I let the protagonist of the abuse article change his life [Quick Transmigration]

The person who took away the ownership of the valley did not clearly inform the Viscount's servants when and when they would come.

Probably because of this, since the sent people returned to the castle, Viscount Severn has been on high alert.

There are not many knights belonging to viscounts, and more are warriors without titles.Their identities are also more similar to "mercenaries", because the gold coins that the viscount took out came, and they would leave when the viscount couldn't pay for them to do things.

For this reason, Viscount Severn also complained to Seamus sadly: "If those nasty guys hadn't snatched the valley, all the things in my castle should be 'high-end goods' under the contract!"

Seamus listened, and understood that the central idea of ​​old Savien was: the people on my side are really unreliable.

The truly reliable knights, the old Severn was not willing to use them to fight against powerful enemies.

Seamus sneered.But this time, even seeing his expression, old Savien didn't break out in a cold sweat like he did at the dining table earlier.The Duke, who was on the edge, seemed to have awakened courage overnight.From beating around the bush to speaking clearly.Finally said: "Little Mr. Jonalin! It seems that you brought some people with you when you came?"

Hearing this, Seamus snorted, "Okay, don't worry."

Old Savien was embarrassed: "You probably misunderstood..." As he spoke, seeing Seamus looking at him, it seemed like "If you pretend again, I'll let your people be cannon fodder".Old Savien immediately shut his mouth, thought for a while, and added cautiously, "People from the Viscount Land will also help you out!"

Seamus let out a casual "hmm", as acquiescing to the arrangement.

But the old sylvan didn't have time to be happy.After Seamus responded, the corners of his lips twitched a little, and he said: "I originally thought that the Savien family had helped a lot in this matter, and I could give you some 'goods' later. The deal next year, the year after , I can also give you some discounts. But now—”

He intentionally didn't finish.Seamus knew that just what he revealed now was enough for the old thing in front of him to beat his chest.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, old Severn's face turned pale.

He seemed hesitant to speak, his expression changed from greed to embarrassment.I don't know which step I was thinking of, but I finally made up my mind.But Seamus saw that his lips were moving, as if he was about to speak, so he interrupted first: "Okay, I want to rest. Recharge your energy, and then I can deal with the guy who killed Brother Tarn. Are you right, Viscount master?"

Old Severn was almost terrified: "No, no, sir, please don't call me that!"

Seamus: "I said, I want to rest."

"..." Old Sylvian's face was full of excitement.Seamus watched happily, thinking to himself, what a pity that he couldn't be turned into a commodity in the valley as well.Otherwise, the old thing would be fine for burlesque.

Let's not mention these for now.In short, after the old Severn's conversation with Seamus ended, another day passed, and Seamus's communication scroll lit up.

It was the soldiers watching from the outside who sent him a message, saying that the person who robbed the valley had come.Along with them, there were two hundred knights who had agreed earlier.

Seamus asked: "Just let 'Sombra' in."

The soldier was in a dilemma: "We didn't see any black shadows—ah!" He exclaimed, obviously discovering new clues, "Those shadows seem to be at the end of the 'cargo'."

Seamus' expression changed slightly, and he murmured, "It's really worrying."

He said that for a reason.

All noble territories will have large or small defensive circles.These magic circles will protect the safety of the lord to the greatest extent when the tide of monsters breaks out, when the robbers arrive, and even when a large number of undead pass by.

The reason why we say "big or small" is because a lot of magic materials are needed to support the magic circle.Like a royal capital, the range of the magic circle extends to the entire royal territory.But in Viscount Severn, the magic circle only included one main city.

Once the above danger occurs, the residents of the Viscount's territory must rush to the city as quickly as possible to save their lives.

In addition to having a natural defensive ability, the magic circle also has a function, which is to deny the entry of large troops.

When a large number of people arrive, they must greet the lord first.Once the lord confirms that the visitor is safe, he will temporarily close the magic circle.

Taken together, the true meaning of the conversation between Seamus and the Warrior is:

Seamus requested that the magic circle be closed the moment the leader's shadow entered.

In this way, even though the two hundred soldiers still only obeyed Sombra's command, they still had no way to rescue their new master.

Seamus even felt that any warrior with a brain would choose to leave at this time.

After all, once their new master dies, the contracts on the soldiers will be voided.After finally regaining freedom, how far should I go as soon as possible?

Unfortunately, now, his plan fell through.If he specifically came forward and asked Sombra to stand at the front, then everyone knew that Viscount Severn had a conspiracy.

Seamus said regretfully: "Ah, forget it."

Two hundred fighters.He thought to himself, it's not difficult to deal with.

As the cousin of the previous owner of the Slave Valley, Seamus is well aware of the quality of the "commodity" in it.Although the number of guards he brought out was significantly smaller than them, but with one to five, it was not a problem.

