Son of the Olden Days

The entire arena matches from the registration deadline to the end, a total of about half a month.

The competitions in the previous few days were very intensive, with a large number of contestants being eliminated every day, and some winners advancing to the next round.

It is not only the local knights from Byron Bian who come to participate in the competition, but also the various territories such as the surrounding duchy and baronial. Almost all of them will send outstanding personnel from their territories to join the competition, which can be regarded as a kind of interaction with the royal capital.

The next day everyone gathered together again, waiting for Sol's arrangement.

Now that they have to do something, it is obvious that the Sol four will stay in Byron Bian for a while.

"We have been out for too long, will it be possible in the territory..." Beth was a little bit hesitant at the breakfast table. After all, there are only three first-tiers in the territory to maintain order, and no one can guarantee that it will not. What are the factors of instability?

Stant and Diller at the table looked similarly inquisitive, but they didn't have any good suggestions for a while.

"What does it matter? If there is a disturbance, or even a change of ownership, then we can give it to them first, and we can take it back later, or find a new place. The investment in this can really make me care, but Time cost only."

"Even if there is no territory construction, it is estimated that our living conditions are the same. It is nothing more than wandering around and experiencing. Therefore, even if the situation is beyond our control, I don't think there is anything to be annoying." Sol Wei smiled. .

Seeing Saul's understatement, the other three were relieved secretly, too, why bother about this little matter.

"Then quickly talk about it, what exactly are we going to do on Byron Bian's side?" Diller couldn't wait to start the topic. It has been a day since yesterday, but he still didn't think of any benefits for the four in this gambling. Can be pictured.

"In the first few days of the next race, what we mainly need to do is to spread out the information and divide the whole Byron Bian into four regions, southeast, northwest. You go to the southeast, northwest and I will come to Beth. The message needs to be recorded."

"The main content of the news revolves around the big families in each city, whether they are powerful or wealthy. In short, in your respective areas, anyone who you think is capable of participating in this national gambling, take their news Collect it."

"It looks like a cumbersome workload, but in fact my request is very simple. I only need the last names of those families and the name of the current owner. It would be better to be able to figure out the location of the mansion by the way. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't know it."

"You can find someone who is well-informed in the local area. In any case, we can proceed to the next step after the news is summarized. If you encounter any trouble outside, try to be patient and think of a solution together when you come back."

"This is the activity fund. If you see something delicious and fun, just use it as long as you don't delay the time to inquire about the news." As he said, Sol turned the bag of silver coins upside down and buckled it on the table, leaving a part of it. Tuck it back into the bag.

Then he divided the remaining silver coins on the table into three piles. Obviously, Stanter and Diller were in one pile, and Thor and Beth were in one pile. Dozens of them in each pile are more than enough for small things like inquiring about news.

Seeing Saul's casual behavior, everyone didn't know what use he wanted these news for, but since they had specific things in their hands, everyone didn't delay anymore and started to split up.

"Are you going to stroll around alone, or with me?" Sol asked Beth.

Beth put away the silver coin, then hooked Thor's hand.

"I thought you would let me go and meet the beauties of the royal capital." Saul laughed.

"You want to be beautiful!" Beth took Thor's hand, opened the door and left.

Inquiring about the news is actually a very easy thing. After all, the information that Sol needs is not confidential. Even if a passerby is pulled on the street, the other party can say a few high-ranking families.

I don't know how Stant and the others are. Anyway, Thor and Beth are very relaxed and spend most of their time hanging out.

After three days in this way, Sol has collected about 5,000 copies of the information on Byron Bian’s big and small families.

It's just that most of these materials are very rough, and many have only one family name and one paternal name.

Stant and Diller said that this number is not the limit. After all, the population of the entire imperial city is at least one million, and the powerful families of them are definitely far more than these five thousand households. It takes a little longer to easily pass 10,000.

"The more news I receive, it is indeed possible to earn more money, but I am afraid that everyone will be exhausted and it will not be worth it. Just use the money as it is enough." Sol shook his head dubiously and decisively. The collection of messages was stopped.

After sorting and sorting the news, Sol asked everyone to bring back a large amount of cheap sand cotton paper and a small amount of parchment the next day, and prepared enough ink, and then took everyone to start writing...

The general content of the letter begins with that the great astrologer Buu Solank cruised the mainland, and now he has come to the rich and beautiful city of Byron Bian.

