"Dada......"

The sound of horses' hooves sounded quickly and densely.

I saw a man wearing an iron helmet, wearing bright armor, a delicate long sword pinned to his waist, and holding a horsewhip, riding on a tall brown horse, galloping all the way on the dirt road leading to the small village of Nisse!

The horse was very fast, and it didn't take long for the fully armed man to ride to the wooden fence in front of the small village of Nisse!

Instead of stopping or slowing down, the man slapped the horse's buttocks and sped up into the small village of Nisse.

Uncanny! This was the first feeling of the armed man after coming in.

There wasn't a single figure.

Empty.

What about people? Where did they go?

Moreover, the scene of the village in front of him was very different from the scene he had seen before.

But the problem is, the armed man can't tell what is different!

The thatched hut doesn't seem to have changed, the road conditions are the same as before, and even the big gravel next to the village entrance has been there for so many years.

It doesn't seem to have changed at all, it's still so shabby, it's still so dirty...... Wait, dirty?

A flash of light flashed in the armed man's mind, and he finally remembered that something was wrong!

The small village of Nisse has become clean!

When he came to the small village of Nisse last year, he could smell the disgusting smell of human and animal feces mixed in the village from a distance, and all kinds of dried or fresh feces could be seen everywhere.

But, now it's all gone, the disgusting smell is gone, and the disgusting feces are no longer visible.

It's a miracle! What happened to the small village of Nisse? Not even the city of Patras can do this! The armed man's naked gaze outside was full of astonishment.

Also, there seem to be a lot fewer weeds in the village.

The perception of the whole village suddenly improved a lot.

If it weren't for the low, dilapidated thatched huts, the armed man would have thought he had gone to the country manor of some great noble lord.

The only question is, what about people?

The armed man's eyes became more and more solemn, he clenched the horsewhip in his hand, and slowly advanced towards the village with the horse under his crotch.

If the armed man remembers correctly, in the center of the village, there is an inferior mud house.

That was the former meeting place of the small village of Nisse.

After turning a corner in front of him, his eyes suddenly opened up, and at the end was the earthen house in his impression.

On top of that, he finally met people.

The armed man saw a man!

A thin, ragged boy, carrying a basket in both hands, struggled towards the earthen house.

He looked labored, his forehead was covered with hot sweat, his face was black and red, and after walking a few steps, he had to stop and rest.

But his expression was excited, and his eyes were full of joy.

The armed man's gaze fell on the thin boy's basket, and found that it was all black and yellow solidified lumps.

Feces!

The armed man suddenly understood why the village had become clean.

It's because someone is collecting!

Odd! These untouchables are not lazy on weekdays, so they are slow to do some things, and they definitely don't do what they can.

How did you become so positive? Also collecting feces? Do you still use baskets to collect manure?

Are these untouchables, whose eyes only look at their nostrils, willing to use baskets for dung?

One question after another arose in the heart of the armed man.

He suddenly wanted to see the boy baron!

There is no doubt that all this has changed since he came!

So, how did he do it?

"Drive!"

With this question, the armed man slapped the horse's buttocks.

"Shhh

The tan horse hissed, sped up, and ran to the thin boy with a "da-da-da".

"Untouchables! Stop it! The armed man shouted, his voice loud.

The tall horse, fully armed, frightened the thin boy, and with a shake of his hand, the basket of dung fell to the ground, and some of the dung was shaken out of the basket and fell on the ground beside him.

Seeing this scene, the thin boy's eyes suddenly showed a look of panic.

However, the armed man did not find out about this.

"Honorable lord, what can I do for you?" The panic in his eyes flashed, and the thin boy hurriedly asked respectfully.

"Tell me, untouchables, where is Baron Dicas?" The armed man asked rudely.

"Baron Dicas? You mean our lord! He was ...... when he said this, the thin boy suddenly thought of something, stopped and stopped talking!

The armed man was obviously not a good-natured man, and he shouted in an angry voice, "Why didn't you say it? What about Baron Decas? ”

The thin boy looked at the basket under his feet and hesitated for a moment before cautiously asking, "This honorable lord, may I ask about your honorific title?" ”

"You lowly pariah, you don't deserve to hear my name!" The armed man's eyes flashed with disgust, and he refused without hesitation!

