Disheveled!

The cobwebs spread out in mid-air, instantly covering the shade of the trees, and even crawled out of them with dense small spiders, forcing Fang Yuan to show up.

"Sorcery?"

He stared at the old man opposite, but there was a gleam in his eyes: "The spell casting system is completely different from that of the dream masters, interesting!" ’

"Kill him!"

The rest of the warriors howled and flew up again.

Fang Yuan stepped a little, and the whole person flew back in an instant, and suddenly turned into a sprint, his movements were strange, full of an indescribable sense of contradiction.

Burst!

A little blood splattered, and another warrior with a heavy sword clutched his throat and fell.

"Do you think I'm just going to sneak up on the shadows?"

He sneered, and the iron sword moved, killing two more people in an instant.

"It feels like it's just about the same level as an ordinary fighter, although it's already an elite in the army, but it's not enough to deal with me!"

Fang Yuan wiped the blood-stained long sword, and suddenly his head turned away, avoiding a crossbow arrow with a tricky angle.

"You're the Advent!"

The old mage shouted.

"The Advent? I don't know what you mean, I just know that you're manipulating monsters, attacking villages, and trying to kill me! A future jazz! A true nobility! ”

This world may have some means of light and shadow, which can record or retrace some images, of course Fang Yuan will not leave a handle, but reprimands with a sense of justice.

"You ......"

When the old mage heard this, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Would an ordinary Orion have such skills? And also unashamedly professed to call themselves nobles? I just want to splash dirty water on their heads!

Shout!

As he spoke, Fang Yuan kicked his feet, and a stone flew out of the air, hitting the crossbowman's forehead.

With Fang Yuan's physical strength at this time, the stones that flew out were also equivalent to bows and arrows, and this unlucky guy instantly broke a big hole in his head and fell softly.

"This kind of combat power, high-rank fighter?"

The old mage's eyelids jumped wildly, and he suddenly gritted his teeth, took out a scroll from his arms, and with a movement of his palm, he was about to tear and excite.

"Slash!"

As soon as that scroll appeared, Fang Yuan immediately felt that the surrounding elements had begun to riot, and he immediately stepped forward without thinking, and the long sword in his hand flew out.

"Ahh

With a scream from the old mage, his entire arm was chopped off and fell to the ground.

And Fang Yuan took advantage of this opportunity to solve the resistance of the remaining people, Shi Shiran came to the front of the old man, kicked out, and turned this mage into a curled prawn, and the work of dividing the muscles and bones in his hands did not stop, and in an instant, he removed his only remaining hand and leg joints.

The pain of the broken arm, coupled with the pain of the wrong bone, made the old mage's face full of cold sweat.

In fact, he was able to hold on until now and did not faint, which was already very beyond Fang Yuan's expectations.

'Impossible......'

At this time, in the old man's eyes, Fang Yuan easily read the meaning of shock and disbelief.

'It's just a simple investigative mission, how can our team be wiped out?' There are a few extraordinary ones among us......

The old mage's heart echoed in shock, and he looked at Fang Yuan, who was expressionless, and suddenly trembled: "No! You can't kill me! ”

"I'm fighting back in self-defense, right? It is reasonable to follow the laws of any territory. Fang Yuan Shi said solemnly: "I will hand over your corpses as robbers to the local lords - attacking the village and slaughtering them, which you can't rely on at all, therefore, think about your fate, your head will be cut off by the angry lord, hung on the city wall, and even your family will be arrested!" ”

"No ......"

As if thinking of some terrible consequences, the old mage's cheeks twisted: "You can't do this...... I'm a member of the Hidden Mechanism! ”

"Secret mechanism, can you tell me about it?"

A smile appeared on Fang Yuan's face.

No matter how determined a person is, as long as he breaks the bottom line once, it is easy to make another mistake.

Not to mention, the higher you are, the more afraid you are of death!

Every time you slaughter more dogs, you are all readers, and that's why you can.

Sure enough, after breaking through the bottom line, the old mage didn't dare to slack off, and immediately said that he knew that he was pouring beans into the bamboo tube.

Of course, in this process, Fang Yuan was very careful, Shen Yuan sensed a slight elemental abnormality, and immediately opened a bloody hole in his body, which made all the small movements of this old mage have no effect.

……

"Secret Mechanism? An organization dedicated to monitoring the Otherworldly Arrivals and searching for information on the plane? ”

Fang Yuan touched his chin: "The highest ideal is to let the Monge world rule everything, and the human race dominates the entire world...... Racists! ”

The old mage trembled.

At this time, he was completely sure that the person in front of him was the rumored 'Advent', and it was even more terrifying than the records in the organization, but there was no way to pass on the news.

