Heimarian Odyssey

In the palace, the flame curtain has long since dissipated, but the king is still there as a statue, quietly now. “Cough cough…Prince is still so young and energetic.” An old man said to the right of the king now. He is the magician who just supported the flame curtain. In this country, only people of his status and stage can be so casual. Speak next to the king.

“Ai, I owe him (her).” The king sighed, “Excuse me, you are old.” After that, he said to the old man cup one fist in the other hand.

“It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter, the old man is too old to fight and kill the enemy. The old man is also very happy to serve the king.” Old Demon said.

“Well, send the master back to the tower.” The king said to Knecht on the left and right.

“Yes.” A Knecht walked out, helping Old Demon mage to leave. In Faustin, every senior magic apprentice, after serving the kingdom for a certain number of years, the kingdom will fund the magician to build a magic tower, which is the lifelong dream of every low-level magician.

After the Master Old Demon left, this great palace where the king was located, at this time, apart from Knecht and the maid beside the king, only the king was left. “Sophia, I can only do this step.” Only 40 years old King Faustin, a wise king who was just in his prime, looked like an old man with a haggard sigh. Sophia, the last queen, the king’s lifelong love, is also the mother of Angelina and Kensell.

“The children are all grown up.” The king recalled that when Prince was furious, a large group of soldiers swarmed around Prince and pointed at the generals. He already knew that his eldest son had at least completely controlled it. Lion Legion.

The lion Legion is Faustin’s trump card Legion. He controls the lion Legion and almost controls Faustin’s army. That woman has been running around the royal capital and the minister of finance all these years. Why is it not her own throne so that her son can inherit.

What she didn’t know was that Faustin’s economy had been broken through the years of war. Except for those aristocrats who had a solid foundation, how much of them were able to help her son win the throne. Now the most valuable thing in this country is The frontline of the 100 strong army, the army is Faustin’s most precious and most powerful force. And Kensell Prince, who is now one of the power controllers of this power, his little son, what will he fight with his big brother in the future.

Even if he has an uncle who is one of the great lord of the niche alliance, remember that it is one of Faustans, who has greatly increased his national power after absorbing the Shalor territory, not only the great lord, but the entire niche The alliance must bow to Faustin!

The king believed in the abilities of Prince Kensell and he also believed that Prince Kensell could govern the country well. He had to do his best to remove obstacles for Prince Kensell during the years he was still alive. It was late at night, and the king took Officer Knecht again. Went to the study and worked tirelessly with official duties here. This is a wise and diligent king, Faustin’s rise is not without reason.

It is the late autumn of the year, and Mine Town has ushered in the annual Oktoberfest. Oktoberfest is a grand festival handed down from the royal capital. It has a history of several hundred years. The purpose is to celebrate this year’s harvest and to look forward to good luck in the coming year. Although every year is not necessarily a good year for harvest, this festival has been circulating.

This year’s Oktoberfest is the same as last year, weak and lazy. The elder Billy of Mine Town is very confident in his management ability. The elder Billy is 40 years old. He has taken over as the mayor of Father’s class since he was 25. In the past 15 years, his first half of his life was as smooth as his father, and he weighed 200 kilograms. He was a fat man not just in name only, but also in reality, but in the few years he was about to step down, it seemed that The family’s misfortune has been accumulated for hundreds of years, and now a brain catharsis has been vented to him.

“War! It’s war again!” Old Billy is now getting older and talking a lot. He always complains about this and that. It may be that the old Billy has to worry about everything in recent years. He doesn’t have what old people of the same age should have. Calm. “Highgate, ask your youngest son to go to the square to help!” Old Billy walked in the town, shouting to the shop that was half-hidden. After a sound of consent came from inside, Old Billy stepped forward. Next. “Britz, come out soon, is the beer ready?” This is a tavern, which also serves as accommodation and meals. Of course, this is the only store with entertainment in the town.

The pub Boss Britz has a deep red 2 beard, a little black spot on the nose of the wine trough, and a big belly. I really don’t know how this guy maintains this physique when the price of food continues to rise. Old Billy sneered, you know, even the mayor of him has lost weight madly in recent years. Now it is estimated that he can have 150 kilograms, thank God. “Brietz, are you okay?” Seeing there was no movement in the tavern, old Billy shouted again with a cane in front of the shop.

“Okay, okay!” Britz’s strong voice finally came from the depths of the pub, and slowly a big red beard came out holding two wine barrels. This is a Big Fatty who is fatter than the old Billy.

“Why is it so slow…” Old Billy mumbled twice, dissatisfied.

“Hi, of course the beer was made first and delicious. I was watching in the cellar last night and fell asleep unconsciously.” Britz scratched his head and said.

