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Chapter 91 Entering the Enemy Camp
The Land of Ansbach is the most powerful among the neighbors of the Land of Wessen. Its land area is more than twice that of the Land of Wessen, far exceeding the territories of other nobles.

During the recent period, many guests have come to Ansbach City, including strong-backed warriors, magicians who seem to be unpredictable, and businessmen from all over the country who have finished business in Wessen and came to watch the knight competition.

Even Frederick dyed his hair and eyebrows burgundy and appeared in Ansbach with a lightly made-up Psyche.

Today Psyche is wearing a long red dress, a tall red cone hat on top of his head, a thick white veil under the cone hat, and a blue short-sleeved jacket with fluffy shoulders and bubbles , the hem of the coat is split to see the inner skirt.

Frederick's attire is eye-catching. He is wearing ordinary dark blue clothes on his upper body and a red and black plaid skirt on his lower body.

The locals think it is very fresh, and the well-informed businessmen know that this is the traditional clothing of the northern Caledonia region on the northern island of Angland.

Now the identities of the two are the children of a wealthy family from Caledonia who went to Constantbul to study in Wessen and his mother. After hearing that the city of Ansbach will hold a knight competition, they are the same as everyone else. Come and watch the fun.

Behind the two of them followed a young swordsman, which was pinched out by Psyche with shaping magic.

Now the city of Ansbach is very lively, and the streets are lined with stalls selling all kinds of small commodities.

Frederick pointed to a stall selling dried fruit and said to Psyche in Pulan, "Mother, I want to eat that."

With a smile on his face, Psyche dragged Frederick to the dried fruit stand, and gave the peddler a few copper coins for him to choose.

Frederick selected some dehydrated apples, dried apricots and raisins, and asked the peddler to pack them in plastic bags imported by Wesson, but he actually took the money for the bags.

When he handed the item to the magic swordsman behind him, he found Psyche asking how to sell the clothes hanger made of slime hard glue at a stand beside him.

"Mother...Mother..." Frederick became nervous subconsciously, "What are you...buying this...for?"

He has a psychological shadow on this thing.

Psyche waved the hanger twice in the air, and the hanger made a gust of wind, and said with satisfaction: "It feels good."

The peddler who sold clothes hangers whispered: "Ma'am, this is for drying clothes, not weapons."

Psyche smiled and said to the peddler in Rhine: "You can try to beat a child with it, it hurts but doesn't hurt anyone."

"Is that so?" Another witch aunt who was studying the hanger next to him also picked up the hanger and gestured, and finally said in surprise: "It's really good, it's strong, elastic, and very light."

"Old...teacher..." A cute little girl who is about the same age as Frederick next to the witch's aunt immediately became nervous, "You don't think you want to buy it, do you?"

The hanger seller happily sold two bundles of hangers.

Frederick and the little girl looked at each other, and both of them saw the despair in each other's eyes.

"Would you like some raisins?" Frederick asked in Pu Lan, and passed the raisins in his hand.

This little girl is wearing traditional folk clothes of the Osmarga Empire, similar to the ones here, with a yellow long-sleeved long skirt, a black vest on the upper body, a blue apron front on the outside of the skirt, and a dark golden long skirt. A fiery red turban was tied in her hair.

The girl was either rich or noble, because she replied in Pu Lan: "Thank you, no need."

The two groups of people separated and went their separate ways.

Frederick and Psyche walked around the street and returned to the hotel where they were staying.

This hotel is above average. It has three floors. The first floor is a restaurant, and the second and third floors are occupied by people. It is fairly clean. It is suitable for people like them who travel far and do not have a lot of money.

Frederick went to the window, opened the curtains, and found that someone in the hotel room across the alley from the back door of the hotel had just opened the curtains, and it was the little girl just now.

The two nodded politely, and then pulled back the curtains at the same time.

"What's the matter?" Psyche sat on the bed against the wall, leisurely eating dried apples.

"It's nothing." Frederick sat down on the bed on the other side of the room, "It seems that Ansbach is very lively recently."

Psyche glared at him fiercely, snapped his fingers, a transparent sound-proof barrier enveloped the room, and then said: "Be careful when you talk outside."

A clothes hanger rose into the air and knocked on Frederick's head a few times.

Frederick shrank his neck, now he was "deep into the enemy's rear", he was a little careless.

The Wesson family's background is still insufficient, and they don't have their own professional spy system. Now the entire Wesson Territory is busy, and some news has to be confirmed by Frederick himself.

Frederick was hit on the head by a clothes hanger a few times. Although it didn't hurt, he still covered his head and said, "Did you often get beaten by your mother with a clothes hanger when you were young?"

Psyche paused slightly with the hand holding the dried apple, then shook his head slightly, and said, "I haven't seen my mother."

Frederick was startled and said, "Sorry, sorry."

Psyche suddenly sneered and said, "It's okay, she won't die so easily."

Frederick blinked, frowned, and asked her cautiously: "Could it be...you have been looking for your mother?"

Psyche neither affirmed nor denied, but just quietly ate the dried apple.

Seeing that she didn't seem to keep this topic secret today, Frederick thought it was a breakthrough, and asked curiously, "What kind of person is your mother?"

Psyche looked at Frederick quietly, and said after a while: "I don't know, she ran away after giving birth to me."

"Alas..." Frederick sighed, recalled some past events, and couldn't help saying: "I... knew a person before, that fat man picked up a beautiful woman who helped him carry steel bars by the side of the road, and then he didn't get married and gave birth. A daughter, the woman ran away the next day after serving the hundred-day wine."

"That fat man worked hard to bring up his daughter by himself, and he had to take her to the construction site during the holidays, otherwise no one would take care of him."

"That little girl is a bit stupid. One day I used a Coke bottle to bottle soy sauce. She asked me for a Coke. I said it was a salty Coke, and I could only take one sip at a time...Uh...Why are you looking at me like that?"

The murderous look on Psyche's body was fleeting, and he chewed two handfuls of dried apples expressionlessly before saying, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

When Frederick saw her saying this, he didn't say anything more, and got back to business: "Oh, the knight competition will start tomorrow, how can we get tickets."

There are many kinds of tickets for the Knights Tournament, the cheap one is 1 kreuz, and the expensive one is 1 florin, but they are all sold out, and there is no way to find scalpers.

Psyche seemed to be very familiar with this kind of thing, and said, "You go to the tavern downstairs tonight, maybe there are scammers betting with admission tickets."

Frederick immediately shook his head and said, "I don't gamble, and I don't even gamble."

Psyche ate the last piece of dried apple and said without raising his head, "Then you can figure out a way for yourself."

Frederick could only lie lazily on his bed, thinking about how to get the admission ticket.

In previous years, the Earl of Ansbach had a dozen knights and four or five powerful magicians, half of which were lost in the previous war.

This year the Earl of Ansbach held a knightly tournament after the summer harvest, in order to gather thirty knights and ten magicians.

In recent years, the area of ​​the Ansbach Territory has not expanded, and now the number of vassals has suddenly increased. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is an army preparation.

Not only here, the neighbors around Wesenland all chose to hold the knight competition after this year's summer or autumn harvest, as if they had made an appointment.

The Earl of Ansbach is the biggest enemy that the Wessenland will face, so Frederick sneaked in and came to the knight competition here to see how the enemy's backbone strength is.

(End of this chapter)