In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

Port Ella.

The gang members who were domineering in the past became active again after hearing that their leader met with the new lord last night.

In a carpentry shop.

Langdon was hoisting the barrel when he suddenly heard a loud noise.

The door to his workshop was kicked open.

A group of gang members broke into the workshop, and the leader kicked over the cabinet with wooden wine glasses, stepped on it with one foot, and showed a fierce smile.

Langdon, it's time to pay the interest you owe this month.

Langdon subconsciously picked up the hand ax next to him, and his voice was trembling: This period of recession, I have been out of work for a long time, and I have already paid back the money I owe you, even if it is three times.

The leader of the gang members sneered: I'm talking about interest, didn't you hear clearly?

There is a scar on his face that looks like a centipede, and it seems to be squirming when he smiles.

His name is Hardy.

The eagle dog raised by Master Rahman.

Langdon subconsciously took a step back, and then raised his tone, as if to embolden himself.

I will not be blackmailed by these damn villains. Your backer, that bastard named Zain, has been driven away. Now this is Master Lothar's territory.

Hadi chuckled and said:

Ha, whoever sits on the throne of the lord has to ask us to lend money. How much of the money we collect is given to the lord?

Langdon couldn't help but show a hint of surprise on his face.

Oh, I advise you to pay back the money obediently, otherwise, your carpentry workshop will belong to Mr. Rahman. You also know that he is not a kind person.

Langdon fell silent.

for a long time.

As if he had exhausted all his strength, he raised his hand with difficulty and pointed at the barrel in the corner.

Take it, it contains all my savings, but it's only for this time. From now on, I won't give you another copper.

Hardy took out the heavy money bag, counted it roughly, and frowned: It's not enough, Langdon. If I want to pay off all the interest you owe, this amount must be tripled at least.

Langdon's face suddenly turned red, and his fear was completely replaced by anger.

He clutched the handaxe, gritted his teeth, and walked towards Hardy step by step.

Hardy gave him a contemptuous look, and when the ax flew toward him, he easily dodged it and kicked Langdon to the ground.

He dusted off the non-existent dust on his body and said, I'll let you go this time, Langdon. I'll come again next month. Remember to prepare your money bag in advance like today.

Langdon climbed up from the ground, his chest pounding like bellows.

Many people are either in a desperate situation or have been deceived and intimidated when borrowing loan sharks.

However, once one foot is stuck in, there is no possibility of pulling it out.

Before leaving, Hardy looked back at him with a sneer: Don't stare at me so angrily. You are lucky. If it were before, I wouldn't have thrown you on the ship and sold you to the Black Chief's court. , this matter will not be settled so easily.

The footsteps gradually faded away.

Langdon looked at the hand ax on the ground and couldn't help holding his head and roaring in pain.

If the holy fire has spirit, why doesn't it burn out these damn villains?

…

Hardy picked up the heavy money bag and felt much better. Although most of it was copper and he could only get a tenth of it, it was enough to keep him happy for a while.

Their customary share ratio is: the younger brother gets 10%, he gets 10%, Master Rahman gets 50%, and the remaining 30% is paid as tribute to the lord.

Originally, we only had to pay 20% of the tribute to the lord, but it was all because of that stingy and greedy Zain!

At this time.

The sound of heavy horse hooves sounded.

A group of patrolling hussars rushed towards him.

Hardy quickly took off his hat and made a humble salute, and his younger brothers also followed suit.

The hussars passed them without looking back, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Shit! What an air, these frank bastards!

One of the younger brothers looked indignant.

Hadi said coldly: Shut up, I'm warning you, don't provoke these cross-wearing cavalry, they are ruthless characters who killed Zain's Mamluk guards on the battlefield, leaving their helmets and armor discarded.

None of you are so stupid as to think you can compare with those taciturn slave cavalry, right?

The younger brother said reluctantly: I know the boss, I just can't stand their arrogant and mighty appearance. In the past, the people in the city guard had to call us brothers...

You also said it was before!

Hardy's voice was cold. He looked around at the younger brothers and said solemnly: Now, the biggest one in this territory is Master Lothar!

Remember everything for me!

The younger brothers said yes.

let's go.

Hardy knew very well who he could offend and who he couldn't offend. He had given money to the former city guards who were brothers to them.

These hussars now?

Just kidding, knights who can afford to wear this kind of armor and ride this kind of horse will not be able to satisfy their appetite even if they dismantle themselves.

Hardy took his younger brother and began to continue collecting interest.

The carpentry workshop is the first stop, followed by a blacksmith shop, a leather workshop, two bakeries, and a dye workshop. Further down are the private residences.