Hearing the master's request, the observing warrior put down the communication scroll and did not speak again.

He just quietly watched the teams entering the city one after another from a distance, and in the process of watching, he showed a little questioning expression.

The warrior himself was also born in the Slave Valley of Jonalin's family.

He also had moments of hatred and resentment.In the back, I thought about it myself.It might not be such a bad thing to do things for Jonalin.At least the Jonahlin family would not let their "people" starve, and would even spend money to make armor and weapons for them, and the treatment was even better than that of ordinary freedom fighters.

This is also the origin, which made the soldier puzzled: Is the distance between those who are entering the city too big?

Between every two people, two more people can fit in.

Confusion flashed by.However, this is not a big deal.

The soldier shook his head and untied the flagon from his waist.

He doesn't intend to go back.It is better to leave it to the colleagues to fight for the master.As for him, just complete the "wait and see" task outside.

……

……

A quarter of an hour later, Seamus showed up in front of the castle with his soldiers, ready to accept the "goods".

The shadow that had been staying behind the soldiers finally came forward.He took out a contract scroll and unfolded it directly in front of Seamus.

Seamus was originally observing the shadow.Cautious, careful... Of course, it can also be said to be "cowardly as a mouse", that's why he dare not show his true colors in front of others.

He secretly ridiculed in his heart, not to mention the people who came to trade with him.

When the scroll unfolded, he just glanced up casually.

But then, Seamus' eyes froze.

His expression went through a change from surprise to seriousness.After quickly scanning the text, he turned his head and looked at the black figure in front of him.

Seamus had a strange tone and asked the other party: "Have you ever taken a contract language grammar class?"

Sombra, that is, Adrian did not answer.

Seamus raised his eyebrows, and asked fiercely, "Who are you!"

Adrian said calmly, without the slightest fear, "I'm here to do business."

Seamus sneered: "Since it's a business, don't you know who I am? How dare you appear in front of Jonalin's family after taking away the things from Jonalin's family?"

Adrian also smiled and said, "Oh, Jonalin——I thought you were just Viscount Severn's agent."

In this case, Seamus would not believe it.However, at this moment, he understood a little bit why Tarn sent the whole valley out.

That fellow Tarn, relying on his uncle's favor, never studied seriously since he was a child.Even the most basic scrolls in the family business, he had memorized them by rote, and he didn't understand the contents at all.

Wouldn't it be a disadvantage if you met someone who knew the contract language very well?

It's okay to suffer a loss, but he even asked himself to clean up the mess for him.

Seamus let out a breath slowly.No matter how much he looked down on his cousin, facing the shadow, he still wanted to avenge Tarn from the standpoint of the family.

The auburn-haired youth said, "You killed my brother. I will take your life in return."

Adrian still smiled and said, "It wasn't me who killed your brother."

Seamus narrowed his eyes a little, wondering unexpectedly, could there be discord among these black shadows?

As a result, I heard the next sentence from the person in front of me: "However, he will do it because of me..."

provocative.Clearly provocative.

Seamus' expression twisted for a moment, and he gestured towards the soldier behind him.

Seeing the soldiers pulling out their weapons in unison, Adrian sighed in disappointment and said, "I'm really impatient."

While speaking, he took a step back, letting the soldiers block himself behind.

In a blink of an eye, the situation changed from a businessman signing a contract to a battle between two sides.

Amid the sound of weapons colliding, Viscount Severn looked out from the castle in fear.

As soon as he probed, he was hit by flames flying from afar.

Viscount Severn was shocked and quickly retreated into the castle.

Even so, a section of his hair was still burned off.

The smell of burning lingered on the tip of the nose.Viscount Severn gritted his teeth secretly, wandered around in the castle for a while, but did not dare to go forward again.

But he wanted to know what was going on outside after all.Pointing at a soldier at random, the old Savien demanded: "You, go out and check the situation! Bring the communication scroll."

The accused soldier looked at the Viscount still with the hair of the Martian, and his cheeks twitched, obviously unwilling to move.

Old Severn was furious and made up his mind again.Compared with these fighters who take money from themselves, it is of course more convenient and useful to give money to slave traders.

It's just at the moment, after all, there is no better way.He could only continue to wander in the castle, waiting for the result of the battle outside.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of fighting suddenly fell silent.

Old Savien mustered up his courage and learned his lesson, so he asked a maid who had signed a contract early and her life was in her own hands to check it out.

The maid looked like she was about to cry, but old Severn was unmoved.The maid had no choice but to cry, tremble, and poke her head out.

"what's the situation?!"

Old Severn couldn't wait to ask.

"I lost." The maid answered blankly.

Old Savien was startled for a moment, then overjoyed, he tore the maid away, moved to the seat in front of her, and looked out.

Sure enough, Seamus fell to the ground.However, those black shadows were still standing beside them, and it was impossible to tell whether they were injured or not.

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