Crown Dead

"Promise me, don't be stupid, please."

Xian Yu sincerely asks Long Niang.

"go to hell!"

Then he was whipped away by a tail.

"—Anyway, Etauron will help me confirm the approximate location of that nobleman, and I will handle it as appropriate."

Xian Yu rubbed half of his swollen face, turned around and prepared to take Long Niang to the castle, but just after taking two steps, the back of his neck was suddenly pulled back by a force.

"Wait for me—!!"

Hei Zhen stopped Xian Yu suddenly, her tone was a little irritable for some reason.

"what happened?"

Xian Yu froze for a moment, in his impression, this was the first time that Hei Zhen took the initiative to find herself.

——Could it be that you have unknowingly given your favorability to...

"Give me the limited-edition prison uniform signed by the warden on your body."

"……Oh."

"What is the current condition of that heroic spirit?"

On the innermost side of the lobby of the extremely luxuriously decorated room, in the center surrounded by huge murals and precious carpets, a man wearing a black noble dress, with tight-fitting long sleeves on the upper body, extremely straight black trousers on the lower body, and a man with silver curly hair sat On the wooden chair, after exhaling a puff of smoke ring, he asked the attendants beside him.

"Master, the imaginary dragon slayer is on the outskirts of the town. It is said that it is to prevent pterosaurs from attacking here again."

The attendant beside him responded, while picking up the wine bottle on the tray, and carefully poured it into the glass next to the man.

"It's really a reliable hero knight, very good. Continue to arrange him to keep a certain distance from me, and at the same time continue to assign dispensable tasks. This kind of powerful and obedient guy is the most suitable tool for me."

The aristocratic man raised his wine glass and poured the wine into his mouth, but because he remembered a certain pink lizard in his mind, displeased veins immediately appeared on his forehead.

"Even the so-called heroic spirits, there will be some dregs mixed in there. But in the final analysis, it is much easier than sifting gold from the trash. How is the collection of this batch of refugees?"

"This time, 486 untouchables were collected, and they were sent to Marshal by carriage in the early morning."

"Master Marshal—interesting."

The nobleman laughed as if he had heard something interesting, but contrary to the smile, the nobleman suddenly took out a knife from the dinner plate and stabbed it heavily at the palm of the attendant beside him.

Pooh!

"Woo—!??"

The sudden pain made the attendant almost cry out, but the noble took the lead and covered his mouth.

"Listen, that lunatic and I are purely using the relationship. I don't care what the lunatic wants to do with the half-dead pariah, and I don't want to care. He gave me a useful servant, which can strengthen my Power and influence, and I'm giving him human material, that's all. You don't have to call him Marshal shit, get it?"

"Woooooooooooooo!!"

The nobleman twisted the table knife in the attendant's hand before pulling it out, blood spattered everywhere.

"Now, tell me, how did the fake dragon witch make the people react?"

The attendant tried his best to endure the pain, and while not letting himself shout out, he narrated the information at hand.

"At first...the crowd showed great morale boost, but...but there was still a pterosaur attack afterwards, and the corpse had no head. Most people already doubted the authenticity of the Dragon Witch."

The nobleman frowned. Although he didn't intend to use the corpse of that kind of commoner to replace the Dragon Witch, but those idiots let the Dragon Witch with that level of injury run away, which was completely unexpected to him.

"How did the soldier who imprisoned the Dragon Witch die? Do you have any clues?"

"For now...not yet."

"waste."

The nobleman threw the glass in his hand to the ground, signaling to the attendants to leave.

The nobleman was the only one left in the huge main living room. He was speechless in displeasure, and reached for another bottle of wine.

——The original plan was to obtain the strange combat power of the so-called servant from that lunatic, and then cooperate with the pterosaur to rapidly expand and consolidate its actual influence.I just need to pay dozens of worthless humans to that lunatic every day.

In the Middle Ages, a human life was probably not worth as much as a glass of wine.

——Although the servant named Siegfried is easy to use, his sense of justice is too strong, and it will not be a tool that can be used by me in the long run. After the ruling power of this city-state is completely emptied, it will be disposed of like the previous Elizabeth.

——Damn it, the Dragon Witch shouldn't have been allowed to escape!Whether it is used as a bargaining chip for negotiating with that lunatic, or simply as a collectible plaything, the value of that guy is higher than all the untouchables in this city combined!Who kidnapped the Dragon Witch?What is his purpose?

The nobleman is thinking about what he should do next, and the pace of progress after that.At this moment, a low voice came from outside the door.

"What's going on outside?"

There was no response from the other side of the heavy wooden door, which made the nobleman a little upset.

His own dominance is absolute, and this group of goddam stupid people who ignore themselves should be cut into pieces and fed to pigs.

The noble put the wine on the ground and got up from the chair, drew out the rapier pinned to his waist, dragged the tip of the sword on the ground and walked slowly to the gate.

"What are you doing!"

The noble opened the door angrily, and was shocked in place by the scene he saw.

The door of the lobby on the first floor is connected to the flower bed, and the noble has deployed at least 20 soldiers in the flower bed. He has been wary of whether those pterosaurs will attack him one day, or if Siegfried finds out what he is doing behind his back. Later, he wanted to defect.