Greldo City is located more than 300 kilometers north of the imperial capital, and there are not many troops that I have seen on weekdays.

　　 The last time Count Redmara mobilized his army to attack the northern border in more than ten years passed through the city of Greerdor.

　　 Except for that time, the most they have seen are the town guards and garrisons in the city.

　　 Although the garrisons are known as elite divisions, and in their eyes, the army masters do look brave and good at fighting, but they are not as powerful as the army masters in front of them.

　　 Even if I didn't see their front, I could tell from the back, what kind of strong muscles and muscles were wrapped in the iron armor of the whole body, and the bulging iron armor of the face stretched out a little shape.

　　 What makes them even more eye-opening is the iron armor worn by these military men.

　　Greldo City is a prosperous commercial city. Naturally, these petty bourgeoisie have a lot more knowledge than the serfs who are struggling to farm in the countryside.

　　 It is well known how expensive steel is. It has not been so exaggerated in the past few years. Although a set of iron armor is several times more expensive than in the past, you can still buy ten gold coins.

　　 But now, in this area of ​​Greerdor City anyway, it takes several silver coins to even buy a poor quality iron pot made of pig iron.

　　 It needs to be made of fine steel. It is conceivable how expensive the iron armor that consumes countless iron materials.

　　 "Oh hello, one piece of iron armor on these army masters can't be thirty gold coins? Tsk tusk tusk, this grand prince really has a lot of money!"

　　 A middle-aged citizen dragged a lame leg and scratched the door crack and looked out quietly.

　　 "Is it that expensive?" His son was lying under him, also leaning against the door, and he was unavoidably amazed when he heard his father's words.

　　 Speaking of this, this citizen can be regarded as enthusiastic. In the early years, he was also a mercenary with some ability. When he was a boy, he carried a rotten sword into the mercenary group and started a business of licking blood on the knife edge.

Of course, saying that mercenaries are actually no different from caravan guards. At that time, the empire was unified, and the nobles were suppressed by the old emperor and dared not move. Even private wars could not happen, and their group of mercenaries did not. A place to be useful.

　　 followed countless caravans traveling north and south for more than ten years, and was shot in the knee by a hunting crossbow while escorting goods on a remote road, and suffered from a lame problem.

　　 Fortunately, he has saved two gold coins over the years, spent money to buy some family properties in the city, and married a wife and children, finally ending his barely legendary career.

　　 Having traveled north and south for so many years, he is considered to have a lot of insight, and he knows how expensive and sophisticated this outfit is.

　　 In the eyes of others, maybe this is just a group of soldiers wearing heavy iron armor, but he can understand that if he was with the original mercenary squad of more than ten people, he would not even be an opponent of the three soldiers...

　　 He could see, he could understand, these soldiers are after all elites tempered on the battlefield, and that kind of contempt for life cannot be pretended.

　　 At the same time, he looked at the long sword hanging on the wall at home and couldn't help sighing.

　　 The price of steel is already so expensive. Now even if he sells his not-so-sophisticated long sword, it is estimated that he can't buy it without two or three gold coins.

　　 Now within the scope of the empire, the price of steel has been abnormally expensive, you know, twenty gold coins can buy a baronial territory in the north!

　　 Even in other affluent areas, a baronian only has thirty or forty gold coins. Now that one baronian can get a set of iron armor?

　　 What do the residents in Greerdo do not care about the army under his command, Lena, under the **** of the soldiers, he successfully reached the city hall, where the mayor of Yobella handles government affairs.

　　 After simply flipping through the basic data of the city, he asked the Mayor of Yobella to announce that the city had changed its owner, and asked his soldiers to go door-to-door to inform them in place.

　　 These soldiers knocked on the doors of the residents with Lena's orders in groups.

　　 Faced with the five big, thick and heavily armed soldiers, the citizens who were knocked on the door were panicked.

　　 They all thought that the money they had collected didn't work. The grand prince from the north still had to burn and loot for more money.

　　 In order to collect the 6,000 gold coins, these citizens and merchants also gave a lot of blood.

　　Those big businessmen have strong capital, but no matter how strong the capital is, they are only a group of businessmen in the final analysis. They are already one of the largest group of businessmen in this country, but their net worth is only six or seven hundred gold coins.

　　 In order to save their lives, each of them gave one-third of their property to Rainer, even the residents of the city.

　　 Just when they wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, begging these soldiers to save their lives after taking away their last wealth, they went beyond everyone's expectations.

　　 Although they knocked on the door of the room, they did not commit any crime to the people inside. They left after leaving the sentence "Now you are the Great Duke of the North, the subjects of the future Emperor Rainer".

　　 This makes many people confused, and they are all ready to be robbed, but it ends like this?

　　 However, it is always good for these people not to grab their own things, and they gradually let go of their vigilance.

　　 Even some more courageous businessmen actually reopened their business on the same day.

The citizens who established 　　 were also surprised to find that the security of Greerdor today is so good that there is not even a thief.

　　 Rainer made some repairs in the city of Greerdor, and the group of people marched down continuously, which caused a great loss of physical strength. Resting, resting, replenishing energy, and relaxing is the kingly way.

　　 The little emperor in the imperial capital couldn't contain the anxiety and fear in his heart at this time, and started a certain way to help himself.

　　 He no longer intends to seek the opinions of court officials, because a piece of news that he is not of Morandian ethnicity has caused many people to leave Germany~lightnovelpub.net~ The little emperor cannot feel safe.

　　 For this, he has racked his brains and tried everything possible.

　　 In the end, he found his mother who was imprisoned and asked her to prove in front of everyone that he was the only biological son of Emperor Kafet.

　　The queen who has no rights can only be at the mercy of the little emperor. Under such compulsion, the last bit of affection between mother and child is almost exhausted.

"It won't do anything! They won't believe it! What if they believe it? Can Reiner go back with the army?" The queen is always sober, but the little emperor is almost crazy. .

　　 In order to save the last trace of the situation, he has almost lost his mind, trying to catch the last illusory life-saving straw.

　　 After the queen endured humiliation and mocking eyes in front of everyone, and proved the blood of the little emperor, the news spread quickly with his help.

　　 However, this does not seem to have any effect.

　　 On the contrary, the queen felt the endless humiliation that day. The adultery was placed in front of everyone, and she had to come forward to explain in person how this made her not ashamed.

　　 The others had their own ideas after listening to the explanation. Sir Dallor couldn't help but sighed in pain after listening, "Your Majesty has made another move!"

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