Field was dumbfounded. What a man!
"Grass! Field was not happy.
The steward Khal winced his neck. He was about to say that, and then he stopped. The Bull Baron and his son were not good men.
"Wait! You are the baron of Nightcollar. Good to finally have someone to cushion my fortress. I hope you live two more days! But don't bother me when you're being hunted by rotting corpses. I won't open the door for you."
The man on the wall, reminded by his adviser, thought of Field, but unfortunately, he only thought of Field as a strategic buffer for the fort.
The butler lost control and leaned forward, whispering, "Richard Bull, Baron Bull's only son, has a reputation for cowardice. We'd better not talk to him."
"That's right. There's no need to argue with idiots." Field's blue veins burst, slowly back, "one is playing like this, I am not welcome."
"Open the gate to the collar of night yourselves! It's safe there." Richard retreated back into the castle. "Now get out of my sight! Stinky."
The consultant wiping away his cold sweat said to Richard, "Young Master, is it not..."
'Shut up!
After some distance, Field asked the crowd to wait.
"Now I know why the rotting bodies are here." Field's mouth twitched, righting the long sword at his waist, "Fortunately the orcs are also blocked by the fog, coupled with the peace treaty, otherwise the Empire's most proud defense line will become a joke."
"The honorable Lord... We'll leave you alone." The villagers crowded up and pushed each other awkwardly. They did not want to make trouble. Baron Field looked very angry, but at last he did not dare to run straight away.
Field is angry, although he was born in the modern world, but it does not mean that he can be manipulated, he lowered his eyes, like a Wolf about to eat people, cold low voice: "I allow you to go?" Your Lord abandoned you, and now you have no owner, so you are taken over by me."
Just in time to replenish labor for free.
"Huh? No, no, my Lord, leave us alone. We are free people." The villagers reluctantly listen to what Richard has just said, and Field is going to Nightland, a cursed place of death, where he will die.
"I can spare you, five gold coins for the redemption of your freedom, I saved you, I deserve it." Field pulled out his long sword unceremoniously, "Either follow me to the night collar, or give me money, or I'll chop it into pieces and feed it to the dogs, do you hear me?"
"Whoo! It seems he is indeed an aristocrat."
Asina on the other side of the relief, these days field's gentle kindness, let her very unaccustomed, there is always a kind of illusion of living in a dream, now see field playing a noble Yin malicious rogue, suddenly comfortable.
Like Asina, the villagers were tickled to a cool point one by one, but instead obeyed after being threatened, kneeling down and heading for the night. Anyway, to go is to die, not to die, better to take a chance.
"Bitch."
Field took back his sword, clutching his face, and exclaiming: Fists are always more persuasive than mouths.
"Don't give up, my Lord!" Asina saw that Field was unhappy and came up carefully to comfort him.
Field took one look at her and was stunned. It wasn't until he saw Asina with a look of fear that Field realized. He laughed and said, "I'm fine.
Moving on, as Felder neared the fortress gate, he was startled by the large skull logo on the minimap.
"Is that what Richard said, the gates are safe?"
This fucking idiot, he's paid for nothing, and he's trying to get his hands on me. If nature enters the fortress gate, it is highly likely to be caught off guard by the rotting corpse hidden inside.
Field was not pleased, but he quickly thought of something, and kept rubbing his fingers under his chin: "Since the Bull Baron's foolish son has stuck to the inner city and abandoned the outer stronghold, does that mean I can make a good profit?" No one saw it anyway."
He did it when he thought of it. Field is not the Virgin Lotus.
What decency and shame? There's no need to be nice to these bitches! You should rob them of their money, food and women.
Felder shook his cloak. "Do you remember, Khal, those who dared to take arms and fight back against the carrion? Gather them all together, and if there are not enough thirty, gather the strong ones."
The Khal may be timid, but he's quick. Soon, thirty slaves of different races were gathered.
"Before that, there were some guys who were supposed to eat horse manure, and they got in the way." Field glanced at an ugly Connor in the distance.
"Gallant Knight Connor, although this is not my fiefdom, but as a noble with martial power, I am going to help the peasants here and kill the carrion, do you want to join me?" Field's got some bullshit reason.
You're sick! Connor was so stupid that he killed one of his men trying to kill the carrion.
He's still fretting about his pension, and he can't believe his ears when he hears that the stupid Baron is trying to smooth over the rot.
"No, I have taken you to the frontier of the nightlands, and now, just a door away, I am returning to the Count." Connor resolutely refused, saying, he could not help laughing, directly laughed: "I'm sorry, but I think, with this mob to attack the carrion, it is better to take the pig to go, at least to make the carrion eat."
Field looked sorry. "Well, I thought you were going to share the glory."
"Do not forget the laws of the empire and the dogmas of the family, and arrive on time."
Connor left a warning and galloped off with the cavalry before Field could even remind him that the manure had not been eaten.
"Are we really going to mess with the dead?" "Asked the steward Khal, trembling.
Field did not expect the butler to kill the enemy, and shook his hand: "You stay here to watch over the slaves, don't let them run away, want to escape directly with the slave contract to burn him to ashes."
This was spoken so loudly that the slaves heard it with horror.
But the Khal was given amnesty.
Forcing the slaves to equip themselves with scythes, dung forks and woodchopping axes, Field took Ashna with him and left.
After ten minutes of walking, Field circled into a deserted forest and, after carefully confirming that no one was around by the small map the Overlord's ability carried, removed a beautiful crystal ball from a parcel on the right side of the war horse.
Ashna's panel has changed, and he was distracted just to make sure he wasn't dazed.