Lord: Marry the villain's daughter at the beginning?

When the carriage with the Nightingale mark drove into the North, Graya's last bit of doubt about the North described by Prime Minister Kodick was dispelled.

The view from the car window was even more miserable than the North described by Kotick.

Because the activities of the resistance army have become more and more intense recently, many nobles have taken the initiative to send troops to protect Graya.

Of course, these nobles sent troops not because they were really worried that the resistance would attack the Nightingale Opera House. After all, the resistance's military discipline might be much stronger than that of these nobles' armies.

What these nobles were really afraid of was that those short-sighted military leaders in their own territories would rob the Nightingale Opera House's convoy. After all, those military leaders would only rob anyone they saw.

The Nightingale Opera House's convoy moved very slowly because whenever Graya saw beggars on the road, she would stop the convoy to give them relief.

Although the manager of the Nightingale Opera House has been complaining about this matter, there is nothing that can be done. Graya's influence is too great, and she is the biological mother of the Nightingale Opera House. So even if there are complaints from the entire fleet, no one objects.

"The child hasn't eaten for two days. The last time he ate was the sweet bark his father snatched from others."

This is a specialty of the North. Usually, people add a little fiber from this tree to paste to increase a little sweetness. Almost no one uses this tree as a staple food. After all, it is just a sweet bark.

But now, the sweet trees, which are already scarce in winter, are almost nowhere to be seen.

Graya felt extremely distressed when she heard this. She took out the soft bread handed to her by the servant and gave it to the child in her arms, who immediately began to gobble it up.

The woman looked at the bread in the child's hand and swallowed her saliva. Graya immediately waved her hand and said, "Let's eat here today. Prepare some food for this lady as well."

"Thank you Miss, thank you Miss!"

The woman was about to kneel down and kowtow. Although she wanted to kiss Graya's shoes, she was obviously not qualified.

After eating, the woman finally regained some strength and started chatting with Graya.

"It was possible to survive. After all, the child's father is a craftsman and the family has some savings. Maybe they can save some money to send the child to a church school."

"But aren't church schools free?"

Graya felt a little strange. Along the way, this North was indeed very similar to the North described by Codick, but it also seemed a little different.

"It was originally free, but since the death of the Grand Duke, life has become increasingly difficult, and the church schools have started to require gifts to the priests in order to enter."

Graya was stunned when she heard this, but she still patiently held the woman's dry, dark and thin hand and continued to listen to what she said.

"We originally had a little money, but then Lord Doug."

The attendant beside him corrected him: "It's the Governor."

"Oh, Mr. Governor."

The woman continued, pronouncing the awkward word unskillfully: "Governor Doug has issued new money. Everyone must use the new money to buy and sell. If you are caught using the old money, all the old money will be taken away."

"It was fine at first, because it seemed like the money could really buy more things, and every day soldiers said that the money was made by the royal alchemist hired by the governor, and that they would never be given out in excess, and that no one else could imitate it. In short, everything was good, and my family didn't understand, so we just exchanged everything."

"Then all the money was gone. We only exchanged a few thousand coins in total, but later a loaf of bread cost hundreds of thousands of coins. My father had to spend his wages quickly after receiving them every day, otherwise the money would become worthless. Later, no one hired my father to work because everyone was broke. He could only sell himself to the master to make a living."

After saying this, the thin and dark woman couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Can you show me the new money?"

After Graya finished speaking, the child handed over a piece of paper with snot stuck on it. The servant wanted to stop her, but Graya took it anyway.

This is indeed a banknote with Doug's portrait printed on it. It is probably because Doug gave up the family crest of the Borean Bear, so he can only print his own portrait on it, or maybe he is just being vain.

Graya only pulled it lightly and knew that the quality of the banknote was very poor, not much better than the one she used to use in the toilet.

The nobles along the way didn't mention these things at all, because they were still using the old silver leaf coins for transactions and didn't need the new money at all.