"You're scared...... Afraid I'll kill you? ”

Fang Yuan smiled: "Smart guy...... But you're still of some use to me! ”

As he spoke, he placed a palm over the top of the mage's head.

"No...... You can't kill me, I'm a secret agency, and if you hurt me, you're going to be the enemy of our entire organization, you don't know how powerful our organization is, and we keep in touch with many churches......"

The old mage's tears flowed.

"Yes, I know...... But so what? ”

Fang Yuan's divine thoughts reached out and entered the old mage's sea of knowledge.

Suddenly, a new spell system was revealed in front of him.

'The spellcaster system of this world is first to construct a spell template with spiritual power in the sea of consciousness, and then draw power from the elemental plane...... And due to consumption and conflict, most of them need spell casting materials, and even have the property of casting forgetfulness, after using up the spell, you must re-memorize the template, how do you look at it, how do you feel very troublesome......

After a moment, he slowly withdrew his palm.

As for the old mage, his eyes rolled and he fell to the ground, his breath gradually cut off.

In order to obtain the most complete spell memory and information, Fang Yuan didn't spare much of his hand, and his soul had been damaged by some irreversible damage.

"Of course...... Even so, I can't destroy the soul, because this is the power of Hess, the Lord of the Underworld...... No mortal can be offended! ”

Even if he had already killed people at this time, some rules among the gods could not be easily violated.

Otherwise, the next time an entire Death Church came to kill, Fang Yuan wouldn't have much confidence that he would be able to take it hard.

"Your Excellency!"

At this time, Ghosn finally arrived at the scene with the militia of the village.

"They...... It was the murderer who instructed the giant wolf to attack the village......"

Fang Yuan clapped his palms: "You clean up the battlefield, and then give me the loot, and also, inform the local lord!" ”

"Yes!"

Looking at Fang Yuan at this time, as well as the corpses in one place, Ghosn suddenly had a lot of awe, and said cautiously.

'These people will soon be identified as thieves, right?' ’

Fang Yuan waved his hand and asked Ghosn to carry the corpse, while he watched the scene silently: "This is the sorrow of doing dark work, even if you die, you can't be rehabilitated, and maybe your ......family will be affected."

……

What happened in this small village ultimately delayed Fang Yuan's trip.

However, Rao was so, and three days later, he also arrived at the Shawshank Territory, the Knight's estate of Jorah.

The season is autumn, and many farmers are working the ridges on both sides, planting plants that resemble wheat and rye.

The main food crops in the Munger world are also wheat, and Fang Yuan directly named them wheat, barley, rye, oats, and so on according to his own habits.

Among them, wheat and rye grow very slowly, need to be sown in autumn and harvested in the summer of the following year, and are easily damaged, but they have the best taste and nutrition, and the yield is not bad, making white bread and is the food of the best people.

Oats and barley, on the other hand, are sown in the spring and can be harvested in three months, but they are very poor in nutrition and low yields, and are generally used as fodder and food for serfs.

"This should be the knight's mining of Jorah......"

Fang Yuan looked far away, and in the ridge of the field, he saw a huge windmill, slowly rotating with the breeze, and a small mill underneath.

According to the marks on the inheritance documents, this piece of land of more than 5,000 acres, with the mills, villas, livestock, and serfs ploughing, is the inheritance of the knight that Fang Yuan is about to inherit.

"It seems that the economic situation of this Jorah knight is not bad among knights......"

He carefully identified it, and roughly estimated the production in the territory.

At this time, the farming system was relatively advanced, similar to the three-garden system in the previous medieval, that is, the cultivated land was divided into three parts, one part was fallow each year, and two parts were cultivated, one part of which was sown with oats and barley in the spring, and the other part was sown with wheat and rye in the autumn.

Rao is like this, and the yield is not very good, about 100 catties a year per acre of land.

The 'mu' and 'jin' here are naturally concepts in Fang Yuan's mind, and the way the locals calculate them may be different.

But according to Fang Yuan's estimate, there are almost no vegetables and meat at this time, and an adult should need about a pound of food a day.

That is, the average person needs four to five acres of land to feed.

The population of the entire knight's territory will not exceed 1,000, and this will also include the elderly and children.

In real terms, it is only the level of the head of a small village, of course, provided that the small village is completely privately owned.

"Of course...... In the eyes of the people at the bottom of this world, a knight is already a very great person, after all, he has a hereditary fief, he has the title of knight, and he is a real superior person! ”

"This inheritance may be a little troublesome!"

Fang Yuan looked at the land, but smiled disappreciatively.