Perhaps the truth that is a bit vulgar and vulgar sounds a bit pessimistic, but countless examples have been proven time and time again, that is indeed true.

For example, no matter how honorable the status, amazing wealth, and terrifying strength you enjoyed during your lifetime, how worshipped and out of reach of a great man, but when your being erased, that is, death in the common sense, all of the above will naturally pass by the wind and be ruthlessly replaced by later generations... At most, your grave will be more spectacular than others!

This is the truth!

To put it bluntly, no matter who is missing in this world, it will work normally.

so,

When the noise is gone, the dust will return to the earth!

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One month later, in the north, the mountains and seas.

In the morning, an inconspicuous tavern in a certain neighborhood was shaking, and the wooden door was pushed open heavily. A heroic laughter came in before a burly figure filled with dust. "Haha, old Tom, thank me, I'm here to take care of your business again. Give me a glass of barley wine. If you dare to add water, I will smash your broken sign!"

"Damn it, my door!" roared, and a huge, burly body that was more burly than the previous one, or more accurately, was poked out of the counter and looked at the door, stunned, "Rubin? It's you... Didn't your kid come last time and say that the situation is chaotic, and he won't go out to run business this year?"

The burly man dressed in a businessman, with a bag, ○% long, ○% wind, ○% literature, w○≯x. The burly man dressed as a businessman, spread his hands helplessly when he heard this: "There's no way, you know, my family has to rely on me for a meal. Who can't come out if I don't come out? Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and give me a glass of barley wine. I've eaten all the sand along the way!"

It can be seen that this merchant called Rubin is very familiar with the owner of the tavern. He was not polite in his conversation. He punched the counter and regarded it as meeting and greeting him.

"Okay, wait...three silver coins."

"What!" shouted in surprise. The burly man holding a silver coin was about to pop up. Hearing this, his eyes suddenly widened. He looked at the fat tavern owner, looking like 'you're teasing me', and his expression became ugly. "Old Tom, are you kidding me? A glass of barley wine and three silver coins? Damn it. You are robbing! Didn't they all have one silver coin before?"

"You said that was the past." The owner of the tavern was calm. "The food is tight now, and the supply is limited, let alone taking it out to make wine. I only accept you for three silver coins because you are an acquaintance. The starting price of at least five silver coins in other places is at least five silver coins."

The burly man was stunned when he heard this, as if he had thought of something, and his expression couldn't help but ease. Then he hesitated, reluctantly took out two silver coins again, muttering and complaining: "Okay, okay, this damn world..."

"Satisfied." The seemingly bloated tavern owner quickly poked out his chubby hand and put away three silver coins. "This situation is only temporary. The price will drop soon. And if the world is really bad, you don't dare to come out at all, right?"

"Uh, that's right..." The burly man scratched his head, then took advantage of the fact that the fat shop owner turned around to get the wine, and he turned his head and glanced at the tavern hall a few times.

It's not very lively, and it's never the peak hours of business like a tavern in the morning. In the spacious pub lobby, there were only two tables of people sitting in the corner. One table was in the corner, with a few men and a woman. It could be seen that the woman with a wide hat with a face covered in her face was very quiet and she was extremely low-key. In these people, the burly man smelled the smell of his peers. If he guessed correctly, these people should also be on the business road, but the scale was definitely much larger than that of his single-gang player, and it might be a small business group.

As for the other table, there were a few young and strong men who clinked glasses with big bowls and shouted to drink, which was very noisy, but this was the normal atmosphere in the tavern.

As I was looking at it, the wooden counter in front of me suddenly thudded twice, "Okay, your barley wine."

"Thank you, Old Tom... Well? I only have one glass." The burly man turned around and looked at the two glasses of barley wine on the counter, and was stunned.

"I know, the other glass is mine." Opening the small door next to the counter, the fat shop owner moved out with difficulty, picked up the wine glass and waved, "Let's go, it's rare to meet an acquaintance like you during this period. I'll have a drink with you and get to know my new friend by the way."

"Friends?" The tavern has never been a peaceful place. It is common for a few cups of horse peeing. In this way, people who dare to open a tavern naturally have a wide range of ways. It is still necessary to meet more friends whenever you have something to do, and it is not guaranteed to be used one day. However, although they know the tricks inside, the burly man hesitated after hearing this, because the two people in the hall can become friends with the owner no matter how they look at it.

And this is what makes the burly men hesitate. People like him who go to the single gang every day have to see all kinds of people, and their vision is naturally extraordinary. For example, although the young and strong men in front of them have no armor and no blades, they just look at their iron-blooded killing momentum in their every move, and they know that they must have died in their hands, and they should be soldiers or law enforcement officers in the city.

Whether it is the former or the latter, with the burly man's experience in running business, he knows that he is a difficult character that he must not provoke...

"Or why don't you forget it, Old Tom, I'm not familiar with them after all, so I'd better find a place to drink it myself..."

