The Swordsman of Faerûn

William is very clear that this Randall Moon is likely to be a shit stick on his road to redemption, because this is a carnivore who only lives for his own status and power, and he will never care about the people in his territory. Whether the people live happily or not can be seen from his assassination of the consul Malik.

In the evening, William and his new people, who returned to the refugee camp, were warmly welcomed by the left-behind refugees. Numerous large copper pots were stewed with fragrant meat pieces. People gathered around the warm campfire and washed themselves with broth To get tired all over the body.

At this time, another unappetizing shit stirrer appeared.

The three vicissitudes of life were all wearing broken leather armor, and one of them was holding a dirty banner. Although the beards on their faces had been groomed a little, they were still messy like wandering vagabonds, with gray faces all over their faces. The dirty scalp is covered with beige fat lice, and the unbearable heavy body odor and sweat odor all illustrate the desperation of these people.

But they broke into the camp boldly, ignoring the scolding and obstruction of the guards.

The three of them came to the place where people gathered for dinner. They greedily looked at the copper pots with boiling broth, and their saliva couldn't stop drooling. The guy holding the banner looked at those adult women wantonly, especially those who With a beautiful appearance, he was quite eager to move.

The banner bearer glanced at the fine armor and weapons on the surrounding wooden frames again, and the greed in his eyes was even greater. He suddenly shouted, raised the banner in his hand, and shouted: "The only legal ruler of Dagger Valley, Assassin of Malik, Rebel of the Zent, ​​Great Lord Randall Morn asks: Bastards! Remember your only master?!"

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Everyone was taken aback by the words of this guy who suddenly appeared, and before he spoke, he actually cast [Loud Sound], a spell with the special effect of a loudspeaker, on himself.

In fact, most people didn't understand what he said at all. Only a few experienced people understood the intention of this person. This guy was forcing the refugees to stand in line.

That's right, the former lord Randall Moen was a very cruel guy. If anyone dared to admit his lord status, he would do everything possible to kill him, even killing his family for this.

Randall Morn's cruel methods aroused the dissatisfaction of many local people, which is why the rebel army led by the former lord has been struggling to survive. In essence, they are no better than the invaders from Zhentil Castle.

So many people who knew the inside story looked worriedly at these three uninvited guests who appeared suddenly. Of course, more people turned their attention to William. This is the first real challenge that their new lords will face. .

The banner bearers were very satisfied with the silent reaction of these refugees. The untouchables should accept the rule of the lord like silent lambs, and of course they, the shepherds who helped the lord shepherd the sheep.

He said: "Untouchables! I am the only tax collector appointed by Lord Morne, Alton Bloodfoot! Without the hard work of the Lord Lord's rebel army, you would have been snatched away by the sheriff of Shantis long ago All property and houses, your wives, children and yourselves have long been slaves of the Zenteese.

Now, it's time for you to pay back the great lord and his rebels!

Before the sun rises tomorrow, you need to pay fifty sets of armor and swords, twenty warriors, forty maids, and food for 500 people!

remember!This is the reward your lords deserve for your valor against the Zhents (the natives call the Zhentil Keepers a disparaging name).

But those who resist and refuse to submit will be severely punished! "

It is not surprising that Alton Bloodfoot Lion opened his mouth wide. He is one of the most trusted men and lackeys of the former lord Randall Morn. He is as famous for his greed as he is cruel.

A voice with little confidence sounded, and said: "But, sir! We have nothing now, the house and property have been washed away by the flood!"

"That's your own problem, it has nothing to do with the lord!" Alton Bloodfoot said angrily, "In this world, death and the lord's taxes are the only things you can't escape!"

His eyes swept over those copper pots, meat, and armor, and he couldn't help feeling a sense of tyranny in his heart.These untouchables dare to lie in front of him, do they think that the deterrent effect of his bloody feet is not enough?

Alton Bloodfeet felt that he would behead at least ten untouchables today and wash their feet with their blood in order to restore his prestige.

