William didn't say anything more, and turned back to his room. In the afternoon, he would read a book in his room. Each one was given to him by Reha, with a specifier of how long he had to finish reading. After reading it, Leha also asked some William's reading experience.

In fact, William was full of confusion about the road ahead, and he even felt that he did not belong to this world. Because he has no way to cultivate Dou Qi, as for magic, because there is no magician in the cottage, no one knows whether he can learn magic or not. No vindictiveness, no magic. So he had no way of knowing what level of strength he was. Anyway, the cottage is a ninth-level warrior, and the ninth-level warrior can be regarded as stepping into the ranks of high-level warriors on the mainland.

William can't beat Bakken now. But Bakken wasn't going to be able to defeat William so easily. So William is not far from the strength of a high-level warrior.

The cottage was very muggy in the afternoon. The dense woods block the sun, but they can't keep the heat out. By this time most of the people had already taken a nap, but William could not enjoy the quiet afternoon. A thick copy of "A Brief Treatise on Warcraft" was placed in front of him. This book provides a detailed introduction to the world of various Warcrafts. They prey, survive, including about the possession of territory. When Reha gave him the book, he said, "If you can read this book, then you can understand the human world." ”

The wind rustled gently and gently the leaves. Sunlight shines through the swaying branches of the trees and falls on William's room like sparkling water. The sweltering afternoon quiets the whole cottage, and apart from the snoring of some people, it's easy to get sleepy.

However, William is now immersed in the world of the book. Sometimes I write down some of my thoughts in a book, and then I fall into deep thought. If the human world is really as simple as the one between Warcraft, then why is it now that humans are dominating this continent instead of Warcraft? William frowned, thinking carefully about the similarities between the little human common sense and Warcraft. The conversation between Reha and William appeared in William's mind. For the sake of profit and **?The interests of Warcraft are nothing more than food and pei, and **...... It's just to get more food and more rights to pay. And what about human beings, is it also for more food and more rights to make pets?

Fourteen-year-old William smiled and shook his head at the thought of this, denying his own thoughts. I didn't know that this idea was very close to reality. William thought of himself again, so what was he for?

"In order to survive in this troubled world. Yes, to survive!" William instantly gave the answer in his heart. He didn't know that most of the reason he had gotten this answer was because of the oppression that the magician had given him that day. Of course, even if William knew, he wouldn't admit it.

..................

Augustus, who was almost under house arrest in the back mountain, was also thinking about his future path. Unlike William, William also has a father who is like a life coach and a copycat who is willing to pay for him. And Augustus had nothing, except for his own mercenary group. But the mercenaries had already left him. When Augustus looked at the distant figures of his companions who had been born and died with him for many years, Augustus was not sad.

"The separation at this time is for a better reunion. Augustus whispered.

He didn't tell the mercenaries what to do in the future, but he was confident that his buddies would continue their path. The members of the Mandala Mercenary Regiment he single-handedly established will not lose hope because of a single defeat.

When I returned to the back mountain, it was already sunset. Not far away, several bandits were sweating and practicing each other. They were holding weapons that did not open their heads, but they did not spare their hands, and they were attacking each other's vital points everywhere. Augustus's eyelids jumped as he listened to the sound of the weapons clashing. He quietly watched the training of this group of big men, and did not understand why a group of bandits would train so hard. In his eyes, bandits are nothing more than a bunch of people who can only bully unarmed civilians.

"Hey, boy. Why don't you have some fun together? A big man looked at Augustus and smiled.

"Okay. Augustus gladly accepted.

The big man looked at Augustus with some surprise, and then turned to admiration. He had just seen Augustus observing them, and he had seen Augustus's face change slightly, but the courage to do it knowing that he couldn't do it made the big man accept this mercenary in a short time.

"Ian, give this little guy a weapon. The big man turned to the other bandit and said. The man picked up a weapon and brought it to Augustus.

"Come on, little one, with all your might, let me see what you're up to. Dahan laughed.

Augustus slashed a few times at will, adapting to the weight of the greatsword. With a loud shout, he swung his sword and slashed at the big man.

The moment the two swords intersected, the huge force of the shock made Augustus's wrist numb, and he took a few steps back in a row. And the big man was also shocked and took a step back. There was a burst of surprise in Dahan's eyes. Augustus didn't stop, and attacked the big man again, only this time it turned into a thorn, the big man smiled lightly, and his body spun around and flashed Augustus's sword and then elbowed into Augustus, Augustus raised his hands to block the big man's attack, and retreated back.

"Ha, the kid is not bad. Be careful. The big man said, and there was a burst of red light on his body. That's vindictiveness.

Augustus also urged his own vindictiveness and waited for it.

"Drink!" the big man roared, and rushed towards Augustus.

"Pop" Augustus caught the big man's move, but the fighting energy attached to Augustus's weapon seemed to be afraid of the red fighting energy, and the place where the red fighting energy intersected quickly extinguished, and the big man cut at Augustus again, and Augustus hurriedly lowered his head and flashed. In an instant, Augustus was suppressed by the Han and retreated.

The big man laughed wildly, turned around in place, and slapped his sword at Augustus.

"Smack...... Syllable...... Boom!" Augustus was unsurprisingly whipped away by the big man.