Before the burly man could shirk his words, the fat shop owner laughed and shook his head, "Haha, don't worry, Rubin, I know what you are worried about. But now it is really not as good as before. This is the territory of the gray-clothed army!"

He pointed at his feet, paused for a moment, and hugged the burly man's shoulder, "I don't hide it from you. They are people from the gray-clothed army. But they used to be soldiers, but now they are similar to guarding cavalry, maintaining public order in the city. They do things very well, and you will know it after you understand it. Moreover, don't you believe them, don't you believe me?"

"Uh... OK then."

Speaking of this, the burly man naturally had no reason to refuse. He followed the fat shop owner with a glass of wine, and walked nervously towards the table of the young and strong man.

"Andy, Colin, and these two little brothers, how about my old Tom's wine? Are you satisfied with it?"

"Oh, old Tom, you have collected our money. You also came to the door to ask us to praise you."

"Haha. To be honest, Old Tom, your winemaking skills are nothing to say. They are spicy and delicious, good, good..."

"By the way, if we say we are not satisfied, you won't let us in next time, right?"

"Haha, that can't..."

It can be seen that the owner of the Pangpang shop is indeed familiar with these gray-clothed soldiers, and called out the names of two of them at once. He also put the Pangpang palm on the shoulder of a young soldier and greeted enthusiastically, "Let me introduce it. This is Rubin, a businessman, my old Tom's friend. What goods do you need to bring or send a letter to your family? As long as you are on his business route, there is no problem."

"Haha, that's right. Rubin has met several adults." The fat shop owner could be arrogant, but the burly man naturally did not dare. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to smile and raised his glass, "For the first time I met, I'll invite some adults to have a drink, and the money for the wine is mine."

He was respectful and kind in his verbal attitude, and he paid for the guests in actual actions. The burly man asked for his own response to this, but he did not expect that as soon as he finished speaking, the warm atmosphere in the field suddenly paused. The two young gray-clothed soldiers even changed their faces.

"Uh, why...what happened? I said the wrong thing, did you say it?" The burly man was pounding in his heart when he saw this, and immediately turned his gaze to the fat shop owner for help. The latter curled his lips and smiled bitterly, patted the burly man on the shoulder, "It's okay, you didn't understand the situation just now, don't blame you..."

This was clearly a comfort to the burly man, but it was actually an explanation to the gray-clothed soldiers. Sure enough, the expressions of the few people immediately eased a lot when they heard this. The leading soldier called Andy picked up the wine glass and smiled at the burly man: "I don't dare to call him a master. Brother, we have the kindness. We can drink wine, but we should pay the money by ourselves. Otherwise, we will be caught by the people of the inspection team, and we will have to punish him again."

"Supervisory Team?"

"A gray-clothed army restrains its own internal supervision agency." The owner of the Pangpang shop explained briefly, then patted the burly man's shoulder again, and sighed, "What I just told you. Now, it's really different!"

"But... it's just a glass of wine." The burly man understood a little, scratched his head, and couldn't help but be shocked.

"It's a glass of wine now, but if we take it, it may be different in the future." Andy shrugged, "The leader said, this is called preventing the problem."

"...Then I'll toast a few adults...Brother has a drink of a bar."

"Half a cup, half a cup is good. Haha, the wine is not cheap now, let's have two mouthfuls and taste more..."

...

When the conversation was opened, the atmosphere eased.

The gray-clothed soldiers and the fat shop owner were obviously used to this and had long been used to it. Only the burly man was still a little incredible. Everything he saw and heard in front of him was undoubtedly very different from the business experience he had experienced before, or even completely opposite.

But this is a good thing after all. If there is no need to go out, no one wants to nod and bow, just do it everywhere, right?

Soon after a few sips of wine, the burly man who gradually became bolder gradually became more pleased and sighed with sincerity: "No wonder I have been much more stable than before. There are fewer bandits who robbed and sought money from passing by. Is this also done by your gray-clothed army?"

"To be precise, it's just starting to do it." A young gray-clothed soldier took over the conversation with a little proud pride, "You know, there have always been many bandits in the north, and they are endless. However, most of these bandits are just civilians who take risks because they don't have enough food. Now our gray-clothed army is taking over in the north, and there is no exploitation. As long as you work hard, you can always dig up food in the ground. In this way, the bandits will naturally be greatly reduced. As for those real bandits, hum, their good days are coming to an end, and we are about to start cleaning up..."

"Shut up!" Hearing this, the leader of Andy suddenly frowned and interrupted without hesitation, "You are drunk, can you comment on military affairs at will?"

When the young soldier heard this, his body was shocked. He knew that he had been talking too much, so he quickly turned red and his face turned down without saying a word.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, Rubin and I are not talkative people. Drink, everyone drinks..." The owner of the Pangfa shop was trying to smooth things over, while winking at the burly man. The latter nodded understandingly and quickly changed the topic, "By the way, when I first entered the city today, I found that the gate was very strict and nervous. What is the reason for this? Well, I just asked casually. If it is not convenient to say it, then forget it..."

