Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

"How long will my brother be sentenced? Is there any way to reduce the sentence?" the middle-aged man said in a dry voice.

"Well, speaking of which, your brother's methods are indeed refreshing." Larcade also felt a little unbearable.

"Ahem, he stabbed the victim more than 50 times, none of which hit the vital part. After our identification, the victim only suffered minor injuries."

"If he is sentenced according to the law, he will be sentenced to about one to three years. If you want to reduce the sentence, you can ask your brother to surrender, and if you can get the victim's forgiveness, the sentence can also be reduced."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately became excited. "thanks, thanks!"

There was a smile on his face. He didn't believe that he was only slightly injured after being stabbed 50 times. He felt that Rakad must have commuted the sentence for the sake of his family.

"Go back. Letting your brother surrender as soon as possible is more important than anything else," Rakad said.

"Okay! I will ask him to surrender tomorrow morning!" the middle-aged man made up his mind.

……

The middle-aged man returned to the family. He first told everyone what happened today, and after getting everyone's approval.

He went straight to his brother's maid.

"Where's that guy?" His expression was filled with hatred.

"Young master... is still playing." the maid said.

"Haha, he can still be so calm when things get tough. I really underestimated him!"

The middle-aged man took out a packet of medicinal powder from his pocket.

"Put some of this in his tea. We can't let him run away tonight."

The maid twitched her lips, then nodded. She took the medicine bag and turned to leave.

It contains sleeping pills. And this is not the first time that this kind of medicinal powder has been used against the young master.

The maid came to a utility room.

At this time, the young master was putting a ball of clay on a rotating disk to make pottery.

The maid stood aside and watched quietly, with a faint smile on her lips. I have to say that the young master is quite cute when he is quiet.

Soon, the young master made a pretty good pottery embryo.

"Haha! Done!"

He looked at his masterpiece for a while, and then he turned around and saw his maid.

"What are you doing there?" he asked suspiciously.

The maid quickly stopped smiling and her expression became dull.

"I was afraid you were thirsty, so I prepared something to drink for you."

"Huh?" The young master's eyes suddenly became sharp. "You're still trying to trick me like this! Every time you take the initiative to bring me water, there's usually a conspiracy!"

"If my guess is right, you must have added something strange in it!"

The young master seemed to have seen through everything, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up. He wanted to see the panic look on the maid's face.

However, he was disappointed. The maid's expression did not change at all.

"You are indeed not stupid." The maid nodded.

She put the tray aside, then picked up the silver teapot on it and walked towards the young master.

The young master's face froze, and he felt vaguely that something was not good.

"Wait! Stop! What are you going to do!"

He quickly stood up and tried to run away.

But the maid had already pinned him down on his seat.

"Ah! What are you doing!" The young master struggled in panic.

The maid sat on him arrogantly, and then roughly opened his mouth.

She poured the tea from the teapot into the young master's mouth.

The young master shook his head from side to side but to no avail...

"You...Gululu~ahem!"

Bang! The silver teapot was thrown to the ground.

The young master still wanted to resist, but because he was recovering from a serious illness and was a little weak, he couldn't push his maid away for a while.

"You are really going too far!" The young master felt his eyelids becoming heavy. He turned a blind eye and pushed his hands outward unconsciously.

But the maid just hugged him tightly.

"You... don't touch..." The young master felt that something was not right about the current situation.

His consciousness was getting blurry, and he only remembered two warm lips touching his lips.

Early the next morning, it was still dark.

The maid slowly got up from the young master's side, put on her clothes and arranged her hair.

Finally, she kissed the young master on the bed and put on clothes for him.

The young master slept soundly. He probably doesn't remember what happened yesterday.

"Huh! I watched you grow up, you can't take advantage of others!" The maid's face turned red again.

And I don’t know how long I will be in jail this time. This can be considered a parting gift.

The maid carefully cleaned the scene again, and after finding nothing was missing, she sat aside and started waiting.

After waiting for another hour, the young master's brother came.

"Why are you here?" He looked at the utility room and raised his eyebrows. Then he felt some unusual atmosphere.

He narrowed his eyes but didn't say anything. Instead, he walked up to his brother and picked him up.

"Don't worry, this time he will be released after three years at most." The brother said something incomprehensible to the maid before leaving.

"..." The maid's eyes lit up slightly, but soon died out.

Because she knew that this was the fate between her and the young master.

After the young master is released from prison, he will definitely get married soon. The best outcome for a maid like her is to become the young master's lover.

Most of the time, they will be given a settling-in allowance, and they will not owe each other anything from now on.

