Otherworldly Lord

When a battle is won, it is natural to celebrate.

A bonfire was lit again in front of the lord's mansion, and the smell of the barbecue made people move their index fingers. Song Mo politely declined the girls' invitation, and sat alone in front of the fire, grabbing a piece of horse meat and eating it until his mouth was full of oil.

Noble etiquette, you have to give way in front of the barbecue.Don't look at the amount of horse meat tonight, but the people in the territory have not seen meat for many years. The horse meat distributed last time was not enough to fit between the teeth. Finally, I had a chance to open my belly. Every child with one tooth knows that it is a fool who does not try to stuff his stomach.

This time, the goblins also walked out of the Lord's Mansion.Although more than 50 goblins set up another fire and did not get together with the citizens, at least the citizens would no longer glar at them.Occasionally, goblins will recommend their own special seasonings to the citizens. What does Song Mo think, and why do those seasoning bottles look familiar...

Well, for the sake of tonight's atmosphere, he endured it and went back to settle accounts with these green skins.

Song Mo finished eating a fist-sized piece of horse meat and was about to grab another piece when several young girls came over. This was the third wave of tonight.As expected, Song Mo shook his head again, and the girls could only leave resentfully.

"Lord, you shouldn't refuse the girls' enthusiasm." Old John walked up to Song Mo, trying to persuade Song Mo.The lord's attitude changed too quickly and was too unusual. As long as he was a man, who would have the heart to reject so many young and beautiful girls?Could it be that something went wrong because the good things were interrupted last time?

The more Old John thought about it, the more likely it was. No wonder the lord didn't say anything about what happened that night...

Looking at Old John's increasingly entangled expression, Song Mo's sixth sense told him that it was best not to ask Old John what he was thinking now, he would definitely not want to know the answer.

It is a last resort to reject so many girls cruelly.Having experienced the fake girl incident last time, Song Mo felt that his own personal safety was more important than getting rid of the identity of the first brother.If this time the girl turns out to be not a man but a giant dragon or something, he will be crushed to death on the bed.

"Housekeeper, I'm not in the mood tonight."

Song Mo's answer did not satisfy Old John, on the contrary he became more worried.If some aspects of Song Mo really went wrong, the Grillan family would be wiped out, oh no, he is too sorry for the old lord!

Old John obviously didn't intend to let Song Mo go easily, and Song Mo was so forced that he couldn't help it, and said, "Housekeeper, you have to know that the one riding the white horse is not necessarily a prince, and the one with bulge and back is not necessarily a girl." ..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Song Mo regretted it, quickly closed his mouth, and swallowed all the words that followed.

Old John looked at Song Mo, but he didn't quite understand what Song Mo meant.

Obviously, the miraculous thing of a girl turning into a man is hard for ordinary people to imagine.

Song Mo began to feel that a guy who likes to deal with smart people is purely masochistic.Put a character like Zhuge Liang by your side, if you say one sentence, he will be able to guess the next three sentences, and sooner or later he will suffer from nervous breakdown.

How nice it is to be like old John, even if he slipped his mouth, the old man still can't guess anything.

But Song Mo was too happy.Old John really didn't understand what Song Mo really meant, but it didn't prevent him from thinking about Song Mo's words.

The one who rides a white horse is not necessarily a prince, and the one who is protruding and backward is not necessarily a girl?

Not a prince, not a girl?

...Is it a prince, not a girl?

Not a girl? !

Thinking of a certain possibility, Old John was terrified, and turned his head to look at Song Mo, who was discussing the construction of the underground castle with the goblins with great interest.Under the firelight, those black eyes were astonishingly bright.

It's not what he thinks, is it?

Old John shook his head quickly, feeling that he was thinking too much, but when he saw Johnson being greeted by Song Mo, and seeing Song Mo's hand on Johnson's shoulder... the old butler felt his heart in his throat.

Is this what the lord really meant?

Because she is not a girl, she must be a man? !

To a certain extent, Old John has touched the threshold of the truth, but he turned a corner before entering the door, and went further and further away.

Old John's eyes stared at Johnson like X-rays. If eyes could kill, Johnson must have been poked into a sieve by now.In fact, Johnson's shoulders that were "supported" by Song Mo were already bruised and purple.If conditions permit, Song Mo will probably take off Johnson's shoulders directly.His wound still hurts now.

"Lord, I was wrong, I was really wrong." Johnson's voice was full of tears.

"Well, it's good to know you're wrong." Song Mo was satisfied.

"So, can you stop letting the housekeeper stare at me? I would rather have both arms twisted into hemp ropes by you than be stared at by the housekeeper. I will have nightmares."

"..."

In the middle of the night, the noise gradually subsided into silence.

The leaders who were full of food and drink returned home and fell asleep with a sense of full happiness.Song Mo, who returned to the Lord's Mansion, did not sleep. Instead, he walked to the door of the basement where the cavalrymen of the Obi Kingdom were imprisoned, opened the small window on the door, and looked at the prisoners inside.