"Then my lord, please forgive me, I can't take you to our lord!" The thin boy mustered up his courage and said deliberately loudly.

The armed man didn't expect an ordinary poor man to dare to speak to him like this, and his anger rose, and with a flick of the horsewhip in his hand, he struck the boy hard, "You slut who grew up in the mud ditch, you dare to ......"

Only a "whirring" sound was heard, and the whip came down with the sound of the wind, and in the blink of an eye it was about to hit the thin boy.

If the boy is hit, it is estimated that it will not be a bloody matter, and in serious cases, he will even die on the spot.

The thin boy closed his eyes in despair in fright, and his mind flashed to the images of his parents, his younger brother.

"Don't!" The thin boy said sadly in his heart.

A strong gust of wind suddenly swept over him, and at the same time there was a slight sound, "Boom." ”

The thin boy could not wait for the expected whip to arrive, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a thick figure in front of him, holding the tail of the whip in his hand, competing with the armed knight on the horse!

The two looked evenly matched.

Although it was only his back, the thin boy recognized his identity at a glance.

"Lord Baron!" The emaciated boy cried out excitedly.

There's nothing more joyful than not dying.

That's right, it was William who helped the skinny boy grab the whip.

As soon as the armed man stepped into the small village of Nisse, he was detected by the magic mirror that was always open, and notified William, who was practicing the knightly training method.

William thought it was a killer sent by the Scarlet Hand, so he never came out and was secretly observing.

It wasn't until the thin boy who refused to reveal his location was about to be killed by an armed man that William showed up and saved the thin boy!

Hearing the cheers of the thin boy, William was unmoved, but the armed man on horseback moved his eyes slightly.

"You're Baron Dicas?" The armed man asked.

"Hmm!" William grimaced and nodded.

"It's just a misunderstanding, Lord Baron Decas! I am a knight under the command of Lord Viscount Green. My name is West, Knight West! The armed man said as he released kindness and reduced the strength in his hand.

Of course, he didn't unload all his strength at once, and in this way, goodwill turned into malice!

In any case, William was always a legitimate baron in the Duchy of Fadir!

"Viscount Grien's people? Not a killer? William's brows furrowed slightly, feeling the change in the strength of his hand, and then reducing the force, and then let go of the whip tail.

The whip was taken back by the armed man, the so-called Knight of West.

"Knight West, why did Lord Viscount Greine send you to me?" William's tone couldn't be said to be very good!

Also, if you don't agree with each other, you will whip your own people at will, and William is really blind!

The armed man, Knight West, pulled up his mask, revealing a rugged face with a somewhat handsome Chinese character.

"Lord Baron Decas, Lord Viscount Grien wants to invite you to the noble dinner tomorrow night, please be sure to attend!"

The Knight of the West was nominally an invitation, but his tone was commanding.

You must know that although the viscount title is higher than the baron's title, the two people are not directly related to the feudal lord and the vassal.

In a sense, the two are equal.

And this so-called Western Knight spoke to William in this tone, did he mean William?

What's more, from beginning to end, the Western knight sat on horseback, talking to William from above, looking condescending!

William's face was gloomy, is this a dismount?

"Lord Baron, this is an invitation! You take it, and I'll reply to the Viscount. West didn't know where he had taken out an invitation made of parchment, on which William saw an intricate coat of arms.

If William remembers correctly, it should have been the coat of arms of the Greon family that John Sr. reminded him.

Depending on the situation, it was indeed an invitation from Viscount Green.

It's just that this attitude ......

"Even if Viscount Greon wants to invite our Lord Baron to a banquet, it's not your way of invitation, right? Don't even get off the horse, is this the courtesy that should be done in the face of a nobleman? This Mr. Knight! Old John's voice came from William's back, and he accused the West Knight as he ran.

He had just returned from the hole at the back of the village that was full of excrement, and he heard West's voice from a distance, so he hurriedly ran over in a panic!