came into being. In the end, each household was taxed almost nine times, and still couldn’t satisfy the greed of the father and son. The townspeople had petitioned the old Rivers, but the old Rivers ignored it, and turned it over to Brown. The result was that the first few townspeople were hung in the plaza after being whipped. If it were not for their lives, I was afraid that Brown would always hang them down.

　　 Speaking of sadness, Lilith sobbed all around, and the green muscles on Roger's face appeared faintly. Seeing that the old man's spirit was getting weaker, Roger ordered Lilith to take care of Grandpa only, and not to worry about other things. Seeing that the old man was already on the wall, he ordered Robsky to leave all the bacon and bread for dry food before leaving the house.

Robsky followed behind Roger and saw him frown deeply, unable to help but say: "Adult, in fact, as is the case in your territory, this is not the only one. Now it is almost the same in the entire southeast of the League, the leaders But it’s more hungry and less hungry. Otherwise, the villain can’t gather 200 brothers in a short time.”

　　 "Oh?" Roger raised his eyebrows and said, "You tell me, why is that?"

"Adult. According to the laws of the Union, the succession of the noble knighthood is easy. After the death of a duke, in addition to the hereditary knighthood, there are often a few more hereditary counts, and so on. Many. The Alliance has been stable for decades, and there have been no major disturbances in the South. There are only a lot of nobles. The nobles’ families have become more popular, and their living standards will never be lowered. The extra expenses will not be paid to the leaders. Who should I ask for? If there are many nobles, the number of territories has not increased, so the life of these territories is slowly struggling, but it is not accidental. Lord, your territories have not starved to death, it is not the worst. ."

Roger said in silence for a long time: "Prosperity of the territory is the source of wealth. If these leaders do not have overnight surplus food, what is the use of setting the tax rate higher? For example, this entry tax is certain, and it can be blackmailed in the first two days. A sum of money, but who will come to do business in the future? This last cow is also killed. What do these nobles eat in the future? Not the same to starve to death? Moreover, the leaders have no way to live, they really don’t Will it be rebellious?"

Robertsky sighed: "The villain has spoken bluntly. Among the nobles, as far-sighted as adults, I am afraid that there are not many people in the entire league. In the eyes of the nobility, the leaders are afraid that their status is not much different from that of pigs and cows. . As long as the wine is in sight, where will most nobles control the life and death of the leaders? Who would worry that some livestock will rebel?"

　　 "Hey! After eating all the deer on the prairie, the lion will eventually starve to death. I remember that in many books, reading is not aristocratic fashion, how can it seem that few people understand it?"

　　 "Spoken villains bluntly, the aristocrats read popular poems and commented on literary art. As adults read The Biography of Power Ministers, the villain saw it for the first time."