The heavy footsteps gradually left, and the maid sat in the utility room with a sad expression.

The first ray of sunlight from the sky shone through the glass and reflected on her face, but she just felt very tired.

……

The jolting of the carriage shook the young master awake.

"Ah! Damn it... uh... it hurts!" For some reason, he felt severe pain all over his body, as if he had been beaten.

He stood up and sat up, then showed a doubtful expression on his life.

Something terrible seemed to have happened last night. He subconsciously touched his lips.

"Haha, I thought you would make a big fuss when you woke up. I didn't expect it to be so quiet." came the calm voice of my brother. At this time, he was reading a book.

"Huh? By the way! Where are you taking me?" The young master finally realized his situation.

"Of course it's in prison." The elder brother closed the book in his hand with a snap.

The young master's expression instantly became dull.

"Why... you are my brother! How could you do this!" The young master covered his head and shouted.

"Hmph! It's just because I'm your brother! That's why I brought you here!"

"You want to run away after being targeted by His Highness Racade? It's simply a fantasy! It's better to surrender as soon as possible!"

"Also! Your Highness has reduced your sentence a lot for our sake this time! You'd better not cause any more trouble!"

The elder brother began to criticize harshly.

This time the young master finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Me! I don't want to go to jail! Woohoo! How can a hero be locked up in jail!"

The corner of my brother's mouth twitched. "Alas! When will you grow up?"

"Think about the people around you and don't cause them any more trouble!"

I don't know what this sentence reminded the young master of. The young master's expression paused for a moment. He touched his lips and gradually became quiet.

"How long will I go to jail? Is there any way to reduce my sentence?"

"In about three years, you still have a chance to reduce your sentence. But according to your character, you will probably never apologize to the victim." The eldest brother has no hope in this. He knows this younger brother too well.

"...I'm going to apologize..."

However, unexpectedly, my brother actually got the idea this time! The elder brother instantly showed a look of surprise.

"Very good! I hope you won't regret it!"

……

Larcade finally met the legendary assassin. In fact, he was also very curious about what an assassin who could avoid vital parts with a knife looked like?

However, according to his observation, the other party seemed to be nothing special. The only thing that is special may be that he looks good, especially his hands, which are as delicate as a woman's.

"Haha, it's too conspicuous to be an assassin with such a face." Larcade smiled.

"Sit down! Tell me what happened in detail."

"Oh..." The young master sat on the confession chair like a quail.

He began to tell the story of his adventure.

The whole process made Larcade laugh. Even the brother on the side couldn't bear to look at him.

But the young assassin thought he finally had an audience, and he actually started to feel proud as he spoke.

Finally, it was under his brother's iron fist that he restrained himself.

"That's what happened." The young assassin lowered his head.

"Well, sign this document. You can try to seek forgiveness from the victim. As long as he forgives you, your sentence can be reduced."

"Thank you!" The young master nodded gratefully.

Next, he was sent to a large prison.

Returning to his old place, he had a different feeling.

I was too nervous before, so I didn’t even notice the spookiness here.

But this time, when he came here again, he could clearly feel the difference here.

The wailing was accompanied by the smell of blood, which made his mind feel dizzy.

He couldn't help but shudder.

"Are you the legendary assassin? Several doctors in the prison want to share their experiences with you." A jailer chuckled.

"Um...am I so famous?" He suddenly felt a little surprised again.

"Haha... You are indeed famous, but you are famous because of your stupidity! But it is precisely because of your stupidity that you will not go to jail until death!"

"This is really an interesting paradox, isn't it?" The two jailers began to laugh at each other.

At this moment, the young master finally realized that the other party was mocking him.

He wanted to curse a lot, but when he thought about his current situation, he could only swallow his breath silently.

Two jailers brought him to a closed iron door.

"The victim is inside. You can speak to this formation and he will hear it." The jailer pointed to a small formation and said.

"Be careful, the guy inside is very dangerous! He carries a terrible curse, so you'd better stay away from him." The jailer reminded.

The young master nodded silently. He remembered that he had contracted an illness for no apparent reason.

At that time, he really felt that he was going to die. If his maid hadn't helped him, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Thinking of the maid, his expression became serious. He must go out early and ask the other party clearly. What happened last night was like a dream, and he didn't know if it was true.

After mentally building up, he began to shout to the formation.

"Hello, sir! I am the assassin who killed you. I am deeply sorry for the harm I caused you! I hope you can forgive me!"

After these words were spoken, the young master felt a little more relaxed.

After a while of delay, the formation began to play the sound coming from behind the iron gate.

