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Ronald spent three days in Gregory in torment, and during those three days he did not leave his hotel room for a single step. Even eating and bathing are arranged into the room.

You know, Ronald is not a person who likes to stay in his room.

But if he wasn't in the room, Ronald didn't know what to do.

No job, no friends, not even a goal to fight for.

Bored!

Even the inside of his body seemed to be crawling again, which made Ronald eager to find a tree stump and punch hundreds of times to vent his excess energy.

"I've seen those who practice sanda and martial arts before, go to the gym to practice every day when they are idle, or even fight sandbags there alone, and a dozen is half ......a day," Ronald lay on the bed and recalled his memories when he was on Earth: "Now that I think about it, I'm afraid it's also because my physical fitness is too good and my energy is too strong." ”

Just when Ronald felt that he was about to endure it to the limit, there was a sudden commotion in the street outside.

The noise came through the windows, as if the roof was about to be lifted.

Frowning, Ronald rolled over and got up from the bed, only to see that the street was full of people, and at some point, it was full of people.

Mercenaries, men, merchants, residents, people of all kinds seemed to gather in the streets, their eyes looking in the direction of the town gate.

However, these people are more mercenaries, and looking down from the windows on the second floor, mercenaries wearing weapons are standing on both sides of the street, looking serious, but they do not look urgent. They just stood there and watched, with strange expressions on their faces.

In the crowd, many local residents whispered, but they were extremely careful to make Ronald unable to hear it. However, a kind of worry and helplessness can be seen in their eyes.

The crowd gathered more and more, many people even wanted to step on the shoulders of others and watch from afar, from one end of the long street to the other, every corner that could stand people has been completely filled, and the shops on both sides of the street have long been familiar residents have poured in, occupying the space of the shops.

Even the old Jack's blacksmith shop opposite, the sound of hammer knocking that had been almost non-stop day and night for the previous two days was no longer audible at this time, the door of the shop was open, and more than a dozen residents stood inside pointing and pointing, and even Old Jack stood there with a serious expression.

The residents of the town are suddenly so arrogant, anyone can see that something is happening, and I'm afraid it's not a trivial matter.

Pulling the rope, Ronald was ready to let the guy in and ask.

The bell rang, and it was a long time before I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in. ”

The boy pushed open the door, sweating profusely, his face was red and puffing, and even his clothes were a little messy.

Following Ronald's eyes, the young man immediately noticed the problem with his clothes, a shy smile appeared on his face, and he reached out to smooth out his folds: "Sir, what do you command?"

"It's okay, I just wanted to ask, what's going on outside?" Ronald asked, standing by the window, pointing out.

"Sir, it is said that the Barnett family escort is about to return. The young man said with a worried look on his face.

"The Barnett family?" Ronald looked at him with a strange look on his face.

"Yes, the Barnett family is the surname of Lord Grégory, and about a hundred years ago, Gregory was the domain of the Barnett family. ”

"Who is the escort?"

"Yes...... Young Master of the Barnett Family. ”

Ha~

The corners of Ronald's mouth grinned, revealing a playful smile: "The escort team of the Barnett family escorted the boys of the Barnett family back? Are you sure it's not an escort?"

You know, escort generally refers to the treatment of prisoners!

"Sir, if it was to escort Young Master Barnett back to Gregory, it would not have caused such a big sensation. The boy shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless.

Ronaldella sat down in a chair and motioned for the boy to continue.

"About three months ago, Viscount Barnett accidentally fell from his horse while hunting, and it is said that Viscount Barnett was so badly injured that he could not even wait for the priest of the Holy See to rush to his rescue. ”

"Originally, the only son of the viscount, Yin Eun Barrett, would inherit the title and become the new lord of Gregory. However, the younger brother of the Viscount suddenly came back from out of town and took the inheritance appointment letter issued by the royal family to occupy the property of Young Master Yin Eun......"

Ronald asked suspiciously, "You mean that just after the death of the Viscount, his younger brother came to Gregory with the royal letter of succession?"

"Yes!" the boy shrugged, a look of annoyance.

"The royal family should be in the national capital, right? It seems that the national capital is quite close to Gregory. Ronald smirked.

"I haven't been to the capital either, but I've heard that even riding a fast horse takes a month! This is obviously a malicious usurpation of the family property!" said the young man through clenched fists and gritted teeth.

I'm afraid it's more than that!

The previous viscount had just died, and he could return to Gregory with the royal letter of appointment, either the letter of appointment was forged, or ...... The death of the previous viscount is probably worth pondering.

Unless the royal family also wants to usurp the territory of the Barrett family, so he joined forces with the members of the Barrett family to assassinate the viscount, and then took advantage of the situation to seize Gregory's territory.

However, it is also a royal family of a principality, so I don't think I would make such an idiotic move.