After collecting a circle, he took this month's earnings and headed towards Rahman's mansion.

Zoroastrian teachings also despise the oppression and enslavement of brothers of the same faith.

But this does not affect their lending goals, including their own people.

Just like the crossbow ban issued by His Majesty the Pope.

Boss, look, there seems to be a fire ahead!

A younger brother suddenly shouted.

It's Rahman Sahib's manor!

Not far away, I saw a line of clear smoke rising straight up.

There was a trace of surprise on Hadid's face: It's not a fire, that's the beacon tower of Mr. Rahman's house. He is asking for help from us!

The boys suddenly became excited.

Someone dares to make trouble at Mr. Rahman's house. Let's go there quickly!

Kill those idiots who are making trouble, and each of us can get a handful of coins, right?

The younger brothers were gearing up and planning to go back to get weapons.

But Hardy felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. Master Rahman's guards were extraordinary.

There were more than thirty people with all their armor and excellent archery skills. They all asked for help. How could he and his group of ruffians get along?

Everyone stop!

At this time, another sound of horse hooves sounded.

Hardy quickly called to his brothers and hid in a side alley.

The galloping hussars flew towards the place where the smoke was rising.

See, your opponents are these well-armored knights. They can crush us with just one charge!

Hadi gritted his teeth and said: Master Rahman is definitely hopeless. He has offended the new lord, and no one can save him.

The younger brothers looked at each other.

Someone asked in a daze: Then what should we do, go home each other?

Are you a brainless idiot? We are too involved with Master Rahman. If he is gone, can those Frank barbarians let us go?

Of course, run away immediately, take all your savings, and run to the Impaler's territory!

Hardy said very fast.

He concluded that the reason why the new lord attacked Rahman was that he was the only one with this ability!

Among the other gentlemen, although Mr. Muller is richer due to his control of the shipbuilding industry and African trade routes, he is not as good as Mr. Rahman in terms of private guards.

Okay, everyone will divide the money in their hands and disband immediately.

Hardy took two money bags and ran out of the alley without looking back, without any hesitation.

Only a group of younger brothers were left looking at each other, still a little at a loss.

These idiots.

Hardy held his money bag, feeling a little worried about his brainless brothers, but at the moment, he could only pray for the blessing of the Holy Fire.

He didn't even return home, he wanted to go out of town in a hurry.

However, at the city gate, guards holding two-handed axes and wearing double-layered chain mail blocked the city gate tightly, not allowing anyone to leave.

They shouldn't be thinking about a little person like themselves, right?

Hardy weighed himself and found that he was the leader of the largest gang in Ella Port, and could not be said to be a minor player. He couldn't help but have the thought of crying without tears.

At this time.

He saw one of his younger brothers walking towards the city gate tremblingly.

As soon as he got close, he was pushed to the ground by the wolf-like Frank barbarian. He couldn't help but realize that the way forward was completely cut off.

Wait, there is another way. I can take a boat... No, the boats at the port belong to Mr. Mueller. At this time, he will definitely be more willing to cooperate with the new lord.

Fortunately, I am good at swimming. Even if I swim, I can still swim to the shore.

Hardy made up his mind and turned around to leave.

Where are you going, Mr. Hardy.

A gentle male voice suddenly sounded behind him.

who?

The visitor was not wearing armor, but was wearing a white linen shirt, with a relaxed smile on his face: Hello, Mr. Hardy, I am Hans. You should feel honored to be in the eyes of my family.

The expression on Hadid's face was a little distorted.

In more than 20 years of gang membership, this was the first time he had seen something like this. Just looking at it made his scalp numb.

You...who is your master?

Hans smiled and said: Of course you are the master of this city. It is impossible for a little person like you to get into his ears, but who made you infamous? You were asked by the adults to be a model, and you were executed. People are angry.

There was a pop.

Hadi fell to the ground and said, Please forgive me. I know Master Rahman's treasure trove. I have accumulated a small amount of savings over the years. As long as you agree, I will give it to you.

Hans shook his head and sighed: You will be able to say anything in prison. Miss Flynn's magic is not something you can withstand.

Hardy suddenly burst into rage.

The hands that were lying on the ground each held a handful of soil and sprinkled it into Hans' eyes.

He's quite a character.

Hardy heard a faint sigh, and then the world fell completely into darkness.

Hans dragged one of Hardy's feet and called for the Varangian guards guarding the city to take over.

This Hardy is considered good at martial arts among ordinary people, but the gap between him and him is really huge.