Alan said that Sigma and Jili still hadn't changed their minds, and little Lori was angry, but in desperation, she still offered to take the two of them to see the manor where the incident occurred and recognize the way.

So the three of them still made a long detour, marching towards the estate of the Marquis de Cambra.

At present, the Holy Empire has already completed the glorious reform, and the traditional nobles who used to be all over the place have either been divided into the eastern principalities to count ants, or they have been deceived into gnawing sand in the land of exploration, and some have evaporated from the world with various reasons and ways of death, and there is no scum left. The old aristocrats who survived this great storm were all the ones who licked the emperor's balls the hardest, and they survived, after all, the country still needed such a privileged class, a benchmark, a reason for all aspirants to keep climbing up and doing their best for the empire.

A brave warrior who made a name for himself in the army, a great merchant who paid huge taxes for the empire, a warrior and a magician who accepted a job to serve the empire, a scholar who made remarkable achievements in the field of scholarship and research, and a loyal official with outstanding political achievements...... These lucky people who were knighted for their achievements could not set foot in their fiefs for the rest of their lives, and every year the imperial treasury would convert the income of the fiefdom into money and give them them, and the title of nobility for them only meant honor, respect, privilege and wealth, but this was enough for them, the royal family recruited countless loyal dogs at a very small price, and the upper class society was crowded out by a group of new faces that suddenly appeared, you can imagine how unhappy the old nobles who survived - the pioneer martial arts of the West, Honorary nobleman conferred by the royal family. In the eyes of the old aristocracy who prides himself on having a long heritage, he is undoubtedly the dead nouveau riche among the dead nouveau riche.

However, the old nobles did not have a good time, although the emperor generously increased their territory. However, they have withdrawn the right to recruit soldiers and the right to adjudicate, which means that in their own territory, they are no longer gods of life and death, and every year the output of winemaking, mining, forestry, agriculture and other products in the territory must be converted into money, paid to the mud legs, and have to pay special taxes to the state. Not only that, but each generation also picks out a direct descendant and a number of side bloodlines and a team of elite enough private soldiers to be sent to the sharp spear province where birds don't to tear up the stinky barbarians of the northern dynasty. Because the new aristocratic law stipulates that nobles have the obligation to fight for the country, and if you don't go, you will have your title cut. However, His Majesty took pity on him and said that the sword has no eyes. Only one direct descendant is required per generation. That is to say, even if you give birth to a hundred sons, you only need to send one to fight, and even if this son dies, the title can choose a qualified successor from the remaining sons, which is righteous enough, righteous—what? All sorts of intrigues and intrigues have broken out between your sons? your grandma is about us, how do you discipline your son? Will it be fine? Can you happily be a nobleman and set a good example for the people?

Although it looks miserable, if you ask these nobles, you don't regret hugging the thighs of the empire back then. The answer must be no regrets, even though the law is strict. But the original intention of the royal family was not to exterminate them all, but to check and balance, the checks and balances between the old nobles and the new nobles, and the checks and balances of the local nobles and the mercenary guilds and other large civil forces. Although the feudal aristocracy is not as majestic as in the past, they are definitely not bad, they build schools, invest in factories, invest in chambers of commerce, recruit talents, fund scholars, enhance their soft power and influence, mix well, as long as they pay taxes on time, often give gifts, and the imperial officials also try to give convenience, do not make things difficult. And these veteran nobles also know their own position, and while advancing and retreating with the empire, they also use frequent means to downplay the influence of the Mercenary Guild and the Holy See in the local area as much as possible.

The Marquis of Cambra is one of the old nobles, although he was once beaten by the big stick of the New Deal of the Empire, but now he is also considered to have come ashore and become the vanguard of maintaining the centralized rule of the Empire. It is said that he has more than a dozen estates in Carlo alone, that he owns five wineries and three silversmiths, and that he also has mining concessions, and that the mines under his name employ hundreds of miners, thousands of orc slaves, and even a few dwarven advisors...... At the same time, he was also a well-known kind-hearted old man, who built schools, funded artists, provided jobs for the poor, and relieved beggars.

Demon Scholar...... People who see magic as the occult, and who study, explore, and practice it as a discipline rather than a craft. Compared with the mages who turn magic skills into a thousand gorgeous spells, demonic scholars are more like theoretical researchers than practitioners, the boundary between this profession and mages and alchemists is not very clear, and it is gradually blurred as the mage's rank rises, almost every high-level mage has mastered at least one advanced demonic discipline, but a demonic scholar with great achievements is not necessarily a powerful mage, after all, the magic talent is like a naughty and unpredictable elf, connected to fate, It has nothing to do with intelligence, a ghost-scared but amazingly funny tease may have an unrivalled talent for necromancy, while an extremely intelligent person will never be able to experience the wonderful sensation of gathering elements with mental power in his life, even if he only needs to read it once to memorize an esoteric spell book.

