You call this the god of etiquette?

Chapter 168 Compensation and Gathering

"20"

what?
Peter vaguely heard such sounds coming from the outside, but he didn't hear them clearly.

Turning his head back with great effort, he could only see the dazzling light reflected from the armor of the guards.

"Let's let one let, let one let!"

After a while, with the leading guard shouting loudly, the crowd finally showed signs of separating.

The guards pushed forward with difficulty.

It can be seen from their dark red chest badges that these are the "inner guards" who are mainly responsible for public security in the city.

And the reason why they wanted to get closer to the customary "Announcement Wall" next to Bob's Tavern is not difficult to guess.

Either take down the existing signs or put up new ones.

As one of the busiest streets in Tarek, Niman Street's overall security situation is quite good, and internal guards are rarely involved——

The main consumer groups here are leather factory workers commuting to and from the tannery factory area and foreign businessmen.

Everyone is generally a "decent person" and will naturally have more considerations before making reckless moves.

Especially leather factory workers.

As Niman Street's main source of income throughout the year, they are the most cautious group of people.

Even in taverns that are prone to accidents, it is rare to encounter leather factory workers above them.

This is directly related to their status in the "Taleq".

After all, unlike hunters whose harvests are uncertain and come and go in the wind and rain, and workers and odd jobs who sell their jobs in the cold wind, leather factory workers are the most dignified profession that the civilians of "Talek" can intuitively feel.

Although the sound of factory machines and the smell of various reagents and dyes can hardly be called pleasant, the generous salary and the envious eyes of the neighbors smoothed everything over.

No leather factory worker would be willing to lose his job over a reckless fight.

During the period when the Father Earth Church ruled the Tarek, although leather factory workers also visited Niman Street, it was far less lively than it is now.

Zemla Square is the most popular place for these middle-class people who can save money to visit.

However, the style of the current Holy Square Square is much higher than that of the Zemla Square in the past. The few shops that come and go are all important employees of the city lord's palace and foreign nobles and clergy.

The leather factory workers felt out of place when they went there.

Over time, Niman Street absorbed all the factory traffic and became one of the busiest streets in Tarek.

This also caused the guards to struggle for a long time before finally breaking through the human wall and reaching the announcement wall of Bob's Tavern.

However, just like the previous situation, Peter did not need to read the notice and had already figured out the new notice information from the endless explanations spread:
"Under the supervision of the members of the Black Gift, 20 silver will be distributed directly to the family members!"

"That's your pension for new recruits. Two-year veterans get 26 silver!"

"Furthermore, the children of the sacrificed guards can directly join the Lisavanier Painting Society to receive land when they reach adulthood, and subsequent applications for the Gift of Black Clothes will be given priority."

"Nono, the disabled can get at least 5 silver. Those who haven't joined the painting club can directly join the painting club to get the land. Those who have already joined can choose another piece. If I had known that I would also join the guard, let those bullshit sand people take over. My palms were chopped off!”

"You look like that and you still want to join the Guard? You made me laugh to death."

"What? Are you not convinced?"

"Haha. Let's try?"

The crowd became completely agitated because of the contents of the new notice brought by the guards.

The man who scolded the man in black before took advantage of the chaos and disappeared without a trace.

During the Earth Father Church period, the guards also suffered many casualties.

But the best treatment that the families of the sacrificed guards can enjoy is to "share" a pension of about 10 silver with Sanqi, the guard captain who came to "consol"——

Seventy percent belongs to the captain, and only thirty percent is obtained.

One life, three silver coins.

Just like that, the family members of the fallen guard still want to thank the captain for his kindness and righteousness.

After all, it's not just the first time or two that the captain swallowed up the pension.

Even if the trouble finally comes to the church, the gains still outweigh the losses.Many guard captains are believers themselves, and even if they are not, they have maintained long-term cooperation with some believers.

Reports from civilians can only bring temporary happiness at best.

What awaits them is endless harassment and suppression.

In contrast, the believers of the God of Ceremony are much more noble and just in the eyes of the residents of "Talek".

At least I heard from many guards who had returned that in this ambush outside the city, the black-robed believers were at the forefront, facing the leader of the Sand People.

In the end, almost everyone died.

There are not many prey around the rocky hills.

Fortunately, there is also the Nalchik River.

A large number of fish swim happily in the Nalchik River.

Then, amid the sound of water breaking among the dense spears of sand and stone, it turned into grilled fish on the fire rack.

The sound of the sizzling fire was pleasant to the ears, and the mood of the sand people improved a lot.

Although the leader's decision to ask everyone to wait was finally implemented, many sand people still had doubts in their hearts.

Food is naturally the first one.

The tribe was only that big in total, and the lack of food caused by traveling light and fast could not be hidden from anyone.

Garnside knows this too.

He dared to ask the tribe to stop, of course he had a way to deal with the food problem.

The Nalchik River was his source of confidence.

"But, Mr. Patriarch, how do you know that these gray fish in the river are edible?"

Holding a skewer of grilled fish in his hand, Gafouco approached Garnside and asked with admiration.

In this unfamiliar northern territory, the sand people are actually struggling in every aspect.

The kingdom, which hoped that the sand people would disrupt the northern border as soon as possible, did not provide "Jia" with any illustrations or other information at all.

The only information they had was secretly found out in "Dwenzell".

The kingdom obviously wants to use limited food to force "Jia", so that the sand people can only maintain their own consumption by continuously attacking northern cities.

This is not to say that the sand people cannot try drugs and errors through "no one" and slaves, but there are not many people in the entire "Canada" even if these untouchables are included.

The loss of any population outside of battle is a big loss for the sand people who want to find a new home.

Garnside glanced at the young man approaching and smiled faintly:
"Remember those three Silver fishermen Gabor killed on the river?"

"of course."

"There are just a few 'grey fish' left in the nets on their fishing boats."

".As expected of the patriarch! He easily noticed things that we didn't notice!"

After a short pause, Gafoucauld came to his senses and sighed with an increasingly respectful tone.

He had no obvious feelings before in the desert.

Now in the north, the leader's excellence continues to show.

It seems that if you have any objections to the leader's decision, you should think more about your own problems!
Garnside looked at the respectful young people in front of him and smiled even more.

On the one hand, he attaches great importance to the attitude of young people who will determine the development of the tribe for at least ten years in the future.

on the other hand.

The wind told him.

Gabor and another group of tribesmen were approaching the sand people's camp.

The moment of decisive battle.

It’s finally here!

(End of this chapter)