He cast his eyes on the big copper pot closest to him. A bald guy was eating there as if no one else was around. This was clearly despising the majesty of Bloodfeet. Alton decided to take this winking guy as his own prestige. The first tool man.

Alton grabbed the banner and rushed forward aggressively.

"Untouchable! Put down the food in your hand, then kneel in front of me and repent to the lord's battle flag!" He said viciously as he ran towards the bald head.

This is a trick commonly used by Randall Moon's men.

If you don’t kneel down, they will kill you as a traitor; when you really kneel down to repent, it means you have a guilty conscience, and you must have done something wrong to the lord, and then you will be punished if it is light, or beheaded if it is serious. Everything depends on the will of the banner bearer.

It's a pity that when a mouse demonstrates against a dragon, the ending is often tragic.

The one with the bald head was William. He seemed indifferent to Alton Bloodfoot's offense, and just ate his stew silently.It's just that when the bloody feet were only four or five steps away from him, he stumbled suddenly for no reason. Alton bloody feet felt that his feet were empty, and he staggered. He fell forward involuntarily, but with the attitude of a dog eating shit He stuck his head in the bottom of the big copper pot.

A raging firewood was burning under the copper pot. Alton Bloodfoot felt like a little mouse plunged into the stove. The pain of the flames burning his hair and flesh made him howl inhumanly. He struggled desperately to get up, but for some reason, it seemed as if a mountain was pressing on his back, and he couldn't break free at all.

While eating the piece of meat, William put one foot against the back of Alton Bloodfoot, and let him howl and struggle in the flames without moving.

When the bloody feet finally stopped struggling, William also swallowed the last mouthful of broth. He glanced around at the refugee representatives who were fleeing in a panic. They were honored to be able to eat in the same pot as the new lord.

Now, these people have all regretted it, and the intestines of regret are green.

No way, anyone who is eating good meat and singing, suddenly sees a big living person being burned alive, and every breath of air is full of the smell of burnt hair and flesh, and he can't eat it. Can't sit still.Most of them couldn't help vomiting, even if there were a few who couldn't bear to vomit out their food, they all looked pale and pale, as if they had no color.

Bloodfoot's two companions were also shocked. None of them felt that Alton Bloodfoot's fall was man-made, thinking that he was just too unlucky. Vision at night is always somewhat affected.

In fact, Lord Morne's rebel army had burned to death the untouchables who disobeyed them more than once. It was too surprising that Bloodfoot would actually burn himself to death.

And the bald guy next to the bloody corpse reacted a little too calmly to this sudden accident.This could not but make the two blood-footed followers feel uneasy.

Grabbing the heel of the bloody foot, once smeared with the blood of innocents, William dragged his corpse from the fire, its head and shoulders still burning with disconcerting flames.He dragged the burning body to two terrified followers and threw it on the ground.

William said calmly: "I am the leader of this refugee camp, William. I can only express my regret for the accident that happened to Alton.

I need you two to send a message to your leader.

I rescued these refugees who had lost their homes, provided them with food, weapons, and armor, not for nothing.

Randall Morton wants to collect taxes from me, so he has to come to me in person to talk about how to repay me for my efforts. "

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Burning a person alive is a very cruel thing.

Although as far as Alton Bloodfoot is a scumbag, he definitely deserves death, and burning him to death is not a super-class punishment.But in front of all the refugees, including women and children, watching him, burning him to death was definitely not William's ideal choice.

The reason why William killed Bloodfoot in this cruel way was because of the cowardice shown by the refugees under his hands when they faced Bloodfoot's despotic power.Not to mention the three or four hundred old, weak, women and children, just those soldiers who followed William to participate in the daytime battle. William never believed that these people could not kill Bloodfoot and his two companions together, but they kept silent all the time. , neither dared to speak, nor dared to be angry.

William could not see the resistance and anger in the face of injustice in these people, nor did William's compatriots in his previous life have the kind of ruffianism of "willing to cut himself and dare to pull the emperor off the horse". Misfortune, no anger" would not be an exaggeration to describe these Valley people.

