Chapter 84
The streets are paved with solid and flat stone slabs.

The wheels rolled on the stone road and made a steady and powerful sound, bringing a unique rhythm.

Pass through the city gate and enter the city, and you can feel the prosperity and vitality in an instant.

A wide and tidy avenue stretches out, and it can be seen that it leads directly to the heart of the city deeper.

On both sides of the avenue are rows of uniform buildings.

Most of these buildings are in the classic "Spleet" style, symmetrical and upright.

Arches carved with patterns and gorgeous paintings.

Ornate sculptures and metalwork adorn the roof.

The shutters had not been lowered since Martha entered the city.

She was dazzled by the novel sight of "Tariek".

The crowd shuttled on the avenue, forming a bustling scene.

Some are in a hurry, while others stop to admire the shop windows displaying merchandise.

Various goods were loaded on the horse-drawn carriages parked sporadically on the side of the road.

While the horses are waiting, the hoofs hit the ground making a beautiful and rhythmic sound.

In the corners and alleys where there are no shops, vendors set up stalls to sell various small commodities or come out to attract customers for the shops.

Chaotic shouts echoed throughout the city.

"Excellent Xiangyue Rabbit Skin! Come early and choose early! Take a look!"

"Stay in a hotel! Stay in a hotel! 18 coppers a night, take care of the horses for free!"

"Are you interested in learning about our "Li Savagnier" painting company and enjoying the beauty of wildism?"

The cries of the hawkers brought Martha's familiarity back.

But unlike before, these hawkers don't need to jump left and right to avoid the sewage on the ground.

Instead, he walked calmly on the clean road.

Martha wanted to get out of the car and walk around, to feel the new "Tariek".

But after days of exhaustion, her body could not stop sending signals to her——

Gotta take a quick shower and get some good sleep.

Glancing at her husband beside her, she found that his face was also full of exhaustion.

Sometimes people are like this.

When there is no chance to take a break, you can work hard without feeling tired.

Once there is a place to rest, the energy to lift it relaxes.

Exhaustion comes naturally.

Moreover, the man named Boyce conveyed important news to them.

Martha felt that it was necessary for her and her husband to adjust their state first.

dong dong dong-

Continuous knocks on the door woke up Martha and Jorvik who were sleeping soundly.

"Which one?" Jorvik's low voice was tinged with anger.

"Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Jorvik."

"You told us to knock on your door at four o'clock in the afternoon to wake you up."

"Now is the time."

"Okay, I see." Jovik woke up completely.

Martha also sat up sleepily from the bed.

Jovik did not rush to urge Martha, but got out of bed first.

The weight on the bed dropped suddenly, and Martha's body also trembled slightly:
"By the way, Vic, have you gained weight?"

Jorvik froze.

Subsequently.

The thick velvet curtains were abruptly opened in retaliation.

The sunlight at four o'clock was not dazzling, but the sudden brightening of the light in the room made Martha subconsciously cover her eyes with her hands.

Seeing this, Jovik flashed a smile on his face:
"Martha, I'm a farm officer."

"If you're not strong enough, you can't even drive away wild animals."

"Where is the face to collect grain from the farmers?"

Martha made a grimace at Jorvik, knowing that the other party was taking revenge on her.

I was very angry, but I couldn't find a chance to get revenge for a while.

He had no choice but to emphasize his tone:
"Clean up quickly."

"I have a hunch that today's dinner will be more formal."

Hearing what his wife said, Jovik also put away his playful thoughts.

He took out his carefully laid dress from the suitcase.

The whole dress was made to order by him from Belstad Glory.

Designed for a slim fit, the top is detailed with silver buttons at the front.

Banding trims the loose cuffs for added dimension.

The trousers have a straight fit and taper to the ankle. .

He was wearing the dress just because his wife nagged him, and he didn't think he would really use it.

But now it seems that the situation is very different from what he originally expected.

He was no longer the brat he was when he first arrived in "Talek" seven years ago.

When the guard officer named Boyce appeared at the city checkpoint, he realized that the other party must have some kind of special purpose.