"You...are that stupid assassin? Hahaha, it sounds very similar! I didn't expect you to be caught so quickly! It's really unprofessional!"

"There's no way you want me to forgive you! I know that once I forgive you, your sentence will definitely be reduced!"

"I won't make it easy for you! Rot in this prison with me! Hahaha!"

The copro-eater began to laugh.

"You!" The young master didn't expect that the other party would still talk to him like this when he was already so humble.

"Goodbye then! Let's see who rots first!" The young master turned and left.

The jailer took him to a cell.

By coincidence, his cellmate was the disfigured businessman.

Looking at the businessman wearing an iron hood, the young master became a little scared.

"Brother...brother, I'm new here, please take care of me."

"Haha... My previous inmate has been released after serving his sentence. People who stay here usually don't have a long sentence." The businessman looked up and down at the new inmate.

Judging from the thin skin and tender flesh of the other party, he didn't look like a low-level person at all. He didn't know what he had done to get in, so he couldn't help but ask...

Meanwhile, the assassin's brother was hanging out with Larcade.

"Your Highness Racade, thank you so much this time!"

"No need to thank me, I'm just doing things in accordance with the law."

"Then do you have anything else to do with me?" My brother felt a little guilty. He was afraid that someone in the family had committed another crime and was caught by Lacard.

"Haha, you giving me a thank you gift is strictly a criminal act. But I also know that this is an inevitable aristocratic communication."

"I'm just giving you a warning this time, I won't show mercy next time!"

"Also, take back those thank-you gifts!" Larcade said in a cold voice.

"Yes!" The old man couldn't help wiping his sweat.

"Haha, in fact, you are much better than other nobles for being able to send your younger brother to surrender. I think this behavior is worthy of praise. Being able to have the courage to accept your own mistakes is the behavior of a warrior." Lacard couldn't bear it. He patted my brother on the shoulder.

"...Thank you for the compliment." The old man smiled bitterly. In fact, he had a premonition that his behavior would be scolded by people in the aristocratic circle. After all, it is the tradition of the nobles that father and son hide from each other.

Larcade didn't pay attention to his expression, but led him to a mysterious place.

"Many nobles are curious about what is under the volcano official residence. They should also have received some rumors, after all, the snake people often hold ceremonies there."

"Many nobles say that there are foreign gods living inside, and many people even spread the word that I am the messenger of the foreign gods."

The brother who was following Lacard couldn't help but tremble a little. "Why...are you telling me this?"

"Haha, actually what those people said is not wrong. I am indeed the messenger of the alien god, but this alien god is a little different from what you think."

Larcade did not answer his brother's question, but just said to himself.

Although it was going downhill now, my brother's steps began to become heavier, and the gradually rising temperature around him made him sweat profusely.

"Why is His Highness Racade telling me this? Are you trying to silence me?" The old man couldn't help but think wildly.

Just when he was about to run away. They came to a large square.

There is a dark hole in the center of the square.

Larcade stopped and turned to look at his brother.

"I have always believed that the light of rule of law on the entire continent is too weak. His Highness Godwin said that I will be the future king, but I know that what I have done is far from enough."

"My influence is still too weak. So I plan to let the light of the rule of law shine on a wider land."

The old man's eyes widened instantly. "You want war!"

"No... war is never the goal. I hope that the nobles around me can put aside their prejudices and actively bask in the light of the rule of law."

"I'm sorry, forgive me for being stupid, Your Highness! If you want to achieve this goal, you must launch a war. If you want our family to express its stance, I can stand on your side on behalf of the family." The old man seemed to have guessed Lacard's intention. .

Larcade's expression was a little strange, but actually he just wanted to show off his muscles to the nobles.

In order to avoid scaring them, he wanted to let out some news in advance so that the other party could be prepared.

It's just that the person he selected seemed to have some misunderstanding.

"Whether a war is necessary or not, you will know just by looking at it." Larcade pointed at the deep pit.

The old man's expression suddenly became tangled. Why has His Highness still not let go of him even though he has expressed his stance?

But sometimes, a choice must be made.

"Alas..." The old man sighed and walked heavily to the big pit.

Then he lowered his head and looked down...

When one gazes into the abyss, the abyss opens its eyes.

Two terrifying vertical pupils slowly opened!

"Blank!!!" The old man was so frightened that his legs weakened and he almost fell into the pit.

He tried his best to stay away from this ghost place.

"What is that!" His voice was hoarse, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"As you can see, if a war breaks out, do you think the nobles around me can stop me?" Larcade said calmly.

"..." The old man took a few deep breaths and then forcibly calmed down.

He estimated the monster's size based on those eyes, and he came up with a desperate figure.