Therefore, when he realized this, William immediately changed the way of thinking of controlling these people. While ensuring the safety and warmth of these people, he also needed to be intimidating to these people. The means to make them fear him, fear him, and then support him.

Stockholm Syndrome, this is a chronic psychological disease that the vast majority of people in Dagger Valley and even the entire Valley can't get rid of.The so-called Stockholm Syndrome refers to a complex in which the victim has feelings for the perpetrator and even helps the perpetrator in turn.This emotion causes the victim to have a good impression of, depend on, and even assist the perpetrator.

As one of the eleven valley regions that make up the Valley Council, Dagger Valley has suffered no less than other valley regions in history. On the contrary, their people have suffered the most suffering in the entire valley.

So even though the original lord Randall Morn ruled and fettered them with cruel means, the people of Dagger Valley would at most just watch Randall Morn's greed for this land with cold eyes, instead of rising up to resist.The invaders from Zhentil Keep oppressed them, and the people of Daggerdale remained indifferent to these invaders in a nonviolent manner.

The daytime battle could not be regarded as the resistance of the Dagger Valley people to the Black Sword Legion and the slave owners of Zhentil Castle. They just followed the order of the new lord and launched a meaningless battle.

This is something that William realized after sending away the two blood-footed companions. Without the spirit of resistance from the heart, there is no such exciting subjective initiative. This is what he always feels like in his subordinates Something is wrong with this team.

William sent off two members of Lord Morne's rebels, literally, he didn't kill them, and even rewarded the two terrified fellows with a bowl of boiling broth each, so they could have some fun. Enough strength to catch the night road.

When the two tramp-like rebels left with banners, almost all the people in Dagger Valley breathed a sigh of relief, including those soldiers in armor and holding weapons, which made William feel an inexplicable feeling anger.

A bunch of rubbish, it's so hard to bring along!Wait!When the so-called rebels come, you mudbloods must take a good look at Lao Tzu's methods!

William is sure that Randall Moon will definitely come back, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, or maybe a longer time later.Of course, William hoped that it would be best for that guy to come sooner, after all, keeping the so-called rebel army was always a hidden danger.

The night is quiet and noisy. Children who have eaten and drunk are playing around the campfire, adults are chatting quietly, and some couples can find a special place to solve their personal physical problems. Of course, it is not in In public.

William is a typical representative of these people. As a lord, he has his own tent. Of course, this tent belongs to him. In fact, all the tents belong to him.

As a fairly qualified adventurer, William has always kept several tents. When he was in Waterdeep City, he also purchased some, and during the daytime raid on the sergeants of Zhentil Fort, he also seized some supplies and tents.

William set up these tents, some of which were rewarded to those who performed well, and they could live in tents in the form of collective dormitories, and some of them belonged to pregnant women and lactating women and children, as well as children under the age of seven. (Older children can sleep with adults next to the campfire).

In the end, there are a few simple tents, which have become special hourly rooms.As the saying goes, those couples who have physical needs, or some men and women who voluntarily match, can queue up to stay inside for a while.Of course, William would never allow any coercion or threats to occur, and anyone who violated the crime would either have their tools confiscated or be expelled from the camp.

Fortunately, no one who has violated William's prohibition has defied the law so far.

William certainly can't do certain things in his tent, because Misha and Miluna also live in it, and even his new student Cyrule and her beautiful mother are too tired to leave here , In fact, they have nowhere to go.

So William could only drag Phinea to find a hidden place outside the camp, and the two had a negative-distance communication where both parties were more interested and the battle was fierce.

Phinea is a good companion. Although her height often draws attention, only William knows that she is a talented girl in a certain sport and always brings him a lot of memorable memories. The joy that many ordinary human women and even dragon vases can't match.

During this period, Phinea's high voice even startled several groups of night crows, but also attracted a very curious voyeur.

William found the voyeur at the height of his emotions.

Another satyr, but a female satyr.