It's just that I didn't expect that I and Martha were the other party's goals.

He claimed to have come to deliver news to Mary, saying that there was no one at home now.

A hotel has been found for them near the "San Fang Square".

In the evening, invite them to visit No. 16 Leighton Street.

Hearing what Boyce said at first, Jorvik still felt a sense of separation.

He couldn't believe that the name of his wife and sister would come out of the mouth of a priest.

The Drake family is undoubtedly the bottom of "Talek".

How is it possible to deal with any priest?

For a brief moment, Jorvik suspected that he had encountered a false priest.

But whether it's the feeling that the other party conveyed to him in the dark, or the identity of the other party's real guard officer, they are all proving to him that——

Although Boyce did not say so, there is no doubt that he was a priest serving in the "Tariek" guard.

The only suspicious thing was that there were no beads hanging around the other party's neck that priests of the Church of the Father of the Earth would wear.

But if it's just that, it doesn't explain anything.

Even if you don't count the clerks who believe in the God of Order that every city must be equipped with.

There are also many management positions in a city.

When the manpower is not enough, the church that controls the city usually allocates some places for the priests of the friendly church.

Some positions related to grain transportation in "Belstad" were given to believers of the Tianping Church.

But it doesn't matter whether the clergy who hold positions in the city come from the church that controls the city.

The dual identities of officials and priests doomed them not to be close to civilians, and there was no need for them.

The more respectable ones, such as Jorvik himself, maintained normal contacts with the civilians in accordance with the requirements of the city law, and did business in a business-like manner.

Those who are less respectable, like some of Jorvik's colleagues, treat the civilians purely as animals and squeeze them, and they will rob the civilians of their rations if they can't meet the grain collection quota.

And in "Talek", a clergyman actually came to convey Mary's words to him and Martha in person.

Could it be said that "Talek" has become a city where priests and commoners live in harmony?

Thinking of this, Jovik felt that it was too ridiculous, and snorted ironically.

The extraordinary and the ordinary living happily together would not even appear in fairy tale books for children.

That's just another possibility.

Mary has become a prominent figure in "Tariek".

Only in this way, there will be priests who are willing to convey the news for her, and even make a special trip to the city checkpoint.

Think further down.

The information that he and Martha set off from "Belstad" was except what he said when he and his superior asked for leave.

It is only registered at the coachman's guild, and filled out when booking a coachman.

My superior is the Chief Agricultural Officer of "Berstad", who belongs to the upper class of the city, so it is impossible to leak information.

The Coachmen's Guild is the property of the Tianping Church, and there are branches in almost every city in the Xylwell continent.

It is definitely not a third-rate small organization that will easily hand over customer information to unrelated people.

Jovik was so terrified that he didn't dare to think about it any more.

"Honey, I can't pull up my dress, come and help me!"

Martha's voice suddenly came from the changing compartment.

Woke up Jorvik.

Sitting in the carriage, looking at the "San Fang Square" left behind, Martha in a light blue dress asked her husband with some doubts:

"Vic, was that San Zemla Square just now?"

Jorvik was also a little unsure.

To be honest, he saw this fortress-like city when the carriage approached "Talek".

He couldn't be sure of anything he saw.

Obviously he has lived here for nearly three years.

But the memory of "Tariek" at that time was like a hallucination.

"Martha, judging from the location, it should be San Zemla Square."

Jorvik didn't dare to talk too much.

"That's right! I said I should remember correctly." Martha was very happy that her husband confirmed her idea, but it was a bit pity, "Although now all the places in "Talek" have become clean. "

"The houses in the town are as new as they are in the "district" of "Belstad". "

"But the memories of our previous stay here are also gone."

Martha expressed a little hypocritically, but after waiting for a long time, her husband did not agree with her.

She looked at her husband and found that he was staring out the window.

Martha looked out of the window panel in the direction of her husband's line of sight.

It's in an alley not far away.

A soldier in black armor was holding a white piece of paper that seemed to have something written on it, and it was pasted on the gray carriage of a carriage.

