Chapter 20: Determined

"Is this too conspicuous?" The fishery area at night was quietly uninhabited, with only a few sneaky figures.
"It's okay, no one will know anyway." The respondent sneered secretly, "It seems that this is the largest and most influential in this city... It should be able to play a big role."
"That's it." A few people moved quickly, opened the lock of the warehouse, and sneaked in.
Open the boxes and check the inventory carefully: most of the fresh fish are sold out, but there are still a lot of dried goods and preserved products in stock.
"Hey..." A few people took out a small bottle, unscrewed the cap, and suddenly a strange smell came out, "Throw this thing in, and these things will become stinky, and they can't be sold or eaten. "
Just as several people were about to turn the bottle over, the voice of a teenager came from outside the warehouse.
"stop!"
"Master!" and the voice of the youth.
"Crap—" Several people ran out of the warehouse in a hurry, and ran away.
However, the few people who rushed out of the warehouse at the beginning were accurately pierced by a wooden stick in the fragile position of the abdomen, and suddenly fell to the ground with their stomachs.
Looking up, it turned out that it was the one who was in charge of letting go outside the warehouse. He heard the footsteps of people approaching, and forgot to report. He ran away in a hurry, but suffered the sneaky teammates in the warehouse.
The young man who couldn't catch the first target decisively changed his mind, picked up the long pole used to organize goods outside the warehouse, and knocked the caught off guard to the ground.
"Little, little boy?" The tension of the few who eased the mind was greatly reduced. They thought they were discovered by the local fishermen, and might even be caught by the difficult guerrillas. Didn't expect to be just a child?
The sense of vigilance was gone, and the few people no longer felt nervous about the children in front of them. One of them showed a fierce expression: "Little children, don't be nosy! Get out and go home!"
"Who the are you? What are you doing here? You are the sneaky peepers in the afternoon, right?" One of them turned his head in surprise after hearing this. "Now explain clearly, otherwise, I will call the Guerrilla Association. People are coming!"
"Damn...toast and not eat or drink!" A person kicked up in a serious manner, as if he felt that he could scare the kid off, but the villain in front of him easily flashed his foot and hit him with an elbow. The outside of his ankle joint. Although the seven-year-old is not much stronger, he eats the parts accurately, and feels a pain in his ankle. The hooligan who staggered back two steps becomes angry and furious, then raises his leg and kicks it hard—
This time, the boy didn't react at all, neither hiding nor afraid, just staring coldly at the dead person in front of him.
"Oh!" A figure behind the boy arrived in time, swept across with a sword, and several gangsters were directly forced back.
"You dare to be rough with the young master! I really don't know how to live or die!" Alan said coldly with the sharp blade in his hand: "Several people who are not from the fishing ground, but in the middle of the night are sneaking in the fishery warehouse... and dare to try to hurt Master..."
"...Suck..." If the teenager just scared a few people, then the young man holding a long sword in front of them gave them the feeling of "despair", not just because the whole body was full of The warrior aura and strong hostility are also because the person in front of him is wearing a full set of Viscount Mansion's protective clothing.
"It's over..." The few people immediately threw down the glass bottles in their hands, and confessed their lives in despair.

"Duke Elbarea, are you looking for something to do with me?" In the magnificent study, a well-dressed middle-aged man bowed and saluted the blond and mustache man sitting on the soft chair in the study.
"Yes, Ge Tiqing." Signaling the latter to take a seat, and waiting for the waiter to pour the best black tea and bow and exit, the Duke of El Barrea asked in a low voice: "The Daxis thing...you did it. of?"
"...Yes, El Balea, but..."
"Don't worry, don't worry," the Duke of El Barrea comforted, "I am not blaming you, the guy in Kholzwill is notoriously stubborn and unwilling to give up, but you really owe too much consideration this time. A little bit... If nothing else, how can a few inexperienced civilian hooligans do this kind of thing?"
"But you don't need to bother your soldiers, nor hire those high-priced hunters..." Earl Goti said, "I understand your changes to the territorial policy, our position and The stakes are exactly the same, but the turmoil in this market has severely disrupted my investment, so I wanted to take extra precautions to make him surrender earlier. I didn’t expect them to be caught...are they guerrillas?"
"No, it's the person from the Viscount's Mansion." The Duke of El Barrea said meaningfully, "Fortunately, it's not the group of guerrillas who like to ask questions..."
"Don't worry about it, I have never given these people anything that can prove that I have contacted them, and the deposit given to them is nothing more than a few thousand mila that can be easily thrown away..." Even so, Earl Goti It still seemed to feel a little relieved.
"Although there is no evidence, Nak Holzwell is not a fool. If he is deliberately guarded, it is impossible to guarantee that there will be no problems next time. If he quarrels with Your Majesty, there will be no good fruit." Duke El Barrea Shaking his head, it seemed that he had a headache about the assumption that might have happened just now, "Their business...I will find a way to settle it, so you don't want to interfere."
"……Yes."

