Lord: Exiled by Stepmother, I'll Rule the World Anyway

Field squeezed out a bright smile and waited for the sentencing of his father, Earl Kurt.

His original name was Qin Hao, he came from the Chinese country of Blue Star, and it had only been three days since he traveled to this world.

Good news: he's a descendant of the Count.

Bad news: Very unpopular.

"Field, you have grown up, like a mature lion. It is time to start your own career." The middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes mixed his words with inspiring words, but the old earl spoke weakly and looked sluggish. The words seemed like a joke.

The eyes of everyone present were filled with amusement.

The count paused for a moment, not concentrating very much. When he came back to his senses, he actually forgot where he had said it.

The original owner was a very kind person. He humbly gave the potion for awakening fighting spirit to his younger brother, and gave the opportunity to further his studies at the Mage Academy to his younger sister. He could even treat any servant kindly. Logically speaking, such a good person should be respected by others. It's a pity that he is a noble. From the perspective of the noble, the original owner is a cowardly and incompetent waste.

The mature woman next to the old earl is Field's stepmother.

The plump and beautiful young woman sat on the dignified lord's second seat. She elegantly picked up the teacup and kissed her. Then she put down the teacup and glanced at Field with her silky red phoenix eyes. The deep ocher shadow outlined by the sun highlighted the bridge of her nose. Standing tall, the stepmother raised her head proudly, almost holding her chin towards Field: "The Night Territory in the vast northern border will be your barony, enough for you to show off your talents."

"Sure enough, even if you try your best to please everyone, you still cannot avoid the fate of exile."

Slightly dizzy, the original owner died of illness after being bullied by everyone, but he let himself take over the mess. Field bit his lip hard and calmed down.

Immediately, Field sneered. The original owner was really stupid and wanted to survive among the nobility by relying on kindness.

The stepmother glanced down casually and said sternly: "Do you have any opinions?"

"Huh~"

Squeezing out the depression in his heart, Field suppressed his smile and responded in a calm tone: "As you wish, my father."

His cheap father has been squeezed out by his stepmother, and he obeys his wife's arrangements in everything.

"Pfft~ Idiot!"

One of the relatives laughed out loud, mixed with some harsh insult.

The northern border is inhabited by two major races, humans and orcs. It is full of blood, violence and barbarism. Ten years ago, the Holy Griffin Empire used the corrupted haze to massacre an army of 300,000 orcs. The place is probably already filled with filthy people. Goblins and trolls.

Of course, the North is worse now.

The three hundred thousand orc army, as well as all humans and animals in the north, have all turned into corrupt creatures, hiding in the haze of death for many years, becoming synonymous with purgatory on earth. The royal family organized three movements to recover the lost territory, all of which ended in the annihilation of the entire army.

The large and small territories in the north are just lands that exist in words, and dogs will not go there.

Most of the time, no one mentions it.

It was a cursed place, and it was even worse. Even escaped serfs or criminals would not choose to lead them into the night.

It's okay, I'm still hanging up.

Field comforted himself silently, and with a thought, a transparent map popped up, and at the same time, a slowly moving green dot was marked on the map.

"Go and get ready." The count looked very tired and his face was pale.

The stepmother on the side helped the count up. The almost transparent silk pajamas gave the count's almost withered body a little motivation to move.

Field pursed his lips. His brother and sister had all obtained rich fiefdoms. The old man said a few indifferent words, just to dismiss himself. How could Field agree? He immediately made his request: "Father, I need your support, it’s not easy to open up the Night Territory.”

The stepmother's soft flesh squeezed the count's arm, and then she narrowed her eyes seductively.

"Greed is not a noble virtue, Field, you have already got enough." The Earl said without hesitation.

The family members on the side also cast disdainful glances unceremoniously.

"Going out with black hair and black pupils would be a disgrace to the Ross family."

"Just a bastard!"

Black hair and black eyes, after the large-scale invasion of nomads from the east and the destruction of the ancient kingdom in the inner sea, they were no longer a symbol of the ancient nobility.

Field was unhappy, his eyes shining with anger.

The birth of the original owner was obviously the fault of the count himself, so why did he want to embarrass himself?

His mother was a maid in the castle. She came from the farther east and was sold to the castle as a rare slave by a nomadic merchant. After a night of hangover, the earl found the original owner.

He has a low status, does not have the power of his mother's family, and has inherited some of his mother's physical characteristics.

This is another big reason why Field is excluded and despised.

"Five hundred gold coins. In addition, you can bring a personal servant. I treat every child equally." After the count left a word, he was supported by his stepmother and hurried back to the bedroom.

Field was extremely depressed. Five hundred gold coins sounded like a lot, but putting them into the territory was nothing more than stirring up a vat with toothpicks and listening to the sound of water splashing.

But it's better than nothing.

"Hey! Field, the Night Territory is a good place. The sun can't be seen there all year round. The dark and putrid place matches your devilish eyes very well." Field's half-brother came up with a smile and spoke with extreme force. He said in an exaggerated tone, "My fiefdom is not so good. Poor Fulan City is famous for its beer and goats."

Field felt a surge of anger igniting in his heart, and his heart was boiling with oil. If the fiefdom was rotten, it would rot as well. As a time traveler, he had something to do.

But directly mocking his appearance made Field want to kill his eighteenth generation ancestor.

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In addition, the reason why Xiao Deng has fighting spirit is because of Field's kindness! When his younger brother's talent was extremely poor and he hid in a corner crying bitterly and was laughed at by others, it was Field who extended a helping hand.

"Go away!" Field didn't give him a good look.

"Remember the little girl with flaxen hair?" The younger brother didn't care about Field's face. He showed a weird smile and put it next to Field's ear.

Field squinted his eyes, and a smiling face appeared in his mind. It was the girl the original owner liked. Later, her naked body was found in the back alley of the tavern. The original owner was filled with grief and anger, and died of a serious illness, so Field was able to travel through time. .

The younger brother licked the corner of his mouth: "I did it. Her struggle was so exciting."

Field's pupils shrank sharply, and an emotion called shock grabbed his heart.

His younger brother, who had also just grown up, actually did such an animal thing. Although as a time traveler, the girl was just a stranger to him, but the act of randomly destroying other people's lives made Field feel disgusted as never before.