Release that Witch

As long as the evil moon is not over, the streets of the fortress are always cold and clear, and even the ubiquitous mice are shrinking, hiding in the grounds where they don’t see light, eating the food saved in the fall, waiting for the warmth. New prey that appeared afterwards. ?

It should have been the case.

Damn, why do I have to risk the wind and snow to listen to what policy preaching? Snake teeth spit in the ground and spit in the ground, the things that the great masters want to do, have nothing to do with our fart.

"Put up the collar," he looked at the short, Joe, who was shaking around him. "Infected with the cold, you are not saved."

"He shouldn't come out with us at all," Kwai frowned. "Inquired about the news, how do you need four people? This is Kanash's aim at us."

"Province province, even if it is targeted, how can it be," the most powerful tiger claws don't take it for granted. "He can hold our food source." That being said, he still walked two steps, blocking three. In front of people, the snakes feel that the cold wind is a lot smaller.

"Thank you... thank you," Joe whispered.

But when it comes to Kanash, everyone can't afford it.

There are also grades in the mouse, from the top king to the bottom of the bottom, occupying different sections. Kanash is neither a king nor a tail. He is the manager of Wuwei Lane in the West End of the Outer City. To be counted down, it should be considered waist...or belly. But no matter what the other party is, snakes and other people will be respectful and screaming at the boss.

Such a manager has a total of six in the Western District. As for the boss above, the king of the Western District, the snake tooth has never seen it.

There are several groups of rats under Kanash, and they are one of them. There is no doubt that the stronger the strength, the more favored managers are. Unfortunately, as the street children in the alley, their numbers are not thin, even the fight, the arms and legs are finer than the other side, and they are inherently at a disadvantage. Of course, except for the tiger claws, his figure is not like It is a day that only half a piece of black bread can grow.

As for the targeting of the brown girl, it is even lucky to get home. There was a witch in the alley, and the snake tooth wanted to use her ability to change some coins. I didn't expect to go out and hit the big man in the elk family. As a result, the money did not earn much, and even the witch was lost.

It was because of this break that Kanash was particularly annoyed to several of them, thinking that if he handed over the witch to him earlier, it would be a better choice to sell it to the nobility or to the church.

"He just talked about it," Snakes dismissed. "Sell to the church for twenty-five golden dragons? Where is he going to find those gods and priests? The churches are all in ruins. The nobles are not old." I honestly handed Jinlong to a mouse, and he didn’t have the life to get the money."

"The snake's teeth said, it's right," Joe said with a shiver. "If it is true, it is our reason for him to lose and lose twenty-five golden dragons. He has already thrown our bodies into the Chishui River. It’s inside.”

"Kanasch only dared to hand over the witch to the king of the Western District, but also to guard against the unpredictable ability of the witch. He did not have the stone of punishment." The snake said, "The guy just saw that we are not pleasing to the eye."

"What bought and bought, she is white paper, and we are a group!" Kwai took a snake tooth, "You still want to treat her as a cargo!" She said that suddenly there was a meal. "Hey, you won't sell her at the time!"

"I didn't have it!" he muttered. "I was dead to protect her, but the other is the city owner!"

"I don't know if she is doing well in Bianbu Town," the tiger claw sighed.

“How good can it be,” Kwai said. “What is the difference between being played by a prince and being played by a nobleman?”

Is it... well said, waiting for you to see the aristocratic life, I am afraid that there is a big aristocrat to play with you, snakes and mouths.

When I arrived at the fortress square, the four people were accidentally present. The wooden platform was set up here and a bonfire was set. There are still about two or three hundred people around the table, and it is a rare sight in the days when the snow is flying.

"Someone actually preached here," the tiger claws whispered. "What kind of tricks do the nobles want to play?"

"It's definitely not good news," Snakes shrugged. "I guess it's taxation? Or is it that they haven't been playing before?"

"In short, it has nothing to do with us," said Kwai. "Hurry and go back early, Joe, you go to the campfire and warm up."

"Good, good."

Snake teeth bypassed the crowd and walked to the side of the table. The man standing on it was wearing a thick cotton jacket, a woolen hood, and a pair of buckskin gloves on his hands. He felt warm when he looked. Compared to the dirty and old linen clothes on your body, it is completely heaven and earth. If you can find a chance to grab it, it will be fine... But he also knows that this is his own delusion. The elk's family cloak behind the preacher indicates the identity of the other party.

The waiters of the four families are by no means a rat can afford.

"You don't follow Joe to roast the fire. I can listen to it alone," said the snake tooth to the other two.

“Really?” Tiger claws raised their eyebrows.

"Of course, my memory is very good," he pointed to his head. "Whether it is to remember, remember, or avenge."

"Hey," Lian said with a smile. "You can do it. Since you said so, I am not welcome... let's go, big man."

"But you have to divide me a bit for dinner."

"Let's talk about it, I don't know if there is any today!" she waved.

After the two left, the snakes patted the cold cheeks and turned their attention back to the wooden platform. These messages are meaningless to the bottom of the mouse, but in the belly and the king's eyes, there may be a chance to make a profit. Of course, even if they can get anything, there is almost no leakage.

"You city people, this is from the Western Territory guardian Roland. His Majesty the Royal Highness, the Earl of Elk, Chara, Hermon, and the long-song fortress, the governor, Pedro Hermon." The speaker drank a hot breath. Ale, holding a piece of parchment, said loudly, “The fortress city hall is now open for grain purchases, and urban residents who have extra food in their homes can go to the market at any time. But please note that from the next month, any privately sold food will be sold. The behavior will be regarded as a felony. Only the City Hall has the right to buy and sell food! Once it is arrested for private sale, it will be severely punished. The City Hall also welcomes reports from any city people. Twenty-five silver wolves!"

The snake tooth opened his mouth in surprise, and he didn't expect to hear such amazing news when he came!

Those nobles actually want to ban food sales!

Moreover, the price of the grain and the price of the sale given by the City Hall are very low. It is necessary to know that the advance of the demon moon has led to a gradual increase in the price of the food. By now, it is almost three times the market price, and it is obvious that the snow is not scattered. It is impossible to fall. According to the price in the new policy, who is willing to sell it to the city hall at a low price, but how much food is pulled out by the other party, how much can the aristocrats and merchants swallow, haven't the prince and the city owner considered this problem?

But...what if they really banned private sales, what would it look like? The snake's teeth couldn't help but shudder, knowing that most of the food in the hands of most civilians was bought from rats. Once the passage was cut off, the food in the market was swept away by the aristocratic merchants, and I was afraid that a big chaos would come soon! (To be continued.) 8