When the sun came out, William came out of the earthen house and stood on a stone platform in front of the earthen house.

Old John and his son, and the blacksmith who followed him, and the carpenter stood aside.

And in front of William, there are black and oppressive villagers, disorganized, and the space in front of him is impenetrable!

Some of the villagers were looking at William with wide eyes, and some were whispering.

Hundreds of people were whispering, and the whole place was particularly noisy.

Other smells, such as breath, sweat, and the sour smell of clothes, were mixed together to become a terrible poisonous gas that smoked William to his stomach.

He couldn't control it, and he vomited out the white bread he had just eaten.

In front of more than 300 villagers, William vomited again!

"Lord Baron......"

"Adult ......"

William's entourage hurriedly rushed over and helped William.

The villagers below, seeing this scene, widened their eyes and looked unimaginable, and in an instant, their surprise turned into words and erupted.

They gleefully discussed William's vomiting.

"See, Jack? The Baron threw up! ”

"I saw it, and this is the second time I've seen it! But, Ella, don't put your mouth at me when you speak, or I'm going to vomit! ”

"The second time you vomited? Did the Baron vomit again? So what was the first spit like? ”

"Ella, how many times have I said that? Don't put your mouth on me! ”

"Alright! Then how did the Baron vomit last time? Say it! ”

"Last time...... Let's start with when I went out that day......"

“……”

The villagers talked louder and louder, and the topic became more and more biased.

In the crowd, old Gretel also slowly lowered his head, "Sure enough...... Just a nobleman who grew up in a honey pot? Lord Viscount Greine was right - he was just a kid after all! ”

Old Gretel couldn't help but feel contempt for William in his heart.

Big Gretel, the son next to him, sneered and said to him, "Father, look! I said I don't need to be afraid of him! You're always overly worried. ”

Old Gretel shook his head, "There's never a big mistake in being careful. ”

On the stone platform, Old John frowned deeply again, "Lord Baron, why don't you go back and rest first?" Let my son read your orders for you! ”

"No! I'll do it myself! The only stock in his stomach was vomited, and William barely resisted the attack of this stench.

He asked a few of his followers to retreat to their original places, and stood on the stone platform with a straight face, looking at the villagers below without saying a word.

His serious appearance unnerved some people.

In any case, William was a nobleman after all, their lord.

There are always people who get scared.

Some people suddenly didn't dare to speak and closed their mouths.

Movement is contagious.

Slowly, fewer and fewer people spoke, and finally they all fell silent.

All of them looked at William on the stone platform with complicated eyes, to see what he had to say!

A hint of appreciation flashed in the eyes of Old John next to him, and he was able to use this method to quiet the villagers, it seems that his Young Master William is a natural lord.

Of course, it would be better if you could get rid of the habit of vomiting!

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William's heart is very calm, he has killed a lot of people, how can he take the noise of some villagers to heart!

Seeing that the villagers had fallen silent, William began to speak.

"Villagers of Nisse, I am your ......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a dispute in the upper left corner of the villagers, which suddenly covered William's voice.

"Jacques, stand back! This is my location! ”

"Albert, thank you for helping me secure this position! Now, please step aside. ”

"It's you who should step aside...... Damn, Jacques, I, Albert, am not to be messed with...... Yes! ”

The villagers were attracted to the attention and turned their gaze, and the whole place began to be noisy again.

William's face suddenly became gloomy, and he looked coldly at the source of this matter, a big man with a beard on his face, and a burly figure of one meter eight.

He was rudely pushing a lean man of about 1.7 meters to the ground, occupying his original position, and was triumphantly showing off his strength to the other villagers.

But this behavior is a naked slap in the face of the lord William.

Old John was so angry that his face turned red, and he scolded sharply, "You damned pariah, you dare to disturb the Baron's speech!" ”

Only then did the big man turn his head, he glanced at William, who was silent, and then lazily looked at Old John, and said with a smile, "On the contrary, I stood at the front to better listen to the lord's speech!" It's me who shows my respect for my lord! ”

"Then you shouldn't force someone else's position!" Old John huffed.

"No way, Lord John! Who told him not to beat me? The loser gives up everything, doesn't he? The big man clenched his fist as big as a casserole and said with a smile.

"You ......," said old John, angrily. Although he has a high status and great power, the problem is that the basis of power is the system and people.

He has no one under him, so how can he get this kind of splashing?

At this time, William finally spoke, his tone was flat, and he could not hear any emotion.

