After a few days, late winter, early morning...

When I opened the window on the second floor, snowflakes fell from the sky. I don’t know when it started last night, but now the snow has completely risen. Looking into the distance, the sky and the earth are pure white. Fortunately, there is a towering city wall blocking it. There is not much cold wind taking advantage of the situation and the temperature is not so low that it is unbearable.

If it was in Bran, there would probably not be many people willing to go out. But this is the Northern Wilderness, so although it was still early, you could see many people coming out to move in your condescending sight.

In front of the neighbor's house on the left, several servants dressed as servants were cleaning the snow. One of them looked up at this place accidentally, and was stunned. He stood up and bowed from afar.

Looking away, there is a backyard of a building that is quite luxurious in the Northern Wilderness. Through the iron fence, you can see two barbarian figures falling on the snow.

One was a tall and powerful adult man, and the other was a low and solid child. Among the snowflakes in the sky, the two of them only had a short animal skin around their waists to cover them, and they were all over. Then they saw the adult man grab the child's legs and feet, raise it, fall down, and bang... the sound of falling to the ground, and snowflakes splashed everywhere. The child quickly got up from the snow, roared, and quickly pounced on him. Then he was lifted up again and fell down...

"Hu..." exhaled in white breath. Although she was thin, Tang En did not feel much coldness. Instead, her mind became more awake. Seeing that this was more like abusive wrestling, Tang En couldn't help but shake her head slightly and said to herself, "No wonder the Bran soldiers could not defeat the Northern Wilderness Barbarians. Such an environment has been such an extreme training method since childhood. If you can beat them, you will be really a ghost..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door behind him was knocked.

"Come in." Tang En turned around, pushed open the door, and saw a slightly bloated middle-aged woman walking in. After seeing Tang En, she bowed and said, "Sir, breakfast is ready."

"Okay, thank you Aunt Zhenli, I'll clean up and go now."

"Sir, you don't need to thank me. This is what I should do." Aunt Zhenli bowed again when she heard this, looking a little frightened.

"Oh..." Tang En couldn't help but rub his eyebrows, looking a little worried. Then he had to lift his face and wave his hand. Only then did Aunt Zhenli carefully cover the door and leave.

"Haha, I'm really born with a [***] life. I can't be considered a landlord's wealth." With a wry smile, Tang En shook his head, covered the window and went to get the black animal skin cloak hanging on the side.

It has been three days since the meeting with the Queen. As Tang En, it is naturally impossible to live in the palace castle. However, after just one afternoon, before he came out of the castle, the residence was arranged - it was a majestic double-story stone building with a majestic appearance, with a large courtyard with a basement, tool room, woodland, etc. behind it. The specific location is around the castle.

Needless to say, just by looking at the surrounding buildings that were either rich or noble, Tang En knew that his house was very good. Not only that, after he moved into this somewhat overly large stone building, Andrei brought Zhenli and more than a dozen servants to the door the next day, and arranged to enter the stone building with a smile to take care of his daily life.

Oh, I forgot to say that it was then that Tang En learned that Andre's true identity was the Royal Guard Commander who was responsible for the guards of the outer periphery of the Palace Castle.

From his mouth, Tang En knew that all this was Lansha's arrangement, including the dozen Bran servants who spoke Bran's words, including Zhenli, obviously had a lot of effort to collect.

But as I said just now, Tang En was really not used to being served by the local master Laocai, so he refused directly at that time. But Andre said that this was the arrangement of His Highness Lansha, and he was just ordered to act. And he said that these Bran servants were not doing well here, and no people in the Northern Wilderness were willing to hire them. As a Bran, you, Arthur, wouldn't take care of your compatriots? And you don't have to give them a monthly salary, and the palace castle will bear it...

After saying this, what can Tang En say? He could only touch his nose and smile bitterly.

Of course, you have to make some contributions if you want to get it. In fact, today is the day when Tang En works, and the location is a place called the craftsman's house. As for the work content, it is naturally to make glasses and telescopes.

At this point, Tang En had no choice but to agree to recruit anything in Lansha before, so he naturally reached an agreement. There was no way, and Tang En really had no room for refusal, unless he wanted to leave the stone building and travel to the Imperial City Prison, and to see the punishment of the Northern Wilderness...

...

Walking down the second floor bedroom, and when the servants who were cleaning the road bowed and greeted each other, Tang En came to the restaurant with a stiff expression. He couldn't blame him for being rude, because if he returned the gift, these servants would be frightened for a while...

Tang En could also think of the reason. No matter what way these Bran people came here, there is no doubt that in this northern wasteland, their identities are at the humble bottom of society, and their lives are indeed very bad as Andre said. Being beaten and scolded is considered light, and even if they are killed, no one will take care of it.

It can be said that following Tang En now is the best result. Not only do you no longer have to worry about food and clothing, but you even have monthly wages. And no matter what, although Tang En is both a Bran, it is not wrong to live in this area of ​​either wealth or noble. So even for Tang En's sake, the people outside the Northern Wilderness would not dare to touch them anymore.

