Otherworldly Lord

As Song Mo expected, the three-day wait was worth it.The bloodshot Duke Nelson waited outside his bedroom door early, and the first thing he said when he saw Song Mo was: "Your Excellency, I accept your terms!"

Song Mo was immediately delighted. Looking at Nelson, his gaze became extraordinarily enthusiastic. He grabbed Lord Duke's hand and held it tightly, "Your Duke, you have made the most sensible choice! I have been looking forward to this day Nah!"

Nelson held Song Mo's hand back, as if he had finally found the organization: "Your Excellency..."

Old John's cough sounded at the right time, interrupting the affectionate look between the two rebel leaders who were about to start a great cause together.

"My lord, pay attention to the influence."

Influence?

Song Mo came back to his senses and looked around. Sure enough, the servants and maids had strange eyes, as if the lord's head had suddenly mutated. It can only be rated as one star, a Gallic rooster with a body that doesn't even have half a star.

rely on it!The lord stared, was his vision that bad? !Even if you want to kick off Reese and climb the wall, you won't find this one!

The servants and maids suddenly realized that, indeed, who would want to eat black bread with carrots after eating white bread and pork?

Duke Nelson was very hurt. Back then he was a handsome young man, one of the most popular members of the Qisa royal family!Now she has fallen to the point where she is judged by a group of inferior people...

Song Mo narrowed his eyes, looking at Nelson who accidentally said what was on his mind, inferior person, huh?

Well, he will let this gentleman, the noble duke, know that the class concept is not wrong, but he must figure out his own position.

Otherwise, the consequences are very serious...

Song Mo's expression didn't change much, and his smile remained the same, but Nelson could barely see a hint of ferocity in it.

Is he right or wrong to choose to cooperate with Song Mo Gerryland?

Song Mo didn't care what Nelson was thinking, hugged Nelson's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, since you have made up your mind, let us discuss the specific details and regulations."

The housekeeper, Old John, reminded again: "My lord, you haven't had breakfast yet."

"Ah, bring it to my study." Song Mo turned his head and gritted his teeth at Old John, "I also prepare one for Your Excellency the Duke. Your Excellency, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you?"

"No."

"Okay, let's go together."

Watching Song Mo and Nelson walk into the study, Old John shook his head. He suddenly began to feel sorry for Duke Nelson. Of course, this kind of pity only stayed at the spiritual level, and it was only for a moment. In order to realize the wish of the lord, Your Excellency the Duke , please accept the change with condolences.

The lord's breakfast is very simple, a few slices of white bread, a few slices of green vegetables, a fried egg, nothing more.However, compared to the days of black bread and carrots, the breakfast in front of me is rich enough to describe it.

Song Mo is not picky eaters. He put green vegetables and fried eggs in the bread, bit off a big piece in one bite, chewed and swallowed. Although there was no jam or butter, Song Mo still ate with relish. Seeing that Nelson was just dumbfounded Looking at him blankly, the food in front of him did not move at all, and asked strangely: "Your Excellency, are you not hungry? Eat quickly, you are welcome!"

Nelson was not hungry, nor was he being polite, he was just shocked by Song Mo's stinginess again.

He always thought that his breakfast was simple and was deliberately skipped. After all, Song Mo was able to lock him up in a small dark room and work hard, which showed that he didn't treat himself as a noble guest at all.After seeing Song Mo's breakfast, Nelson realized that he was completely wrong.

Before Nelson was exiled, even a servant in his mansion ate better than Song Mo!At least they still have butter on their bread and the occasional roast!

This kind of Song Mo has already reached a certain level of stinginess. Will he really help him ascend the throne of Qisa wholeheartedly?Once he is on the throne, will he overturn the conditions reached before, the lion opened his mouth?

Such a picture suddenly appeared in Nelson's mind. Sitting on the throne and trembling, Song Mo took the Greenlanders and ransacked his palace. In the end, even his belt and clothes were destroyed. Stripped off... Nelson has also heard about the incident that the Greenlanders stripped Governor Sevans and his light cavalry... Cold sweat dripped down Nelson's forehead instantly, and he was frightened by his brain supply .