He looked at the bearded man and asked, "What's your name?" ”

William, the lord, asked in person, and the bearded man didn't dare to be so casual.

He replied, "My lord, my name is Jacques, Jacques Potter, and everyone here calls me Jacques Hercules!" ”

As he spoke, the bearded man compared his bulging two macro muscles.

"Good! Jacques, good, you're good! ”

"Thank you, Lord Lord, for the compliment!" Hearing William's "compliment", Jacques Potter smiled sweetly.

Old Gretel in the crowd watched silently!

Obviously, things have developed to such a point that William's prestige will be a major blow if he is lightly spared, and from now on, it is estimated that it will be difficult for William's order to excavate the house, let alone collect taxes!

On the contrary, Jacques Potter's prestige in the village will climb to new heights.

What would you do? Old Gretel looked at William's face and thought with interest.

Not only him, but all the villagers of the knight were watching William's treatment.

William, on his side, also had a new move.

He suddenly turned to look at Old John and said, "Old John." ”

"Yes, Lord Baron!" Old John wondered why William would suddenly call him?

"Take out the parchment and write down the first statute of our Dicas!" William's gaze slowly scanned the other villagers.

These villagers were confused by William's behavior, how did they get involved in the territorial regulations? What are the regulations?

"Uh...... Be! Old John was stunned, but took out the parchment from his bosom.

This parchment is the same parchment that records the first survey of the village of Nisse.

His son, John Jr., handed him a quill pen stained with black ink.

Everything was ready, and William's eyes fell on the instigator of Jacques Potter, staring at him like an eagle.

"Whoever disturbs the order in the Dicas, shall be whipped ten times and displayed to the public for one day!"

"Since yesterday!" William added the remark.

Old John quickly jotted down this statute of William's words on parchment.

"Remember, Lord Baron!"

"Hmm!" William didn't know if he could do it, looked at Jacques Porter, and said, "Jacques, Hercules Jacques, do you kneel down and be punished yourself, or will I do it?" ”

Jacques Potter was stunned when he heard William's words, and immediately became furious, and he said angrily, "Is our noble lord going to punish Jacques?" Is it up to them? ”

Jacques Potter glared at the villagers, who did not dare to look him in the eye.

Jacques Potter looked back at William's squire, "Are they still them?" ”

Old John and the others rushed out in a huff and stood before Jacques Potter and confronted him.

Jacques Potter glanced at Old John with disdain, crossed them, looked at the lord William on the stone platform, and said mockingly, "Your lordship, you ...... it yourself."

The word "hand" was not spoken, and with a "snort", William on the stone platform disappeared.

Jacques Potter, who had been watching William's movements, opened his mouth in surprise, and then he felt a huge force hit the right side of his face.

The intense pain instantly spread throughout the body, the brain was in a blank state, several teeth in the mouth were knocked out, and the whole body was also knocked up and fell on several villagers watching the excitement next to him.

Several of the villagers dispersed, and Jacques Potter fell to the ground.

"Jacques!" A distressed voice came from among the villagers.

William followed the prestige, and the villagers he saw were suddenly silent, and they did not dare to say a word.

Old Gretel was among them, but unlike the other ignorant villagers, he knew something.

It's the power of the knights. Old Gretel cried out in his heart.

Next to him, his son, Big Gretel, did not have the courage to be the first, and his head was almost lowered to his chest, afraid that William would notice him, and that William would know what he said today.

At this time, he regretted it in his heart, why did he say those words?

William could not see the complex mental activity of the villagers, and he could not find anyone to speak, so he turned his head again to look at Jacques Potter who had fainted on the ground.

William slowly walked up to him.

The surrounding villagers suddenly dispersed, making way for a relatively open area.

William sneered, the ancients said well, people are afraid of power but not virtue, afraid of power but not grateful!

"Old John, hang him up and whip him ten times, and show him for a day, and he is not allowed to put it down until evening!" William ordered.

"Yes! Lord Baron! Old John replied happily.

He walked over and casually pointed at a few of the more sturdy villagers, "You, you, you, and you, come here, lift this idiot up and hang him to the entrance of the village!" ”

William was fierce, and the villagers did not dare to resist at all, and honestly obeyed Old John's orders, and worked together to carry Jacques Potter to the entrance of the village.

The villagers all consciously gave way for them to pass.

This made the old John in command feel very refreshed - these untouchables, I must ask the Baron to collect fifty percent of your taxes, no, not only fifty percent, but sixty percent!