Looking at the mother and son in front of her, Graya wanted to take out some silver leaf coins to help them, but thinking that these silver leaf coins could not be used for transactions now and might be taken away by the soldiers, Graya could only ask the servants to leave some food, and then left the small cave where the mother and son lived in the wind and snow.

There is no need to worry about food and supplies. When you arrive at the next territory, the local lords and nobles will immediately flatter Graya and help her replenish them. This is also the reason why Graya can provide relief while walking.

Several days later than originally expected, Graya finally arrived at the river valley, which was originally the territory of Doug's nephew Sean, and has now become Doug's main city.

No one knows whether it is because this place is the richest or because the resistance here is the most intense and needs to be suppressed by Doug himself.

"Dear lady, your arrival has won the hearts of the wind and snow in the North."

Doug went out of town to greet them wearing his most gorgeous clothes, but the first thing Gloria saw was not Doug's clothes that were flashing like crazy mirrors, but the somewhat desolate streets in the distance.

Although there has always been prejudice against the North, the river valley is also a rich and prosperous area for most nobles. Even in winter, there are endless merchants and lights on the streets. It is hard to imagine that this bleak and desolate place, like a dead city, is the richest city in the North.

Graya nodded hesitantly, not listening to Doug's series of flattery.

When they entered the city, the feeling of desolation hit them directly in the face. It was not until they entered the inner city that Graya felt that familiar feeling, the taste of decadence and extravagance.

This feeling was even stronger than when Graya was in the capital.

At night, Doug introduced Graya in the most grand way.

“Dear ladies and gentlemen,

Tonight, we are fortunate to welcome the glory of this city, this artist who has fascinated countless people. Every note of hers seems to be the starlight sprinkled from the sky, and every melody seems to be the gentle touch of the breeze caressing the soul.

She is a spirit on the stage, and with her unparalleled talent, she has pushed opera art to a new peak. Her performance is not only a display of skills, but also a resonance of emotions and a sublimation of the soul. Every time she appears, it is a baptism of the soul. "

The nobles stood up and applauded.

Doug specially transformed an area of ​​the castle into a layout similar to that of an opera house. Feeling the familiar atmosphere, Greya immediately appeared on the stage with the help of various light effects and magic, and conquered the nobles in the audience with a stunning lyrics.

Graya's main purpose of coming to the North this time was to perform for charity and seek donations, and the nobles in the audience also donated generously.

But Graya knew that these nobles didn't care where the money went at all, and even just regarded the money as a reward to themselves. As for fundraising, if these nobles really had kind hearts, they would not let the people in their territories chew on tree bark.

Graya's subsequent condition was not very good and the opera ended very quickly, but no nobles cared. After all, Graya's opera was relatively popular, which made many nobles not really like Graya.

Moreover, the most important significance of Graya's arrival to these nobles is that it provides them with an opportunity for socializing. The opera is just a diversion during the ball.

Although Doug was showing off like crazy in front of Greya, and even talked about everything from poetry to the ancestor of opera, Greya's attention was all on the noble next door who was bragging about how much he had earned with Doug coins, and she just dealt with Doug casually.

Greya had seen many people like this in the royal capital. They had only two purposes, which was to climb onto her bed or to let herself climb onto their bed. Doug was the most impatient one among them.

The person in charge of the Nightingale Opera House stepped forward and took over the conversation between Greya and Doug. Greya is now the lifeblood of the Nightingale Opera House. She will only sell her art and not her body, even if the money is increased.

The people in the North are suffering so much, Graya kept lamenting in her heart, and she was even more worried about the upcoming gray-collar trip.

Even the Doug Territory, which surrendered to the King and embraced freedom, lived such a miserable life, so how much better could the gray-collar territory known as the Devil Viscount's be?

What's worse is that in Doug's territory, the nobles along the way would help with supplies for the sake of their reputation. But after reaching the western part of the northern border, how much supplies can they get? Will their reputation still work?