The castle of the Viscount of Prell is hundreds of years old, and the stone stairs are polished to a smooth and shiny surface, and Li Qi has to go down the stairs step by step, lest he roll all the way down like a comedy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Descending to the hall on the first floor of the castle, a face full of beards and eyes that were as wide as dead eyes almost smeared his face.

The other party shouted angrily: "Young master, everyone is waiting for you! Is there anything beautiful on it?"

Avoiding the guy's spittle, Li Qi nodded: "Yes, beauty." ”

This face he knew, it should be said that his original owner knew, the knight of the family who went to pick him up at the noble academy, Karl Sadar, a vulgar and ignorant but still loyal martial artist.

"Mr. Sardar, you should call your lord, now Lord Richie is the lord of the viscountdom!

Not far away, a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back, a white beard, and gloomy eyebrows corrected the knight in a meticulous aristocratic tone, and finally saluted Li Qi. He was extremely neat and tidy, and his etiquette was perfect, but the discomfort he caused to Richie was still above that of the knight.

Shavin Sebadian, the steward of the viscountdom, and Litch always felt that this guy was a believer in some kind of stewardship god. If his words and deeds do not conform to the master in his mind, he will not hesitate to sweep himself out of the house.

After sitting down at the long table, Li Qi looked at the long line of men and women behind the butler, who were the servants of the castle, waiting to be received by the new master.

Waving his hand to stop the knight's clamor of "where is the beauty", he said in a languid tone: "So, Sebadian, let's begin." ”

Resurrected from the dead, met the goddess, traveled through the plane, and prepared for the revolution. After a series of tosses, Richie's psychological quality has become extraordinary, and there is no obstacle to taking on the identity of Richie Prell.

However, with Sebadian's introduction, Li Qi became more and more resistant to this identity.

Sure enough, you shouldn't have any hope for this mortal world whose standard of living is in the Middle Ages, and the disappeared Brother Rich-Prell has written off the guilt that occupies your body.

Men have ignored all women, whether they are stacking covers, sweeping the floor, washing clothes, or helping cooks, their bodies are either thick and round, or skinny. The facial features are either flat as if they have been run over by a millstone, or all parts grow savagely. I can see it a little bit, and I smile and show a mouth full of buckteeth, and it is black and yellow.

Richie sighed and nodded, and the gesture was over.

"Next ......"

Li Qi wanted to ask about his marital status, and then beat around the bush to mention the right to the first night...... Well, let's get a pretty little maid first.

In his previous life, Li Qi was twenty-five years old and still a magician, as ordinary as most of the people in the city, and the moment he rescued the little girl, his humanity reached its peak.

The task assigned by the goddess, he was desperate in his heart, and there was no sense of reality at all. It's better to use your identity to solve the magician's job transfer task first, and forget about the regrets of his previous life, at this time he is so vulgar.

The butler said coldly: "Master, I'm afraid you have to consider pawning or transferring some rights to the territory in order to repay the debt, I have listed the items in order of value from large to small: the right to collect taxes in the town, the land rent of serfs and freemen, the right to collect corpses in the estuary, the right to cut down timber in the territory, the right to tax the transit merchants, the right to the first night, ......"

"What!"

The last item made Li Qi react: "Debt? I still owe money?"

"That's ......"

The butler took out a form from his arms, put on his glasses, and mentally tortured Li Qi for half an hour.

"Here's the thing, to put it simply, the former viscount owes a total of nine thousand four hundred gold bushels to seven lords, including His Majesty the King, and you must pay off these debts within three months, and you now only have forty gold bushels in your treasury. ”

The butler said in the tone of reading the dinner menu: "Sir, given the financial situation of the territory's average annual net income of less than two hundred gold bushels, you are bankrupt. ”

"The transfer of rights in the territory is only a positive start, but it is far from enough to repay the debt. If you fail to pay this debt, your fiefdom will be confiscated after three months, your title will be revoked, and you will become the king's private property. ”

"I'm going to ...... it"

Richie's sense of reality and anger rose in sync.

The former viscount was really a cheating son's father! gambling, drinking, having fun, incurring a lot of debt, and then dying!

No wonder he inherited the title smoothly, and no relatives jumped out to fight for the family property.

The goddess is even more of a big pit! I don't even give a hanging, and I start with negative assets, isn't this not glorious if I am not destitute?

The knight is still adding to the chaos: "Young master, marry a rich widow! With the appearance of the young master, it is no problem to exchange 10,000 gold bushels!"

The butler mended: "Mr. Sardar's advice is valuable. ”

Li Qi ignored these words, and like a drowning man looking for a straw, he asked in a panic, "Is there any movable property that can be sold?" I mean apart from the land and the bunch of rights. ”

The butler coughed, "Your father ......"

"I know", Li Qi hugged his head, what could be sold had already been sold, and what was left in his hands.

"There are still dozens of inmates in the cell, and they are basically in good health. If you contact the slave trader as soon as possible, you can also get some gold bushels. ”

The butler's tone was rather calm, as if he were talking about how many pigs there were in the pigsty. Even if he was stunned by Li Qi, there was no fluctuation.

