The years when I was a nobleman in the world of Terra

"Is that true?"

"Of course, isn't this very simple and easy to understand?"

While Linguang's emotions and thinking were still in chaos, Charlotte struck while the iron was hot.

"Linguang, if you don't believe what I'm saying, you can go and find out what the Casimir civilians really think."

ps: The update is here!

ps2: Who is your favorite character in Ark?

Chapter 4 opens the door to a new world

Bypassing the relatively busy downtown area, Charlotte, the two girls and a guide walked around and came to a slum area where almost no noble lord would take the initiative to approach.

Even without going deep, just quietly looking at the uneven buildings in front of her, Charlotte can feel how bad the living conditions of the people living here are.

It was a series of short and dilapidated houses. The rusty fences seemed to fall off if they were lightly broken. The walls that should have been white turned yellow and blue, and even on some walls, continuous patches of moss were seen.

At this moment, the wind picked up, and a foul smell was blown to Charlotte, making him cover his mouth and nose.

"Is this a slum?"

"Master Viscount, this is the slum area."

The civilian in charge of leading the way nodded and bowed.

"I won't remember the villain wrongly. This is the largest slum in Casimir."

Jimmy Soapy Water felt that he was really lucky today. He was originally in charge of unloading goods in a small restaurant outside the National Knight Training Center, but he was lucky enough to be selected by a Viscount to lead the way, and he was able to talk to the Viscount. A few words, these two points alone are enough for him to brag to his workers for a long time in the future

You must know that the Casimir region is a country with extremely distinct classes, and the gap between commoners and nobles is like a gap.Let alone the commoners who want to talk to the nobles, even if the nobles make some unreasonable demands, most of the time they can only swallow their anger.

So when Charlotte pointed it out, Jimmy Suds was ready to lie on the ground tired today. The young viscount must have asked himself to do some heavy work, or repair the flowers around the viscount's castle. If the Lord Viscount is in a good mood, he may give himself a small piece of white bread. If the Lord Viscount is in a bad mood, he may have nothing.

But what Jimmy Sudshui didn't expect was that the Lord Viscount just needed to lead the way by himself, and even specifically explained to his boss that he must pay his salary today as usual.

Just leading the way and being paid a day's wages, Jimmy Sudshui felt that there was nothing better in the world than this.

"Master Viscount, do you have any other orders?"

Nodding and bowing, Jimmy Soapy smiled obsequiously.

"As long as it is something that a villain can do, he will definitely try his best to do it."

"Not yet, can you tell me your name?"

"The villain's name?"

The first reaction was of course flattered, but after thinking about it carefully, Jimmy Soapy felt that something was wrong.

It is normal for the nobles to come and go when they call the commoners, and no noble will ever care whether the commoners are willing to work for them, let alone remember the names of the commoners one by one. up.

There is a young Lord Viscount in front of me, of course Lord Viscount is also a member of the nobles, so why on earth would Lord Viscount want to know his name?

Could it be that he held a grudge because he was dissatisfied with himself, and remembered his name so that he could take revenge?

When this thought appeared in his mind, Jimmy Sudsy's whole body trembled, his knees softened on the spot, and he almost hugged Charlotte's thigh and burst into tears.

"Master Viscount, I was wrong."

"What the hell, why did you suddenly make a mistake?"

"I don't know where I went wrong, but I just did."

Jimmy Suds has a begging expression all over his face.

"Master Viscount, I beg you to spare the villain. I still have a 50-year-old mother, wife and children at home. I will never dare again!"

"Wait, wait, wait for me."

Charlotte with a puzzled face prevented Jimmy Suds from kneeling.

"Wait for me first, why did you suddenly say you were wrong?"

"Because Lord Viscount, you asked the villain's name."

"I asked your name is you wrong?"

"Isn't it because the villain made a mistake that the Viscount asked my name?"

"Did no one ever tell you not to answer questions with questions..."

The exhausted Charlotte was unable to support his forehead, but he finally figured out why the person in front of him suddenly lost his nerve.

It is also because the idea that everyone is equal in the previous life is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people that even after traveling for so long, Charlotte still can't learn the bossy tone of the nobles to the common people.

But the problem is, for the civilians in Casimir, Charlotte's tone of voice when chatting with friends is abnormal.

This can be regarded as a misunderstanding caused by cultural differences, and Charlotte can indeed feel that he has not completely gotten used to the change in his identity.

"You did nothing wrong."

Charlotte pulled up Jimmy Suds who was already on his knees.

"I won't take revenge on you, I just want to know your name."

"……Really?"

"tell me your name!"

"Jimmy Suds!"

Jimmy Soapy, who gave a jolt, answered quickly.

"Master Viscount, I really didn't mean it!"

"I don't care if you did it on purpose, take this."

Originally, Charlotte wanted to thank him, but if he really did, this Jimmy Suds probably wouldn't have to expect to sleep soundly for many days to come.

"This is……"

Jimmy Sudshui looked at the [-] Longmen coins in his hand, and was completely dumbfounded.

This is one hundred Longmen coins, which is almost half a month's salary for him!

