My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 428: The Truth Behind Hidden

PS: I wrote almost 4000 * *... but I haven't finished it yet. It's a dying rhythm... I've been up all night.

PS1: So there's one more thing.

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Speaking of which, Estelle and Joshua got serious.

The atmosphere in the whole room also suddenly became strange and serious.

“Yes, it was arson.” Joshua nodded and said with a calm face: "The fire surrounded the whole room from the outside, almost impossible to be an accident, and now you can still smell the rich gasoline, if not for Dean Theresa's quick withdrawal with the children, probably…” The phrase made the whole room very angry.

Coros's eyebrows upside down were a little angry, or murderous, coming out of her body, although not much, but probably only useful to Dean Theresa.

Needless to say, Mikasa, the woman in the strong army who ascended to the position of head of the intelligence service, one by one shot, she now has two knives, one given by Kerall in her first ten places, the other by Kerall when she became the general ladyguard.

The power and power brought her through hundreds of wars. How can a little girl who hasn't killed anyone move her eyebrows?

Kerall, don't you have to tell me? Thousands of miles of solo riders, countless battles, tens of millions of killers gathered together, he's fine. Besides, this kid Coloss?

Estelle was born with a crude nerve, and Joshua had a story to tell, and the two of them were also people who had experienced a life-and-death struggle between warcraft, not to be too surprised.

It's just that the kid looks soft and weak and angry and has a killer personality.

That's what Esther and Joshua both thought.

But when we think about the lives of twenty or thirty people, we can both understand these things.

“Khlos.” Keiral said, looking up at Keiral's expression and shaking his head slightly, and Keiral's fingers pointed at Joshua and Estelle.

Don't get them involved.

If it's really about you and me, or Mother Teresa, then there's no need to involve Estelle and Joshua.

Kerall took advantage of Koros' kindness, and Koros was smart enough to understand Kerall's meaning, nodded softly, curtailed the killing and shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Kerall smiled and stood up and said, "It's still foggy, isn't it? We don't know what each other's goals are now, apart from knowing that it was an artificial arson. ”

“Is that me?” Kerall shrugged his shoulders and made a [blame me] look that made everyone laugh.

“Or Khlos?” Kerall looked at Koros a little long, and Koros blushed a little, and she wasn't sure if Kerall saw anything.

“Or you?” Kerall took a deep look at Estelle and Joshua, and the two young men turned their eyes and faces apart from each other.

Kerall laughed, “Or is it really Dean Teresa's land? ”

“In the absence of evidence, all this is still unknown, so we have to worry about it now. Isn't it a little too urgent?” Kerall replied with a smile.

“Hmm.” Everyone nodded and muttered. Everyone thought differently. Everyone was thinking about what the real culprit was.

“More importantly, nobody's hurt, nobody's dead, and Mother Teresa's life has to go on, and what's next, that's the point.” Kerall smiled and said a few words that made us nod our heads.

Life goes on, the author's friend's family is miserable, but there is nothing too sad except that he is calmer, thinks more, matures earlier than ordinary youth, in one sentence - can a stinking face solve the problem? If you can't fix it, who will you show the stinking face to?

And so it was.

Everyone nodded and Kerall paused for a moment, thinking, "The biggest question is about accommodation, and we can ask the owner if he can let Mother Teresa stay here for a while for free —— even if there's a celebration going on recently, this Mu Lotus Pavilion hotel should be available. ”

“Assistance may also be requested from municipalities.” Kerall paused and laughed.

“How is this possible...” Khlos said in a letter that if the enemy was really the mayor, this kind of assistance would never have been given to Teacher Teresa, because they would never have let Teacher Teresa sell the land if they hadn't forced her to despair.

“Why not?” Keiral laughed: "Now that the orphanage fire is boiling down, the whole city of Louanne knows, what's wrong with applying for assistance from the city? ”

“Well said!” There was a generous and exhilarating voice coming out the door.

