Chapter 33 Different People
"Hmm~hum~hum, the sunshine is really nice today. It is indeed a great day. Ah~, after the wild boar is gone, the air in the room has become fresher."

In the Baron's bedroom in the Hekou Town Castle.

Flynn was singing happily, and at this moment she was facing the dressing mirror, applying fine white powder on her face.

After covering the wrinkles and blemishes at the corners of her eyes, her bright red lips pursed, becoming crystal clear and attractive.

With her mature and charming face, one can't help but drool.

"Brother, that barbarian baron you hated is dead. You should be happy now. Why do you look so cold?"

After finishing her makeup, Flynn held her face in front of the mirror obsessively, intoxicated by her beautiful appearance.

After a while, she turned her head and looked towards the door with amusement.

The bedroom door was open.

There, her cousin, Knight Loren, was standing expressionlessly behind the door, staring at her with cold eyes.

"Mansaru is dead, and you don't seem sad at all." Knight Loren whispered.

"Why should you be sad? That disgusting wild boar should have died long ago. Barbarians are barbarians. I always make him take three baths before going to bed, but he always exudes the disgusting pigsty smell of the inferior people. I feel sick when I think about it."

An expression of extreme disgust appeared on Flynn's beautiful face, and she made no effort to conceal her disgust for her husband.

Knight Loren remained silent.

He was indeed hostile to Mansaru, and thought that the Lorosan was unworthy of being a noble of the kingdom.

But he had to admit that the other party really liked Flynn from the bottom of his heart.

He was willing to learn the tongue-twisting Royal language for his wife, recite funny poems, and buy expensive art paintings from Fuxing City at any cost to please his wife.

And because of Flynn's excessive jealousy of her beauty, the maids in the castle were replaced with ugly women.

Although Mansaru is a barbarian, Knight Loren has always seen his love and care for Flynn.

Now the other party has just died not long ago, even if he deserved to die, my sister shouldn't treat him like this.

"Ah, the prince from Renaissance City, I have finally waited for him. Just like in Master Arthur's oil painting, he will save me from the devil and kiss me passionately in the pure garden where roses bloom."

Flynn stood up from her chair, the image of that flawless handsome face appearing in her mind, with her arms outstretched as if hugging someone.

She stood on tiptoe and began to dance an elegant court dance, a sickly red color on her face.

"That person is not a prince, but Rossdale from Jianling, a glorious knight who came to the North to open up the country." Knight Loren said coldly as he stood aside.

"He has the noble blood of the kingdom and the duchy flowing in his veins. You'd better give up those meaningless fantasies."

When Flynn heard his words, she stopped dancing and laughed indifferently.

"My brother, you are still so old-fashioned and boring." She went to the window and looked at the shield and spear soldiers below the castle.

"Just like you said, he was a pioneer knight. He killed Mansaru now, and he must want to control the river mouth town and support his puppet here."

"My child, Hester, is only eleven years old now and is far from grown up. As the Baroness and the child's mother, is there anyone better than me to control him?"

Flynn smiled confidently, "He will come to me, and I will be roughly pressed on the bed by him. I will become his person during his galloping and take charge of the Bayou Town on his behalf."

Both sides of her cheeks turned red as if blood was about to drip out, and Flynn's eyes gradually became blurred.

"And you, my brother, you should help me, just like you accompanied me here thirteen years ago. I need to have my own manpower in this town."

After she came to her senses, she stared at Knight Loren with burning eyes.

Knight Loren avoided her gaze, "You have changed so much."

"Yes, the decline of my family has changed me a lot, and I have become so different that you hate me." Flynn laughed, "Then what about Lucia, my daughter, your innocent and lovely niece? She is only ten years old. What will she do if no one protects her?"

Watching Knight Loren leave, the smile on Flynn's face gradually disappeared.

"Oh, what a ridiculous man. After being caught in the weak spot, he still lets me drive him around."

She knew that Knight Loren would not ignore Lucia, just as she was sure that the knight would come to find her.

No matter the benefits or the beauty, the other party could not refuse her. Flynn held her cheeks with both hands and looked at the mirror obsessively.

"Mirror, mirror, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?"

"Ah, of course it is the beautiful Lady Flynn. No one could be more beautiful than her."

"no!"

In a simple house in Hekou Town.

Fifteen-year-old Maude looked out the door with horror, where a soldier was standing.

The bright silver armor was so shiny that it made him dizzy, and the sword at his waist was so solemn and majestic that it made him, who had only seen pitchforks and wooden sticks, feel fear in his heart.

After knocking on the door, the knight's squire took a step back and kept his distance when he saw the young man who opened the door trembling with fear.

"I'm sorry to scare you, but I wanted to ask you a few questions." He lowered his voice.

"What is your job in Bayou Town? How much do you earn every day?"

The knight's followers followed Rhodes' instructions and asked questions one by one.

Seeing the fully-armed soldier's calm tone, Maude felt relieved and did not dare to delay, and quickly answered the question.

The knight's squire slowly learned from him.

The serfs in these Hekou towns mainly make a living by fishing in the Hanshui River, and in their spare time they cut wood and collect materials for the baron.

Fishing nets and gear could only belong to the Baron.

The town's serfs were required to hand over 90% of their catch after borrowing the fishing boats.

The knight's attendant listened and looked into the house. It was just a shed with pitifully small space inside.

And under the beams, there were several black dried fish hanging that looked like charcoal.

Even through the door, the knight's attendant could feel the disgusting stench emanating from the dried fish, which made him dizzy and nauseous.

This is the Hanshui catfish, which lives at the bottom of the Hanshui River and feeds on silt and debris.

When coming out of the water, a large amount of disgusting mucus will be secreted from the body surface, which smells extremely fishy.

Even after a long time of washing and drying, it is still as disgusting as eating feces.

But it is precisely because it tastes disgusting, unlike the delicious salmon, sturgeon, cod and other fish in cold rivers.

The large number of cold water catfish, which were despised by nobles and merchants, became food for the serfs in Hekou Town and fed the people here.

When the knight's squire was observing the room, he suddenly noticed a head sticking out from under the quilt on the simple thatched bed.

It was a girl who looked about twelve or thirteen years old, and she couldn't help but look towards the gate with worry.

Seeing that he had been discovered, he quickly shrank back in fear.

The knight's squire frowned because he saw an ugly scar on the girl's face that covered most of her face.

When Maud discovered that her sister's ugly face was seen, she was suddenly panicked.

He was afraid that the soldier would be frightened by his sister's appearance and get angry.

This made Maude kneel on the ground, kowtow and apologize, begging for forgiveness.

"Get up, it's okay." The knight's attendant pulled him up.

Before leaving, he saw that there were no signs of adult life in the house, so he put his hands in his pockets.

After a pause, he let go of the silver coin and took out a bag of scattered 50 copper coins.

"This is the fee for the questioning. Thank you for your cooperation."

Maude held the purse in his hand and stared at the soldier's receding figure in a daze.

(End of this chapter)