I, the invincible strong man, was deceived by the system for 100 years

The guests of the Divine Favor already took up residence in haphazard huts built by goblins and dwarves.

The nobles cannot speak of their suffering.

No matter where they go, they have never been treated like this.Some nobles used to be captives, but even if they were captives, they could still eat three meals a day, with good food and wine.

But the land of divine favor is not used to them.

When they lived in the land of divine grace, they tried to avoid going out as much as possible.

Whenever they go out, they will inevitably be ridiculed by goblins and dwarves, and threatened by cyclops from time to time. As for the berserkers?They took a detour.

The most important thing is not this, but—the land of divine grace doesn't care about food!

Some thin-skinned nobles have been hungry for a whole day, doubting life all the time.

Of course, there are also some thick-skinned nobles who will go downstairs and ask about the aliens they meet.

Now, another cheeky nobleman went downstairs and stopped a dwarf. In comparison, the dwarf was relatively gentle.

"That dwarf friend? I wonder if there is any place to eat in the Land of Divine Favor?" the nobleman asked with a shy smile.

"Eat?" The dwarf scratched his head.

"Yeah. Gululu—" the nobleman was still talking, and his stomach rang loudly.

"Cut, useless humans!" The dwarf sneered disdainfully: "In our land of divine grace, if you don't work, you have no food! Don't you know that labor is the most glorious thing? No wonder you humans are so despicable!"

"I" the nobleman was dumbfounded.

"Want to eat? Go outside the city to move bricks, otherwise, there will be no food!" After saying this coolly, the dwarf went to move bricks on his short legs, singing a tune.

In the small building, the nobles gathered in the hall.

Their faces were serious. In the past, they were living for life, but now, they were going to survive.

A nobleman stood on a table and asked in a deep voice: "Everyone, who has brought food, can you help my compatriots? I am willing to pay [-] gold coins for a meal!"

The nobles looked at each other and questioned each other.

But the end result is nothing.

Who is not an aristocrat who enjoys life every day?Who's okay with bringing food?
Even if there is such a little food, it has long been eaten clean.

And this distance is not far, they simply did not bring enough dry food.

"Grumble-"

A hungry sound sounded, causing a chain reaction.

The faces of the nobles turned red.

The noble standing at the highest position took a deep breath, his face full of solemnity.

"Everyone, we are now at a critical moment. If we don't work hard, we will all starve to death." The nobleman took a deep breath and said loudly, "Let's go to work? I have sent my subordinates to Nystad They have gone to buy food, and they will be back in about one day. We only need to work for one day to fill our stomachs, and we can talk about anything. Let’s stay for a while, up to five days, and our army can be in Nystad Gather them all and set off for the land of divine grace."

The nobles looked at each other again.

After some consideration, he still gave in.

If you don't eat, you will really die.
"This place of divine grace is too black-hearted!"

The nobles had a bitter face, and Qiqi led their subordinates from other rooms to the construction site of the Land of God's Grace, and began to move bricks.

Based on the principle that whoever does the work eats, the Land of Divine Grace wants their subordinates to bring them something to eat?That is impossible.

As for hunting?

As long as they are not afraid of some powerful monsters appearing in the mountains and eating them, then go for it.
The little ones raised by Lynch are now the kings.

Unlike these bitter nobles, a banquet is being held in the castle.

Lynch finally stepped out of his house
This is what he asked for, and he never misses an opportunity to eat something good.

In the castle hall, there is a long table.

It is filled with various kinds of Warcraft's simple roasted meat, sprinkled with some special spices for the dwarves, and the meat is fragrant.

"Sir. According to the usual practice, you should toast now."

Paul sat on Lynch's left and whispered to Lynch who had taken off his mask and was gnawing on animal meat.

Paul was still a little envious of Lynch. Most of the smiling people couldn't take off their masks because of their status.

Lynch was different.

He has already taken off his mask openly!

"Ok?"

Lin Qi raised his eyes a little when he heard this, and glanced at the people at the table.

Marcus, the 'Can't Eat Four', the three patriarchs (the sticks are too big to get in), Wheeler and Sam, and some high-ranking nobles.

Lynch was very speechless. From the time everyone met, these nobles had nothing but flattery.

After going to the dining table and taking off his mask to eat, everyone kept staring at him, as if there was something dirty on his face.

He took a handkerchief casually, wiped off the oil on his mouth, frowned, raised his glass, and said, "Drink."

After finishing speaking, he drank it all in one gulp, and grabbed the unfinished piece of meat again.

Fighting with meat is much more interesting than staring at these people.

"You're unruly! I'm a king, and you can't drink until I'm done! You're going to be crucified for doing this, you white-haired eccentric!"

Just when the nobles were at a loss with their wine glasses, a childish voice sounded.

Everyone present froze.

The complexions of the nobles instantly turned pale.

"Bam—"

The 'Furious Four' immediately slapped the table, barely turning it over on the spot.

"His-"

The white cloth wrapped around the giant sword by Marcus exploded instantly, and the giant sword shone with a cold light.

"Huchi-huchi-"

White smoke spewed out from Sledgehammer's nostrils, and his eyes turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Stupid human being, you dare to humiliate my elder brother in front of me?!"

"Bam—"

Brother Dao ignored Sister Ni's obstruction, and jumped off the chair, causing the chair to fall to the ground.

"A lowly human king is not qualified to humiliate his master in front of goblins!"

A black light flashed behind Bobo, and the puppet had surrounded the entire hall.

Hundreds of magic scrolls above the extraordinary level were drawn by his gray energy lines, shining with a cold light.

"Oh!"

"Wow-"

Under the oppression of the strong breath, the little king fell from the chair to the ground.

Terrified cries came out.

"Mr. No. [-], please rest assured, we will definitely give you an explanation!"

In this tense atmosphere, Wheeler stood up frowning, ignoring the crying little king.

He lowered his head, bent over and spoke sincerely to Lynch.

Everyone turned their attention to Lynch.

The nobles felt uneasy. It doesn't matter if the little king died. After all, he was still young, so sickness and the like could be easily solved.

The only thing they are afraid of is that something like this will implicate them.

Wheeler's mind was also a little chaotic. He had reminded the little king a lot of things like 'you must be respectful when you see Mr. No. [-]', but the little king just forgot about it.