Nelson began to hesitate. Instead of suffering this kind of treatment, he might as well live in exile and draw his little X book in a proper manner.At least I won't be stripped naked for painting a small X book.

Song Mo noticed that Nelson's expression was wrong, so he ate his breakfast in two or three bites, wiped his mouth, and expressed Nelson's thoughts in a few or two sentences.Of course, His Excellency the Duke was not stupid enough to tell his whole thoughts, he expressed some of his worries with some reservations.

Nelson felt that this matter should be settled as soon as possible, and Song Mo should be able to find out what he was worried about.Perhaps, he could still get some assurance from Song Mo.After all, without his own participation in the matter of rebellion, the banner cannot be carried.

Song Mo curled his lips. Sure enough, the royal family and nobles are born to play tricks.

Still, if Nelson thinks he's going his way, he's dead wrong.

Rebellion is necessary, and cooperation is also necessary, but the initiative must be in your own hands!Otherwise, he would just spend his energy making wedding dresses for others, and he would be too stupid to be saved!

So, Song Mo stood up with a serious expression, and said to Duke Nelson firmly, "Your Excellency, your idea is completely wrong!"

"what?"

"Too negative! Too irresponsible! Too unmanly!"

"..." He was worried about being stripped naked, did it have anything to do with being a man?

"You have to know that human life is limited." Song Mo paused, took a deep breath, and his serious expression suddenly became impassioned. It will make your life more meaningful!"

Nelson: "..."

"When you are old, you can proudly tell your children and grandchildren that you put all your energy into the great cause of rebellion and fought for the freedom of the Qisa people all your life!"

Nelson: "..."

"You will never be ashamed of being mediocre and regretting being mediocre again! Your life is a glorious life, a splendid life, and a happy life! This is a real man, a pure man!"

Nelson: "..."

"So!" Song Mo clenched his fist and swung it suddenly, "Your Excellency, do you still hesitate?"

Looking at Song Mo's fist, Nelson immediately gritted his teeth: "No!"

"Are you still worried?"

"no way!"

"What do you most want to do right now?"

"rebellion!"

"Very good, man!"

Hearing this compliment, accompanied by a punch on the shoulder, the Duke immediately burst into tears.

"Lord, you are right! I am too cowardly and unmanly!" Nelson wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said firmly, "I have made up my mind. If the rebellion fails, I will never turn back!"

Song Mo patted Duke Nelson on the shoulder with satisfaction, "Your Excellency, I admire your determination!"

Old John looked at Song Mo, who was smiling like a fox, and then at Nelson, who was helping Song Mo count the money while putting his neck in the noose without realizing it, and was speechless.

On the same day, the "Freedom Charter" drafted by Song Mo regarding the establishment of a free and democratic regime in Qisa was officially released.

The first article of the charter stipulates that all the rights of Chisa belong to the people, and the representatives of the people are the freedom fighters who are united around him around Nelson. Complete liberation from cruel exploitation and oppression.

Looking at what he wrote, Song Mo felt a toothache.

In the name of freedom and democracy, serving the feudal ruling class through and through, what is this called!This is the same as Uncle Sam, who accuses other countries of "human rights" issues without even wiping his own butt. It's purely Sakyamuni's joke that Ksitigarbha has a lump on his head. It's purely looking for trouble!

However, Song Mo just thought about it.After all, he is only the lord of Greeland, and helping Nelson is only for his own benefit. He is not as good as the Virgin Mary to challenge the royal system of the Bright Continent for irrelevant people.

An ant may shake a tree, and a mantis' arm is a chariot. Only fools do it.

Perhaps one day in the future, this system will be overthrown, but not now.

After the charter was completed, Nelson read it carefully, signed on the last page, and put his fingerprint on it, and the cooperation officially came into effect.

While Song Mo was happy, he raised his wine glass, and there was a crisp sound of clinking glasses, accompanied by the lord's congratulations: "My lord, for freedom!"

Nelson, who was already smoky, also raised his glass high, "For freedom!"

"For ideal!"

"For ideal!"

"For sister-in-law! Go forward!"

"For..." Nelson's mind suddenly turned around, looking at Song Mo, sister-in-law?

