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

On the left is the unfinished contract, on the right is the fabric that cannot be penetrated by ordinary weapons, and can even resist some magic, and the future concept of "maybe orcs should not hide in the mountains forever".

The orc general fell into deep thought.Even Adduo, who was next to him, remembered the mellow aroma of malt wine brewed by humans.

His eyes fell deeply on the hair and eyes of the human lord.

If other people make the same proposal, the orcs must be suspicious and vigilant, thinking that the human class has a conspiracy.But, again, standing in front of them was Adrian.

Two years ago, Adrian gave freedom to all living beings in a slave valley.Adrian was almost trafficked by other humans because of his hair and eye color.

The temptation was too great, and the orcs felt they needed some time to think.And Adrian didn't necessarily ask them to reply immediately, he showed a polite smile, and said, "I still have something to do. Oz—"

The old clerk looked up.

Adrian raised his chin a little, looked elegant and gentle, and said, "Our guests will be left to you."

The orcs were well received by the old clerks, while the young lords went to their next destination.

Every step he takes, he clearly sees a new future opening up in front of him.

What kind of country would that be?Safe and rich, no matter who they are, no matter what race, they can live together with peace of mind, never worrying about someone knocking them out and putting them in a cage.

After many days, he once again ignited a string of flames in front of the people in the prison.

He is obviously a mage who is close to the fire element, but against the background of his hair color and pupil color, he shows a kind of unusual arrogance and indifference.

He said, "Let's just cut to the chase, Mr. Jacob Jr.—

"How many knights and warriors are still on standby under Jacob's leadership? What is the range of the defensive magic? What kind of magic did you use to break through the defense of the main city of Severn?"

Listening to his words, Little Jacob gritted his teeth, showing a tough and unyielding look.

Adrian saw it in his eyes, and after a long while, he let out a soft "chick".

"I hate stupid people who can't see the situation clearly." He muttered, "Besides, Feit has been away long enough..."

This was not the longest parting between the silver-haired lord and his knight, he even just finished communicating with the knight more than ten hours ago.However, none of this can change the fact that "Vayte has been away for a long time, and Adrian is eager to meet him".

He needs to use parts other than his eyes and ears to make sure that Feit is safe, and he needs to know that the knight will still be by his side.

Little Jacob didn't hear Adrian's words clearly.In fact, no one present could understand how the lord missed his knight.

But they all saw it.After the voice of the silver-haired lord fell, a ball of flames burned in the prison.This is the power given to Adrian by the blood of the Langton family. He doesn't like his surname, but he can easily control the existence of this power.

Little Jacob let out a horrific scream.In the eyes of the soldiers present, his screams seemed justified.

After all, the flame did not ignite in another place beside little Jacob, but burned in his arm!

People smelled burnt.Little Jacob fainted from the pain, and when he opened his eyes again, his left arm had disappeared.Only a piece of ashes on the ground showed what had just happened.

He looked at Adrian in horror.From this moment on, Adrian in his eyes was no longer "that beautiful young man who somehow got lucky enough to survive under the hands of Jonalin's family", nor was he "stupid, it is necessary to treat that young man" How good are the dirty guys? Only paying [-]% ​​of the tax a year will make them forget to cherish the gifts of the nobles." The traitor is a demon walking in the world!

Adrian felt that he should know what little Jacob wanted to say.

But he didn't have much patience to listen.Right now, he just needs to hear what he wants.

The silver-haired lord spoke again, and said, "I want to know, Lord Jacob—"

"I'll say it, I'll say it!" Before Adrian could finish speaking, little Jacob could not wait to speak.

Adrian responded with a smile.

……

……

A few months after the Knights set off, when the weather turned cold, another team led away from Severn.

This time, it was no longer any soldier in the first column, but the owner of this land.

To this day, the appearance of the old Viscount Severn has been blurred in people's memory.Occasionally someone would think, "If Your Excellency the Lord is the 'Duke of Langton', then he would have inherited this territory"... Before the thought became clear, it was cut off by the thinker himself.

unimportant.Nothing matters.What they really care about is the good life that the Viscount brought them.It is the granary full of wheat, the silver coins that are heavy and ringing in the purse, the new clothes worn by the family, and the awakened warrior talent of the children!

