Poverty Alleviation Princess

The steam car stopped on the platform with a piercing whistle.

Wearing a light-colored windbreaker, the handsome young man with smooth, light-blonde short hair walked out of the car with a huge salute that was completely inconsistent with his temperament.

It was a bag that was almost one person tall and packed extremely bloated, and it seemed that it might leak out with a crash at any time due to a collision.

It's like bringing all your belongings with you...

No, normally, even if a gentleman wants to move, he will never run with so many things by himself.This combination was so abrupt that the people on the station couldn't help but cast their eyes away.

'Run away? '

'Where does anyone run away from home like that. '

'The clothes on his body are worth a lot of money. It doesn't look like he's in distress...but with such a salute, could it be that there are corpses inside? '

'If you put it that way, it's really possible. '

People thought they were discussing in a low voice, and as the guesses became more and more outrageous, people looked at him more and more wrongly.Some people even considered going directly to the police at the station.

This era is not peaceful. There are various legends about murderers in almost every place. All kinds of information are mixed in various legends, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.But when it comes to murderers, regardless of language or country, almost everyone will choose to believe.And a large number of people will swear by it, as if they have really seen it.

"..."

The young man with short light blond hair certainly heard these strange discussions.His originally smooth pace paused for a second, then quickened his pace and walked straight out of the station.

At this time, the stations are not full of all kinds of convenient public transportation like later generations.The common people and the poor will choose to walk back by themselves, while the wealthy nobles will ask their family's carriage to pick them up in advance.

If it is in between, you can choose to rent a carriage temporarily, but you have to go outside the station to find it yourself.

Arnold is not a squeamish young master, but he will not deliberately treat himself badly.

After a long business trip and still carrying so many things, he certainly would not choose to walk all the way back.So he stepped into a carriage and reported his destination - there was a stronghold of Giotto's self-defense regiment here, and when he got there, someone would naturally take him back with these things.

The coachman responded and waved the reins to let the carriage move forward.

There were not many people in the carriage today, and the speed of the carriage was faster than usual.After a while, they left the central area of ​​the neighborhood with various shops and buildings. There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road, and the buildings on both sides became sparse and simple.

The carriage stopped suddenly.

"Get out of the car."

The driver who was still obedient just now opened the door roughly.

Arnold didn't mind the coachman's rudeness, he sat upright in the carriage, just like those statues placed in the exhibition hall.He didn't even lift his eyelids: "This is not where I'm going."

"This is the place you are going to come to." The coachman spat out, "You don't want this to be the last place you arrive in your life, do you?"

The young man sitting in the carriage finally turned his head to look at the coachman standing at the door. He tore off his hat, revealing the scar on his face, and was looking at the people in the carriage with a grim expression. The sleeve showed his strong arm and the knife in his hand.

"...your actions bother me."

The young man in the carriage spoke as if talking about the weather.

That indifferent attitude angered the man outside the carriage.

"Don't think that you can be unscrupulous because you are covered by Giotto, this is not your manor, this is Sicily, and it is our territory!" He leaned into the carriage, and grabbed the well-dressed young man with one hand, " And you are in my hands now."

"Tell me, what is Vongo going to do? You'd better answer obediently and suffer less."

"This should be what I want to ask." The young man in the carriage held the hand that was grabbing him.The slender, white hand was like a work of art in an exhibition hall, but judging from the man's painful expression, it was clear how much force this hand exerted.

"Hand, my hand—"

"Tell me, who sent you here."

When Arnold turned his wrist, the man's hand twisted into a weird arc, and it seemed that a crisp snapping sound could be heard in the next second.With this posture, Arnold forced the man to back up, while he walked out of the carriage.

"asshole!"

The stout coachman reluctantly raised the knife in the other hand and chopped down.

Even if he didn't ask any questions, it would be considered a job for him to go back with the corpse and the big bag of things.

However, the feeling of the knife cutting through the flesh and the scene of blood splashing that he was expecting did not happen. Instead, the hand he took bent into a strange arc, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"Hands—my hands—"

Before he finished speaking, a cold handcuff pressed his two hands together.

"I have nothing to do with vongo, you have the wrong person."

These were the last words the coachman heard before losing consciousness.

On the contrary, the handsome young man who did it frowned.

He glanced at the man who fell on the ground, and then at the carriage. After a moment of silence, he still threw the man onto the carriage, and he drove the carriage to the original destination.

