Poverty Alleviation Princess

"The power of the flame...?"

When it comes to flames, A Yuan's first reaction is that it can be used to boil water for cooking, and there is fire in the stove.

But it is probably because she is ignorant, so far she only knows that fire can disfigure one's face, but she does not know that fire can also change one's appearance.

Or is the fire in this world extraordinarily different?Considering that she has never entered the kitchen and set fire by herself since she came here, maybe there is such a possibility, but she doesn't know it.

So in the face of Giotto's explanation, she could only show a blank yet polite smile, waiting for his follow-up explanation.Fortunately, although Giotto is not a sensitive and careful type, he does not have the habit of always talking until he thinks enough and then shutting up like Arnold.Knowing that 'flame power' is still a very unfamiliar concept to ordinary people who have never been in contact with it, I continued to explain it.

"The flame I'm talking about is not the flame we usually see used to burn things, but a special power derived from the cornerstone."

"It has different attributes, and some special people can convert the power possessed by the body into practical tools for use—for example, the people you said before are like people who have used magic to disguise themselves, That is to use the power of the mist-attributed flames to change one's appearance and achieve the effect of disguise."

"And it wasn't done using some tangible substance, so even if you tear the other person's face, you won't be able to find out the problem."

...sounds like magic.

A Yuan tried to sum up the key points.

Or it's the "blurring method" that is often called in the East... No, it should be called "illusion".

A Yuan himself does not know illusion, but for some reason, when he thinks of this word, he does not feel it is strange.It seems that I have experienced it somewhere or in some way.

But that's just a feeling of déjà vu, and it doesn't matter.

"Do you have this power too?" she asked.

"Yes." Giotto nodded after a few seconds of silence, "Me too."

It should be something to be proud of, but when he mentioned it, his expression didn't show any excitement or joy.

Seeing that A Yuan was still in a daze, he took the initiative to extend his hand to her.

Perhaps because he was still fighting just now, he was wearing a pair of black gloves of invisible material.The already slender fingers looked even more slender against the black backdrop.

Then, something magical happened.

Orange, illusory flames emerged from his palm, quickly surrounding his entire palm.Although the flames looked as illusory and shallow as projections, they were real.

It's hard to describe what kind of feeling it was, but Ah Yuan did feel a certain kind of power permeating the surroundings with the appearance of the flame.

It's a bit like the chakra of ninjas, but it can be distinguished that it's not the same thing...

In short, very mysterious.

"Hey! Giotto, are the wounded all right?"

The red-haired young man finally withdrew from the battlefield ahead and hurried over. Hearing his voice, Giotto also put away the flame in his hand and looked over.

"Sivnora took over the frontal battlefield and I hurried back. Brook spent all his money and even invited Raymond's private troops."

Seeing that Giotto and the camp are safe and sound, the red-haired young man's high heart can finally be put back in his stomach.

I thought that the combination of the two big forces, Brook and Friedman, was all this time, but I never expected that they would also unite with Raymond's private army.

He looked at the peaceful camp in front of him with lingering fear, and then at the young lady and her bodyguard who were still helping.

If it weren't for these two people, if it wasn't for Arnold's personal grievances against Friedman's assassination team.

in case……

If it weren't for these 'ifs', they might have really suffered heavy losses this time.

Thinking of the news brought back by Sivnora, G was afraid for a while.

Although Raymond didn't have many people, and he didn't expand in a high-profile way, his unpredictable private army has always made people very afraid.

Legend has it that as long as the price is paid enough, no matter how difficult the task is, they will use incredible means to complete it.

Therefore, although he kept a low profile, no one in the Kingdom of Two Sicilies or the Kingdom of Sardinia dared to underestimate him.

I don't know what price Brook and Friedman paid to let Raymond lend this private army.

"By the way, Spedo... Huh? Didn't Spedo come to support?"

G looked around, but did not see the figure of the well-dressed nobleman.