Demon Dao scholars, most of them are the latter, their limited magic talent is destined to be unable to set foot in higher realms in this life, but their love for the Demon Dao is not inferior to that of any high-level mage, so they continue their own path of the Demon Dao with their own ingenuity, and take magic as a discipline to summarize, summarize, conceive, and verify. New Composite Recipes, Optimized Spell Models, Enchantment Techniques, Improved Channeling...... The research of demonic scholars promotes the progress of magical civilization, and they are like the scientists in Sigma's previous life, who have earned respect and dignity for themselves with their genius brains that shine with sparks of inspiration, and have promoted the progress of civilization with extraordinary contributions, etching their shining names in the long river of history.

But science is a double-edged sword. The same goes for demonism. The former has nuclear weapons, bioviruses, and the rise of the planet of the apes, while the latter also has demon sacrifices, life refining and natural disasters that are not far behind, or out of a pure desire for research. Either because of a strong urge to take revenge on society, or for some special reason, there are always demonic scholars who get lost in the vast and vast realm of magic. They don't have the rock-solid state of mind of a high-level mage, and their souls are more likely to fall and go to extremes, studying those extremely powerful and extremely dangerous forbidden subjects, soul refining, life furnace, demon contract, plague transformation...... The three major mage realms jointly announced the forbidden realm of demonism, but there was always one demon scholar after another rushing into the flames like moths. All three now have several specialized scavenger units to deal with these demonic scholars who dare to touch the taboo, and Sigma has seen one in Atlas, codenamed "Shadow Blade......

A series of fragments of memory quickly flashed through his mind. Then it was threaded together by an invisible thin thread, Athena's description, the terrifying thunderclouds of Morning Light, the lightning strike of last night. Marquis sponsored Demon Scholar...... It's all too obvious. It was obvious that Sigma wondered if it was a smoke bomb, but anyway, according to the situation at this time, the Demon Daoist had the highest suspicion, and even the downpour of lightning last night may have been due to the fact that a certain scavenger army from the Mage Realm came to designate and seal the Demon Daoist, and then he was killed by him with some kind of celestial weapon that could manipulate thunder......

So why are there strange rumors in the city, and why have the dark clouds of the manor not dissipated yet? The Demon Scholar was funded by Cambra. And the Marquis of Cambra is a loyal dog of the empire, after the incident. A large number of Imperial troops blockaded the manor and strictly forbade outsiders to enter, what they wanted to do was simply obvious, if the power to summon thunderclouds did come from powerful celestial weapons, then it was really not a good thing for the Empire to get this......

In the flash of light, Sigma thought of a lot, but the key to the problem was that Demon Dao scholar, as long as he found the other party, then any problem could be solved...... Thinking of this, Sigma asked, "What's the name of that scholar?" ”

Alain couldn't answer, for an ordinary little girl, the world of the Marquis was too far away.

However, knowing the crux of the problem, the name and personal information of the Demon Dao Scholar are no longer a problem, the forces in the city are mixed, there are enemies, friends and neutrals, and intelligence is never a problem.

After walking for a while, Alain looked into the distance, and pointed with his little hand: "That's the manor over there, I heard that the name of the manor is 'Nina Vidora', although I don't know what it means, but it's very good." ”

Nina Vidora...... Nina is supposed to be a girl's name, and the pronunciation of Vidora is very strange, what does it mean? It should be the pronunciation of another language, but it is not the language of the other ethnic groups that I am familiar with, but I always feel like I have heard it somewhere......

Sigma was thinking about it, but heard Alain wonder, "Hey, there seem to be a lot of people in the distance, and there are still some things hanging......

Then I heard Ji Li exclaim: "Alain, don't look! ”

Sigma was interrupted from his thoughts, raised his head, and saw Ji Li reaching out to cover the girl's eyes, looking at the crowd in the distance with a little surprise, Sigma did not have the eyes of a paladin, but the mage always had a mage's method, and after blessing himself with an eagle eye technique, a qiē in the distance gradually became clear, and the necromancer smacked his mouth.

Corpses, rows and rows of mangled corpses were hung in public, the blood of the dead had long since been drained, many of them were in tatters, as if they had been ravaged by a mad rhinoceros, some had a large hole in their chests, some had broken heads, and some had no upper body at all, and were wrapped in ropes around their ankles, and the part below the waist hung there alone, miserable.