"Let it go?" Heliga asked his father in disbelief.
"They have apologized and done everything they can to compensate for the damage they have caused." Warners looked at the angry son in front of him, with a calm tone, "It is aggressive towards the downfall, not in line with the etiquette of the imperial nobles, they have promised not Repeat, stop here."
"But..." There are too many slots, and the teenager vomits out of nowhere. "But they can't just quarrel with people in the fishing grounds to do this kind of thing! They must have done this when the guiding light was destroyed that day!" The elderly man in Ligongfang looked like he was working overtime with low back pain, and the young man’s anger value rose further.
Moreover, the analysis of the guerrillas also said that the pollution they prepared was basically caused by the processing of Ballahart’s fur. Waste!"
"I know, but can these prove that they were instructed to do so? There is no evidence or testimony to prove it."
"It's the father who didn't ask at all! Otherwise they will inevitably explain who is the real messenger behind the scenes!"
"Heliga..." Warners motioned for his son to calm down, and then quickly walked to the door of the study, confirming that no one is outside, locked the door, and walked back solemnly: "Heliga, you think I really don't know who it is. Instructed them?"
"who is it?"
"Apart from the group of nobles in Bariahart, who else can anyone else? I think 80% of them are people in the financial circle who can't stand the turmoil in this market." Warners sneered, "Heliga, you are better than the average Children have to mature prematurely. This may help you understand something that a child of your age cannot understand... But you haven't fully understood what it means."
"Find evidence, bypass the duke, and report directly to the emperor?" The young man was puzzled. I knew that the duke would shelter them, so why not just sue the emperor directly?
"First of all, is there really evidence?" Warners said, calming down the teenager as if pouring cold water on his body. "How can those old foxes who play with capital make low-level mistakes in this habitual technique? No direct Sexual evidence, there is no way to bring charges against your Majesty. This is one. Second, it is easy to leave other nobles with the impression that they are incapable of handling themselves, and the most important thing is... even if your majesty can see through things with wisdom The truth is, I am afraid that there will be no substantive punishment for fear of the influence of the Duke’s family... If revenge is taken, the situation in the town will be worse than it is now."
"This..." Some words convinced the boy, but Heliga still asked stubbornly, "Even so, can't you fight them back?"
"No, and there is no need." Warners said, "Since it has actually been exposed, the side will inevitably converge. This time is very suitable for negotiation, and it may be good if you can get this time. Conditions... From their point of view, the anxiety during this period of time has also made them feel devastated. They are afraid that they want to solve this problem soon."
"In other words... I will still compromise on tax rates, right?" Heliga lowered his head.
"...This is natural, but the situation where we can achieve the best interests is now..." Looking at the dejected Heliga, Werners rubbed his son's hair angrily and funny, "Silly boy, this world There are not so many things to pick up the bargain, which can push the other side out on the surface, and get substantial benefits. We can’t do it. Objectively speaking, there are no such conditions. If you can’t get used to it, just I can rely on my own efforts to strive to improve this situation."
"...What do you want to do?" Heliga asked, raising her head.
"I don't know, it depends on you." Warners whispered, "You can strive for excellence in martial arts like your Uncle Alside, and become an extraordinary powerhouse. You can also join in. A certain party, a certain faction, use the power of group politics to mediate... even you can be a black one." The last sentence sounds like a joke.
"Puff." Heliga smiled. "Is that part of the imperial noble education?"
"You don't have to stick to anything in form, Heilija. As long as you can use it, you can use it, as long as you want to understand it and make sure that doing so can really help you."
"I understand." Heliga beat her chest with a small fist, "I will work hard to find my own way!"
P.S: Next to another original plot, it’s time to arrange the first meeting of the hero and the heroine... (Guess who it is)
P.S2: There is no chance in the article. I will explain here. According to the details of the track series, the cultural education of the nobles started very early, so the nobles generally understand more of this kind of truth than their peers. Even so, the protagonist is still a bit too precocious, because he will be unconsciously affected by another existence in his body, that person is already a person used to the world.
P.S3: I hacked the traditional aristocratic forces that acted very stupidly in the game again...The next volume is estimated to start to black(?) It's a reformist...233