Chapter 500 The Eve of the Five-Party Alliance
Walking out of More Manor next to the river embankment, Horn looked at the window with the candle shaking and remained silent.
After arriving at this mansion, he talked a lot with the two Juanoist senators, but now that he thinks about it, he can't remember anything.
"My Majesty, it's raining, hurry up and get in the carriage." An attendant monk came over.
Horn nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and got into the carriage.
The wheels turned like crazy, kicking up mud and raindrops, and the weeds on both sides swayed, as if to see him off.
After settling Ludvik and others, he visited the house as he said before.
Following the principle of holding a general meeting for small matters, a small meeting for big matters, and a private meeting for important matters, Horn originally wanted to discuss the content of the meeting the day after tomorrow.
Including the status of Kasha County after conversion, the treatment of monks in Brago Monastery, and some legal content disputed by both parties.
After all, really important things cannot be said in public.
But during the dinner, Ludwik and the fat monk always talked more about doctrine and less about practice.
Every time when relevant content is mentioned, one is either deaf or dizzy, or else one pretends not to have heard and talks about previous doctrinal topics calmly.
You know, Horn's policy is quite favorable. He even gave Kasha County some autonomy and took out the position of the Evangelist.
But they still talked about him. After two or three times, Horn understood that the two of them did not want to talk now.
To say that these two people are pedantic old priests who only know scriptures and teachings, Horn definitely doesn't believe it.
The old fox is pretending to be a pig and pretending to be blind?
Rubbing the stubble on his chin and shaking his body with the carriage, Horn gradually had a suspicion in his mind.
Their attitude is probably due to internal disagreements and they are unwilling to put the matter on the table even in private meetings.
The resistance within the Brago Monastery was greater than he imagined.
Otherwise, we should settle for the next best thing this time and form a loose alliance in name rather than a specific alliance.
Wait for Ludwik to return with Horn's Huikasha policy to promote it.
At that time, we will bring all the important figures in Kasha County to visit, let them see the prosperity in the territory, and then impose the threat of unification by force.
Just spend more time.
With the stronghold of Koike Castle, even if they attack suddenly, they will not be able to break through the Ibe River defense line.
"If you don't drink the toast, you will be fined." Horn looked at the map ordered on the carriage, "Then I have to ask you to take advantage of the evil."
After thinking about it, Horn said to the attendant on the side: "Wait a minute, go to my study to get a book and give it to Martin."
Martin must be literate and will not repeat the same situation as before. ’s mistakes.
Siting back to the courtyard of his mansion in a carriage, Horn had a hasty dinner, read a book for a while and fell asleep.
After all, I might have to get up early tomorrow to welcome the delegation from Black Snake Bay.
Half a day ago, the mayor of Heitao Town sent a letter.
It was said that a group of up to 300 people of unknown origin was staying in the town. They said they looked "inhuman" and after watching, "the two groups were fighting and wanted to leave first."
Horn can roughly guess that this must be the mission from Black Snake Bay. After all, Black Snake Bay has always been famous for being free and unrestrained, and has its own understanding of aesthetics.
However, the mayor of Heitao Town is a bit rare and strange. He is only fighting between two groups.
After blowing out the candles, Horn lay on the woolen mattress, with the back of his head resting on the soft feather pillow, and soon fell asleep.
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Noon the next day.
The southern suburbs of Castle Joan of Arc. Putting down the lookout glass, Horn frowned. He glanced in that direction, and after confirming that it was correct, he raised the lookout glass again.
"Is that a human?" Putting down the observation glass, Horn was silent for a long time before turning his head to Busak beside him and confirming.
"Yeah...should be." As a receptionist, Busak had sweat on his forehead.
Holding up the lookout glass, in the dark surroundings, Horn could see a long road like a python winding between the reeds and thatch in the wheat field and behind the hill.
Going around the hill, there are dozens of Kush knights and the carriage of Arko’s grandmother who are clearing the way.
When they arrived at this place, Horn was still sure that they were human beings, and that the people behind them were the envoys from Black Snake Bay.
But when he saw the mission, he had some doubts.
The Black Snake Bay people's mission consisted of a convoy, with a total of seven or eight carts. The beast of burden pulling the cart was a creature similar to a hippopotamus, but smaller and more agile.
Surrounding these big cars are groups of colorful Black Snake Bay... people?
Horn picked up the lookout glass and confirmed again and again.
Due to the backward printing and dyeing technology, all colored fabrics, especially those with multiple bright colors, are very high-end products in the Shenai Empire.
So, it is normal for knights to wear colorful clothes.
The clothing that looks simple and beautiful in modern times seems to be too simple in Horn's era, as if it were worn by servants.
For example, the solid-colored clothes with similar patterns distributed by Horn to the soldiers were criticized by the knights as being old-fashioned.
For nobles, a red, blue and white plaid jacket paired with purple bloomers and green wool pantyhose is a more common fashion outfit.
In Horn's opinion, monochromatic clothes that are more streamlined and close-fitting, in their opinion, fit the stereotype of an old farmer.
After such a long time, he thought he had adapted to the eye-catching outfits of this era.
But when a group of people appeared in front of Black Snake Bay, Horn was still shocked.
Looking around, he saw bright red hair, purple-blue lips, and jade-green skin...
Not to mention anything else, he was just wearing jade-green clothes. At first, he thought they were close-fitting clothes. Only when I got closer did I realize that it was actually painted on.
In other words, except for the sarongs, trousers and straw sandals around their waists, they were naked.
But when he took a closer look, Horn found that many of them were wearing brooch-like ornaments.
To be honest, he really didn't dare to think about where those brooches were pinned.
"It's worn on your head." Paslik said to Horn seriously, "You must want to know."
"Thank you, I thank you!" Horn said to Paslik forced a hateful smile.
Seeing Horn's shocked look next to her, Catherine coughed unnaturally and explained: "This is the indigenous tribe of Black Snake Bay. They have the custom of applying paint on their bodies during the non-rainy season.
The more important people you meet, the heavier the paint. They only do this on important occasions. You can understand that this is their dress. ”
It means specially before the cutscene. Put on fancy clothes?
Looking at the motorcade approaching step by step, Horn finally understood why the mayor of Black Pottery Town said that he looked like a human being.
The motorcade slowly stopped on the side of the road, a calf stretched out from the luxurious carriage, and Grandma Vivian of the Alco family stuck her head out.
Her eyes wandered among the crowd, and she smiled only when she saw Paslik.
“Long time no see, old lady.” Horn pulled Paslik, who was almost ready to leave first, towards the matriarch of the Alcor family.
(End of this chapter)