“I think you can’t help but take 2 sips. Are you drunk!” Old Billy chopped his cane, scolded. “This ale is enough for tonight, right?”

“Enough, enough, absolutely enough!” Britz quickly agreed, “2 barrels!” After that, he patted the 2 barrels of beer he was holding. 2 Barrels of beer are big half-man-height barrels, so the physique of Britz can even hold both of them without breathing.

Perhaps seeing the mayor’s face is not so good, Britz hurriedly greeted him and went to the town center with his wine. Today’s Oktoberfest is held at night, and now we have to put the beer in and make preparations.

Britz took the barrel and left, and old Billy stayed where he was. If it weren’t for this tavern in town now, I wouldn’t order a wine with you! Old Billy said angrily. This is probably the most embarrassed few years that the mayor of him has done. Now the young and middle-aged in the town join the army. Even since last year, Baron’s recruitment age has dropped from 14 to 13 years old, which makes the town now able to support it. Of the scene, there are only a few Old Guys left. Now the town’s economy is extremely poor, and even the food needs to be imported by Lord Baron. When is this going to be big? Old Billy sighed.

Shaking his head, old Billy went to the next shop, the tailor shop. What is the meaning of drinking beer at the Oktoberfest? There must be two shows. I asked the old tailor Mitte to make the costumes last month.

In Maple Leaf Village, every household started to pack things and organize housework early in the morning. The Oktoberfest is only one of the insignificant festivals in Faustin, but in Cardoj, this is the most grand festival before the new year. It is said that the first Baron Cardoj has a hobby of drinking, so this festival is vigorously developed.

Leah got up early to help mother feed the livestock and harvest rice. These chickens were bought a few days ago. Since Locke became a Small Captain last year, he has sent more money to his family than before. Once Locke and Tia discussed it, he bought a few small chickens from Lord Baron’s caravan. Although the chickens are only small chickens, they also spend a lot of savings because they are hens. The chickens also need to eat food. The consumption of several chickens is not much worse than that of a child. Now Maple Leaf Village has With the ability to raise livestock, except for the village chief’s family, their family also has this ability. These chickens, I don’t know how many people in the same village are envied.

Now the chickens have grown up. Except for the one that died, the rest can contribute 3 or 4 eggs to their family every day. These hens are treasures of the whole family, and Leah spends a half of her time looking after them every day.

Old Locke is still sleeping. He has done most of the farming work in the past two years, and it is dry land. Farming is even more difficult. His bones have long been exhausted, so he needs to rest before he wakes up.

Leah carefully picked up a basket of eggs. The basket was not big, about 20 eggs, but it was only a week before their family saved so much. Tia intends to sell this basket of eggs when he goes to town at night. Their family usually doesn’t go to town, but because today is the Oktoberfest, the village chief called the whole village to go. If you want to go, you can’t go empty-handed. Tia saved the eggs for a week, and planned to bring them to town for a good price.

At 10 o’clock in the morning, Old Locke stretched out and got out of bed. Lia and my wife were almost ready. Old Locke greeted the mother and daughter and went to the field. Although it was late autumn, the field They also grow rice potatoes. This cold-tolerant and dry crop was sold to farmers by the Baron caravan in the past two years. Although the rice potatoes are very astringent and small in size, they can be grown in today’s fields and can make a living. Food is a great blessing, no one cares about it. Old Locke must go and see, because winter is approaching, guinea pigs and other animals are starting to go crazy and reserve food. If no one looks after his field, it is estimated that his rice potatoes can be emptied by the guinea pigs in less than 2 days. .

Old Locke was walking on the dirt road with a whip made of wooden vines. Although his family’s field was not far from home, it was also close to the mountain stream. Along the way, there were bleak leaves falling, and some gray-haired guinea pigs squirmed in the dead grass. These guinea pigs looked cute before, but no one likes them now. The civilians, especially the farmers, are inexplicably angry at the robbers who snatch their food.

Old Locke walked to his field. A lot of soil packs were turned up in the 2 acres of rice-potato fields. The roots of tuber-like crops were clearly visible in the soil packs, and there were faint traces of sawtooth biting on it. “Damn guinea pig!” Old Locke cursed, walking to the ground bag and squatting down to flatten the bag. The life force of rice potatoes is extremely strong. If they are covered with soil in time, they may still be alive. After doing this, Old Locke got up and slapped the ground with a whip. The guinea pig was timid and could scare away with a small amount of movement. Old Locke did this to drive away the guinea pigs that might still exist in the field.

If you were 10 years younger, the old Locke would never let these guinea pigs go easily. Little Locke had very limited meat when he was a child. Except for small things like fish and shrimps in the river, they would be guinea pigs. At that time, Locke didn’t give him any less. Early adopters.