Lord of Rot

As long as Li Qi is alive, he will be the only baron in Porcupine Castle, and the people in this castle can only obey his orders.

"Yes!" The male servant put down the wooden basin filled with water in his hand and trotted away.

The early morning sunlight passes through the porcupine collar and shines on the castle walls covered with brocade. The sunlight trembles with the leaves. It is a day of good mood.

James Duke was wearing a light cloth shirt and stood at the pavilion with his hands behind his back, looking at the woman bending over to work on the farm at the foot of the castle hillside in the distance. It was a pretty sight.

Barren fields cannot grow many crops, so many farmers will choose to let their wives help take care of the fields. The tolerant baron of the porcupine collar will not collect excess agricultural taxes from the women who cultivate the land. The men will go to the porcupine collar with homemade bows and arrows or hoes. Try your luck in the dense forest. If you can catch game, you can sell it to the lord of the castle.

That would be a lot of money.

"Good day, Sir Duke!"

A fat woman with a white cloth on her head and an apron came over carrying a wooden basin. She was a woman from the village down the hillside and was responsible for washing clothes for the castle. If the castle didn't have its own chef, she believed she could do the job. The black bread she bakes is famous throughout the Porcupine Territory. If the Lord's fine wheat flour is used, the black bread will definitely be more fragrant.

But being able to work in the castle was enough for her to brag in the village. Every time she walked into the stone-paved castle path, she would rub the dirt off the soles of her feet and lift up the wrinkled linen skirt to make herself more elegant. Integrating into this noble castle, if I remember correctly, the word that can only be used to describe the noble master is called "elegance".

She didn't know the title of the noble lord. She only knew that James Duke was the subordinate of the former lord and the teacher of the current baron.

When I was washing clothes behind the castle, I heard the bald chef say, if you meet some nobles and you can't tell what kind of nobles they are, my lord? baron? knight? Then let's all call them Sir. These are things the bald chef has heard of, but she believes them to be the truth.

This also became the only opportunity for peasant women to show elegance in front of the nobles.

"Good day, but I've said it many times, Mrs. Chickadee, I'm not a noble yet." James shook his head, but the look on his face made him feel very comfortable with this title.

Ordinary civilians generally do not have surnames, and most of them are named after local animals, that is, they are called what they see. If there are people with the same name, they need to use nicknames to distinguish them. There are even fathers who mix their names with nicknames. Inherited to children.

Nobles like to add many heroic prefixes to their names, and uneducated commoners also like to imitate them, but they can only add unpleasant nicknames such as "pockmarked face", "lame", and "no front teeth".

The fat woman said: "You are the teacher of the lord, and you will definitely become a knight."

She heard that the lord was seriously injured and wanted to ask, but when she thought of her identity, she kept her mouth shut. No one likes a talkative servant.

James smiled and said, "Go and do your work."

After Mrs. Chickadee walked around the path into the castle, she could not enter through the main entrance of the castle.

"Mr. Duke!" The manservant ran over in a panic, panting from his rapid running.

"Hammer, remember that you are Lord Leo's valet, so you must always remain elegant."

"Yes, but..." The manservant was very anxious.

"But what?" James asked.

"The lord is awake and he wants you to come over!"

"What! How...!"

James' expression suddenly changed. He stared at the manservant Hammer, murderous intent pouring out of his eyes unconsciously: "How is he doing?"

The momentum of the "Warg Killer" frightened the male servant Hammer into sitting on the ground.

Killing the baron and betraying the lord he is loyal to will be despised. If this matter spreads, he will be completely finished. There will definitely be nobles bringing troops to attack him and occupy the poor Porcupine Territory. If those nobles If you really know.

The servant Hammer was very scared: "I, I don't know. The master asked me to invite you over immediately, but his voice sounded weak. He said he only trusted you."

"Only trust me?" James' expression kept changing. Although he was moving his hands behind his back, Li Qi shouldn't be able to notice it. No, maybe he really didn't notice it?

Besides, there is nothing to be afraid of a baron who had his chest pierced by a sharp knife and could only wait for death.

"I'll be there right away!" He warned: "...Don't tell Madam yet."

He already regretted cooperating with that woman. With Li Qi's weak character, he might be able to completely control her, at least he would not let himself be so passive. That would be the Baron Killer. Before hearing the scholar apprentice pronounce the death date of the other party, He was always on tenterhooks.

After killing Li Qi, he had to face a vicious former baroness. At this point, all he could do was to see the weak baron on the sickbed alone to test the situation, but it was obviously impossible to stop.

James quickly arrived at the second floor of the castle. He raised his hand and knocked on the door gently. Li Qi's weak voice came from behind the wooden door: "Who is it?"

Hearing that weak voice, he was sure that the other party wouldn't live long through the door. James breathed a sigh of relief: "I am James. I will obey your call and come here, my lord!"

"Is it Teacher James? Come in quickly!"

James opened the door and walked in. The white ice wolf fur blanket on the bed had been lifted. Looking around the whole room, he did not see Li Qi, but there was a tombstone and a crypt in his bedroom.

"I'm in the cave." Li Qi's voice came from the cave: "Come in quickly, Teacher James, and remember to close the door."

"Why is there a... tombstone in your room?" James asked in confusion as he closed the door. He did not go down into the crypt without authorization. As a former mercenary, his intuition told him that it was very dangerous, although he was already a mercenary. That was more than ten years ago.

Li Qi's voice came: "It seems to be my father's secret treasure during his lifetime. Lord Leopold gave him a sheepskin rug as a gift. He always said that it was a treasure. Today I accidentally dripped blood on that sheepskin rug. Tombstones and crypts appeared out of thin air!”

Baron Leard did have a sheepskin rug, handwoven, right next to the bed.

But James didn't understand. He knew that Lild had received many good things from Lord Leopold, and he especially loved a carpet and regarded it as a treasure. He even named it as an inheritance to Li Qi.

The blood appeared after the drop of blood, which sounds like a blood sacrifice. Could it be that the baron who survived the catastrophe was a blessing in disguise and obtained some ancient treasure with the blood sacrifice? James' eyes were filled with tears.

It is true that tombstones appeared out of thin air in the room. He had not seen them when he came to this room yesterday.

So, the treasure might be real!