"No." Giotto shook his head blankly, he had never heard that Spedo would come back today.

"It's strange, Sivnora said that he has come to support first."

G frowned, although it was expected, he knew that the guy from the noble family was not the same as them.But the other party's escape at such an important time still made him a little bit dissatisfied.

It's just that giotto chooses to trust him.

G clenched his fists, and there was a stern look in his eyes.

I just hope he can understand the weight of this trust, don't let him down.

Although it was the party that was attacked, the loss was not small.But Giotto and the others won in the end and further consolidated their position.That's the happy ending, and it's something to celebrate.

Therefore, it does not matter whether there will be other dangers in the future, or whether the opponent has a second hand, just wait for them to clean up the battlefield, and an invitation to a celebration banquet jointly held by nearby nobles and big landlords will come to everyone. before.

Although Ah Yuan is not a member of Vongole, as a local orchard owner, he also received the invitation letter.

The banquet was held at a nearby manor - the home of Lambo, a local aristocrat and a member of the Vongole.

It was here that A Yuan met the other guardians of Vongole for the first time.

In addition to G, the leader's deputy, there is also the priest—that is, Naker who punched out and destroyed a house before, and the young man with rare green curly hair, who is the owner of this manor, Lan Bao.

Damon Spedo, who has not been at the headquarters for a long time and is also the only one from a noble family, is said to have also come, but A Yuan has not seen anyone so far.

Several other people...Although they have different personalities, they all showed kindness to A Yuan, a business partner who helped him a lot.

how to say.Although it's hard to imagine their usual working status - such as statistics, organization, finance, business negotiation, etc., it can be seen that they are all 'good people' with their own characteristics.

Except for a few guardians, Ah Yuan spent most of the night with these nobles and rich men of the same class as him, and it can be said that this is the first contact with each other.Naturally, it takes some time to contact and test.

She would rather stay at home and write the chapter for three days and three nights.

Finally freed from the hypocritical greetings, A Yuan slipped to the farthest corner and breathed a sigh of relief on the small balcony next to the wall.

However, just as she lifted the heavy curtain, she found that there was already someone behind.

"You're here too."

The blond young man who was leaning against the guardrail of the balcony and blowing the wind turned his head and smiled slightly, and moved aside while talking, giving way to someone else.

Friends who don't see outside at all share this fishing holy place that is too cornered and not easy to be disturbed by others.

"When Lan Bao's family built this manor, I fell in love with it." He also introduced by the way, "Because it is close to the wall, it is smaller than other terraces, and it is located in a corner, so it is very hidden. If you are lazy here, you will basically not be caught—except for some people who wholeheartedly want to find people."

It seems that you really came a lot.

A Yuan did not refuse the other party's kindness, and leaned against the guardrail to blow the air.

The night wind was slightly cold, but after experiencing the smoky social scene, blowing such a cold wind made people feel comfortable to breathe.

"Want to drink?" A Yuan handed over an untouched wine glass, "You don't seem to be in a good mood?"

Giotto didn't answer, but just smiled wryly:

"I can tell?"

"Hmm... are you too tired?"

Just after finishing the game during the day, I came to the banquet at night. It was indeed a very tight and exhausting itinerary.

"……may be."

Giotto propped his hands on the guardrail and looked up at the starry sky.

"What about you? Aren't you tired?"

Just when Ah Yuan felt that the other party would not answer again, the blond young man suddenly spoke again.

"What do you mean?"

As long as it is a living person, there will definitely be times when it is tired, but she guessed that this is probably not what the other party meant by tiredness.

"That is, you managed so many properties, and then you went from your hometown to London, and then from London to here, don't you feel very tired?"

What Giotto said was very fragmentary, but the former monarch Ayuan, who had experienced the devil's journey, could still understand the meaning.

"You mean you're tired of the content of the job?"

"...Probably this one." The blond young man was still looking up at the night sky. "I always feel that many things are different from what I imagined at the beginning."