The man who looked like a driver standing next to the carriage seemed to be begging the soldiers for something.

But the other party was unmoved.

Before Martha could see what was going on, the carriage she was sitting in had already passed the alley.

Martha wasn't annoyed at not being able to observe well.

After all, Allen didn't know where she was looking, so it was normal to drive straight by.

She just asked her husband with some dissatisfaction:

"Vic, what were you looking at just now?"

"I talked to you and you didn't answer me."

Jovik had already looked back at this moment, and when he heard his wife's questioning tone, curiosity was more than anger, and he smiled faintly:
"I think, I know why "Tariek" can become so clean all of a sudden. "

Martha really wanted to know what her husband had seen in such a short period of time, so she stopped worrying about the matter that he didn't answer her just now, and asked cooperatively:
"Then tell me, why?"

"Because there are guards who are responsible for maintaining the sanitation of the city."

"What? Maintain urban sanitation?"

Martha understood, but not quite:
"You mean, like the cleaners in the 'borough'? "

Jovik shook his head:
"There must be cleaners in the current "Tariek", but I am not talking about this. "

"I mean, the guards here 'note down' people who violate the sanitation of the city."

"It is estimated that corresponding punishments will be imposed on those who are "marked down"."

Martha frowned and reacted:
"You mean, the guard just now 'marked' the coachman with paper, and then maybe punished him?"

"Yes and no."

"Vic!!!" Martha was extremely dissatisfied with her husband's Riddler behavior.

Jovik's brow showed the joy of a successful trick, but it quickly disappeared:
"Rather than using paper to 'write down' the coachman, it is better to use paper to erase his 'mark'."

"After all, if the coachman wants to, he can always find a place where no one is paying attention and tear off the paper."

"So I guess, what is written on the paper should be something like 'this person has received punishment'."

After hearing this, Martha thought it made sense, so she couldn't help nodding her head again and again, and asked the next question:
"But how do you know that the carriage was punished for destroying the sanitation of the city?"

Jovik glanced at his wife teasingly, it seemed that her perspective just now was not very good:

"because."

"Because...?" Martha repeated expectantly.

"Because the shit behind Elgin's frost-tempered ass is leaking!"

"All the shit is scattered all over the floor!"

"Oh!" Martha didn't expect such vulgar words to come out of her husband's mouth, and patted his shoulder angrily.

The couple went on to chat a few more gossips.

The speed of the carriage slowed down significantly.

Allen's voice came into the compartment through the front panel:

"Mr. Jorvik, Ms. Martha, here we are."

When Jovik heard this, his expression became solemn.

Martha also began to feel nervous, and her heart seemed to be beating with the eardrums of her ears.

Before she arrived at "Talek", she imagined countless times what it would be like to meet her family members.

But now that the moment has come, she is a little afraid to face it again.

Fortunately, she still has her husband.

Jorvik got out of the car first, then held out his hand to her as always.

Martha took a deep breath, gathered the clothes on her body, and got out of the carriage with her husband's hand.

Looked up.

What she faced was a magnificent mansion!

The entire mansion is made of black stone and is divided into three floors.

Right in the center is a huge and gorgeous pure white rectangular porch.

On both sides of the porch are two huge stone pillars with detailed carvings of flying eagles.

Even the feathers on the eagle's wings are clearly visible.

The portico is decorated with nested rectangular black crystal decorations.

The outside of a rectangle is still a rectangle.

Martha just looked at the endless rectangle, as if she was going to be taken away.

"The outside of bondage is the inside of bondage."

For some reason, such a sentence suddenly appeared in her mind.

She had never heard this sentence before, but it appeared so abruptly.

Martha couldn't understand.

This inexplicable sentence stuck in her mind like indigestible food stuck in her stomach.

Fortunately, Jovik noticed her strangeness, took her hand and squeezed it lightly.

Only then did she break free from this sudden daze.

Apologetically, she glanced at her husband, and turned her gaze to the person waiting in front of the mansion.

It was a man, a woman.

And a baby in a woman's arms.

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