Except for those who have gone to see the God of Light, all the captives are locked here.Including Cyvans and Giles, more than 40 big men were stripped naked, with only a blanket covering their bodies.This is still the kindness of the housekeeper. If Song Mo followed what he wanted, there would be no need to waste blankets. Giving each person a piece of cloth would be enough to solve the problem.

Maybe if they weren't surrounded so tightly, it would benefit the female compatriots in the territory.Compared with the rugged appearance of the men in Greeland with big beards, most of these cavalrymen were of good background. For the convenience of wearing helmets, the beards on the chins were all clean-shaven, and only two neatly trimmed beards were left on the upper lip.Even if he looked very embarrassed at the moment, he looked neater and handsomer than the man in Greland.

But this kind of handsomeness makes men very unhappy.Song Mo was also unhappy, but he was unhappy for another reason.

After closing the small window with a snap, Song Mo folded his arms and frowned. How should we deal with these guys?

Almost all of these captives were wounded, and if they were to work, they had to find a doctor first.There are blacksmiths, carpenters, hunters, and farmers in the Greenland family territory, but there are no doctors!The people here have been tempered by the harsh environment to have a tenacious physique. They suffer from minor illnesses and sleep for one night. Nothing will happen the next day.Serious illness has to be endured, and it is really unbearable, so the old man went to the mountains to find a few herbs. If he found the right one, he would be alive and kicking the next day. If he found it wrong, he would die directly.

Nobody thinks there's anything wrong with that.After Song Mo knew this situation, he made up his mind to improve the situation, but what Old John said made Song Mo faint immediately.

If you want to have a doctor, you have to go to the Church of Light?

When did the doctor hook up with the magic stick?

The reason why the Church of Light has such a large market in the whole continent, even the king will not blatantly oppose the church, is because the bishops often play the role of doctors in addition to playing magic sticks.Their medical skills are only passed on to the monks in the church, and they will never be passed on to the outside world.

To become a doctor, one must first become a monk.Even George, the doctor who treated Song Mo, was also a nominal monk of the Illuminati Church. If Old John hadn't paid "a lot of money" and had a little friendship with Old Greenland, he would never have come to this poor place in Greenland.

Of course, no matter how deep a friendship is, it is not worth the value of gold coins. It is okay to come to Greeland occasionally, but it is absolutely impossible to stay permanently.Moreover, George's medical skills are really not good, after all, he is just a "nominal" monk.It's like the big disciple who broke into the house and the one who sweeps the floor in front of the mountain gate. Is martial arts at the same level?

Thinking that he was treated by a half-baked person, and "willingly" paid a large amount of "consultation money" for it, Song Mo felt that the world was not so dark.

Over time, the Church of Light has monopolized the medical business on the mainland, which has caused many kings a headache.To make matters worse, these medical gods are not generally enthusiastic about politics.And political views often run counter to the king.

Reason with them and they will oracle with you.

Fight them with force and they threaten you with a strike.Once the church goes on strike, there will definitely be a big mess.

For this reason, the kings have even more headaches.

"So, the so-called Church of Light is actually an anti-government organization composed of a group of professional gods and sideline doctors? And it is supported by most of the people?"

Song Mo rubbed his chin, if Ben X Deng also had this level, he wouldn't be fucked by Uncle Sam.

Greenland is too poor, and the tentacles of the church have not been extended here for hundreds of years. What are they doing, to help the poor?This made old Julian envy, envy and hate in his dreams.

But there is also a problem. Without the church, there would be no doctors. If Song Mo wanted to develop medical and health care in his territory, he would definitely have to avoid the church.

Song Mo didn't want to take the initiative to find a group of magic sticks to go to his territory to make irresponsible remarks.The best way is to find an opportunity to tie one up.Anyway, he is a robber. In addition to robbery, kidnapping is also a way of making a living.

To put it simply, he is a robber, who is he afraid of!

However, Song Mo doesn't have the energy to plan a kidnapping case against the church. He must first solve the problem of these captives.

Killing is not acceptable, this is really not in line with his standard of conduct.

It's even worse to let them go, just let them go like this?Clearly at a loss.

If you want to be a labor force, you must treat their injuries first.After all, his own injuries were all tied up with cloth strips, and he paid them to find a doctor?Think beautifully!

This doesn't work, and that doesn't work either, Song Mo's head hurts thinking about it.Is it possible that it is really necessary to draw a strip of cloth and put it in the territory for a traveling exhibition to enrich the spare time life of working women?

He'll be torn apart by angry men.

At this moment, the housekeeper Old John brought him another bad news.

"Housekeeper, are you joking?"

"Of course not." Old John said seriously: "I will definitely not joke about this matter."

Hearing Old John's words, Song Mo was stunned.After winning a battle, his small coffers have bottomed out?In other words, if he doesn't think about it, he will go bankrupt?

If you want to earn gold coins in a short time, apart from grabbing another ticket, you can only make ideas on the captives in the basement.Want a ransom directly?It's not realistic.What if the opponent sends more cavalry?Since they want to shoot crossbows repeatedly...

Song Mo narrowed his eyes slowly. It seemed that he needed to have a talk with that cavalry captain Cyvans.