Even if it is to deprive the Barrett family of their territory, a small viscount will not allow the royal family to make such a flawed but extremely gaffe plan, there must be a better and more perfect plan to execute.

No matter how bad it is, it will be charged with the previous crime of rebellion, and then the grandiose general's territory will be returned to the hands of the royal family.

"It seems that someone is too covetous of the title of viscount and the status of the lord of a city, so his brain is dizzy. Ronald had a look of disdain on his face: "Power makes people crazy, but crazy people are destined to have nothing to do with power." ”

In his previous life, Ronald could be regarded as having seen a lot of capable people, rich and powerful, he had more or less contact with them. So Ronald knows very well what the people who can really hold the power are like, and what their style of doing things is.

I have to say that this younger brother of the former viscount really took a bad move.

Ronald remembered the men he had seen in the tavern of the village called Jesso the other night, the sick, protected young man, who seemed to be called Young Master Barrett, right?

It would be even more interesting if the boy who had been unconscious, had a high fever, and even had to follow the priest with him, was the only son of the late viscount.

The previous viscount died unexpectedly, but the only son who had the right to inherit was unconscious, and was taken away from Gregory by several seemingly loyal subordinates, it seems that this fool who usurped the viscount title is at least not as stupid as he imagined, otherwise he would not have forced his own nephew to this part.

However, looking at today's posture, the heir of the viscount seems to be unlucky, and he was chased back a few days after he escaped.

With a wave of his hand, the boy left the room.

Through the door, Ronald could hear the young man's hurried footsteps running downstairs.

It wasn't long before the sound of horses neighing was heard, and the crowd downstairs parted a path.

At the end of the street, a group of soldiers on horseback, heavily armed, appeared in front of everyone.

The tall horses were swarthy and sturdy, and the soldiers riding on them were in armor, with long swords at their waists and a banner in their hands. On the flag is clearly the coat of arms of the Barrett family, who have been stationed in Gregory for many years.

Two rows of soldiers, a total of sixteen people, opened the way in front, and behind were several middle-aged men who were also riding horses.

These men were obviously different from the soldiers in front of them, they rode in a more casual posture on their horses, but they held the reins of their horses with one hand, and the hilt of their swords at their waists with the other, and looked guarded and arrogant.

Their armor is not uniform, nor does it have any symbols, but the cloak behind them is uniformly embroidered with the pattern of a sturdy snow-white ice wolf!

Behind them was a fully enclosed carriage with its doors closed so that it could not be seen from the outside. But judging from this posture, the one sitting inside is probably the unlucky Viscount's legitimate heir.

Behind the carriage, there were also several middle-aged men wearing ice wolf cloaks and armor, and these men were holding a thick rope in their hands, and behind the rope was a middle-aged man with a Chinese face.

The middle-aged man looked tired, his hair was messy, his face was covered with blood from the whipping, and the skin on his body was tattered, and the exposed skin was also scarred.

At this moment, where does he still have the momentum of a superior, and some are just embarrassed like a prisoner. His hands were firmly bound by ropes, and his legs staggered, like a tired old dog, dragged by the men in front of him.

Fortunately, there are more people gathered here, and these soldiers can't let go of their speed while riding horses, otherwise, with his current body, let alone running with horses, it would be impossible for even a normal person to walk at a speed.

The man with the national character face looked at the crowd gathered around him, a glimmer of brilliance suddenly bloomed in his dim eyes, raised his head, and shouted loudly in a hoarse voice: "The sacred inheritance is inviolable, and the usurper will be punished by the law!"

Syllable!

A horsewhip slammed into his face, blood from the corner of his eye to his chin, and the flesh rolled up, almost revealing his bones.

"Honestly, it's come to this point, and I don't even know how to resist!" a knight in an ice wolf cloak raised his whip and cursed viciously.

"The lackeys of the Ice Wolf Mercenary Regiment! When His Majesty the Emperor's investigation team comes to Gregory, your crimes will be exposed, and all that awaits you is hanging!"

Syllable!

Another whip was struck, but this time not in the face, but in the shoulder.

The man's body could no longer support it, and he fell to the ground after screaming in pain.

"Damn, hurry up and stand up for me, I'm about to go to the Viscount's Mansion, don't want to waste time here!" The knight tugged hard on the rope in his hand and forcibly pulled the man with the national character face who fell to the ground.

The man endured the pain and the exhaustion coming from his body, and raised his head like a walking corpse.

The desperate and resentful eyes swept subconsciously, and suddenly met the eyes of Ronald at the hotel window.

Subconsciously, a glimmer of light bloomed in the eyes of the man with a national character face.

Behind the window, Ronald looked at the eyes of the man with a Chinese face staring at him on the street, and subconsciously felt bad, and instinctively stepped back and retreated from the window.

"Damn, how can I feel ominous when I'm stared at by him?" Ronald muttered as he stood inside the room.