"I heard that Arnold was attacked?" After a rush of footsteps, the wooden door was pushed open from the outside, and the golden hair as bright as the sun and a beautiful face full of anxiety and concern appeared from behind the door.

"Are you okay? Sorry, it's all my fault."

Giotto, who always took the responsibility on himself first, looked apologetic. After seeing that Arnold was safe and sound, the anxiety receded from his beautiful eyes, leaving only guilt.

"It's all because of us that Mr. Arnold..."

"Who is that person?"

Arnold didn't care about his guilt, and asked directly what he wanted to know.

"It's a family that is against us."

Giotto spoke bluntly.

"Originally their sphere of influence overlapped with ours, but because of their misbehavior, they were kicked out by us."

Giotto didn't say how hateful the other party was angrily, but just stated a fact.

"Probably because I held a grudge against this, I came to the door when I saw that you had something to do with us."

There are always opportunities in turbulent areas, so the Kingdom of Two Sicilies has dozens of forces, large and small.

There are all sorts of homegrown powers, as well as foreign powers - but not all homegrown powers are good.

There are self-defense groups such as Vongo and his friends established by Giotto, and the Simon family established by Simon to fight against the invaders and protect their hometown, and there are also such unscrupulous grays as the Klopp family who did it this time. power.

What's more, the latter accounted for the majority.

They occupy the land, collude with the nobles, coerce the farmers to use the workers and guards under their control, and force the collection of protection fees and transportation fees.Not only that, but some will set up checkpoints between cities, and if you want to pass, you must pay another toll.

On the contrary, those who stand on the side of the people like Giotto are one of the alternatives.It is also a thorn in the side of many people.

"Anyway, I'm very sorry."

Giotto apologizes again.

"Nothing to do with you."

Arnold's curt response.

Knowing the ins and outs, and knowing exactly who to take revenge on, Giotto is useless to him, and he doesn't bother to invest energy on the other party.

Pointless.

On the contrary, it was A Yuan who was about to be chatted to death by Arnold, and the scene was about to become awkward, so she stood up and started the next topic.

"Is everything here?"

Arnold nodded.

"arrive."

"Thanks for your hard work." A Yuan opened her notepad and ticked off one of the pages.Then, she twisted a bit and spoke again.

"Well... are you going out again recently? There are still some things I want to trouble you with..."

Before Ah Yuan finished speaking, Arnold raised his head abruptly and looked at him straight.The eyes are so sharp that it makes the scalp tingle.If it was an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to finish his sentence with such sharp eyes.But after all, Ah Yuan is a person who has experienced all kinds of unimaginable things and accumulated all kinds of strange experience points.

It's just a tingling illusion, and I'm not afraid at all.

So she went on:

"In fact, I want you to look into this."

She handed over the documents she had prepared long ago.

Arnold's gaze fell on the roll of documents following her movements, but he didn't take it immediately.

Although he didn't speak, and there was no expression on his face, anyone could feel his resistance - just like a cat with an expressionless face refusing human approach.

"That... what is it? If it's convenient to say, maybe I can help too?"

Seeing this, Giotto offered to share Arnold's worries.

Although he actually still has a document that is more than one meter high and has not been approved, there are still [-] or [-] people to meet, and there are still [-], [-], [-], [-] meetings to be held in the future, and then he still needs to find time to meet the owner of the cornerstone—— Only she can make the foundation stone exert its power.

However, it was because of them that Arnold had the unpleasant experience before, and through the cooperation with A Yuan all the time, they also gained a lot.

So out of emotion and reason, he felt that he should help as much as he could.

A Yuan looked at Giotto, it's not that she doesn't trust him, it's just...

"I want Arnold to inquire about the popular new black tea and the suppliers when he returns to England. It may not be convenient for you..."

"..."

Giotto understands.

That is true.

How can they, who have not escaped poverty, know the latest trend of black tea?Those who can consider these are only the middle class who have no worries about food and clothing, as well as nobles and landlords.

Excuse me, he is talking too much.

But when Giotto was about to leave, A Yuan seemed to remember something, and suddenly stopped him: "Please wait a moment."

"what's up?"

Giotto turned around and faced A Yuan again.

"There is indeed something I want to ask you about."

Ayuan recalled what Musashi had reported to him before.

"Excuse me, have you ever heard of a cult organization called 'Dylan'?"

The author has something to say: Today is the update on the 2nd, and yesterday's is the 1st. Although I overturned, there will be no fewer updates.It's a pity that I updated the 6K ambition GG today.

... I can't believe that I rolled over today!

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