Song Mo blinked and smiled wretchedly. The meaning of this smile should be understood by a man.

Nelson blushed at first, and then he went all out, shouting: "For my sister-in-law!" He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Song Mo looked at it with a smile, then turned to Old John and asked, "Have they all been recorded?"

"It's recorded."

Old John nodded. In his hand was a round crystal ball with a diameter of less than five centimeters. Reese made it himself.

Song Mo signaled Old John to keep the crystal ball away, the more handles the better.Just like the portraits of the knights, the nobles cherished their feathers.When Nelson was exiled by King Qisa, even if he really put three green hats on the king, "adultery" would not be included in his charges.As long as Nelson is on the throne, regardless of whether he and his sisters-in-law have follow-up development, this will become one of the best handles.

Song Mo signaled the servant to send the drunk Nelson back to the room, and Old John also saluted and retreated, leaving him to sit on the chair and drink by himself.The bright red wine stained his lips, slid down the corners of his mouth, and was wiped away by his snow-white fingertips.Song Mo raised his head and looked at Reese who was standing behind him at some point. The other party was putting his fingertips into his mouth and licking him lightly, as if he was holding Song Mo's lips.

Song Mo smiled, eyebrows curved, raised his hand, grabbed a lock of Reese's long hair, and pulled it down. Reese bent down and kissed Song Mo's forehead lightly. The vines began to stir again.Reese's expression froze immediately, Song Mo let out a chuckle, hooked Reis's chin frivolously, "Beauty, it's time to test you, put a knife on your head."

Reese grabbed Song Mo's hand and bit his wrist without any force, only a tingling numbness spread all over his body along the bitten place.The next moment, the vine on Song Mo's left wrist suddenly materialized, winding up Song Mo's arm, but was bound by a row of black runes, unable to move any more.But they can only trap the vines, but they can't completely destroy the vines. This is the contract signed between Song Mo and the elves. Once they are forcibly broken, Song Mo will definitely be injured.

Song Mo blinked in surprise. He knew that Reese had tampered with him, and he also knew that these runes were not harmful to him, and would protect him when he was in danger, but he didn't expect that they would have this effect.

Seeing the entanglement of the vines and the runes, Song Mo suddenly had a strange idea, what about binding, falling in love and killing each other, it is really serious...

Thinking about it, Song Mo yawned, the stamina of the wine surged up, and his eyes gradually couldn't open.

Reese simply hugged Song Mo by the waist, pressed against Song Mo's forehead, ignored the vines that would break through the runes and attack him at any time, and whispered: "My dear, go to sleep, I know you are tired."

Song Mo yawned again, nodded, leaned on Reese's shoulder, and gradually closed his eyes.Reese hugged Song Mo and walked to the window. The moonlight poured into the room through the half-open window, and the demon's eyes gradually faded from dark blue to blood red.

Song Mo, who was held in Reese's arms, was having a good dream.

The next day, Song Mo woke up in his own bed.He lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He didn't remember anything about yesterday's drunkenness. In a daze, he seemed to see Reese?

Shaking his head, the hangover made his memory blurred, so he simply put aside his thoughts, today is the day when the Rhodes caravan came to Greenland, and he wondered if the dwarves would bring him any more surprises.

Rhodes arrived in the afternoon, and the dwarves were as enthusiastic as ever. Of course, most of them were due to the gold coins.The business in the store is getting better and better. Rhodes and Garland discussed with Song Mo to open more stores.Song Mo didn't agree, "The stall is too big, can we supply the goods?"

Indeed, even if it can be purchased locally, an agreement can be signed with some small caravans or nobles, but the main delivery of goods still depends on the dwarves' own caravans.

"Let's expand the size of the caravan." Song Mo suggested to the dwarf, and at the same time suggested that the dwarf absorb some trustworthy small caravans into his team. There is no need to buy those caravans, as long as he signs an agreement with them and acts as an agent. I believe that many caravans are willing to do it in exchange for a part of the bonus.

At the same time, Song Mo also told Garland and Rhodes that he planned to form a caravan himself. This was Old John's suggestion. After Song Mo considered the pros and cons, he decided to approve it.

