Now, the civil war in Rhine, a member of the Northern Alliance of nations, is still in full swing. At the same time, the black dragon, who doesn''t know where it came from, has quietly replaced the highly toxic mother and become the new master of the green capital.


    Early 1633 of the third era of the aladiari——


    Nana got up and sat back in the high iron chair, stayed with the young nobles, sipped the wine in the glass, and was full of the sweet fruit aroma of summer red wine, which made him barely smile at the corners of his mouth.


    The cold air in the hall of the main castle of Kaji town is rising. The underground ice cellar is trying its best to send out the cool and dispel the dry heat in the north in the dry season. It is surrounded by the smell of roast meat and freshly baked bread. The black rock wall of the hall is covered with the flags of the Brando family and its supporters.


    Yes, you are all young heirs of nobles. Their owners fought on the front line with count Brando and left their children in kaki for rest, play and pleasure. Of course, these people are also hostages in a sense.


    He, Nana Brando, is responsible for keeping an eye on them and controlling the logistics to guard the rear.


    Like his brother, Nana did not accompany his father to the front battlefield. Compared with leading military operations and intrigues, Nana personally preferred doing business, hunting, playing and socializing. He was a conservative aristocrat who paid attention to harmony and making money. Staying behind in the rear was exactly what he wanted.


    Father agreed to his request.


    But recently, Nana can''t help worrying. The reason is very simple. The Brando family has no money.


    This embarrassing problem, which is ashamed to mention, could not have happened at all. The Brando family has guarded the kaki border for hundreds of years. Although it is not rich, it is at least rich. How can it be said that there is no money without money.


    But this is true because of the war.


    Once a war consisting solely of human troops is launched, it consumes resources and wealth as fast as burning, or even better than burning. Naina estimates that even if 100 farmers are recruited to burn day and night, they will not be able to burn their family''s wealth in a short time.


    However, such rich wealth was completely consumed in the war.


    A few years ago, his brother Roy went crazy and went to mangye to fight a black dragon that came out of nowhere. As a result, the battle consumed all the wealth that the Brando family could produce in two years; After seven years of recuperation, they finally recovered.


    As a result, civil war broke out.


    In addition to daily expenses, there is no place where you don''t need to spend money on maintaining soldiers, forging arrows, manufacturing oil bombs and providing supplies. Ryan has the whole Rhine as the backing, while the Brando family has only a kaki border and a group of small nobles behind them.


    Moreover, in the local Lord''s castle of Kaji in the rear, there is also a big banquet every month. It is also a big expense to feed these protons, but they must be purchased. The dignity of the nobility cannot be left behind.


    Four months after the war, Naina found that he was short of money. However, the front line was still asking for money again and again. God knows how they fought this war. Doesn''t it mean they won it day by day? Why did you end up making ends meet.


    What a headache.


    In the hall, a bard was fiddling with the harp and singing low songs. His voice was gentle and his face was beautiful. However, he could not hear clearly under the noise of wine, dishes and drunken conversation.


    Moreover, Nana Brando''s mood was not beautiful at all. The dinner that had to be held every month had lasted for four hours, but he still couldn''t think of a way to get money, and his anxiety increased with time.


    You know, father''s orders can''t be violated.


    "I invite you to drink, my Lord."


    At the instigation of these young nobles, Nana drank another glass of wine. He was usually happy to be with them and boasted about war, hunting and rare events in the southern empire with relish, but today Nana is really not in the mood.


    The banquet is almost over. The waitress is wandering around like a wandering warbler. She is often patted on the ass by young nobles, leaving a shy smiling face. Nana looks on coldly, and her thoughts wander outside.


    "Have you seen him? Look at the way he talks."


    He heard someone talking in a low voice. Although the venue was noisy, somehow he could clearly hear the man''s whisper: "I guess he must be a big tycoon."


    "A great nobleman."


    Nana heard another person echo: "a great aristocrat who can eat well in all countries on the mainland."


    He raised his head and looked towards the place where the voice originated. At the end of the long table, the sons of two knights (Knights) were whispering, and his heart was moved by the look of exclamation and envy.


    The two people''s whispers made Nana excited. He took a glass of wine and got up and walked to the two people.


    "How was your dinner today, gentlemen?" Nana raised his glass at the end of the long table.


    "Big... Sir."


    The two men who were addicted to whispering turned around and saw Naina standing beside them, quite flattered and frightened.


    They are very different from Nana. As the children of ordinary jazz, although they have the opportunity to go to the banquet president table, under normal circumstances, they don''t want to talk to the host here at all.


    "Very satisfied. The brandos are very considerate to us, which makes the freys very grateful."


    Fortunately, after all, they were educated little nobles, not rural farmers. They quickly reacted and bowed.


    "Then, let me take the liberty."


    Nana bowed back slightly and showed good noble cultivation. At the same time, he smiled and said, "I''m very interested in the topic you just talked about. Do you have time to introduce one or two to me?"


    They looked at each other and wondered why the count''s heir was suddenly interested in some lost information.


    "You mean count tangrian?"


    One of the vicomte''s heirs suddenly broke in and approached, first answering Naina''s question, and then turning back to ask the other two: "right?"


    "Yes, my Lord."


    The two should say, "that''s the person we were talking about."


    "Why, dear Lord Beauchamp, do you know something about it?"


    Nana thought to himself that he had asked casually without much expectation. The sons of the two fiefdom knights could have much insight, and the great nobles in their mouth were probably not big people.


    But then the vicomte''s successor broke in, seemed to know the same thing, and the word "count" jumped out of his mouth.


    This really interested Nana.


    "It seems that you are really busy these days."


    The heir of the Viscount named Beauchamp accompanied Naina and sat down on a small table next to him. The waitress immediately brought drinks and desserts: "that man is famous in kaki recently."


    "What do you say?"