Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks-Chapter 581 - 355: Assistance

A city, where is the most chaotic place, and the easiest to gather intel?

It has to be the tavern.

With so many taverns in Milan, Losa took a turn into an alley and found a sign without even looking deliberately.

The sign also depicted a symbol of a nun with a cross overhead.

"Is this... the Luca family's property?"

Losa asked.

Every family has its unique symbol, but there are too many small wolf clans on the Apennine Peninsula, besides the Lombardy Region and the Veneto Region, most cities have their own local families.

"Yes, they have a terrible relationship with the Sassari family, making them a suitable target."

The two pushed the door open and entered.

It was as if they had entered another world.

The tavern was bustling with people, and despite the cold weather, there were quite a few burly men with bare chests, some adorned with tattoos representing family identities, indicating they were part of certain family's peripheral organizations.

In the center of the tavern was a huge boxing ring, where two muscular men obviously from the Wolf Race were clashing fist to fist, the atmosphere around them was lively, with many intoxicated men excitedly cheering for them.

"Compared to the desolation outside, it's excessively lively here!"

Lavinia whispered in amazement.

"Even in desolation, this is Milan, the richest city in Apennines, no matter how fierce the fight appears on the surface, there must be its own set of operating rules beneath it all."

Losa found it very normal, and the two ordered two drinks at the bar and went to sit in the corner.

Almost as he imagined, barely a moment later, the news of their battle reached, many patrons couldn't help but be continuously amazed.

A wolf from the Luca family excitedly shouted, "The Sassari family's mongrels, they're utterly disgraced tonight!

Previously, everyone thought that after uniting, they emerged from the shadow of losing Sardinia and their strength increased significantly, even having the capacity to challenge upper families. But who would have thought, just two Centurions from major clans would scatter them all over."

People around him listened to his vivid description of the battle situation and couldn't help but gloat, "Ha ha ha, those braggarts thinking they were second in the world under Yakxi's backing have also seen their day?"

"Truly blessed by the Holy Mother, it's the best news I've heard this year!"

"I heard someone from Saluzzo is even more formidable, worthy of being an upper wolf clan, taking out a Sassari family's Centurion was as clean as slaughtering a chicken!"

"I also heard those two were mixed blood, so those self-proclaimed noble pure-blood wolf clans aren't that impressive at all!"

Soon, the news spread throughout the tavern.

Even the intense boxing match was temporarily halted, with everyone animatedly discussing this battle and speculating on how it might affect Milan's future situation.

Some people vividly described the battle's process.

Losa was somewhat surprised, "They narrate with such detail, though some parts are exaggerated, overall it truly aligns."

Lavinia nodded and said, "I suppose the Luca family also sent people to watch."

She seemed in a delightful mood as she sipped her beer and laughed, "When a wall falls, everyone pushes, the Sassari family's reputation is already in tatters, our chances of success are high."

"Don't celebrate too early."

Losa shook his head, not to dampen the mood, but realistically, not even halfway through, it's too early to pop the champagne: "Nia, we have gained some minor advantages, but as long as the Yakxi family is willing to continue supporting Sassari, all troubles we create for them are insignificant."

Logically, seeing their underlings so inept, and stirring public anger, the Yakxi family would weigh the pros and cons, hesitating whether to continue supporting Sassari or decisively throw out the scapegoat puppet to appease the anger.

But the final factor influencing the outcome doesn't lie with the two of them.

If the Yakxi family stubbornly insists on protecting the Sassari family, they have no recourse.

Lavinia was silent for a moment and nodded, "I have prepared for such an outcome."

Tomorrow is the day Mr. Madlen faces his final trial, Lavinia will appear to defend him, but whether justice is served has never depended on Mr. Madlen's innocence.

"I've never thought I will surely succeed, I only feel, at the very least someone should make an effort, not apathetically watch."

"Perhaps years after Mr. Madlen is sentenced to death, someone will stand up to overturn the verdict, but that would certainly only happen after the Sassari family collapses, only then would belated justice arrive, but it would hold no meaning."

Losa raised a thumb, admiring Lavinia's courage, had it been when he first arrived in this world, he would've upheld such justice.

Not now.

As a newly appointed Duke, a Feudal Monarch, his perspective of seeing things has significantly changed, akin to the principle that a benevolent person doesn't command armies.

A young man suddenly approached and whispered, "You two... please come with me to the back of the tavern, the Sassari family's people are searching for you."

Losa frowned slightly.

This fellow is just an ordinary person.

"What do you plan to do?"

"Provide you with a hidden refuge, at least for now the Sassari mongrels can't find you."

"Why help us?"

"You dare take on the Sassari mongrels, you're admirable!"

"Are you crazy? We are just ordinary families, where would we dare meddle in the battles of the wolf clan lords."

"Haven't you forgotten how your father died?"

The two argued.

Losa narrowed his eyes slightly, somewhat enjoying the decree blessings Lavinia gave him.

Having an excellent logistical person holds immense significance for him.

Someone like Urding Priest, a healer, can treat wounds but cannot restore physical strength and spirit, in comparison, less valuable indeed.

As for Valentina.

Although she's thoroughly competent in wit, combat experience, and skills, matching his criteria for being self-reliant, and is close friends with Chelina.

In comparison, Lavinia seems more like a purely administrative role,

but he's not short on purely combat roles now.

The notion of being self-reliant was something he introduced out of laziness, not crucial.