Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

The battle in the afternoon continued to climax, and every victory of Dior would trigger enthusiastic cheers from the audience.

They were just curious about Dior and had no ill intentions. Therefore, after witnessing the power of Dior, they gradually began to worship Dior.

There were many knights who were ready to take advantage of Dior's horse's weakness and go around in circles with him. But because there were too many spectators, this despicable behavior might ruin his reputation.

Therefore, the knights could only bite the bullet and confront Dio.

However, the Cavaliers who later suffered defeat also calmed down.

After all, so many people have lost, so there is nothing to be ashamed of if you lose.

In this way, the wheel battle continued until the evening.

Diaw won a total of ninety games, and then gave up in the next dozen or so. Because his war horse has reached its limit.

The audience felt very sorry for this. But Dio has worked with the war horse for so long and has developed a deep affection for it, so he doesn't want the war horse to die from overwork.

The dozen knights who won did not feel any glory, because all the glory tonight was sucked away by Dio.

The countess's eyes were frighteningly bright, as the saying goes, beauty is always a hero.

She had already been attracted by Dio, but the warblers and swallows surrounding Dio made her head sober.

"There's no way I could share yours with anyone else."

That night, the Countess summoned Dior.

"If you wish, I will be your wife," the Countess said bluntly.

"Wife..." Dio was in a daze.

"It's just that if I become your wife, I hope you won't get entangled with other people anymore." The Countess said.

This sentence made Dio sober up. His goal was always to preach...

"Sorry..." Dio sighed and bowed slightly.

This was the first time the Countess was rejected, which made her a little stunned. "Why...why? Is there something about me that's not good enough?"

She said with some excitement.

"No, you are excellent! It's just that I am destined not to belong to one person. Sorry." Dio bowed again.

Looking at the countess' disappointed face, Dio felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

Dio followed the twinge curiously, but instead he saw the Queen's face.

The Countess is a member of the royal family and her appearance is somewhat similar to that of the Queen.

The overlap of the two gave Dio a headache for a while.

"What's going on..." Dio knelt down holding his forehead.

"What's wrong with you?" The Countess stepped forward and helped Dio up.

"Thank you, I may be too tired." Dio said.

The Countess sighed, and then said quietly: "At least tonight, I hope you belong to me."

Dior was stunned...

Early the next morning, Dior left the Countess's house with a complicated expression.

When Dior returned to the hotel, he was surrounded by enthusiastic people who looked at him with admiration.

Dio smiled at this. He had no intention of proselytizing to these ordinary citizens. Because this will greatly increase your exposure risk.

The ladies also came out to welcome him. Their eyes were so intense that they almost melted Dior.

After returning to the hotel, Dio said to the ladies: "Let's get out of here."

"Why?" The ladies were a little surprised. It was difficult for them to gain a foothold in this city.

"I reject the Countess's request." Dio said vaguely.

The ladies were a little surprised when they heard this, but they were also relieved in their hearts.

If Dio agreed to the countess, then they would definitely not be able to stay with Dio.

So the ladies didn't ask further questions, but started packing their things to prepare for the next trip.

A trace of guilt flashed in Dio's eyes.

In fact, the main reason for leaving this time was because of him. For some reason, seeing the countess made his calm heart a little turbulent. The feelings were very complicated.

In order to calm down his heart, he could only go to another place to hide.

The terrifying Dio left, much to the relief of the city's nobles. But the countess was a little unhappy because of this.

Even if he couldn't be a husband, Dior was a great lover. The departure of her lover made her a little absent-minded.

"Madam, can Dior's... really spin the wheel?" a little maid asked curiously.

The Countess showed an afterthought expression. "He hasn't turned around, I don't know. But it should be almost..."

"Oh~~" The little maid ran out with a blushing face.

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Dior's motorcade drove slowly, and their size became larger and larger. This made pedestrians on the road look sideways, thinking that a certain royal family was traveling.

Dior was lying on a soft sleeper in a luxury carriage.

At this time, a lady came over. He rested Dio's head on his lap.

"What's wrong with you? You look unhappy." The wife massaged the acupuncture points on Dior's head.

Dio looked as comfortable as a kitten.

"I think the souls in this world must be cyclical. I seem to have a lot of memories of past lives." Dio said with his eyes closed.

"Previous life? Hmm~ What was your previous life like?" the wife asked curiously.

"My past life... was very vague... I seemed to be a member of the royal family..." Dio said with some uncertainty.

"Oh! Maybe you are a handsome prince! Hehe~"

The two talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

At this time, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves coming from outside the carriage.

Dio stood up curiously and opened the curtains to take a look.

Then he saw the countess.

"You..." Dio was stunned.

"Ah~ you little rascal, I still can't forget you. I plan to travel with you." The countess said with a crooked eyebrow.

Dior's face turned slightly red, and he didn't dare to look at the countess.

"You are really a cunning person. Do you think you are playing hard to get?" The countess showed an angry expression.

But in the blink of an eye, she showed a happy expression again.

With the addition of the Countess, Dior's fleet has become even larger.

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"What! That cuckoo knight will arrive in my territory in half a day?" a baron asked in a panic.

"Yes, Lord Baron." the butler said seriously.

"Damn it!" the baron paced back and forth in fright.

He knew the reputation of the Cuckoo Knight, but he didn't want his head to be green, or to become the other person's son inexplicably.

The baron chewed his fingers subconsciously. The knights in their own territory probably couldn't make the other party leave.

After all, the Cuckoo Knight had defeated ninety knights in a row.

"Is that the only way I can use it?" A solemn look appeared on the Baron's face.

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"We're finally here! We can finally have a good night's rest~" The ladies got off the carriage happily.

But before they could choose a hotel, a group of knights came from a distance.

The first one among them is the baron here.