Chapter Twenty-Eight: Conceit or Arrogance?

Fafer shuddered, straightened his chest, and replied with a full sense of anger, "Yes, my lord." ”

Watching Fafer leave his back, Thunder smiled and shook his head, yawned, and turned back to the bedroom. With the help of the servant, take off the ornate but cumbersome viscount suit. Lying in bed, thinking about tomorrow's itinerary, I fell asleep unconsciously.

The next morning, before dawn, Thunder woke up. Under Lisa's service, she changed into civilian clothes and had breakfast. Surrounded by hundreds of soldiers, they rode in a carriage and patrolled the entire territory.

After the fiefdom nobles were canonized, they would usually symbolize the next day to inspect the territory, which was to show the majesty of the new lord, and it became a practice over time.

Later, the nobles of the fiefdom either attended banquets or shrank in the castle and rarely went out. The following villages and towns have their own territory officials to manage, and the lord only needs to send people to collect taxes at that time.

Lei Ming has been a viscount for almost three months, and now he is only patrolling the territory, which is indeed a bit out of line. However, it is far from the twenty-fifth king of the kingdom, Bill Newgate, who agreed with his ancestors to promote Grant City to a medium-sized city, and that king did not go to the royal realm until his death after inheriting the throne.

This also made all the fiefdom nobles very dissatisfied at that time, and compared with the two, these nobles became clowns and lowered their status for no reason.

Looking at the eyes of the territorial officials, Lei Ming couldn't laugh or cry. It was three months late to come to inspect the territory, and these people were not only not dissatisfied, but looked in awe, and it seemed that the two meetings of the Viscount Mansion had impressed these people.

Now that the prestige has been established, there is no need to look closely. He casually inspected the entire territory, dealt with occasional minor problems, and returned to the Viscount's Mansion in the afternoon.

The accompanying officials of the territory glanced at each other, breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally sent the plague god away. Everyone secretly prayed to the gods of faith, hoping that the lord would abide by the customs of the nobility, and this was the first and last time to patrol the territory. Their expressions are unprecedentedly religious, and some of them have even changed from pan-believers to true believers.

In the study, Lei Ming leaned comfortably on the chair, looking at the red energy mark of the "Book of Destiny", which increased by 3%, and was in a happy mood. The day is not in vain, although the increase is not much, but no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat! Now the energy indicator has reached 33%, and it is believed that it will soon reach 100%.

Bang!

The door was pushed open, and Fafer walked in embarrassed, knelt on one knee, and said in shame: "My lord, you have not done a good job in what you have explained, please punish you." ”

"Let's get up first. Thunder frowned, looking Fafer up and down. His face was pale, the corners of his mouth were bloody, his clothes were charred as if they had been burned by fire, and his bare skin was covered with scars. "Lisa, send someone...... , go to Port Vale and invite the Grey Bishop of Esker, the Temple of Nature. ”

At this moment, he realized that several temples in Grant City's most outstanding healing skills had been offended by him.

"Tell me what's going on?" asked Lei Ming.

"My lord, there are more than three hundred of those mercenaries, and the highest strength is only a level 12 knight, and all of them have not left. According to your orders, your subordinates took more than 700 soldiers and began to encircle and suppress. When more than 100 people were killed, two magicians appeared in the field. One of them is a level 13 high-level magician, and the other.... Fafer shuddered, a hint of fear and longing flashed in his eyes, and continued, "The other is a level 17 magician. ”

"How is that possible?" Lei Ming's expression was shocked, and his face became quite ugly.

In this world, after all, the strong are still respected, and the higher the strength, the higher the status. Although the 17-level Sky Knight claims to be comparable to the Viscount of the Fiefdom, there is no aristocratic identity, and it is widely agreed that the 20-level peak Sky Knight can be compared. And the magician, as long as he reaches level 17 magician, his status is comparable to that of a fiefdom viscount.

The reason why the two are so different is that mages have the advantage of spells in large-scale battles. Compared to knights killing one by one, a mage's spell is enough to empty a piece. Moreover, if the mage has a premeditated plan to hide in the shadows and kill people, it is enough to kill three knights of the same class.

Lei Ming's good mood disappeared, and he asked in a deep voice: "The other party let you come back, it must be for you to bring something!"

Fafer shook his head blankly, remembered for a moment, and said, "My lord, they didn't say anything. By the way, the level 13 mage among them seems to be Roland, the branch leader of the Grant City Mage Guild. ”

"It's not like, it is. Lei Ming stood up, and took off the long sword on the wall without moving. The light in his eyes flickered, as if he had pierced through the door, saw the scene outside, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency Roland and another mage, since you are here, please come in!"

"Viscount Thundering, I didn't expect your senses to be so sharp. The last time I was assassinated at the city gate, I thought it was a coincidence that I killed that assassin. It doesn't seem that there is a problem with my bureau, but that you are inherently special. The door was pushed open with a loud bang. The gloomy middle-aged man was in front, and Roland was a step behind and walked in.

"Let me introduce myself, this magician's name is Cussman, a level 17 magician, and Roland's senior brother. Kusman proudly introduced himself, glanced at the seriously injured Fafer, and said with a smile: "Viscount Thundering, are you satisfied with this gift I have now?"

"Satisfied, and thank you to Your Excellency Cusman for showing mercy to your subordinates twice. Lei Ming took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and tried to squeeze out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said: "Your Excellency Cusman, let's just say the purpose! ”

"Rejoice, this magician likes a nobleman like you who knows the times. Cusman pointed to Lei Ming's head, turned around, and said proudly, "Roland, how is it?" I have long said that there is no injustice in Senior Brother's move, now believe it! Say your conditions, I am here, I believe that Viscount Lei Ming will not refuse, haha." ”

Roland looked at Cussman, a trace of helplessness crossed his face, shook his head, and said, "Lord Lord, I have two conditions here, I hope you can agree." First, the tax rate on magic materials will be reduced back to its original price, and as compensation, it must be permanently reduced by one-tenth. Second, the Magic Tower wants my guild to use it for free, and as compensation, you can freely recruit some of the guild magicians. ”

Lei Ming thought for a moment and nodded. "Yes. ”

"No, it's too cheap for Thunder. Kusman brutally interrupted the two of them and said forcefully: "The first article must be changed, as compensation, the magic material tax rate will be permanently pardoned, and the second article, the magic tower guild will be free of trial, and the recruitment will be exempted." ”

The muscles in the corners of Lei Ming's eyes throbbed a few times, and his fists clenched and his muscles burst out. Is this guy really conceited, or arrogant, does he really think he can eat himself?

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