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At the same time, there was another change in Wendlow.

After entering the city, the wind of life magic on him disappeared.

There is no way to use the forest revival skill to make a few vines grow wildly and become towering trees.

There is also no way to create a petrified body that can make the target become extremely hard in an instant.

Mousse was well aware of this change.

The good news is that Windlo will no longer use life magic, but the bad news is that it will also have a significant impact on Mousse.

As for Windlow himself, he just felt hit.

After working hard outside for half a year, I might as well go home and farm.

At the same time, the level gap between different merchants in the empire was too large.

It is indeed not difficult to be a traveling merchant. You can just put your things on the table and start trading.

Being a traveling merchant is not a big problem. You can sell goods between different cities and provinces by walking along the roads.

But becoming a sedentary businessman with your own store is not easy.

Many people dream of having a store of their own, where every penny earned is theirs.

With an annual income of more than 10 gold coins, life is getting better day by day.

But most people can only work to make a living, and opening their own store is always an unattainable dream.

Windlow's depression only lasted a few minutes, and he was not crushed by poverty.

Whether it's looking up at the banking district of Altdorf, sighing that the rich must work harder and have better luck than you.

Or he would look around at the poor people in the East District who were still working late at night, shake his head and laugh at those who had not yet earned enough money for tomorrow's food.

The only thing that's certain is.

"It's just that I don't have money now! Thirty years on the east side of the Rick River, thirty years on the west side of the Rick River. Don't look down on young people because they are poor. One day I will be able to buy a house west of the Rick River in the capital!"

Mousse certainly doesn't care about these things.

Although dark elves have a long lifespan, they do not have long-term plans because they live in an unstable environment.

What thirty years and east and west of the river.

"Is the room ready for tonight? I've been sleeping in the wild for the whole winter."

Just as it was the last night in the capital of Altdorf, Windlow had already booked a nice single room.

I stood at the window, looked up at all the tall buildings in Aldorf, then turned over and fell asleep.

After thinking about their travel plans for the whole night, they packed all their luggage and headed out of the city early the next morning.

But at this time, there were many people watching at the city gate. Ordinary people living in the east district all gathered at the city gate and looked towards the banking area together.

"The Elector has returned."

A message was being passed among the crowd.

"Will the Elector have any new policies?"

"Guess who the electors will vote for. After all, according to tradition, a new emperor must be elected immediately after the emperor dies."

The chattering of the crowd also let Wendlow and Mousse know very important information.

That is the Elector of Reikland, Karl Franz himself is coming back.

The road was already crowded with people, most of whom came to see the Elector's heroic figure. Of course, there were also some imperial spies lurking among the crowd.

In order to ensure the prestige of the Elector, passers-by will of course be allowed to walk on both sides of the road. At the same time, officials will give you flower petals, and you can just throw them out when the time comes.

Naturally, Windlow also wanted to go forward to watch the fun. The most important thing was that there was a very special information that needed to be reported to Carl himself.

After checking to make sure they had no long-range weapons and putting away their daggers and swords, the two received a bouquet of flowers.

All you have to do is wait until Carl himself passes by and then sprinkle the flowers on the road.

In the distance, the Elector was already walking towards the city of Altdorf under the protection of the Reik Guards.

Karl Franz himself didn't like such pomp at all. I wonder how much money these meaningless bouquets would cost.

Then how much profit will the Finance Minister of Rick take from it?

But he still had a smile on his face and greeted all the residents of Rick County.

There is no other way. This is the easiest way to enhance the imperial authority and prestige.

Moreover, according to the reports from the spies of the Emperor's Eye, several cities and nobles in the south are a little dishonest due to the death of the previous Elector of Reikland and the departure of the current Elector.

A few flowers, a little praise, and a parade can make the southern nobles a little more obedient.

But Karl Franz would rather use this time to play with his griffin mount, Deathclaw.

There seemed to be a man and woman who were familiar to him in the crowd, and he seemed to have seen them in Mute's place.

It doesn’t matter. Carl waved to Wendlow and Mousse who waved at him with a very official smile on his face.

We are almost at the city gate. As long as we return to the Elector's Palace of Altdorf, everything will be over.

Then he went back to his office and dealt with the government affairs that had been piled up over the winter.

The late Emperor and former Elector Louisberd are dead, and now Karl Franz has to take up the banner of Reikland.

Outside the door, the heralds were reporting the information one by one.

Representatives of southern merchants requested a meeting, the commander of the garrison of Hemgate Fortress requested a meeting, and the envoy of condolences sent by the Elector of Midden requested a meeting.

"I don't want to see the nobles and envoys. Are there any ordinary people who want to see me today? The words of the vegetable seller in Altdorf are more trustworthy than those of these representatives and envoys."

"Yes, two civilians asked to see you. They said they had seen you in Mute Territory and that they had made a deal. The Rick Guards confirmed their identities and they had indeed seen them in Mute Territory."

Having said that, Karl Franz recalled what happened in the Mutter Territory.

I did meet a business couple, but I have completely forgotten their names.

"Okay, let them in."

Wendlow, who thought he would have to wait a long time, was the first one called by the herald.

After a thorough inspection and confirmation that there was no chaos corruption, he was forced to wear clean clothes and sent to the Elector's office.

"My Lord Elector, I have something to show you."

Wendlow also knew that time was running out, so he walked over with a few pieces of parchment.

However, Rick's guards immediately stopped Windlow with a halberd and took away what was in his hand.

After checking that it was non-toxic and non-magical, it was placed on a table one meter away from Carl, and the contents were read out word by word by a professional Rick Guard.

Originally he thought it was some land deed dispute, but after hearing the words above, Carl immediately told Rick's guard who was reading to shut up.

Then he walked forward and quickly scanned all the contents above.

There is nothing wrong with the parchment. It belongs to the nobles of Glenburg, and the handwriting on it is genuine.

In addition, the spies of the Emperor's Eye have already mentioned that the southern nobles are not normal and seem to be hiding something.

And all the little tricks that Glennburg had been doing since the time of the late Emperor Louis Bird.

Then he looked up and gave a glance, and two Rick Guards immediately went to the door of the office, closed the heavy door completely, and prepared for battle.

"Do you know that the above can prove the crime of rebellion against the nobles of Glenburg?"

Karl Franz strode over directly, and with his burly figure, he stood in front of Windlow like a mountain.

"Have you shown this to anyone else? Do you know what the price is for spreading rumors about the Imperial nobility?"