William is not a scumbag with no bottom line. Although the appearance of this peeper is very wrong, he just glanced at it and stopped paying attention, and continued his unfinished business with Phinya.

He thought that the goat would walk away shyly after seeing the situation of the two of them, but William underestimated the curiosity of the goat.

The peeper did not leave, but came to the two of them grandly, and played a nice bagpipe, which made William feel very uncomfortable. He did not like to be watched while doing certain things, nor did he The hobby of accompaniment.

William helped Feniya to sit up, only to find that she had fallen asleep at some point. Of course, William, who had always been close to her, knew that it was when this uninvited guest blew the bagpipes that Fenya lost consciousness.

Chapter Thirty-Four Tutors

With a beautiful, voluptuous figure that's easy to fall for, and a mysterious quality that makes one want to find out, this satyr has long flowing golden hair adorned with emerald oak leaves and gold. Garlanded with acorns, the satyr wears a smooth, one-shouldered tulle tunic, which adds to her glamorous and mysterious look.

This half-goat has a pair of pale golden sheep's hooves down her thighs, which not only did not weaken her charm, but on the contrary tickled the hearts of men.

The half-goat came to William's side, rubbed his golden sheep's hooves against William's feet, and then said in a slightly low, hoarse, but full of sex-sensitivity voice: "Honey, do you want to come with me?" A wonderful jungle race? The winner can dispose of the loser as he pleases!"

A wave of anger in William's heart was immediately ignited: "You little girl who came out of nowhere!"You are looking for your own death!

The satyr looked at William's eyes full of flames, and touched his body with satisfaction. Well, the power is very strong, and the accelerator is also very sensitive.

She ran tens of meters in a few jumps, then turned her head and gave William a coquettish smile, then jumped into the dense forest and ran away.

William really wanted to catch up immediately, but he looked at Phineya who was sleeping soundly like a piglet at his feet, and glanced in another direction of the jungle inadvertently, but smiled silently.

Damn!A group of despicable wild hair gods, do I really think I don't know how the Quanzhen Sect's "Dragon Knight" is trained? !You actually want to do this with me!

In these years, although people and ghosts want to be the old Wang next door, few people notice that your neighbor may really have the surname Wang.

William looked at the direction in which the goat disappeared, then he picked up Phineya himself and strode towards the camp. Every step he took was about ten feet away, so William's pace seemed uneasy. But it flew back as if flying.

Not long after William left, a figure in green clothes suddenly appeared at the place where William and his wife had been lying. This figure was like a ram sniffing the smell of the ground and the air, baring its teeth from time to time. , Grinning, but finally groaned, quietly chasing William away from the direction.

William sent the sleeping Phinea to the camp, and placed her in the lord's tent. At this time, Misha, Miluna, and Cyrule were all asleep in the tent, and only Cyrule's mother, Maya, was still there. She tried her best to take care of the three of them, but the fright and fatigue of many days made her crumbling, nodding her head and dozing off.

William entered the tent with Phinea in his arms, but Maya was taken aback. She hurriedly rubbed her face and stood up, then gave William a lady's salute, and whispered: "Your Excellency, I am sorry that we have taken your place." residence."

William put Phinea on the rug on the floor, then shook his head and said, "It's nothing, you can help me take care of these children, I can't thank you enough!"

Maya stretched her pretty gooseneck to look at the sleeping Phinea, and asked, "Ms. Phinea, what's wrong with her?"

William said calmly: "She's fine, but she's a little overworked, she'll be fine after a night of sleep."

Maya's beautiful cat eyes widened, and she looked at the lord in horror. How could she not know the meaning of the strong smell emanating from the two people? Are you still a human being, lord?What kind of animal did you specify?

Maya saw Phineia galloping on the battlefield with her own eyes. Whether it was a vicious slave trader or those mindless slave laborers, they were all vulnerable to this tall and intimidating heroine, and it was said that she still had A part of the blood of the frost giant was so tired that he couldn't sleep after being raped by you, the lord? !