"I can't take this, it's my honor to help the Viscount lead the way."

"You take this Longmen coin and get out of here now."

"Master Viscount, I'm leaving now!"

Seeing the back of Jimmy Sudshui leaving in a panic, Charlotte sighed softly.

"The civilians who feel for Casimir are a bunch of jitters."

"What does shaking m mean?"

There is no need to look at the face specially, just hearing this cynical and maddened voice, Charlotte can know who is talking to me.

"Meaning masochist."

At first w didn't seem to react, but after he did, the laughter couldn't stop completely, his eyes narrowed into a small slit.

"It's really appropriate. The people in this land are indeed masochists. They have suffered so much inequality and oppression, but they have no intention of resisting. But then again, if someday someone Casimir raised the banner called revolution, little Charlotte, would you be willing to follow under this banner?"

Without waiting for Charlotte to answer, W answered another sentence.

"It's definitely not. After all, how can nobles like you care about the lives of civilians? Just like commanders on the battlefield, they never care about the lives of soldiers or even anyone. , as long as the ultimate strategic goal can be achieved, and one or two pawns are sacrificed, there is nothing worth caring about at all."

It feels like w is caring about something, but it doesn't feel like that. As for what the real meaning of the Sarkaz girl wants to express, the current Charlotte is not yet capable of judging.

"Yeah, as a nobleman, how can I care about the life and death of civilians?"

Charlotte followed W's words and continued.

"If one day in the future, I also treat you as a pawn, will you blow me up on the spot?"

"No, how could I do such a thing."

W grinned and shook his head.

"The most is to put a time bomb in your underwear without anyone noticing, and when you are alone at night and put your hand in your crotch because of loneliness, boom—how awesome."

"As expected of you."

Charlotte gave her thumbs up.

"It's not something normal people can do at all."

"But isn't what you are doing now something that normal nobles can't do?"

"You mean I brought you here in the ghetto?"

"Well, you really are hiding something from me."

"Aren't you the same?"

Charlotte raised an eyebrow.

"Each each other."

The topic came to an end here, and the two people who had their own concerns and tacitly did not choose to continue talking.

The midday sun caused Charlotte and W to draw a shadow on the ground respectively, and the shadow followed behind the master to form two parallel lines, which were very close, but there was no possibility of overlapping for the time being.

W walked ahead with Charlotte's arms in his arms, and the preoccupied knight girl Linguang followed them silently until they stopped in a hidden corner of the slums.

Lin Guang, who was still immersed in his own world, didn't pay attention, and bumped directly into Charlotte's back.

"Mr. Charlotte, I'm sorry."

Linguang came back to his senses and apologized repeatedly.

"No need to apologize."

said Charlotte.

"This is where we are going, and you can take a good look at it later."

"What can I see?"

Linguang stared into Charlotte's eyes.

"A completely different picture."

Charlotte shrugged slightly.

"Maybe it can open the door to a new world for you."

……

Slightly dim indoor lights, noisy human voices, the smell of sweat and corruption are mixed together, just standing still can easily cause a kind of physical discomfort.

But for Linguang from a young family background, she doesn't hate this disgusting smell, and even feels a little familiar with it, because it reminds her of the years when she fought against the Ursus invaders .

Although the Grand Duke Casimir has signed a peace agreement with Emperor Ursus, and the knights of Casimir will not need to set foot on the battlefield for a long time, Linguang has never forgotten that the Ursas army gave Cassie The pain caused by the people of Mir, and vowed that one day Ursus' army would never dare to approach Casimir's territory again.

But these are off topic, Linguang also knows that now is not the time to continue thinking about the past.Since Charlotte brought herself here, there must be some intention behind it, so she will open her eyes wide to see clearly what happened in front of her.

Linguang took two steps forward, put his hands on the guardrail in front of him, and watched every move below with his eyes wide open.

It looked like a small private workshop owned by a certain nobleman, but what Linguang saw was a bit different from what he had seen before.

In Linguang's perception, only when the nobles picked up the whips would the enthusiasm of the workers have the possibility of a slight increase.But even if the nobles picked up the whip, the enthusiasm of the workers has always been low. Most of the time, they look like they are not working hard, and most of them are just waiting to die. Looks like he's leaving get off work.

But the group of people she saw now was the complete opposite. The condescending Linguang didn't see any existence in the factory like a supervisor, but the enthusiasm of the workers was abnormally high, so high that Linguang felt It's unbelievable.

"Hughes, if you screw up the button on the machine again, I'm going to kick your ass hard with my new riding boots!"

"But Uncle Sam, these buttons all look exactly the same, it's really easy to press the wrong one..."

"You bastard, you dare to talk back! Who told me to bring you here to work, and you will definitely do it well?!"

"Uncle Sam, I haven't done a good job. Recently, I have been working more than ten hours a day."

"What is ten hours? Uncle, I worked twelve hours yesterday."

"Twelve hours, uncle, are you going to heaven?"

"You care about me? In short, if you press the wrong button again, even if Master Del doesn't beat you, I will beat you up!"