Chapter 500 The Eve of the Five-Party Alliance

Walking out of the More Manor on the riverbank, Horn glanced at the window where the candle was flickering, and remained silent.

After arriving at the mansion, he talked a lot with the two Juano elders, but now when he thought about it, he couldn't remember anything.

"Your Majesty, it's raining. Let's get on the carriage quickly." An attendant monk came over.

Horn nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and got into the carriage.

The wheels rolled around, raising up mud and rain, and the weeds on both sides swayed as if seeing him off.

After settling Ludvik and others, he went to visit them as he had said before.

According to the principle of holding big meetings for small matters, small meetings for big matters, and private meetings for important matters, Horn originally wanted to communicate the content of the meeting the day after tomorrow.

Including the status of the converted Cassia County, the treatment of the monks of the Blago Monastery, and some legal issues that were controversial between the two sides.

After all, really important things cannot be discussed in public.

But during the meal, Ludwig and the fat monk always talked more about doctrine and less about practice.

Whenever the relevant content was mentioned, he was either hard of hearing, dizzy and distracted, or just pretended not to hear it and continued talking about the previous doctrinal topic calmly.

You know, Horn's policies are quite beneficial. He even gave Kasha County a certain degree of autonomy and took out the position of Gospel Chief of the Gospel Court.

But they still avoided the topic, and after two or three times, Horn realized that these two people didn't want to talk for the time being.

Horn certainly wouldn't believe that these two were pedantic old priests who only knew scriptures and doctrines.

The old fox is pretending to be a pig, thinking that people are blind?
Rubbing the stubble on his chin, his body swaying with the carriage, Horn gradually formed some guesses in his mind.

This attitude of theirs is probably due to internal disagreements, and they are unwilling to bring things to the table even during private meetings.

The resistance inside the Blago Monastery was greater than he had imagined.

Otherwise, we should settle for the second best this time and not make a specific covenant, but instead form a loose alliance in name only.

Wait for Ludwig to return with Horn's Huikasha policy and publicize it.

When the time comes, we will bring all the important figures of Kasha County over for a visit, let them see the prosperity of the territory, and then use the threat of unification by force.

Take more time, just take more time.

With Xiaochi City as a stronghold, they cannot break through the Ibe River defense line even if they launch a sudden attack.

"If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to pay the price." Horn looked at the map on the carriage, "Then I'll have to treat you to a dirty trick."

After thinking for a while, Horn said to the attendant monk beside him: "Wait a minute, go to my study and get a book for Martin."

Martin is definitely literate and will not make the same mistake again.

After returning to the courtyard of his mansion in a carriage, Horn had a quick dinner, read a book for a while, and then went to bed.

After all, we 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 300 people of unknown origin were staying in the town. They said that they "did not look like human beings" and after watching them, they "were so scared that they almost wanted to leave."

Horn could roughly guess that this must be the delegation from Black Snake Bay. After all, Black Snake Bay has always been famous for its freedom and unrestrainedness, and has its own understanding of aesthetics.

However, the mayor of Heitao Town was a little too surprised. He was so confused by what was going on that he was trembling with fear.

After blowing out the candle, Horn lay down 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.

South of the city of Jeanne d'Arc. Putting down the telescope, Horn frowned, and looked in that direction, then raised the telescope again after confirming that it was correct.

"Is that a person?" After putting down the telescope, Horn was silent for a long time before turning his head to confirm with Busak beside him.

"Yeah... probably." Busak, the receptionist, had sweat on his forehead.

Raising the telescope, Horn could see in the darkness all around him a long, python-like road winding its way behind the hills among the wheat fields, reeds and thatch.

After going around the hill, there were dozens of Kush knights leading the way and the carriage of Grandmother Alko.

When they arrived at this place, Horn could still confirm that they were human beings, and that the people behind them were the delegation from Black Snake Bay.

But when he saw the delegation, he became suspicious again.

The Black Snake Bay people's delegation consisted of a caravan of seven or eight large carts, and the beasts of burden pulling the carts were creatures similar to hippos, but smaller and more agile.

Surrounding these large vehicles are groups of colorful Black Snake Bay...people?

Horn picked up the telescope and confirmed again and again.

Due to the backwardness of printing and dyeing technology, all colored fabrics, especially those with multiple bright colors, are very high-end products of the Shen Ai Empire.

Therefore, it was normal for knights to wear colorful clothes.

Clothes that seem simple and beautiful in modern times were too plain in Horn's time, as if they were worn by servants.

For example, the solid-colored clothes with similar patterns that Horn distributed to his soldiers were criticized by the knights as old-fashioned.

For the nobles, a red, blue and white plaid jacket paired with sexy purple bloomers and green wool tights was a more common fashion outfit.

The solid-colored clothes that Horne thought were more streamlined and close-fitting, in their opinion, just fit the stereotype of the old farmer.

After so long, he thought he had adapted to the eye-catching outfits of this era.

But when a group of people from Black Snake Bay appeared in front of him, Horn was still shocked.

Looking around, there is bright red hair, purple-blue lips, and emerald green skin...

Apart from anything else, just the bright green color, he thought at first it was a close-fitting piece of clothing, but when he got closer he found out that it was actually painted on.

In other words, they were naked except for the cloth skirts and trousers around their waists and straw sandals.

But when he got closer and took a closer look, Horn discovered 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." Pasrick said to Horn seriously, "You must want to know."

"Thank you, thank you!" Horn forced a hateful smile at Pasrick.

Seeing Horn's astonished expression, 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 the person they meet, the heavier the paint they apply, and they only do this on important occasions, so you can think of it as their formal attire.”

Do you mean to deliberately change into strange clothes before the cutscenes?

Looking at the approaching convoy, Horn finally understood why the mayor of Heitao Town said that they did not look like human beings.

The convoy slowly stopped by the roadside. A leg stretched out from the luxurious carriage, and old grandmother Vivian of the Alco family poked her head out.

She looked around the crowd until she saw Pasrick and then she smiled.

"Long time no see, old lady." Horn pulled Pasrick, who was trembling and wanted to leave first, and went to greet the female head of the Alco family.

(End of this chapter)