"Kill the chicken and show it to the monkey...... Demonstrations? With such fearlessness, it seems that the person in charge of this empire must have a lot of power, and he is bound to win this matter......" Sigma pinched his eyebrows, and said with a headache, "Damn, I have a bad premonition, this kind of stunned and decisive behavior reminds me of an old man......"

Ji Li felt strange in her heart, but before she could ask, she heard the sound of horses' hooves, and a small group of cavalry rushed out of the spurs, shouting at the three people: "Martial law ahead, kill those who trespass, I advise you not to be lucky, the hanging corpse...... Uh-uh......"

The vigorous interruption came to an abrupt end, replaced by an unconscious sound of shock to the extreme, the cavalry who accompanied them were strange in their hearts, and turned their heads to look, only to find that the brave captain's eyes were round, and the face of the lion and tiger that did not change his face was actually full of horror, his hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, and the hand that killed countless people and was extremely calm was actually trembling......

"...... I've been clever at this kind of thing, and I've never been wrong. Sigma sighed lightly, looked at the cavalry captain, and said indifferently, "Your military emblem is a steel giant bear, it turns out that Her Royal Highness the eldest princess is here, she holds the battle supervision talisman in her hand, no wonder you can mobilize a city of soldiers, over there, you are her soldiers, have you ever known my name?" ”

The cavalry captain's face was extremely ugly, his face was pale, still incredulous: "Sigmar Washington ......"

Hearing this name, the faces of the other people suddenly changed wildly, since the duel that people kept secretive about a few years ago, this name has become a taboo among the taboo for the royal family, especially the eldest princess.

However, the brief shock passed, and then poured out of the heart is the irrepressible killing intent, this person once humiliated the eldest princess fiercely, the lord humiliated the minister to death, as a warrior loyal to the princess, they should do their best for the master, with this person's blood......

"A bunch of fools, want to do it?" Sigma said lightly, "If nothing else, if she knew that you were doing something to me here, she would definitely chop you into meat sauce." What are you guys who deserve to meddle in my feud with her? ”

These words were like a bucket of snow water, dousing the flames of fury from head to toe, and the cavalrymen looked at Sigma with great fear, and they couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in their hearts—this person in front of them and the eldest princess had a hatred that could only be washed away with blood, but they knew the princess better than they did......

Several people winked at each other and decided to go back to report the news, but they did not even dare to say a cruel word in front of this legendary man.

"Did I say let you go?" Sigma's voice rang out again, "Are you all right?" ”

The cavalry captain finally came back to his senses, although all kinds of rumors about this person turned into fear and shook his mind, he still maintained the spirit of an imperial soldier, and said proudly: "The Iron Giant Bear Legion has a strict law, and the scouts come and go have their own records, even if we die here, the legion will quickly find out, you can't escape!" ”

Sigma nodded, "Oh, then I'll kill you all and turn them into blood puppets, manipulate you to go back and report the news, and then explode when I see your princess, so that she is not dead or disabled, and I can swagger away." ”

The cavalry were shocked, and only then did they realize that the person in front of them was no longer the young knight who was famous in the imperial capital, but a necromancer who was said to have a magical talent comparable to that of the Magic Emperor...... They secretly made a few gestures, intending to break out together, just hoping to desperately drag each other and win the space to report the news.

Then they heard Sigma say, "You're kidding...... There is no point in killing you, go and report it, sue her, I'm here. ”

When the cavalry heard this, they cautiously and slowly turned their horses' heads, and then heard Sigma say: "I have changed my mind again, and it is a pleasure to listen to your dying wails, and as for the news, pick a man to cut off his limbs, gouge out his eyes, and cut off his ears, leaving only a mouth to speak, anyway, I have a debt with your master, and I can make her mad, why not?" ”

"......" looked at each other with a generous and tragic look in his eyes, and the necromancer smiled, "It's funny for you, only your princess is so perverted, what's the fun of crushing ants." ”

The cavalry of the Iron Bear Legion finally fled.

"You send Alain back, and I'll entertain an old friend." Sigma reached out and patted the worried little Lori, "Don't worry, it's okay." ”

"Be careful." Kelly knew what Sigma was capable of, so she didn't worry too much and galloped away with Alain.

Sigma looked at the backs of the knights as they had gone, his eyes flickering, as if he was reminiscing about the past, and then he turned his horse's head and ran in the opposite direction, his face hesitant and helpless.

"Alas...... In such a hurry, where to find a manure truck? (To be continued......)