The size of that thing may almost catch up with the dragon that fell in the royal city.

"Huh... It seems that I am being sentimental. You don't need our help at all. So you just want me to be a witness?" The old man finally came to his senses.

"Yes. I don't want to be an enemy of everyone, and I hope everyone can know this." Rakad said.

"I understand, Your Highness!" The old man nodded. It seems that he will be the messenger this time.

The elder brother returned to his family with complicated emotions.

He reported what he saw truthfully.

After that, some terrible news spread among the noble circles.

The nobles could not help but gather together for a meeting.

"It seems that His Highness Racade can no longer sit still. What should we do?"

"Haha... Do you have the confidence to resist His Highness Racade?"

"...But if we don't do anything, we will be greatly restricted."

"Haha, haven't we been living under this restriction for a long time?"

"We have never had the right to choose... His Highness Racade even thoughtfully prepared a reason for us to give up resistance."

"..."

The nobles looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

To put it bluntly, they are just fringe nobles. The strength in his hands is not strong either. It is incomparable to some nobles in the center.

Even if His Highness Racade didn't have the help of that monster, it would be difficult for them to resist each other.

"But to be honest, I really want to see that monster. After all, rumors about the alien god have been circulating for a long time."

"Are you crazy? What's so good about that thing!"

"Actually, I really want to see it..."

After the nobles put down their burdens, their mentality also changed.

Many people were curious about the monster.

Within a few days, the annual snake-man sacrificial ceremony began.

The nobles were invited to the Volcano Mansion, but Tanis did not receive the guests because of her pregnancy.

Throughout the whole process, Larcade received these nobles.

Basically all the nobles came, and the nobles who didn't come also ran away in advance. They felt that living under Lacard's rule was a bit uncomfortable, so they chose other places.

It's just that those guys who run away don't know that they may have a hard time wherever they go next. After all, none of these demigods are easy to get along with.

The nobles looked at the snake people walking between the banquets, and their expressions were slightly awkward.

Once upon a time, these snake people lived like savages.

But in less than ten years, they have completely transformed and can drink with everyone at the same table.

Many aristocratic ladies who had never seen a snake man were so frightened that they covered their eyes. Some of the weak ones were frightened and fainted. Fortunately, they were all properly accommodated.

After these minor incidents were resolved, the snake man's sacrificial ceremony officially began.

Snake people dance a magical dance to pray for blessings in the coming year.

The nobles looked at these dances and couldn't help laughing. The dance of these snake people is really interesting.

After the dance, Larcade went on stage to deliver a speech.

After the stylized process was completed, everyone began to exchange cups and cups.

And Lacard was interspersed among them, greeting the nobles.

After wandering around for a while, the next process requires only those who are brave to participate.

Some mentally prepared nobles followed Lacard and the snake people into the mysterious underground square.

The nobles stood in the distance, watching the snake people push the live prey into the deep pit.

The screams of the prey always ended abruptly, leaving a bad impression on people. They seemed to be suddenly transported to another dimension and disappeared without a trace.

"Don't be cautious, you are not facing an irrational alien god." Larcade pointed at the pit.

"He is my uncle and has been taking care of me since I grew up. The foreign god who lived here before has been killed by us, and now my uncle has taken his place."

After hearing this, the nobles seemed to have guessed who was under the pit.

It is said that he is the king of the orc clan. Since it is a rational being that can communicate, the fear in everyone's hearts has also dissipated a lot.

So they stepped forward one after another, gathered around the pit and looked down...

After a while, greetings came one after another. People fled like fried chickens.

Although the scene was a bit miserable, after this sacrificial ceremony, Lacard also confirmed his absolute dominance in this field.

No nobleman dared to oppose him anymore.

He successfully completed the task assigned by Godwin.

……

"Oh! Why did you miss it!" The iron-faced brother in prison kept repeating this sentence.

"You guy! Stop talking! It's so annoying!" The young assassin couldn't help complaining.

When he first looked at the other party's appearance, he thought Brother Tie Mian was a big shot, but he turned out to be a chatterbox.

Brother Tiemen's expression was a little sad. "Bro, no matter what, I want to thank you. That guy really deserves to die."

"Oh..." The young assassin was a little impatient. He had heard this sentence countless times.

"What, are you going to take revenge on him when you get out?"

Brother Tie Mian shook his head when he heard this. "When I go out, I must run to a place where he can't find me. That guy is too scary. I have a hunch that he will still pester me..."

"..." Silence fell in the prison, and the young assassin fell asleep. Funny to say, prison cured his years of insomnia...