Sir, you are definitely a terrifying beast!

She looked at the lord tremblingly, and her eyes moved downstream involuntarily. That little expression of being afraid and wanting to see the truth made people feel sparks in their hearts, wishing to grab him and ruthlessly ravage him. .

In fact, after seeing the peeping half-goat man, William has never calmed down the anger in his heart, because this can no longer make him lose his mind.

William glanced at Ms. Maya, but this beautiful woman felt a sense of suffocation. She felt that her legs were as soft as two noodles. She wanted to turn around and run away, but she still couldn't pull her feet out and could only feel dizzy. Standing there awkwardly, there is an illusion of swaying all over, like the kind of drunk but not feeling uncomfortable.

William looked at the woman who was inexplicably intoxicated. With his extremely sensitive sense of smell, he even smelled the strong and unique smell from the woman.

He felt a little funny, is this woman a nympho?I didn't tease you again, what kind of spring did you post!

Although Maya obviously looks like you can pick and choose, even as long as William hooks her fingers, she may become an obedient kitten.

It's a pity that William didn't want to do this. After all, Maya was the mother of the apprentice he was looking for, so he needed to be careful about the little guy's reaction.Besides, the outside world is very lively, and William wants to go out to join in the fun and see what the hell some guys are up to.

William said to the dizzy Maya: "Ms. Maya, take care of the children and family for me. I need to go out. If you are tired, you can rest here tonight." With the corner of Cole in his ear, he walked out of the tent.

Maya followed William's order in a daze, she didn't even understand what he said, until William disappeared for a long time before she came to her senses.

Maya knelt down on the ground limply, and the obscene clothes under her body were already soaked. She held her cheeks and said softly to herself: "Maya, are you in love again? The lord just glanced at you , You can't help it, you are really ashamed! However, this lord is a bit scary, maybe for women, he is more terrifying than the devil?!"

Of course, William would not pay attention to Maya's psychological activities. The reason why he intentionally kept Maya was that both Misha and Miluna had grown up, and they desperately needed an experienced adult woman to teach them something about life. Indispensable knowledge on the road, including Feniya, this silly girl is not even much more mature than the two little girls in some respects.

In short, Maya is an indispensable tutor in William's eyes. William needs her to teach the little ones some common sense of life, and there are many things that he cannot teach them or is inconvenient to teach.

After William walked out of his tent, he hung the Corner of Cole on the front of the tent (similar to a screen or curtain, used to block the view from inside and outside the tent), and placed the autumn knife horizontally at a height of three feet, Let him levitate, then he glanced at a place outside the camp, then turned around and left the camp.

Extra Story - Legion of the Sons of Nature ([-])

The Sons of Nature is a powerful force with great reputation under the command of High Lord William.

They and they all have incomparably handsome faces and unparalleled talents.They are the darlings of nature, and even the gods in the sky cannot hide their glory.

It is said that the children of nature are all descendants of the god of nature, Sivanus. The god of nature always denies this, and many experts and scholars do not agree with the authenticity of the legend.

How could it be possible for a holy man who descended into the mortal world to impregnate dozens of ordinary human women overnight, not to mention how could a holy man sneak in and make such a mess in a camp dominated by terrifying strong men? things come.

The Son of Nature is an excellent ground combat expert, a master of mountain warfare, and a king of jungle warfare.

This time, the Sons of Nature sent a 12-man company to the Hero Fields for a special cleanup mission.

The leader of the team is Dalma Black Hammer Jungle Fury. Dalma is a strong warrior and a top shape-shifting druid. When Dalma is angry, he can transform into a forty-foot-tall ancient giant. Beast—Claw Behemoth, a super monster whose appearance is similar to that of the erect giant ape, but whose combat power is even more terrifying.

Claw Behemoth has the combat power to easily kill giant dragons. Of course, Dalma can do it, and he can even do better, because compared to those primitive and wild Claw Beamon, Dalma has more mastery of the origin of the dragon. The unique combat skills of His Excellency the Great Lord.