In this way, they naturally respected Tang En, for fear of accidentally annoying him and losing this good job that was blessed by the God of Light...

On the dining table, food with obvious Bran style was ready long ago. Golden noodle, fragrant cheese, and slices of meaty upper layer... and so on, placed in exquisite dishes, and placed on one side of the dining table.

Pulling open the chair and sitting down, Tang En couldn't help but smack his lips at the overly rich breakfast in front of him.

Tsk, [***] Ah [***], Lansha, what do you think? Do you want to knock me down with these sugar-coated shells? But why are they all uncles and aunts not send me some eye-catching loli maids... Cough cough, I thought wrongly, I thought wrongly, Tang En, you have to hold on, you can't bear it for five dou of rice... Uh, but I'm not a Bran, why should I hold on? Alas, I think too much...

After a while of random thoughts, Tang En picked up the knife and fork and started to move. It’s useless to not eat it. I’m now a skilled job and I’m working hard.

...

After about ten minutes, Tang En leaned on the chair with a burp and wiped his mouth with a white towel with satisfaction. It was very comfortable. I have to say that such a superior life does make people want to fall into depravity.

At this time, a heavy footsteps came from outside the door. Tang En looked up and saw a barbarian man wearing slightly bulky armor walking into the restaurant. Aunt Zhenli and others around him subconsciously avoided it.

This is also the guards sent by Andre, with nearly 100 people, responsible for the safety of the surrounding areas. Of course, he should also be in charge of the order to monitor Tang En.

After a simple salute, the man copied the very stiff Bran's words and said, "Mr. Arthur, there is an old Bran named Matthewman outside the door looking for you."

"Matthewman?" Tang En was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he suddenly realized. It was his first time to work in that craftsmanship today, and he was not familiar with the place. Andre had said before that someone would come to inform him, and it seemed that it was Matthewman. Haha, he was interested and even found a Bran man.

Thinking of this, Tang En burst into laughter and shook his head, stood up and said, "Let's go out together, we will be the first guest at least."

"Yes!" These guards should have received Andre's instructions, and they were sure that Tang En's strength was clear, so they were quite respectful to him, at least on the surface.

After passing through the vestibule and walking out of the empty front courtyard of the house, through the iron fence, Tang En saw an ordinary black carriage parked on the side of the door. The door was open, and there was a thin old man wearing a blue-gray cotton jacket and a foot of white beard sitting inside.

At this moment, the old man was staring at the guards in the snow outside the door, with a strange expression and did not realize that Tang En was walking out of the iron gate.

As he got closer, Tang En heard the old man muttering something 'royal guard', and for some reason, he stepped forward and greeted: "Hello, is it Mr. Matthewman?"

"Yes, uh... OK, hello." The old man named Matthewman was shocked when he heard the sound, as if he was scared and a little panicked. After reacting, the old face turned red and replied, "Ahem, it's Your Excellency Arthur. I am Matthewman of the Craftsman Institute. This time I am here to take you to the workplace."

You... Tang En couldn't help but grin when he heard this respect, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency Matthewman, you are so polite. You and I are from Bran. I am a newcomer and I don't know anything. Please take care of you."

"Haha, it should, it should..." Matthew Man smiled dryly and answered one after another, looking at the big man's armor beside Tang En again, his eyes shrank, and he looked a little awe.

Tang En was so keen to observe. Seeing this, he looked at the big man's armor in shock, but except for a wolf head on the armor, he found nothing special.

Then the two exchanged a few greetings again, but because Matthewman's attitude was still a little unrelaxed, the atmosphere was a little cold. Matthewman seemed to have realized this, and the surname Su ended the conversation and proposed to go to the Craftsman's Office.

Tang En naturally would not object, and was preparing to use the wording to accompany Matthew Man to learn more about the situation of the imperial city so as to make plans for the future run. At this time, the man who had been following him suddenly pursed his lips and let out a sharp roar.

Beep...did...

As soon as the whistle fell, a crisp sound of horse hooves came.

At the corner of the iron gate, four horses with pure white fur and light blue vertical eyes as jasper, with silver hooves lightly stepped on, and elegant posture. Then, behind two grooms, who were also wearing wolf-headed armor, a carriage with pure black body, glittering glass light on the crystal window, and a mysterious pattern covering the top of the carriage with golden wave-breaking patterns hit the eye.

Tang En and Matthew Mann were stunned at the same time, staring at the extremely gorgeous carriage slowly walking to their side, without coming to their senses for a while.

The man next to him explained: "Mr. Arthur, time is tight, and your carriage is not ready yet. So His Highness Lansha will temporarily lend you His Highness Tiwu's carriage to use."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pure white horse sniffed and his head was high. The colorful old horse in front of Matthewman's car couldn't help but walk a few steps to the side when he heard the sound, like an angry young wife.

After coming back to his senses, Tang En turned his head to look at Matthew Man with a wooden face, and couldn't help but touch his nose, and smiled bitterly: "Damn this... isn't it a bit too high-profile..."

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Chapter completed!