You call this the god of etiquette?

Chapter 130 Love
"Talek" reception room of the city lord's mansion.

Iger sat on his leather chair and asked the messenger Lambert to put out the fire in the fireplace. Then he rubbed his sore eyes and said to the person on the other side of the long yellow wooden table:

"You've been working in Jingyu for a while, what do you think?"

"Are you still used to it?"

As April comes to an end, the temperature in Tarek begins to rise.

Of course, the so-called temperature increase is just that you can choose whether to turn on the fire indoors according to your personal preferences.

April in "Talek" at the northernmost point of the kingdom is completely different from April in "Belstad" and "Chantel" further south.

Fortunately, the people of "Talek" are already accustomed to the cold, and have long been taught how to protect themselves by the cold winds.

Even the local wheat of "Talek" has some cold-resistant characteristics due to countless generations of natural selection.

However, if you wait until June, you can usher in the most pleasant summer time of the year!

"Lord Ige, thank you again for your cultivation!"

"My current work in Jingyu is going well, and the leather factory is also operating normally."

"Although it is still difficult to completely restore the sales network previously established by York, I have begun to form a dedicated business team these days."

"I plan to lead the team to visit Foyi and Wasdok more in the next few months to re-open sales routes."

The person who answered Ige's question was a man in his prime, exuding a distinctive elegance.

He is tall and thin, with an erect posture and a strong face.

A head of thick and slightly curly black hair slightly covers his ears.

On his head was a novel black wide-brimmed hat.

You can tell at a glance that it is made of high-quality wool.

The top is slightly concave to fit the contours of the head, and the left side of the hat is embellished with a dark red rectangle.

Iger heard from Oswald that his brother's hat was called a "beret" or "painter's hat" by the people of "Dwenzell".

It is a new trend emerging in the "Art City".

"Chitenur, you did a good job."

Iger was quite satisfied with this man who was recommended by Oswal and became a believer of the great god and the new deputy director of Jingyu Leather Factory at the beginning of the month.

Chitnur's ability to paint such high-quality paintings as "Eternal Black Stone City" shows that he at least had his own preliminary understanding of the sacred rectangle and the way of etiquette.

But this does not necessarily mean that he will be qualified for management positions all of a sudden.

This is true even if Jingyu is the smallest of the five major leather factories in "Talek".

However, Chittenur is a graduate of Devonzell University.

Although he studied oil painting and had nothing to do with leather factory management, his college career allowed him to sum up a method of learning and doing things that suited him.

According to Eric's report, Jingyu's new deputy director did not rush to make any changes after taking office. Instead, he followed York's old path and allowed the factory to operate step by step.

Later, during the operation of the factory, he gradually began to adjust personnel, eliminate a group of bugs who were not focused on work, promoted a group of candidates he felt were reliable, and recruited a group of new people from all "Talek" Worker.

In less than a month, the Jingyu Leather Factory, which was originally agitated and stagnant, basically resumed normal production.

Without Chitenur, Ige really doesn't know where to find such a capable and reliable candidate to save Jingyu.

After all, Iger hopes that this Clapham-owned factory can continue to operate as long as conditions permit.

And now this situation is indeed an ideal result.

Thinking of this, the black-robed priest looked relaxed.

There have been too many troublesome things recently, but finally one thing is making good progress.

Ige, who was in a much better mood, chatted intimately:

"Chitenur, your brother mentioned to me that you felt that Dwenzel was too chaotic, so you returned to Tarek directly after graduation."

"What happened then? Why did it get to the point where you had to leave immediately?"

Chitenur straightened his beret and replied calmly:

"Lord Ige, I remember that when I first came to Devenzel to study, the city's overall security was not that weak."

"After all, we have to consider that there are people from all over the place. It's a mixed bag. I remember that the guards even found murderers who escaped from the islands several times."

"So although there are so many petty thefts on weekdays, it's not surprising that real vicious incidents rarely happen, and everyone never needs to worry about their own safety. Among them, the guards have indeed put in a lot of effort. .”

"At least in the first four years of my study, I only heard of two or three vicious incidents."

