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Windlow and Mousse once again got on the carriage to leave Aviheim, and the mad earl's words of judgment were still in their minds.

"You two can both destroy the world and save the world, so the result of the trial is no detention, no reward, and you will be released in court."

If Windlow hadn't held Mousse back, there's no telling how terrible the dread lord's rage would have exploded.

The Dread Lord will not suffer injustice in vain, but the traveling merchant said it is best not to offend the powerful.

Besides, the Mad Earl is very powerful, so even if Mousse wants to go back for revenge, he will definitely not have the chance.

Just as the two were driving the donkey cart out of Avilheim again, the sound of hurried horse hooves came from behind them.

He quickly turned around and saw that it was the Mad Count riding on his advisor Daisy Kurt von Heberling II, galloping towards him.

It’s over, it’s over. I finally got rid of this crazy earl, but I didn’t expect to be caught up by him again. God knows what kind of madness he will go through.

Jumping off Daisy Kurt von Heberling II, Marius Redolf ​​quickly ran to Windlow's side.

The latter can only pull the donkey cart. He can't fail to give face to the elector.

However, after seeing the laughing expression on Marius Redolf's face, Windlow became even more unsure.

"Hey, I heard from the guards that you were brought here from Rick?"

"Yes, Lord Earl, may I ask..."

"Is Louis Bird still the emperor now? I feel like the old man is dead, and it'll be about time before a new emperor is elected."

Fortunately, these words came from Marius Redolpho. If an ordinary person shouted that the emperor was dead, even the most enlightened elector would give him a rope and hang him on the city wall.

"The Emperor is dead? How is that possible?"

Windlow was very confused. After all, under the protection of the Imperial Rick Guards, nothing could harm the emperor himself.

"Don't worry about it, but I feel that the emperor is dead. I choose Karl Franz as the new emperor. If you go back to Rick Territory, please help me spread the word. Marius Redolf ​​of Ivy Territory publicly supports Karl Franz to be elected as the next emperor of the empire."

After saying that, Marius Redolf ​​turned around, rode Daisy Kurt von Heberling II leisurely back to his castle fortress.

Only then did Wendlow realize that he had not brought any guards with him along the way.

A man, a horse, or advisor, a rune sword, a dagger.

Apart from anything else, this Elector of Ivyland is indeed very fierce.

As his figure slowly disappeared in the castle fortress, Windlow and Mousse immediately whipped their donkeys, not daring to delay any longer, and fled from the land of Ivy as quickly as possible.

Heading east, in the warm autumn breeze, the two drove the donkey cart, strolling comfortably along the golden fields, embarking on their own business journey.

You can see the golden sunset floating above the soft clouds. The cool autumn breeze and the golden afterglow falling on your body make you feel very comfortable.

The rolling mountains beyond the horizon continue to spread, like a giant dragon lying on the edge of the world.

The forest isolates the world outside of sight. The nearby plains and the village not far away seem to be trapped together in an isolated island, with danger lurking everywhere.

At least the hot water in his hand was warm enough. Wendlow drank it slowly and then passed the water bag behind him.

Mousse, who was sitting in the donkey cart, ignored the pile of oats around him and kept playing with his weapon, the sword, wiping it, oiling it, and nitpicking.

After crossing the upper reaches of the Ivy River, the two officially arrived at the land of the Mute Territory.

This is the home of the Halflings, a group of peace-loving dwarfs. Even by dwarf standards, Halflings are very short.

Due to their racial talents, halflings have strong cooking and calculation abilities. Also, due to their short stature, they are very suitable to be thieves.

They can't help but want to open unlocked boxes, and they want to take possession of anything they don't own.

This is also their career choice, either become a chef, a shop owner, or a thief.

Since the land where the halflings live is part of Averland and Stirland, and was ceded to the halflings under the order of the previous emperor, the people of these two imperial territories hate the existence of halflings very much.

However, due to the characteristics of halflings, they believe in Sigmar in front of the Imperials, believe in the forest spirits in the forest, and believe in the Big Glutton in front of the ogres.

They would compliment an elf on his beautiful hair, and a dwarf on his thick beard.

This flexible belief allows the halflings to survive in complex situations, or perhaps they believe in nothing, otherwise where would their strong resistance to chaos come from?

In addition, Halflings have no kinship with humans, but are close relatives to Ogres. A large number of Ogres are happy to be employed by Halflings and come to help Halflings protect their lands.

Or they could help them with farming and grazing. Currently, the situation in the entire Mut territory is very peaceful.

Apart from the border frictions with Iverland and the Mad Count Marius Redolf ​​who always wants to declare war on the Halflings, this place is indeed a rare paradise.

In the fields of the Mouth Territory, halflings can be seen everywhere riding on the shoulders of ogres and directing them to harvest crops.

The golden fields were filled with the strong aroma of wheat, and the livestock in the ranch were eating the hay that had begun to turn yellow on the pasture.

The halflings' small houses are located under the various rolling hills like mole holes.

In the city of Mute, the largest city of halflings, a large number of halflings gathered in the square, seemingly watching something exciting.

This is the race of halflings. They can't keep any secrets, and they almost never lie. There are no barriers between people.

Whenever a problem occurs in a household, others will come to watch.

But this kind of onlookers is still very rare, almost all the halflings in the city gathered here.

Windlow immediately jumped off the carriage, covered all the cargo on the carriage with thick cloth, sealed it, and then secured it completely with ropes.

There is no way around it. This is how it is in the land of the Halflings. If you don't take good care of your belongings, they will take them away quietly.

They even call it not stealing, because you can take anything that is unattended.

In fact, the halflings' obsession with wealth is easy to understand, but the weirdest thing is their marriage relationship.

They adopted a monogamous system like the empire, but cheating on each other within marriage was the norm.

This results in their extremely terrible reproductive efficiency, and the overall society tends to be matriarchal.

Because the halflings were so short, Windlow and Mousse could see what was happening in the center of the square even if they were standing in the outermost circle.

There, the halfling female elder was standing at the table, negotiating something with the human in thick plate armor in front of her.

More than a dozen Rick Guards were maintaining order at the edge of the venue, otherwise there were always curious halflings who wanted to run over and stand by the table to listen to what their female elder and the human were talking about.

"This is strange, why are there Rick Guards here?"

Of course, Windlow recognized the thick plate armor and special feather decorations. They were the most powerful personal guards of the Elector of Rickland and the emperor himself in the entire Rickland.

And the human who was communicating with the halfling female elder, isn’t that guy...