You and me under the world tree

But who made the owner of the rose garden a dwarf?

In the atrium world, dwarves are synonymous with 'wealth'.

Adventurers, and even officials, who seek out the dwarves reclusive in the Tyrolean mountains have their own agendas.

Some of them may want to imitate the Burgundian king and get a bag of beautiful rose seeds from the dwarf king.

But more people may have used their brains on the wealth controlled by the dwarves.

In short, what they care about is not the subject of the romantic legend: the rose.

Rather, it is a jewel, that is, wealth, that should exist as a foil to a beautiful rose.

Maybe it's for sharing, or maybe it's the intention to kill, and wants to take these wealth as its own.

There are even those who have taken a fancy to its mysterious and unique geographical and strategic location.

In short, no matter what angle you look at, the Tyrolean mountains at that time were full of unimaginable charm for ordinary people.

A wave of adventure was set off.

It was also at that time that the ordinary town of Imst became the hot center of that time.

Countless people lived here temporarily, and countless businessmen took root here.

Eventually, with such an upsurge, the once-small town grew too large to be ignored.

But now, the once-popular expedition craze has naturally dissipated.

After all, almost everyone gets nothing, and in this case, it is strange that there is still heat.

However, the city still retains its former prosperity.

It has been like this until now.

But when Wittig and the others came here, they felt that kind of strong contrast.

If you only look at the city of Imst, you might think that this is a prosperous land.

However, just because Walter and the others came here from a place like Vasgenstein, the feeling of aggrieved was particularly serious.

Small towns and villages like Wasgenstein have begun to feel in danger, and the atmosphere of depression is blowing.

But here it is different.

The laughter here is real.

The smell of wine and meat coming out of those large taverns is inexplicably disgusting.

"How can this be..."

Walter couldn't help but whispered.

"Obviously there are still people out there who are starving and can't even afford medicine when they are sick. How can it be as if they don't know anything here?"

"Because Imst is now a city of nobles and rich people."

In stark contrast to the excited expression displayed by Walter, Irmin's expression was extremely calm.

He pointed it out directly and calmly.

"If you look closely, you can see that quite a few of the houses here are too quiet."

At this moment, Irmin suddenly pointed to a direction.

And in the direction he pointed, what Walter saw was a room with closed doors and windows.

Although he didn't notice it before, Walter couldn't take his eyes off it now.

It's not that there is anything special about those houses, it's just that the way the doors and windows are closed and sealed is inexplicably ironic.

"There used to be people living there, but now it's gone. As for the reason, let's assume that they all fled for their lives."

"Escape..."

"Well, after all, the attack of the Hungarian Empire and the invasion of monsters shocked many people, and not everyone is willing to live here, so they sold their houses at a low price and fled to other places. It’s a normal thing everywhere.”

Ilmin was actually not a person who often gave long speeches.

So at this moment, he inexplicably felt parched, so he couldn't help but took out his water bottle and started drinking.

"However, this is also the most ideal situation, because there are many reasons for fleeing, maybe it is heavy taxes, and even in the end, even their own houses have to be mortgaged, and then the rich merchants, nobles, and even the lords here take the opportunity to take over the houses. Deed."

"Come on, Ilmin, I don't understand this."

In the end, probably feeling a headache, Walter shook his head involuntarily.

At this moment, Ilmin also sighed.

"You can't understand, Walter, for you, these things must be clarified."

As for the reason, it is also very simple.

"It can help you think about what's going on in the future."

"Alright, alright."

While Walter was clutching his head, Wittig, who was sitting in a wheelchair, finally spoke.

"Everything has a priority, and now there is no need to think so much."

Hearing Wittig's words, Ilmin couldn't help but look around again.

"That's right, there's really no need to think about it now, anyway, no one here is innocent."

Like Walter, Ilmin is a figure from the bottom.

And his perspective of looking at things is naturally considered from the level of the people.

This is not a wrong thing, but sometimes, the attitude he shows unintentionally is extremely extreme.

But on this point, Wittig himself could not say anything.

Because that is the reality.

In the end, he didn't even know whether Ilmin's attitude was filled with strong personal emotions, or the kind of brutal calmness.

"These things……"

After drawing no conclusions at all, Wittig wanted to start talking.

But before he could speak, a ball rolled over.

Without any warning, it just slowly stopped in front of Irmin and the others.

At the same time, a child ran over with a patter.

It was a little girl, and she looked very light.

That carefree look is very enviable.

"uncle!"

She smiled sweetly, but there was a little tiredness on her face.

For her, chasing the ball is already very difficult.

That's why she asked for help.

"Can you help me pick up the ball?"

At the same time, after hearing these words, Irmin averted his gaze.

I don't know if it's because of the dreadful evil spirit that was honed on the battlefield, or some other reason.

When the girl noticed Ilmin's expression, the smile on her face disappeared.

Even, she was a little scared.

For a moment, the atmosphere seemed a little uncomfortable.

In the end, Walter bent down and picked up the ball.

He laughed and handed the ball to the little girl.

"Come on, give it back to you."

He stroked the child's head lightly.

"go to play."

"Um……"

Facing Walter's kind smile, the calm little girl nodded.

She ran away with a clatter.

And this innocent child didn't realize that the moment she turned around, the smile of the kind uncle had disappeared.

"There are some things that cannot be said in too general terms. For example, children like this don't know anything, and there are some things that will eventually be settled."

Raising his head, Walter stared into the distance.

In the center of Imst City, a palace is so conspicuous.

Chapter 9: Probing

Liquidation.

revenge.

These are the things Walter and the others are going to do.

Walter from the Frontier Legion, after experiencing a series of incidents, has long been disappointed with Elmrich, the ruler who is still in Ravenna.

At the same time, Walter hated Lord Grimes who was in collusion with Hungary.

However, this hatred cannot be immediately put into action, because the power of the regent headed by Elmrich will eventually occupy a huge land.

And if chaos is created in this land at will, it will inevitably have a greater impact.

Neither Walter nor Wittig wanted to see this.

Although it was spring before, even though the Hungarian Empire was a nomadic country, it had to ensure the existence of its own planting industry.

In addition, he attacked Denmark before and returned without success, so he must cultivate no matter what.

But if a large-scale war broke out in the land inside Elmrich, even if the war was initiated by the frontier army, then they would definitely not mind taking this opportunity to attack the solid eastern defense line.

Maybe looting, maybe occupation.

But either way, this is unacceptable.

Because this means that the insistence of the Frontier Corps has been wiped out, or even turned into a joke.

Therefore, no matter how angry they are in their hearts, they must calm down.

They have to calm down and wait.

For more than half a year, Wittig began to cultivate after waking up, and was finally able to rely on his own strength to get up from the bed and began to move around in a wheelchair.

At the same time, it is already summer time.

This opportunity finally presented itself.

However, they are still a little short of their plan.

That's the time.

As we all know, when the moon is dark and the wind is high, it is a good time to do business, and Walter and the others who arrived in Imst in the morning had to find a foothold.

But that inevitably creates a problem, and it manifests itself the moment they enter the hotel.

"You guys seem very unfamiliar."

The old hotel owner raised his head and stared at the three men.

After all, they were not locals, and Walter and Ilmin were not well-known heroes before joining the Frontier Corps, so there was such a problem.

It would be fine if it was in the past, after all, a long time ago, when the Gothic Kingdom was still peaceful, merchants would come and go without attracting attention.

But now, in this period of preparation, strangers scurrying about must raise alarm.

But that's okay, they have an answer ready for that.

"we are……"