Crossing the Continent in the Eighteenth Century

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"What do you guys want!?"

This was an angry question from a girl crying.

"I'm sorry, I, or rather, we don't quite understand what you mean."

"Don't play dumb!!! I'm talking about the thing about the streets of Dione being torn down and a fort being built from here! What do you guys think?"

"Your rhetorical question has a very serious logical problem. First of all, we are not any Zheng Fu officials, let alone serve in the Construction Division of the Ministry of General Affairs. Regarding the demolition of streets, we, the cadets of the West Point Military Academy in Constantinople, cannot impose The place of influence. Secondly, the construction of the fort belongs to the Imperial Civil Engineering Construction General Court under the jurisdiction of the Minister of State Affairs of the Imperial Ministry. We are not the ones who build the General Court. We can control it."

"You, you, you!..." This was the voice of a young girl who was shaking her fingers in anger, "You are all bastards, villains, and hateful guys! You can't control, so can't your father?"

"Well, that's the strongest accusation we've ever heard here. But do you have any evidence? If you have any evidence that we bribed the Minister of General Affairs, the Minister of Military Affairs, and the Minister of Military Affairs Please bring the evidence to the Imperial Legal Court, where the Minister of Justice will accept this serious imperial corruption case."

"By the way, do you know where the headquarters of the Imperial Court of Justice is?"

"Oh, don't you know?"

"Then let me simply say, leave the Dione Street, reach the Constantine Square, go north, when you see the Eugiferio Gate from a distance, ask the people there, then You'll know where the headquarters of the Attorney-General's Court is."

"Wooooow~ Mom!"

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"You... you, what else do you have besides relying on the power you got from your parents and family to show off your power here?! Woooooooooo~~"

The last girl came out slamming the door, and the cries gradually faded away.

One person said: "I said, have we gone too far?"

Looking back, many people hang their heads and look away, like children who have done bad things, and their will is a little depressed.

"It's because they are too weak." Valens sniffled, his mouth so stiff.

Morris felt the same way: "It's like, let's win no glory at all."

"Okay, everyone knows what we really want to do." Facing the sea of ​​pink skeletons of the highest level of skeleton soldiers, Alexander let out a breath before pretending to be relaxed, "As for what Morris thinks Regarding the fact that the enemy is too weak, don’t worry, opponents of the same level will gradually appear, and we will not be beaten too badly by then.”

The so-called finger-to-fingers of the same level in Alexander's mouth are nobles of the same age.It's not hard to imagine how much righteous indignation from young Sao with a sense of justice would be aroused when those young ladies cried out our sins with their cute little pear-blooming faces.I told everyone about this phenomenon that is not difficult to guess, but they basically dismissed it, so we beat all the challengers, which is what we have to do next.

Walking out of the coffee house, just as he was about to get on his horse, an acquaintance walked out of the shadowy corner by the side of the house, it was the foreman whose smile was uglier than crying.

He said, "Sir, may I ask you to come here?"

I asked Alexander and the others to wait and walked over in confusion. At the gate, this man handed me a letter!

"For me?" I asked strangely.

The foreman said, "Yes. Please accept it."

"What's in there?"

Maybe I didn't accept the letter right away, but the foreman immediately said, "I'm sorry, I don't know, I'm just in charge of forwarding it to you."

On horseback, I opened the letter in public, and there was only a short line written in elegant small letters. The person who gave me the letter wanted to meet me in the Constantine Square after the mass tomorrow.

"Is it a challenge to a duel?" Morris asked eagerly.

I smiled and closed the letter before asking, "What? You want to go to the appointment for me?"

Morris nodded: "I promise to help you beat that guy until he doesn't even recognize his mother!"

"Go, do you know it's a man?" I smiled angrily, "It must have been sent by a noble lady who is not willing to give up. As for why I was chosen? Probably because I am more handsome!"

It wasn't long before I was complacent, when I saw Constance curled his lips in disapproval: "It seems that those noble ladies don't have very good taste."

"You are nakedly jealous and envious!"

That guy was like that, more narcissistic than me.

Seeing that the squabbling was fueling the fire, Alexander stopped the momentum at this moment: "Okay, it's getting late, everyone go home, see you after serving the sacrament."

"I'll see you after the sacrament."

Not long after Morris and Valens left together in twos and threes, Alexander continued to speak. He really had something to do and let everyone leave first.

At dusk we walked the streets of Dione.

Alexander said: "Tomorrow is the day to serve the sacrament. Father wants you to serve the sacrament with that woman in St. Irina Cathedral, and I will take you out today, and you will meet so many noble girls all at once. Feeling better."

I replied: "It's okay."

Alexander nodded and continued, "Then what are you going to do tomorrow?"

"It depends on the appearance of the other party." I was taken aback when I saw Alexander's words and explained, "You see, I am not a saint, so I can't find an ugly monster to accompany me for the rest of my life. Swaying in front of my eyes every day , even if I don’t hate me to death, I will be laughed to death.”

I'm probably a pervert, but I didn't say that there are no good people among the perverts, but the problem is that a good person does not mean that there is a tendency to self-abuse.If that 25-year-old married woman is even worse than Sister Feng, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't help but beat people, and then carry out humane destruction, and do my part for the beautification of human genes.

"What if it's really an ugly girl? Father's orders cannot be ignored." Alexander felt a headache.

"Then there is no other way out. I will first find a way to snatch that woman's network, and then let her have a little accident. When she dies, as long as her hands and feet are cleaned up, there will be more or less a big inheritance. Part of it fell into our family's pocket. At that time, even if my father wants to beat and scold him, he will be there, anyway, I can't be asked to bury her with her." This is not my casual nonsense, my tolerance is just like that of Sister Feng Level, if she is really worse than Sister Feng, then I can only say sorry.

Alexander patted my shoulder earnestly: "Thank you!"

"It's nothing, anyway, I'm going to get married sooner or later. It's not bad to send a rich woman this time. Look, don't we have a shortage of funds? If we get rid of that rich woman, not only will the gap be filled, but we will maintain it in the future." The funds for the legion's operations are also available, and you don't need to look at your father's face! It's the best of both worlds." I don't mind being a badass.

There was a strange flash in Alexander's eyes: "You don't look lost at all. What? Could it be that you already knew that woman was beautiful?"

"Is there any difference?" I said with a full heart, "It took me a little thought to overthrow the previous idea. She should be a beautiful woman, but she may not be easy to deal with."