A middle-aged man in a suit approx. 1 meter 8 walked in, with a brown hair and a moustache, he had nothing but a ring on his hand, and from an ordinary man's point of view, he could say thrifty —— of course, with his mayor's identity.

Keiral saw many of his generous accounts in the morning of planning a blueprint for the city of Louanne, which was well received by the public, and when he mentioned the mayor, he gave the impression that the "doer” was indeed an impression.

I have to say, the mayor did a good job.

Even Coloss first responded to Kerall's speculation with the idea that it was impossible, and wondered how popular the mayor was.

Interesting.

Kerall laughed.

Kerall can almost guess what this guy's thinking.

The city of Louanne is a port city, but the economy of the port city is not very good, because without ships, the Kingdom of Libel, with its "Magic Boat”, does not attach much importance to navigation - after all, few countries on the entire continent are able to shoot down their airships, but there is a risk that they will be threatened almost as long as they can sail.

So the city of Lu 'an was used for a long time as a “warehouse", a supply base during the Hundred Days War.

But Keiral looked at the city of Lu 'an, where the city of Lu 'an had planned a great deal of energy and kung fu, even separating the residential and industrial districts. Keiral knew that the mayor must be very capable, but it was another matter if he was to be able to implement his ambitions.

That's about the same level that Kerall would have done —— using the massive influx of outsiders from this festival, then using the heavy news series, then attracting a lot of rich people to visit, and finally letting this group of rich people see his previous urban planning and efforts, and then everything goes smoothly into the canal —— some merchants who want to save the profits of the airship will definitely come here to open the desert.

By then, the economy of the city of Louanne will show a huge outbreak of growth, which, to be honest, Kerall understands.

So many forced demolitions in future generations, not so much other problems - some people moved away because they started sitting down when the price had been agreed with the government and the contractor and only the last house was left.

The most interesting thing is that my father-in-law's house was forcibly dismantled (in fact, by his neighbors, who had already negotiated it), and he started his own fans to squeeze out public opinion and the government - of course, nobody had heard of him before that, and he was going to pay about 1.2 million dollars a piece of compensation, and the money to fix the subway was, of course, our taxes, and then the government said not to play with him! The one who was supposed to fix the subway, take a direct detour! And next to his house, there's a plan to repair the crematorium, which is the Internet noun —— the fabrication of rumours, the origins of the family crematorium.

Of course, Mother Teresa was too much of a hindrance from the government's point of view. Now that she had promised to help her move into the city, all she had to do was ask the children to be adopted by the adults in the city, and then Teacher Teresa, who had greatly reduced her burden, would be able to feed the remaining children with just one job.

But she refused.

The reason is the inability to cut off the feelings of the deceased husband.

So it's not incomprehensible to do this.

Too much effort, but actually tens of thousands of jobs across the city, the future economic take-off plan compares… it's just a tool.

Kerall still admires him.

But I guess this guy's gonna be tragic in front of Khlos, too, huh?

Kerall smiled.

“What a wonderful thing this gentleman said!” He walked in and opened his arms and laughed out loud: "Dean Teresa is a legitimate citizen of the city of Louanne, and who of us in Louanne City as a whole will not agree to assist Dean Teresa at this time of crisis and situation? Who dares not?! ”

He greeted Dean Teresa with generosity and gratitude. It couldn't have been the mayor. She thought that if the mayor really wanted the land at this time, he would have forced himself directly, but he was still helping himself so much, it couldn't have been him!

“But then again, Teacher Teresa, do you have any plans to sell the land now? Because it's all in ruins, I think we should sell it so we can not only give you a lot of assistance, but also find a house in the city that can accommodate so many kids to replace you.” His words turned a grateful Teacher Teresa into a faint expression.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Mayor… I intend to support this for a while before rebuilding our home on the ruins. ”

“Well...” The mayor laughed embarrassingly, his anger flashed in his eyes and walked away with haha. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)