"Grush, you dare, you dare—" The nobleman who was kneeling in front of Grush by two sturdy rebel soldiers was still a little backbone, and he raised his head and stared at Grush, his eyes full of anger.

"How dare you let in the army of the Principality of Sorrowful Wind!!"

The nobleman who was kneeling on the ground roared loudly at Grush, and the saliva from his mouth splashed on Grush's body, but Grush did not dodge.

He looked at the nobleman with cold eyes, and said softly: "First of all, I am not from the Kurt Kingdom, I am from the Ogordon Empire, and I have always been proud of myself as an Imperial and proud of my identity......"

The two rebel soldiers who were pressing on the nobleman's shoulders suddenly froze and looked up at their leader in amazement, but Grush did not see it, and when they heard the words, their eyes appeared dazed and panicked.

It seemed that it was only then that they suddenly realized that this legendary paladin who was generous and kind, and who led them all the way to happiness and beauty, was not from their kingdom.

"Secondly, the army of the Principality of Sorrowful Wind was not put in by me, and the territory occupied by the rebel army does not border the Principality of Sorrowful Wind. Then, the third point......" Grush crouched down and looked at the nobleman in front of him, although he was temperamental and liked to exploit the common people, and killed many people for it, but he resisted until now, and still did not beg for mercy, at least, he was a respectable enemy.

"Who will save this kingdom without the army of the Principality of Sorrowful Winds? The northern part of the Kurt Kingdom has completely fallen, and I sent my personal guards there, where they see 'purgatory on earth'!"

Grush waved his hand to let the two soldiers release their restraints on the nobleman, and then sighed and described the sights his guards had seen: "Humans have died a lot, and the monsters from the Black Forest are not reasonable and valuable, in their eyes, those who are weaker than them are the prey, and it just so happens that ordinary humans are weaker and much weaker than them!"

"The armies of the nobles can protect the commoners, and their castles can protect the commoners, but what about them? they have chosen to close their gates, and the doors of hope of the commoners have been completely closed, and the commoners can only follow the mercenaries and merchants who still have some conscience to escape, because the priests have long since died while resisting the invasion of monsters!"

Grush raised his hands and pressed the nobleman's shoulders hard, and there seemed to be a slight ripple in his dead eyes, "Tell me, what can I do at such a time? All I can do is ask the head maid Serena to help this kingdom - yes, I can tell you unambiguously that I called the army of the Duchy of Sorrow, and I made them invade this kingdom." Are you satisfied?"

The corners of the nobleman's eyes twitched, and he almost crooked his nose.

The stupid pigs had shut the castle gates and shut out all the civilians - didn't that mean they had abandoned the civilians?

If the nobility does not protect the people under their rule, then what legitimacy is there for the rule of the nobility?

The nobleman gritted his teeth, stiffened his neck and said, "...... But this is our kingdom, and even if there is anything, we should go-"

"You can shut up......"

Anger flashed in Grush's heart, and he patted the nobleman on the shoulder in disappointment, looking at the nobleman with pity in his eyes.

In this guy's heart, I'm afraid there has never been any 'commoner', glory, blood, wealth, knighthood, maybe everything in his eyes, other than that, nothing matters.

Grush stood up and looked at the two soldiers, who seemed to be furious.

"You're not going. The compassionate paladin shook his head and lamented, "You'll never go. ”

"You will not send an army to defend yourself against the invasion of the Black Forest, you will not send people to protect those who you consider untouchables, you will not destroy the bridge connecting the Kurt Kingdom and the Black Forest, and end this disaster......," looked at him, Grush's eyes were full of sadness, "You never, you just want to enjoy the rights, you don't think about taking responsibility, otherwise the situation would not have developed to this point." ”

"Before, I thought you had backbone, and as an enemy, you were 'respectable', but now it has been proven that it is I who is blind to think that you are a respectable enemy. ”

With that, Grush turned and walked straight away, ignoring the abrupt change in the nobleman's face, turning a deaf ear to his roar, and stepping on the fragments of the gate as he walked out of the antechamber of the castle with a blank face.

The end of that nobleman is only 'death', and his family is the same, although they can't bear it, they have already formed a mindset that they are superior, but this is only because of the illusion of the gap in physical nutrition and knowledge monopoly between the nobles and the commoners, from some recent studies of the druids, it can be known that there is no essential difference between the nobles and the commoners.

Even if the nobles have other bloodlines, they are not noble, because at the racial level, there is no difference between dragons and humans, although the lower limit of dragons is very high, but the upper limit is not comparable to humans, does this mean that human bloodlines are nobler than dragons?

The bloodline only gives them a shortcut, a higher starting point, just like their aristocratic status, the so-called 'bloodline' is nothing more than an illusion.

Meanness and nobility are to be judged by deeds, and the qualitative thinking of the nobility is not advisable, so whoever grows up by exploiting the commoners and accepts this thinking must die!

He didn't have that much time to deal with those guys, and if he hadn't needed it now, he might have already taken out the other Lords.

In this period of frequent incidents, the presence of other commanders of the rebel army is like a pile of explosives placed under the bed, not knowing when it will explode or not, but as long as it is known that there is a pile of explosives under the bed, anyone will have trouble sleeping.

It's a pity that he still needs to get their place, otherwise, they would be dead by now!

Now that they have two more baronies and a viscount, the rebels are gradually encroaching on the entire Kurt Kingdom, but a system similar to that of the Kurt Kingdom is being erected, a group of old nobles are dead, and new nobles are reappearing in the world - this is not possible!

Grush walked out of the castle, and the merchant who passed by him had barely had time to bow to him, and hurried into the castle with his servants.

The luxuries were being removed from the castle by the servants and placed in the open space to be counted little by little, and they needed to be cleared.

The rebels did not need these things, now they only need food - food from abroad.

He could feel that the skeletons of bones that should have rotted away were thinking about something, and the devils and demons never took their eyes off this chaotic kingdom, they needed a lot of souls, and there were a lot of good souls here.

The Kurt Kingdom has become a multi-sided chess game, and what worries him even more is that the All-Seeing Eye has a precedent for joining forces with the Undead Realm, although the Undead Sovereigns are mavericks and generally take care of themselves, but if it is to turn an entire country into a dead land, they must be willing to join forces.

If not only the Dragon Hunter Order, but also the Undead Monarch......

"Your Excellency Grush, the goods have been counted, come and see, is the number right?"

A flattering voice came from beside him, which woke Grush, and when he turned his head, he saw a merchant who was nervously rubbing his hands, and behind him, there were other merchants.

Grush just glanced at the bill, then handed it to the cleric of the Church of Fortune beside him, and after he confirmed, he sighed: "Replace it with grain, it must be food produced abroad, not shoddy, you know what I'm talking about - if you don't want to die!"

Although it is only a drop in the bucket, as long as he keeps fighting, he can grab enough wealth to meet the needs of the entire kingdom.

Seeing the merchants wiping the cold sweat from their heads, Grush looked away and looked at the horizon.

He has already decided on the next target, if the viscount and the baron are not enough, then is a marquis enough?

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