Garland and Rhodes had no objection to this, and what Song Mo was worried about did not appear. Instead, he enthusiastically told Song Mo about the matters that need to be paid attention to when forming a caravan.

"It's not easy to form a caravan." Both Garland and Rhodes told Song Mo, "But I believe the lord will have absolutely no problem."

Obviously, it has become the consensus of the two dwarves to cooperate with Song Mo to gain meat and to do business with the lord to make money.

Rhodes came this time because of the popcorn that Song Mo had sent to his store before. This kind of food was unexpectedly popular, especially after it was dipped in sugar and wrapped in honey, the supply was almost in short supply.

"My lord, good day! You are still handsome!"

"Rod, you are the same. Your beard looks really mighty!"

Song Mo has been able to say these nasty words against his will without changing his face, and the dwarves are obviously very useful.

After handing over the gold coins and the goods to be transported away, Rhodes led Song Mo to a carriage, "Lord, this time there are a total of sixteen men and eight women."

"so little?"

"This is all I can get now. But don't worry, according to reliable sources, Obi and Sig are about to start a war. At that time, I can bring you a convoy!"

Song Mo nodded, suddenly heard Obi, and thought of the big-bellied dragon again. He had already sent the profits of this season to the Northwest Province, and I believe that Sai Wansi would send a lot of money to Hei Yan.Ever since the wine came out, the elves got news. Some elves had gone to the store to inquire, but they never found Gerryland.Song Mo bet that Hei Yan definitely helped a lot.

Thinking of this, the more than a dozen boxes of gold coins sent to the Northwest Province were not so painful.

Song Mo was talking to Rhodes, and the people in the carriage had already come down one after another. Song Mo's attention was completely attracted by one of the men in the brown-yellow cloak, not because he was so handsome and charming, but because He looks so creative.

No, it's just plain ugly...

The man noticed Song Mo's gaze and walked towards him. Johnson and the others immediately became alert. The man stopped five steps away from Song Mo, bowed down to salute Song Mo, and said very politely : "My lord, good day, thank you very much for your willingness to take me in."

Song Mo blinked, with such a creative appearance, he is simply a natural talent for robbers!He is polite but polite, and speaks with a bookish air. He really can't judge what kind of occupation this man is engaged in. Could it be, a smart criminal?

"Lord," Rhodes tugged La Songmo's clothes, "his name is Homa, and he is a magician."

"Magician?" Song Mo was taken aback for a moment, a human magician?

"Yes, my lord." Homa continued to say politely, "Magician is just my current occupation. Before that, I was a killer."

Song Mo's eyes widened. Such a creative killer?Shouldn't all killers be cool and handsome, with a black super windbreaker?

"Before I became a magician, I made up my mind and vowed to change my mind, but unfortunately, I am a nostalgic person, so..."

Song Mo's jaw dropped.Dare this Mr. Homa first change his mind and decide to become a Buddha immediately, and then find that he misses his previous job very much, so he picks up the butcher knife again?

Song Mo pulled Rhode's collar and said viciously, "Damn! You got me a murderer?!"

"My lord, calm down!" Rhode said hastily, "Homa didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately. He killed people who were full of heinous crimes. Everyone should be punished! And..."

Song Mo turned her head and looked at Homa, "Is what Rhodes said true?"

Homa nodded, "Yes."

"In this case, shouldn't you be warmly welcomed and respected?"

The Bright Continent does not severely punish those who kill villains. Homa really does what Rhodes said, killing harm for the people, and there is no need to hide in Greenland.

Homa shrugged his shoulders, "It's mainly the villains who died at my hands. Most of them were nobles. The most recent one was a prince from a small country. He killed more than ten girls, but because of his status, he wouldn't Any punishment. I happened to pass by and killed him. His father was furious and vowed to kill me by five horses, plus my status as a magician, so, Lord Lord, you understand."

Song Mo realized.He understands the unspoken rules of justice.

Focusing on the rich generation X, the official X generation is really a warrior!

So, Lord Song waved his hand and accepted it!

Homa grinned, Lord Lord, in order to appreciate the kindness of taking him in, he will continue to shine and give full play to his expertise!

Song Mo's sweat suddenly came down...