Just like today.

Thinking of what he just heard about the treatment of the captives, Giotto felt as if a heavy stone was pressed against his chest.

It's not that he can't understand their desire to kill the captive.

Those who attack one's own enemies are murderers who may kill one's relatives and friends.But not all of them deserve death.Many of these people are just ordinary people who have been driven here.

They are not guilty of death.

But if they let go of the ordinary people among the captives like this, it will give the outside world the perception that they are easy to bully, and even if they attack them, they don't need to pay any price.

And once they have such a cognition, their life will be extremely difficult in the future.

There will be countless people wanting to pounce on them and bite them.

Obviously at the beginning, he just wanted to protect the land that gave birth to him, and wanted to fight for important people.

Whether it is influence or power, he has never thought about it.

But as the family continued to expand, more and more things ran counter to what I thought.

"If it were you, how would you treat the captive?"

he asked suddenly.

"captive?"

"Correct."

She is familiar with this: "Work."

A Yuan replied without thinking.

In the past, except for the vicious ones, all the captives, whether ninjas or ordinary people, were sent to work by her.

Those who burn coal, those who build houses, those who saw wood, and those who reclaim wasteland.

So much physical work.

Captives are the best labor to send up—it is much more cost-effective than going elsewhere to promote and drain or pay for slaves.

"Do, work?"

Giotto froze for a moment.

"Yeah, if you don't work, do you want to feed them for nothing?"

"There's so much manual labor to do." A Yuan counted with his fingers, not counting those in Huiye Kingdom, but here, "The orchard still needs to be weeded, deep plowed and expanded, and the soil matured. The fruit trees have not been cleaned up yet, and new fruit seedlings will be planted when new fruit seedlings come.”

"The canals and wells haven't been repaired yet, and I need at least two more canals to irrigate my orchard."

"The road has not yet been repaired. Although the cement plant is still selecting a site, it is necessary to manually repair the road to make it more regular, and to remove the stones, weeds and mudflats on the road. Doesn't it also need manpower?"

"There are still houses. Don't you want to repair so many houses? I think some dilapidated and dilapidated houses can be taken down and rebuilt."

"Anyway, it's not your base camp and it's not a secret passage. It's just residential buildings and streets, and it doesn't involve secrecy."

"Apart from captives, it's not easy to find such a large-scale labor force of young and middle-aged people. Especially those who don't need to pay salaries and only need to take care of food and shelter. You really can't find a second one with a lantern."

"Yes, is that so?"

"Of course it is, otherwise you think, if you put all the captives back, it is equivalent to returning the combat power to your enemy. If there are people, he may make a comeback. So releasing it directly is not a good choice. "

"Then... kill him?"

Giotto pursed his lips and asked the question he cared most about.

"Are you stupid?" A Yuan looked at the young man next to him lovingly with the eyes of a silly child, "Let me ask you first, are you rich enough to say that we have too many people and don't know what to do?" ?”

"No, no..."

"It takes at least 16 years for a person to become a mature labor force from birth. How many 16 years do you have to train enough young and middle-aged labor force?"

"..."

"So, who gave you the courage to let you waste a bunch of young and middle-aged labor that took more than ten years to grow?" What are you thinking!

When it comes to his old business, A Yuan appears to be extra confident, and his stature also looks extraordinarily tall in an instant.At least Giotto tilted his head back subconsciously.

"..."

The handsome blond youth took a few deep breaths and closed his eyes.

"Sorry, I have to excuse me."

I'm going to find someone to get them to wake up with me too!

The author has something to say: Ah Yuan: I don’t care whether you are traditional or not, I just ask if you have enough labor?Is the infrastructure ready?Is the rebuilding project budget enough?

What?Not enough to dare to have such a dangerous idea about these free laborers?Reflect on me!

Ah Yuan, a miraculous social animal princess who can bring various problems into her own field (?) and defeat others with her rich experience (hey)