"But by the time I graduated, last year, the security situation in Devonzell was suddenly in shambles."

"There are many thugs who break into houses in broad daylight, and there are countless thieves and robbers."

"I even had a friend who had his right hand chopped off by a robber because he was unwilling to hand over the silver medal he won at an art exhibition. He completely lost his future."

Speaking of this, Chitenur looked slightly gloomy, as if thinking of sad past events.

Ige felt a little more interested.

Ever since he became the city lord of "Talek", the situation in other cities has always been the object of his attention.

Basically every week, he would summarize and summarize the information from other cities collected by sending people.

Try your best to learn the good things, and try your best to avoid the bad things.

If he felt it was necessary, he would also give these compiled manuscripts to the Dabang clan and make a copy of them.

However, currently, due to objective conditions, the information collection targets are all cities in the north.

The Ministry of Security has just got on the right track, and its work is mainly focused on the city of "Talek".

When the urgency is not that strong, Ige is willing to let the Ministry of Security slowly accumulate experience and steadily develop the intelligence network outwards.

The cost of hiring another person or simply purchasing information from the Tianping Church is not worth the loss, but after all, "Tarek" is in the north, and Iger's vision is not so narrow as that of many town rulers in the north who only care about themselves. There is only one third of an acre of land, so I am still willing to invest some extra money in northern intelligence.

As for the information outside the northern border, it would be best if you can gain something from it, but forget it if you don’t.

If he had to pay any price, he would not be grateful.

Looking a few steps ahead is the forward-looking ability that a city owner should have, but looking directly at the horizon is a bit too ambitious.

Now that Chitenur has been studying in "Devenzel" for five years, it would be interesting to talk to him more about this large city in the west of the kingdom:
"I hear what you mean, the people who maintain law and order in Devonzel are called 'guards'?"

Seeing Chitenur nodding, Ige then asked:

"Then the sudden deterioration of public security in Devonzel last year was due to some problems in the guard department?"

Chitenur shook his head at this time, then sighed, calmed down, and then said:

"Actually, the quality of Devonzel's guards is generally pretty good. They basically do their best when arresting prisoners and maintaining public order."

"But ever since the 'grey robe men' appeared, the guards seemed to have received some order and became timid in enforcing the law."

"The man in gray robe?" Iger raised his eyebrows. "Yes, people in gray robes." Chitenur sighed again, "No one knows where they come from. They only know that they generally wear gray robes and rarely show their appearance."

"They act without scruples in Devonzell, and they don't take the guards seriously at all. Robbery and fights are commonplace."

"It wasn't until someone in gray robe invaded the school and committed a major crime that they restrained themselves."

"It is said that he was beaten by the big shots in the city."

"But I had completely lost faith in the city that housed thugs, so I decided to return to Tarek."

"Many classmates who graduated from my class have also left that chaotic place."

"A major case?" Ige found it interesting and asked further, "What case did those men in gray robes who couldn't even control the guards commit, so that it can be called a major case?"

"They." Chitenur's voice became a little hesitant, as if he was struggling with his words, and as if he was forcing himself to recall past events that he didn't want to think about anymore. "They targeted a pair outside the college area. Couple."

"The two of them felt something was wrong and fled back to the west building of the college."

"In the end, a dozen men in gray robes followed directly to the academy, disabled the guards, and caught up with the couple."

"Later, the man was killed because of his fierce resistance, and the woman was defiled."

Chitenur said, feeling depressed involuntarily.

The couple were both classmates in his still life painting class, and they lent him paint several times.

He is one of the few people in the college who has no prejudice against poor students.

If all goes well, by this time they should have graduated together and started a family of their own.

But in the end, only two bodies were left in the cold reality.

After the woman was defiled by the man in gray robe, she hanged herself in Classroom 402 of the South Building.

I heard that that's where she met her boyfriend for the first time.
Chitnur's eyes became a little moist when he recalled the two funerals he attended in "Dwenzell" that made all the mourners extremely painful.

"Having committed such a thing, you just 'reindicated'?" Iger's expression became more serious, and his intuition told him that there was something wrong here, "The Grand Academy is Devonzel's business card and lifeblood."