"What crime have you committed?"

Li Qi's morality has not been updated, and he subconsciously gives birth to disgust.

"Paying taxes, evading servitude, cutting down trees, insulting lords, urinating under signs, stealing, fighting, having indescribable relationships with sheep and pigs......"

The housekeeper listed a list of crimes, and as for felonies such as murder, they were basically hanged every other day, and they would not be locked up forever.

When a slave can't be sold for much money, it is not in line with his morality, and it deviates from the red route set by the goddess for him.

Li Qi was trying to release these people on the grounds of "the new lord ascending the throne and amnesty for the world", but of course some dangerous elements were not among them, and the butler said: "There are a few young girls, and they should be able to sell for a good price." ”

After a moment of silence, Litch said to the knight, "I'll go and see and lead the way." ”

Viscount Prell's castle was originally a military fortress, and although it was dilapidated, it was not small in size, with quite spacious underground prisons.

Accompanied by Sardar and the guards, Litch arrived at the prison, where the prisoners were ragged and unkempt, and could not distinguish between men and women, which caused him to fall into a low mood and even have the idea of "selling as much as he can".

The smell of the prison made Li Qi nauseous, pinched his nose and was about to leave, like the timid voice of a little mouse, and shouted: "Master, please let my grandfather go!

This is a little girl, locked up with an old man, also ragged, but with a very different temperament from the people under Li Qi.

"You can't afford to pay the road tax when you cross the border," the jailer said, flipping through the prison records.

Li Qi was speechless, the nobles of this world are part-time mountain kings? Okay, nobles are actually mountain kings with an establishment.

"Please, sir, let me do anything, save my grandfather......"

The little girl, about ten years old, rushed to the fence and shouted at Richie.

Li Qi's heart trembled, the little girl he saved in his previous life was so big......

Thinking about it carefully, he didn't regret that he sacrificed his life to save people, and even had a sense of pride and accomplishment.

He walked to the cell and crouched down in front of the little girl.

Looking directly at the little face covered in dust and dirt, the emerald pupils were filled with tears, reminding him of the dew rolling on the green leaves.

The embankment in Li Qi's heart, which was still between the past life and this life, was quietly disintegrated by the little girl's tears, and the world became real.

He took the little girl's hand, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

The little girl's grandfather was too weak to move, and he nestled in the corner, outstretched his arms and shouted "don't".

Don't want anything? Richie didn't care too much, he didn't have the slightest evil thoughts.

Then he heard clearly, the old man was shouting, "Don't cry!"

Probably because his hands were too warm and his expression was too kind, the little girl's tears came out of her eyes......

The next scene made Li Qi finally have an intuitive understanding of this world of gods and demons, although he was completely stunned at that moment.

A thick black mist suddenly gushed out from the little girl's body, weaving tumbling jet-black wings, and a circle of decorations close to the crown appeared on her forehead, and you could see a trace of black mist circulating.

Her eyes were as bright as two cold full moons, and her teardrops were like literal pearls with broken threads, shining and falling one by one.

Then Li Qi also cried, it hurts-!

The little girl's slender hands pushed waves of piercing pain into his palm, and then to the bottom of his heart, his heart like a flower under the sewing machine.

Under the severe pain, Li Qi felt that he was no longer separated from the world. The memories of the original owner of the body are passing by one by one, rubbing together with the memories of his previous life, and it is difficult to distinguish them from each other.

"Witch!"

"It's a real witch!"

"Mom, I'm not pure anymore!"

Sardar and the guards howled behind him, as if they had been tortured worse than Richie's.

Witch?

The goddess only gave him the general background of Finn's world, and the details were not clear. The original owner has memories of the "witch", but it is a terrifying existence beyond the devil. If it is so terrifying, how can it be captured alive by mortals?

But what is the abnormality of the little girl in front of her?

A light screen suddenly popped up in the field of vision, and a line of words quickly swiped: Steady state discrete divinity detected......

The voice of the goddess popped up in her head: "Great! I knew it was right to throw you away! I found the fallen god so quickly! Hurry up and make her my devout follower!

Don't, the witch didn't figure it out, and what kind of divine depravity and divine priesthood were there. And this little girl is a god or a demon, I don't know if she's a mortal after all, you let me and her Amway "everyone becomes a god"?

Can I say that......

It hurts!

Li Qi burst into tears, so frightened that the little girl pulled away her hand and retreated again and again.

The black fog dissipated, her pupils returned to normal, and she became panicked.

"Witch!"

Sardar drew his sword and shuddered as he approached the cell.

Trembling is trembling, this guy's loyalty is quite sufficient, the light on the sword is faintly circulating, it is he urging the fighting spirit: "Young master, the witch is an existence that is more evil than the devil, and she must be killed immediately!"

In the corner, the old man struggled and shouted, "Fini is the holy daughter of the fallen god!

Well, add the Holy Maiden......

Salda and the guards screamed at the witch.

The goddess cries out in her mind that she has fallen into the gods.

The old man muttered to the Holy Maiden.

Li Qi shouted in his heart, "Who came to tell me what the hell is going on!?"