"Oh. This. Well, it's also a big deal for our gray-clothed army, but it's okay to talk about it." Andy pondered for a while and replied, "Today is our leader's wedding, so the investigation is a bit stricter."

"The leader's wedding? Who? Joshia's leader?" The fat shop owner couldn't help but exclaimed when he heard this. It was obvious that he didn't know about the news, and then looked at Andy and nodded slightly. He was stunned again, "So... such a big thing! Why is there no movement in the city?"

"The leader has emphasized the explanation and just wanted to hold a simple wedding, so there is no need to spread the news. In fact, there are not many people invited, and as far as I know, some senior executives were not invited to go."

"So that's it. Chief Joshia is too, too... too... too that."

The owner of the Pangpang shop had been moved for a long time, but he didn't say it clearly, but the burly man naturally understood the meaning. Not to mention that the leader of the gray-clothed army is now equivalent to the supreme status of a king with a scattered land. He only talked about the wealthy businessmen and celebrities who were not allowed to go to the table, or small nobles, and they were all beaten and drums and big invitations for a wedding. I wish I could create a sensational and noisy situation in the city... The gap! Is it really different?

In a quiet and quiet state, the fat shop owner was sad and sighed again: "I was fortunate to see our leader's heroic figure more than ten days ago. I only dare to see him from afar. Alas, I don't know which family can marry him with such a blessing."

Several gray-clothed soldiers nodded unconsciously when they heard this, especially the two young soldiers, who showed envy and bitterness, poured two sips of wine, and felt cold in their hearts, and instantly drank some of the little thoughts hidden and dared not speak to others.

"Captain, don't you always boast about being a veteran who broke out from Dawn City? Then do you know who the leader is?" After putting down the wine glass, a young soldier still couldn't suppress his thoughts, or asked with the idea of ​​giving up completely.

"Yes, the captain, let's talk." Another young soldier couldn't wait to persuade.

There was only the fat shop owner and the burly man. He was stunned when he heard this. This was too low-key. As your gray-clothed army members didn’t know who the man was marrying their leader?

"Don't ask me, I just heard some rumors before, uncertain." Unable to resist the intense persuasion of his subordinates, the leader of Andy thought for a while and replied reluctantly, "Don't force me, if it's really that master..."

After a pause, he seemed to have thought of something, and a few traces of undetectable fear appeared in his eyes. He shook his head repeatedly, "I can't say, I can't say..."

"Hey, Captain, you're so inauthentic. Leave half of it."

"That's right, this is not awesome."

"Drink, hehe, or drink bar..."

...

Seeing Captain Andy not telling him, even if everyone was curious, they had to give up and put this resentment in a row of urging him to drink, and the hall was bustling for a while.

While we were urging here to drink, the table of men and women who seemed to be small business groups in the corner had finished eating and drinking, stood up quietly and walked towards the door. On the way, only the fat shop owner turned around accidentally and saw it. He smiled and called him to come again next time. In the former, a middle-aged man politely turned around and returned the gift when he heard the sound, and then walked out of the shop.

"Miss." As soon as he left the tavern, the middle-aged man took a few steps away, took the initiative to distance himself from the guard behind him, and came to the woman wearing a wide hat with a face covering. He hesitated and asked, "Miss, are you here this time to attend the wedding of the leader of the gray army, Joshia?"

The woman paused slightly and raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Uncle Luo, do you still remember Joshia?"

"Of course." The middle-aged man nodded, "If it were the genius magic girl in Laiyan City before, she was your best playmate when she was young, of course I remember."

After a moment of pause, he frowned in confusion, "I just don't understand that since this is the relationship, how come you have never visited in the door in the past few days?"

"Because, it's different." The woman shrugged and spread her hands. "In the vast territory in the north, her current identity is vaguely higher than the second prince of the empire who was hastily crowned and ascended the throne a few days ago. And what about me? I am just a gradually declining noble family lady, and the identity gap is very big."

He shook his head gently, "If I came to visit the door in a hurry, but she couldn't recognize me... That scene would be very embarrassing to think about it!"

"is that so……"

"What else?" As they spoke, the two walked to the ordinary carriage parked by the roadside. The woman waved her hand indifferently, "Okay, Uncle Luo, don't think too much. When I adjust my mentality, I will come to the door to curry favor. After all, family business is the most important thing."

Blinking playfully, the woman turned around and walked into the carriage. She lowered the curtains, her eyes slightly lowered, and her relaxed expression disappeared.

After a moment of silence, the teacup was picked up, and a faint sigh echoed slowly in the carriage, "Marry... Sorry for my best playmate when I was young, I had no intention of disturbing your happiness, but it's time to pay back some of the accounts..."

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Chapter completed!