"Those gray-robed men took action in the university. How many people had to pay for it with their lives, right?"

Chitenur was also a little indignant: "Yes, after such a vicious incident happened that made the whole city excited, the murderer should pay with his life."

"But later on, the city lord's palace just issued a brief announcement saying that 'the murderer has been dealt with,' and nothing more happened."

"Even when it comes to announcements, they remain silent and deceive the people."

"Who can stay in a place like this?!"

Iggy nodded.

From the perspective of the residents of "Dwenzell", this is indeed outrageous to the extreme.

The person who committed the crime was not the city lord's father. Is it necessary to be so partial?
To take a step back, even if he is really the city lord's father, wouldn't you just make up a vivid way of death in the announcement and give the people an explanation?
After all, except in "Talek", Iger had never heard of any place that also adopted an advanced public execution system.

Basically, the announcement from the City Lord's Palace is used as the final conclusion of the vicious case.

There is a lot of flexibility for manipulation, but some accuracy is maintained.

After all, every announcement must have the seal and signature of the city lord, and it is the city lord who makes the final decision to issue it.

There are almost no city lords who treat their own words as farts.

The mainstream situation is just playing word games.

From this point of view, a case of such a heinous nature occurred in "Dwenzell", and the punishment for the criminal was so light.

It's clear there's a problem.

And the "grey robe men" who can protect the "art capital" of this kingdom even if it ruins its own reputation and betrays its own people must have a lot of background.

The person standing behind them may be the "Blue Duke" in the west of the kingdom.

Even.
The courtyard mansion of Sean Chapman, the chief agricultural officer of "Belstad", is located on the banks of the Ur River, occupying nearly three acres of land in the riverside area where land is at a premium.

And today in the evening, a warm and elegant atmosphere is permeating the first floor hall of this courtyard mansion.

Gorgeous chandeliers hung high cast a warm and soft light.

The entire hall is decorated with magnificent murals, which look lifelike under the lights, making people feel like they are immersed in those legends.

The soft and comfortable velvet sofas and wooden tables inlaid with gorgeous and intricate patterns showcase the unparalleled skills of the craftsmen.

In the corner of the hall, a black lacquered piano is set up on a soft wool carpet.

A performer in a formal dress played the well-known "Harvest Ditty" of "Belstad" with skillful technique.

Agricultural officers from all over the city were coming and going in this luxurious hall, and from time to time they would join a small circle chatting with several other agricultural officers somewhere.

Most of their wives were sitting on sofas and chairs, chatting enthusiastically with their friends around them.

Tonight is the Agricultural Officer's 'Spring Planting Celebration' banquet hosted by Chief Agricultural Officer Sean Chapman.

Although Chief Sean had never convened a similar banquet before, and the current situation was so turbulent that it did not seem like a good time to hold a banquet. However, despite the invitation from their superiors, the agricultural officers all set aside time to attend the banquet with pleasure.

Of course, there is also the recent celebrity in front of Commander Sean, Jorwick Longfellow.

At this time, Jorvik watched as Sean patted the shoulder of Lutmon, another agricultural officer who was said to be "appreciated" by him these days, and then walked straight towards him.

An unnatural look flashed across his face.

Guo Xunxiang Yuetu won the silver-level tasting event last week and will participate in Glory's gold-level tasting event in nine days.

Jorvik should have been excited about this.

The rest of his life should have been full of flowers.

It should be so.

But just now he suddenly knew.

Knowing all this actually has nothing to do with what dishes you recommend.

Sean never showed favor to Jorvik because he thought he was "unique" or "extraordinary".

Sean and the people behind him have set their sights on Jorvik's most precious thing from the beginning.

Behind all the gifts was a huge price that Jorvik could not bear.

Yes, it's just a dish, how can it have such magic power?

It's just a "transaction" reason.

The stocky, silver-haired General Administration Officer approached.

The seemingly friendly smile on his face made Jorvik feel cold in his heart:

"Jorvik, have you thought about it?"

"The thing about getting Martha to join Project Brainstone."

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