Augustus lasted only a few rounds under the big man before being defeated. Augustus stood up and wiped the blood lying on the corner of his mouth and smiled: "You don't lose a loss." Will I be able to play against you more often in the future?"

The big man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Of course you can." But boy, you're too weak. If you want to learn your skills well, it's useless to just practice against me, you have to fight the enemy in real combat. Only when your life is threatened will your potential be unleashed. ”

Augustus thought for a moment and said, "You're not bandits, are you? That's ......"

"Okay boy, there are too many types of fighting spirit on the mainland. Even Reggie Jones, a sword saint who has been famous for a long time on the mainland, does not dare to say that he can know all kinds of fighting spirit. If you want to practice your martial arts, we're always welcome. As for the fighting spirit in us, it was trained by myself. The Great Han interrupted Augustus. "By the way, my name is Roman. You can always come to me to practice in the future. ”

Augustus nodded, and went back to the back mountain.

As the days passed, the people in the cottage did the same thing every day as if they didn't know the passage of time. The only difference is that William is improving every day. Although it is only a little bit, it can be clearly seen after a long period of time.

The setting sun will shine the last bit of light on the world. The seaside city of Turan is reflected by the sea as if it had been transformed into a city made of gold. Beneath the surface of prosperity, poverty and disease are rampant. The influx of displaced people into the city of Turan led to a sharp increase in food consumption. The price of a loaf of bread has tripled, and ordinary people can barely survive the problem of food and clothing, and barley wine, which is often drunk, has now become a luxury. Only the rich can maintain their original luxury life. And the richest man in Turan City is, of course, the lord of the city, Viscount Beckett.

At this time, Viscount Beckett had completely lost the grievances he had when facing William, and the two women on the bed had no strength at all at this time, lying on the soft silver silk sheets like kittens, allowing the Viscount's big hands to roam in his sensitive area. They are in excellent shape, and their delicate skin is dripping with sweat, which adds a little ** to the room. The Viscount leaned on the head of the bed, enjoying the massage of the maids naked, and a person at the door was reporting to the Viscount the goods he had received from the homeless people today.

"Well, Ficot, you remember, we're tax-collecting, not charity-solving. In the future, things like seafood and beasts will have to be charged at half the current price. In addition, checkpoints are set up at various ports and wharves and on the way into the mountains, and those who want to go out to sea to fish must pay first, and those who want to go into the mountains to hunt must also pay first. I'll arrange more people for you, and if anyone who doesn't open his eyes dares not to pay, just kill him. After all, whether it's beasts or seafood, it's something in our territory. Hmph, these rotten things take our stuff on our territory and sell it to us, then we don't need to be kind. Do you understand?" said Viscount Beckett, getting angrier and angrier.

Ficott, the tax officer at the door, nodded his head repeatedly. In fact, he wanted to tell the viscount, "Those homeless people can't even solve the problem of food and clothing, how can they pay for it?" but the clever Ficott did not say this. Of course, he also understands that the protection fee has just been asked for on the Turan Mountain, and the Viscount can do whatever he wants in the Turan Mountain in a short time. At this time, you must not disturb the interest of Lord Viscount.

"Ah, yes, Lord Viscount. The daughter of a commoner in the north of the city is about to get married. According to the rules of Turan City, you need to enjoy your first night rights for seven days, ...... you see?"

The right to the first night was enjoyed by the lord for the first time with all the lower-middle-class women in the area. According to the lords, the maiden will bleed for the first time, commonly known as "falling red", which is a hoodoo that will bring bad luck to men, and only a noble lord with power and status can resist this power. And the lord's wealth can protect the peace of the couple in the future.

"Well, forget it. I'm not interested these days. Let them marry later. By the way, I heard that the Purple Gold Chamber of Commerce gave Sauron a batch of equipment a few days ago, is there such a thing?" Viscount Beckett said lightly. Of course, he wouldn't say that it was because he had just recently gotten two stunning beauties, and he was already very tired from rolling the sheets with them every day during this time.

"Well, yes, yes, but I heard that the caravan was robbed by William and them when they passed through Mount Turan, and William didn't say anything, and now the people from the Chamber of Commerce are back, and everyone is injured. As for the mercenaries who escorted the caravan, they were also driven out of Mount Turan. It's just that the goods were seized by William. Ficott's tone was filled with joy that could not be concealed.

The Zijin Chamber of Commerce is the largest chamber of commerce in Turan City, but it doesn't want to take the city lord seriously. This time he entered the mountain, and he didn't even return the customs duties and lost a batch of goods, which was of course a happy thing in the eyes of the cautious viscount.

"Well, let William rob them, okay!haha!!! I knew that I, Viscount Becket, had made the right decision to win over this gang of bandits. They lived up to my expectations of them, haha. Well, although the Zijin Chamber of Commerce lost a batch of goods this time, the tariffs still have to be paid. Ficott, you go to their chamber of commerce now and ask for money. Also, take a good look at their faces, and come back to me. The viscount laughed.

Ficott was full of disapproval, but on the surface he was still extremely impressed, and his mouth was full of sycophants.

"Ah, and also, Sauron's side has been making a lot of moves lately. You go and tell the city guard to let him strengthen the armed forces. However, he probably won't want to occupy us, after all, there are several bandit dens on the Turan hills. But we can't be careless, who knows if those bandits will come to Sauron?" said Viscount Beckett hatefully.