Then he used some space to exaggerate the age of the astrologer, especially in terms of knowledge, to the point where he could rival the prophets and gods, and he threatened to predict the future.

After the story is told, the end of the letter predicts the currently popular arena competition.

At present, the knockout is nearing its end, with only 128 contestants remaining, who will enter the final eight semi-finals by half-elimination. Then launch the top 16 and the top eight all the way to the end, until the final winner of this competition appears.

At the end of the letter, the great astrologer Buu made a prediction for the first of the eight semi-finals.

The way of prediction is to point out that one of the two sides will win the game. Then I emphasized that this prediction will only be effective if you have an understanding of the ancient and great astrology and have faith in it.

The content of the letter was so irrelevant.

Then the template of the letter was written by Sol, and he wrote four copies in total, which happened to be one copy.

Next, the other three, at Thor's request, including Saul himself, began a painful career of copying letters. Sol's requirements for copying are not high, try to be neat and tidy, don't have typos, it is the professional cultivation of a liar.

At this point, the three of Beth Steinter Diller had vaguely guessed what Sol was going to do. It seems that among the various means of stealing and cheating, Sol chose the last one. The problem is, as participants, they don't understand what Sol is doing at all.

Liars on this continent are not unusual professions, and it can even be said that there are endless and numerous methods of deception. But most scammers will always have a deception item, such as a broken item, which is finally sold at a high price.

But Sol has nothing here, and writes to the deceiver. What's the use?

The key is the content of the letter. The great astrologer is obviously the deceitful identity that Thor prepared for him, and the image of an ancient liar can barely stand up. Can you really predict the problem? What exactly did you predict about you?

Just a word of victory in the empty vernacular, are you a prediction? Are you nonsense?

Stanter and Diller cursed all the way, but they could only copy all the way.

After two days, just before the start of the first round of the eight semi-finals that have received much attention, the five thousand letters have been sealed, and the envelopes have been signed by a different-named Patriarch.

With five thousand letters and five thousand families and names, Stant and Diller wriggled their sore wrists with unlovable expressions on their faces. They feel that there is only an erratic in their minds now, like a wild donkey reading a magic scroll.

However, Sol still didn't let them go and drove them out to find the messenger.

As for himself, Thor just made a small disguise of his appearance.

The entire Byron Bian imperial city seemed rich, but there were never fewer beggars, tramps, idlers, and soon someone reported to Sol, and Sol handed them the sorted letters one by one.

There are fifty letters per person, and the delivery locations are roughly in the same city.

Each letter is paid in two copper coins, but each letter must be delivered to the place according to the address on the envelope before it can finally come back to receive the total payment of one silver coin.

You don’t need to see other people’s family owners to find a place. It’s also impossible to see these homeless people. They will be stopped or driven away by someone else’s family guard at the door, as long as the letter is delivered to the guard. .

As for most homeless people who may be illiterate, that's not a problem at all. Isn't it just for questioning if you have a long mouth? Just ask a passerby to ask, and the address and recipient will be available.

A silver coin is no longer a small amount of money for these poor people who have no longevity. The key is that sending letters is very simple, but the process is a bit trivial, and it is suitable for them. They can earn a silver coin for almost half a day.

This temporary and simple errand immediately aroused the looting of the homeless.

Sol could only select exactly one hundred people from the front and back, and threatened that if one of them was randomly checked and there was no delivery, then I'm sorry, and in the end, you might get beaten up if you didn't get anything.

This belongs to the supervision aspect, but Sol can only bluff, and the four small individuals in the team cannot have any supervision strength at all. They can only achieve their goals through the temptation and appropriate threats of the silver coins themselves.

It is inevitable that a small number of letters will be lost or all kinds of small accidents will occur during the delivery process. For 5,000 letters, Sol does not expect to deliver all of them without omission. In fact, as long as 4,000 letters arrive at the destination in the end, it is already very good. .

As long as the letter arrives, the envelope is matched with a homeless man, and the recipient points directly to the owner's name. The general family guards really dare not block this mysterious letter at will. It is estimated that they will eventually have to be handed over to the owner for a question.

So a strange scene appeared in the Byron Bian Imperial City on this day. Many homeless people rushed through the streets, pulling passers-by to ask questions, and then disappeared in the streets like hard-working ants.

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