Soul of Burning Steel

It was a thin blond young man with a pair of gold glasses. He looked very elegant. He was standing in a daze at the back door of a pub. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head subconsciously, and then saw it. Joshua, he was a little at a loss at first, but after reacting, he laughed excitedly-but before the blond youth could say hello, a hand like a metal clamp pinched his throat.

　　 "Chris, I didn't expect to see you here."

He lifted the blond young man with one hand and pressed it heavily against the wall of the alley. With a turn of his right hand, Joshua plunged the spear into the ground, showing a kind smile: "It's been a long time. How have you been? ?"

　　 "Hmm—cough cough—"

　　 "Oh, forget you can't talk like this." Joshua relaxed a little bit.

　　 "Ah...cousin, what are you doing."

　　 The blond young man named Chris had his blushing face returned to normal a little bit. Although he was pinched by his neck, he didn't seem very scared: "No need to do this to me as soon as we meet, right?"

　　 "With the word cousin, even if we have a good relationship without killing you on the spot." Joshua was not moved at all: "I don't want to think about what your father did."

　　 As the conversation said, the blond young man Joshua met in the alley was his cheap uncle’s son and his cousin, Chris Radcliffe.

　　 is really lucky, he is a little doubtful whether it is a trap.

　　 "Even so, our relationship is not so bad."

　　 The blond young man tried to defend: "At least you shouldn't look like you're going to kill me as soon as you meet."

　　 After hearing these words, Qiao Xiuya couldn't help but nodded. In fact, this cousin and Qiao Xiu had a good relationship. The two of them played together in the snow when they were young, and they had a lot of brotherhood.

　　 But even so, he still didn't let go.

"No matter what the previous relationship was, Chris, we haven't had any friendship since your father planned to grab the title." He said very simply, and Joshua didn't bother to care about why Chris was here. He Two requests were made straightforwardly: "Just right, now you have to tell me how many guards there are in the lord's mansion, and who is the helping hand behind your father, give you ten seconds, and wait for me to kill you if you don't know it. "

After 　　, he stared at the eyes of his cousin and began to count down: "10."

Staring at Joshua, the blue pupils behind Chris's glasses shrunk, and his head is covered in cold sweat. He is not stupid. You can see that Joshua is serious-if you don't get the answer you want in ten seconds, this is merciless. The guy will undoubtedly disregard the past friendship and decisively chop off his neck bone.

"There are twenty-four guards in the lord's mansion, fifteen silver is low, six silver is high, and three silver is high." Decisively reporting what he knew, the blond young man was in desperate situation and said quickly in a cold sweat: "Behind the scenes. I don’t know how to help, but there is a guess-yes, in fact, I don’t support seizing the title at all. I sneaked out!"

Speaking of this, Chris speaks extremely fast, afraid of being interrupted by Joshua: "Look, my brother, I was very happy when I met you at first, and I believe you can see that I do and They are not in the same group!"

"…makes sense."

No one would lie in this situation. Qiao Xiuya's expression softened a little, but his hands were still not loose: "But even so, it is more convenient for me to take you as a hostage than to force it. If I will be injured by mistake, Blame your father."

　　 "Wait a minute! The mastermind of the title this time is not my father at all. He is just a pawn. It is impossible for those real black hands to take my life seriously!"

Realizing that Joshua didn’t immediately break his neck, Chris took a sigh of relief, but when he heard the next sentence, he suddenly became anxious: “If you think about it, my father’s son was not a nobleman. , How could it be possible to learn the news of the uncle's death so soon?"

Speaking of this, the blonde youth’s eyes were very serious: “On the second day after the uncle’s death, a large group of people suddenly appeared and surrounded my house. They negotiated with their father for a long time, and then they set off together-but neither I nor me My father didn't believe in this group of people. There was no good thing for free in this world. My escape last night was also because of my father's suggestion and indulgence. Otherwise, with my black iron level strength, how could I leave quietly? "

　　 "But anyway, he definitely wants to be an earl."

