Lord of the Silver Crow

"Good morning, little York, that is Renshade? What is he doing here?"

Glancing at the Renshad who was talking with Mr. Hardman, Yago walked to the counter and talked with the handsome boy.

"Good morning, Mr. Adams."

York glanced at Yago, and the big boy with his right hand on his cheek responded in a low voice:

"Your Excellency Renshade wants to advertise in the photo studio. Let's hang the photos of their training hall in the display area."

"Advertising? Why didn't he advertise in the newspaper?"

Yago said the names of a lot of newspapers.

"I don't know either, Mr. Adams."

York seemed to be a little puzzled. Then he thought for a while and replied: "Maybe there are too many kinds of newspapers?"

Too many kinds of newspapers...

It seems to be too.

Hearing this, Yago couldn't help nodding.

In his impression, the more famous daily newspapers, at least the more famous daily newspapers in Di Lude, he can list more than ten——

Cartesia Daily, Kingdom Daily, Di Lude Daily, Grinton Daily, Workers Daily, Liberty Daily...

Despite the existence of taxes targeted at newspapers and periodicals that are scornfully called "knowledge tax" by various publishing houses and newspapers, there are still many newspapers and periodicals.

but.....

Speaking of it, the "knowledge tax" of the Principality of Catcia is dead in name.

There are not many newspapers and periodicals that refuse to pay taxes, but in fact refuse to pay.

Behind many of the existing newspapers and periodicals are bankers and consortium oligarchs, and these wealthy businessmen and bankers have a high probability of being industrial tycoons.

Just like that Mr. Greenton.

He is a typical person of this type, and his industry covers various industries.

However, the size of Mr. Greenton's enterprises is quite small compared with the oligarchic bankers who control many newspapers.

For example, large consortia such as Lanfric and Genmo.

The Kingdom Daily and the Catcia Daily, the two largest newspapers in Catcia, are controlled by these two consortia.

The biggest right to speak lies in the hands of the consortium.

As a person in another world who has experienced the era of information explosion, Yago deeply knows how terrible it is to grasp the right to speak, which can influence the thinking of the people in the country and the entire world.

And in a world where news is relatively closed... it will be affected in terms of communication, but in the same way, they have a greater right to speak.

Yago, whose thinking was divergent, quickly turned around and looked at the somewhat depressed Mr. Renshade who was about to leave.

When the other party was about to leave, Yago spoke:

"Mr. Renchard, hello—"

......

Near noon, in the east district of Di Lude City, south of Donghuoyan Road, Furnace Road.

In a house that seems to have been remodeled from a warehouse and is not too tidy, two men are looking at each other.

Renshade Training Hall.

"Mr. Adams! You are very discerning and chose my training hall."

In the empty training hall, Renshade's full voice sounded:

"I will fully teach you the skills of self-defense and make you a qualified gentleman!"

After putting on a training suit, wearing a morning gown, and holding a cane, Renshade looked at Yago and smiled.

"But, Mr. Renshade, are you sure you can fight like this?"

Yago looked at the other party's dressing slightly puzzled.

Although the morning dress is indeed very handsome, and it also presents an elegant feeling, but...

Yago's gaze passed over the opponent's waist, right leg and right arm holding a cane.

After being promoted to Weird Thief, he has always had a subtle feeling.

It is how to do it more easily to succeed, and how to do it is more likely to fail.

For example, when a person stabs a dagger in front of him, when he decides to avoid it, a subtle feeling will emerge——

How to dodge is easier to succeed, which position to choose is easier to dodge, and on the contrary, how to do it is more likely to fail.

If he decides to fight back, then he will have a subtle sense of what kind of action to use to capture or block the dagger to fight back more easily to succeed or fail.

Similarly, when he decides how to attack, he will have a feeling that where he is most likely to succeed in attacking and where he is likely to fail.

It is this kind of vague, unclear subtle induction that he can make better use of his physical fitness to respond.

However, the advantages are also shortcomings. This feeling is vague, and he can't grasp the more detailed details in detail, only a general feeling.

For Yago, the posture of this Mr. Renshade was pretty good, but even a layman, he immediately found the weakness of the opponent.

Hmm...from this point of view, isn't you a complete layman?

But there is no doubt that, except for the captain who simply taught him how to swing his cane behind the churchyard, he has no combat skills.

And Yago’s questioning made Renshade a little surprised:

"Have you learned any fighting skills?"

Yago shook his head honestly.

"Isn't there?" Renshade nodded, seeming to believe him, then turned around, and found two pretty light-weight ones in the box that had been piled up with some dust. They looked like a walking stick but were not painted Wooden sticks.

"Come."

With that, he threw the stick to Yago.

"I need to see your talent."

Renshade lowered his center of gravity and assumed a fighting posture with a slightly reduced grace.

It's like..... fencing?

The opponent's movements coincide with the posture of a certain sporting event in Yago's impression.

Holding this very light cane, Yago turned upside down and held it with one hand. Yago, who had no relevant knowledge, didn't pose anything, just turned his body sideways.

"It's indeed a layman."

Renshade glanced across the opponent's body, and when he saw the leaky stance, he affirmed the other party's words in his heart.

Immediately, he smiled:

"Don't worry, I won't be too heavy."

As he said, Renshade clenched the inferior civilization stick wholesale from the cane factory and pierced the opponent's abdomen confidently.

Hit the other party first, let the other party take a bit of pain, and then teach yourself...

However, just after Renshade made this action, he discovered that the "layman" on the opposite side, in a skilled but layman posture, waved the civilization stick and tapped it diagonally toward the finger where he was holding the stick.

In the next moment, he felt his palms tighten and the stick almost came out.

Then, the stick tapped his finger.

......

"Hi...Mr. Adams, you have a lot of strength..."

Frowning, Renshade smiled awkwardly.

Under his feet lay a civilization stick.

"I moved the corpse before."

Yago shrugged and responded to this "fighting teacher" who was better than himself.

"Move, move the corpse..."

Renchard opened his mouth and didn't know the reply. Finally, he had to suffocate one sentence:

"No wonder, no wonder the strength is so great."

When he attacked so badly, his weapon was beaten away.