Even if the way the viscount inherited the title is a little inappropriate, what does it matter?All in all, they couldn't have met a better lord.

And now, their lord is on his way.

Most of the warriors had already been taken away earlier, so this time, the silver-haired lord had peasants and orcs under his command.

This is a war that is different from the historical records of the past hundred or thousand years.Not only the process, but also the result...

In the plan of the Gripen Alliance, the whole battle should be like this:

After receiving the full help of the Savien Territory, they invaded the capital and asked all the slave nobles to hand over their land and their property!

Had he done it right, Kadir VII could have rolled straight off the throne.The new one can be a child who can't speak, or it can be "Jacob I".

As for the Savien Territory, which once made important contributions in the war, they will not forget its existence.Every day in the future, the cloth and other magic commodities produced there will become gold coins flowing into the hands of nobles.

But now, everything fell apart.

Due to the emptiness of defense, it was not the Selvin Territory that was captured, but the territories of other nobles.

I don't know when, the Kadir dynasty became the past in people's mouth.They eagerly called the name of the new king, and argued endlessly over which emblem the new king would choose.

Is it the lion of Langton's family, or the unicorn of Severn's collar?Or a brand new emblem that hasn't been designed yet?

It was not until the end of the second year that the debate came to fruition.

At that time, the Earl of Iris.

Not all nobles are willing to be involved in the war, at least the Iris family who are also located in remote areas and basically rely entirely on merchants and adventurers to pay taxes for their income is not among them.

They are happy to accept the request of "only collecting [-]% ​​tax from farmers".However, Earl Iris still looked embarrassed when he heard that "not only farmers, but also adventurers and merchants have adjusted their tax rates."

This look is fleeting.Almost in the next second, the earl had put on a flattering smile, and asked the envoy sent by the new king: "The day of enthronement is coming soon, right? Please pass on my greetings to Your Majesty..."

The soldiers who did the task were noncommittal.However, he did not refuse the gift privately handed to him by the earl.

This can be regarded as one of the unspoken rules under Chief Faith.Things can be collected, as long as they report the truth after returning home.The next step is to keep things properly, or hand them in, or simply push the boat along and help other people with some things. There are special arrangements, and those who do things just work hard.

It's a pity Earl Iris doesn't know this.His eyes lit up, and he had already begun to plan to inquire: "When Your Majesty ascended the throne, did you have any special preparations? I mean, logically speaking, all nobles have to go to the king's capital to attend the ceremony..."

I heard that the new king is still single.Furthermore, the rumor that "the new king's mother is actually an elf" has always been vaguely circulated among the nobles.Earl Iris didn't know if this was true or not, but one thing was for sure.The appearance of the new His Majesty must be first-class, which makes him feel more confident when considering the marriage of his daughter and niece of the right age.

What an honor it would be to be queen!

He hadn't realized that following his own words, the eyes of the soldiers in front of him had gradually turned into pity.

Want to pry into the corner of Master Faith?I hope he can leave the capital smoothly in the future.

The warrior no longer paid attention to these details.After completing the task, he doesn't plan to stay in this small town for a long time.

I heard that there is an enchanted forest not far away.Before going back to deliver the task, I might go over and see if I can find any opportunities...

The sound of horseshoes clattering on the road, for the residents of the city, this is a day no different from the past.

They are indeed still too little affected by the war.Even in places like taverns, where fighters and merchants gather most, people are still talking about a century-old mage laboratory relic that someone encountered in the Emerald Forest last month, rather than floating around. flames, greenery and swords banner.

But it can't be said that no one cares at all.In a remote corner, a man with black hair, black eyes and unshaven beard was talking.

"Adrian Langton..."

This name always brought him a sense of familiarity, but Li Ang couldn't figure out the source of the familiarity.

So drunk that he eventually passed out before he could figure it out.During his deep sleep, someone sat down beside him.

At first, he just wanted to "borrow" some money from the drunk, but after accidentally pushing Li Ang down, he realized that the man beside him had a very decent face.

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