Qiao Xiuya let go, put Chris down, and then shook his head amidst the coughing of the blond young man: "If he doesn't want to be, no one will come over. Even if he is used as a chess piece, he must be willing. Is used."

　　 At this point, he would sit on the ground and Chris pulled up and asked seriously: "You said you have some guesses about the origins of those people, so tell them all."

　　 "Wilson's house."

He touched the neck with obvious strangulation and straightened his glasses. Chris' tone was a little afraid, but very clear. He resolutely said: "The four great earls in the North, and only Wilson collar has the motivation to attack you. , They are a forging family that manages fine weapons and magic accessories, but because of the lava pool, there are more and more dwarves in Moldavia. Although the magic accessories are not affected, the weapons are being suppressed in all aspects. This is straightforward. Interest disputes."

　　 "It's really boring."

Joshua feels that this reason is inseparable. Moldavia has had a good relationship with dwarves through the ages, so finishing ore is the main industry, but recently, as the number of dwarf blacksmiths willing to accept employment has increased, they have also begun to try to forge and sell weapons and armor. Field, this undoubtedly affected the Wilson family's business.

　　 There are not many ways to make money in the North. Although it is boring, the reason is enough for the Wilson family to do it—that is, only earl-level nobles can come up with dozens of silver knights and hundreds of soldiers.

　　 If Moldavia were not facing the Kuroshio Tide, and the main force was in the Black Forest Fortress, Joshua could actually pull out a hundred silver knights, but now, he can only face the enemy alone.

Thinking of this, Joshua suddenly asked curiously: "Chris, you seem to dislike your father's decision very much. You know, even if it is used as a chess piece, it is also the title of the earl. Wait until your father really succeeds. Success, even the Wilson family can't really control it, at most it is to regain market share-don't you want to be an earl in the future?"

　　 "Not everyone wants to be a nobleman, Joshua." With a sigh, the blond young man pushed his glasses and shook his head helplessly: "Everyone has his own pursuit."

"I like alchemy, I like business, and I like a relaxed and leisurely life-life in the North is too hard, unlike the peaceful south, where the sky is cold and there is no one inhabited, and there is a dark tide every winter, and I Neither is the strength of my father. I can't lead a team to kill the mighty monsters, and come here to be a noble, it is better to be a civilian in the south.

Speaking of this, Chris’ expression was very serious, and he sighed to Joshua: "Listen, UU reading www.uukanshu.com I have a fiancee in the south, and I have my own alchemy laboratory. Here, except for a hometown. Nothing. Nobles are privileges and responsibilities—I was so crazy that I wanted to fight the Kuroshio before I came here, and then explore the mountains. I didn’t have anything to play. I can be a noble in a place where bears can be cold in winter!"

　　Joshua: "...Listening to what you said, I suddenly didn't want to compete with your father for the title."

Chris is telling the truth. For Joshua who grew up here, the Northland Mountains are indeed a beautiful scenery, but for Chris, who has lived in the south of the prosperous empire since he was a child, whether it is here The atmosphere or the humanities here are really not right with him-a coming-of-age ritual is to kill bears empty-handed, and it is impossible to do it in a fighting race site where you are embarrassed to greet people. How does he live as a gentle alchemist?

　　 "All in all, cousin, I fully support you in this matter." Chris pretended not to hear Joshua's words, and his expression was cold: "If you succeed, then my father will do what you want."

　　 "It doesn't matter if you kill it?"

"It wasn't me who killed it. In fact, he betrayed my mother, but I only have a son. Our relationship is nothing more." Chris didn't seem to be joking: "Of course, it's best to look at the same blood. Keep him alive."

　　 "You treat your father like this? You really are a son..."

Talking and laughing, Joshua’s eyes were extremely cold. In the question and answer that Chris had just cooperated with, he silently drew the short knife he had grabbed from his waist, then turned around and slammed towards the end of the alley. Throw it in a corner shadow!

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