Knight of Universe Empire

The Empire of England, Age of theSeven Kingdoms, the so-called Haptarchy age. Kingdom of Mercia, Chester City Prison. Terry slowly opened his eyes, and his nose was filled with a damp, musty smell, which made him feel uncomfortable. He was lying on the rough stone floor, with a thin and scattered layer of straw under him, which served as a prison bedding. Sunlight streamed in through the narrow windows, dust floating in the beam. "Where am I?" Terry wondered. Memories came flooding back, and he soon realized he had traveled through time. Terry Chamberlain is a business elite from the 21st century who is engaged in international trade business in San Francisco, USA, but accidentally traveled to this medieval England? He lay in a stone cell with walls made of rough stones and a window the size of a six-inch pizza. This strange world made him feel confused and scared. "Why am I in prison?" Terry tried to recall his experience after time travel. In this world, he was a small business person in the Kingdom of Mercia. His father was an imperial soldier before and died in the Normandy War 18 years ago. His mother also died of illness. Although it is not good to have both parents die, in film and television, those who have both parents die are particularly lucky. Rebirth, what a reboot! But, why, how, still a small business person? It was actually not as good as in my previous life. In my previous life, I had already dressed in suits and became a professional manager. However, before I got married and had children, suddenly... Terry was raised by his uncle and aunt. His uncle, Peter Chamberlain, worked as a low-level manager in the Mercia Viking house, responsible for importing royal special goods from the Vikings. Of course, Peter Chamberlain was a low-level manager and was only responsible for some clerical work, such as signing a contract, receiving goods, etc. Unexpectedly, something happened this time—— The Kingdom of Mercia imported a batch of high-quality anthracite coal from the Vikings. When the goods arrived at the port, everything was normal, just like the previous two transactions. Peter Chamberlain was responsible for signing the goods, loading the goods, and then escorting them to Chester City in St. Warehouse, the person receiving the goods was dumbfounded. All the anthracite coal turned into stone! When the news was reported, the Archduke of Mercia was furious! This is very strange. If it was a Viking fraud, when the cargo was unloaded at the port, it was clearly dark coal. How come it turned into ordinary stone when it arrived at the royal warehouse? What happens during transportation from port to warehouse? Or are the Vikings causing trouble? Vikings! The murderous Vikings! Not to mention Mercia, the whole of England, the whole of Europe, who is not afraid of the Vikings! Besides, there is a contract! Speaking of contracts, these are rights that the people of Mercia have fought for through years of struggle. In the past, the Vikings were pirates who robbed homes and homes. In the past few hundred years, European countries have united to attack the Vikings. The Vikings cannot fight on multiple fronts. Nowadays, they can only plunder in the weakly defended Mediterranean. In the north, the only way to force these countries to do some trade is through war. The coal trade is one such trade. In this era, coal was not used on a large scale, and only the royal family was qualified to use this expensive coal. Anthracite, what a beautiful commodity, burns quietly without the hateful smell of smoke. The previous two transactions went very smoothly. The Vikings sent coal and the Mercians paid gold coins. Both parties were happy. However, this time, there was a problem! But the people of Mercia had no choice. The contract stated that the goods would be paid on delivery and the quality of the goods would be the same as the samples. One million gold coins! Not paying the Vikings? That is impossible! Unless you want to fight them! But what about anthracite? Do you want to use stones as fuel? Not only was Grand Duke Offa very depressed, but also the bureaucrats at all levels were very depressed. In such a situation, what the bureaucracy needs is to find a scapegoat. Terry's uncle, Peter Chamberlain, the manager responsible for signing and delivering goods, was the perfect scapegoat. Peter Chamberlain, hanging! His wife and two daughters will be sent to a government-run brothel. This is the rule, this is the law! Terry was raised by Peter Chamberlain, and he also faced the fate of being exiled to the frontier. "The beginning was hell mode." Terry sighed. In this era of feudal dynasty rule, there were no human rights at all. The frontier land is extremely desolate, and the climate is harsh. Most of the prisoners exiled to the frontier could not survive. Thinking of this, Terry couldn't help but feel a chill. "System?" he shouted tentatively in the silent prison. However, there was no response. There was no golden finger or system he fantasized about to help him change the situation. There is no supernatural power in this world, and he can only rely on his own wisdom and courage to find a way out. Terry began to pace in the small prison, thinking about how to save himself. He understood that he had to find a way to find the loopholes in the contract and find the real anthracite in order to turn things around and change his destiny. He sat down against the corner, put his head in his hands, and thought hard about countermeasures. Plans flashed through his mind, only to be rejected one by one. He decided to risk his escape and find the mastermind of the case. Only in this way can you save your own life and at the same time clear your grievances. In this dark prison, Terry's thoughts were like a bound wild horse, running wildly. His skills are international finance and international trade, international geography, and historical knowledge, but in such a strange ancient world, this knowledge seems to have become useless dust. Two days later, he will be put in heavy shackles and sent to a distant border. He knew that with his body, he might be able to survive the difficult journey, but that would never be a good thing. In that desolate frontier, he will be squeezed out of his last drop of labor until he dies. This terrible future makes Terry terrified. "I have to find a way to save myself. I can't just surrender." Terry paced back and forth in the narrow cell, anxiety and fear surging in his heart. He is physically powerful, but in this world, he is just a small business person, and escaping from prison is almost impossible. He could not rely on his family and friends. The Chamberlain family was not a big family, and his people were scattered all over the place. Such a big case had alarmed the Grand Duke Offa. At this juncture, who dared to intercede for him? However, Terry did not give up. He is an expert in international finance and international trade, international geography, and historical knowledge. His thinking is clear and agile. He understands that in this world, only by making amends can one avoid the death penalty. And finding real anthracite is his only hope. But the problem is, now that he is behind bars, how can he find the shipment? There is no contract, no clues, everything is unknown. A trace of confusion and despair flashed in his eyes. Two days are so short. But he was like a small boat drifting in a deserted sea, with no land in sight and no direction. Desperation filled Terry's heart. He once stabilized the market during the financial crisis, once criticized Fang Qiu at the international negotiation table, and once discerned opportunities in the torrent of history. But now, he can't even control his own destiny. However, just when he was about to give up, a weak voice sounded in his heart: "What you have is knowledge and wisdom, not power. Your enemy is not the world, but yourself." Terry was awakened by the sound. He looked at the four walls of the cell, the cold stones and iron bars. He understood that his enemy was not the world, but his own inner fear and despair. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. His heart was filled with firmness and determination. He knew he had to face his fears and despair, and he had to retrieve the anthracite ship. Only in this way can he survive. Even in desperate situations, Terry still remains calm and rational. He began to analyze his situation and think about possible solutions to the problem. His heart was full of strength and hope. He knew what he needed were clues and information. Even in prison, he must do everything possible to obtain this information. He began to observe every detail of the cell, trying to find clues. Time passes little by little. Terry's heart was filled with tension and anticipation. He knew his life depended on his next move. He can't fail, he can't give up. Finally, in a corner of the cell, he found an inconspicuous stone. There is a line of vague writing carved on the stone: "Wales". At that moment, Terry's heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment. Then, a wave of ecstasy came over me. He held the stone tightly, his eyes shining with hope.