Ferdinand felt a strong wind hit his chest!

He retreated half a step back without hurrying, and at the same time quickly withdrew his two-handed sword and unleashed a furious blow that was just right for Wilder's axe.

The long sword intersected with the battle axe, and a crisp golden sound was heard!

Ferdinand used all his strength for this blow, hoping to break through Wilder's defenses directly with his young strength.

But unexpectedly, Graymane's arm did not move at all, and no flaws were revealed.

Ferdinand could feel the terrifying power hidden in his not-so-tall body.

He didn't try to disarm his sword, as Wild's axe would probably have slashed through his chest.

Ferdinand then took advantage of the situation, blocked the axe with the hilt of his sword, and continued to Cheveld's throat.

The Lord of Horn of Plenty grinned, and with a nimble step that was completely disproportionate to his size, easily dodged the sword and circled to Ferdinand's side.

Wilder's strategy is simple, his Tomahawk doesn't have the same range as Ferdinand's longsword, so his chances of victory will be higher when he closes the distance.

But Ferdinand was not stupid, sensing Wilde's intentions, and immediately pulled out a large windmill and forced his opponent away again.

The two of you go back and forth, and in a moment they have exchanged dozens of moves, and no one can help anyone for the time being.

But as time went on, Wilder relied on his extensive combat experience to gain the upper hand.

He carefully controlled the distance between him and Ferdinand, patiently waiting for his opponent to reveal his flaws.

However, Ferdinand did not show any panic on his face after being approached, and his pace and sword momentum were not chaotic at all.

After another moment, Wilder suddenly jumped back, took the initiative to put away the battle axe, and said, "If you don't fight, you won't fight, let's compare it here today!"

A look of doubt flashed in Ferdinand's eyes, but he didn't say anything, and nodded when he heard the words.

"What family are you from?" Wilde asked again.

"Bathory."

Wilder struggled to recall the name, but searched his mind but found nothing, but that didn't stop him from appreciating the young man in front of him.

"Good martial arts, your swordsmanship is really solid!"

"You're not bad either."

"Alas, I haven't done anything with anyone for many years, and my hands are a lot rusty, and after a while, I began to gasp for breath, I was only called powerful when I was young, and once I went out and met a robber, I killed eight alone."

If it had been placed before, Ilea would have probably thought that the head of the Singleton family was bragging again.

But having just witnessed the tense and exciting battle, the female lord had begun to believe Wilder's argument that there was no opponent within a radius of hundreds of miles.

And after that, Wilde also said very well that he had covered all the travel expenses, car fares and meals from here to the royal capital.

The more Miss Rabbit looked at him, the more pleasing she became, and finally gladly agreed to join him.

In addition to his granddaughter Tonia, Wilder brought thirty guards and more than a dozen minions, making the team grow stronger and stronger.

The people left Cape Plenty and continued eastward, but soon after leaving the city, they heard a cry and a commotion.

The head of House Singleton looked a little unhappy, for just a quarter of an hour earlier he had been sharing his experience of managing the realm with Ilea and Ferdinand.

said how well he governed the Harvest Horn generation, not only were the robbers around him driven away, but the land rent was not high.

During the New Year's holidays, bread and wine are distributed free of charge, so that everyone can live and work in peace and contentment.

As a result, when I turned my head, I heard someone crying so sadly, it was like slapping him in the face.

Wilder stopped his horse, called his chief of guard, and commanded, "Look what those people are crying about." ”

Blake took the order, and returned a short time later, with a strange look on his face.

"Did you make that clear?"

"Clear."

"What grievances have they suffered?"

"This ......" The chief of the guard glanced at Li Yu, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

Wilde said impatiently, "Forget it, I'll go and meet them myself." ”

After speaking, the lord of Horn of Plenty did not wait for Blake to answer, but ran forward, and the rest of the people could only follow when they saw this.

There were four or five hundred of them, men, women, and children, most of whom were residents of Cape Plenty.

Wilde was also taken aback when he saw this, but he didn't call out to the guards, so he came to the front of those people and said solemnly.

"I am your lord, the patron of this land, the Greymane Wilder of the Singleton family, and you should all have heard my name."

"I swear to you in the name of the Singleton family, no matter who bullies you, I will call the shots for you!"

Far from calming the crowd, Wild's loud and generous declaration made the chaos worse, and the eyes of those people who looked at Wilder were full of fear and fear.

"Lord Greymane." The chief of the guard rushed over at this time, and said helplessly, "They are not coming at you. ”

"Not coming for me?" Wild was puzzled, "Then who else can they find to give them a head?" ”

"Merlin Prophet." Blake lowered his voice and said, "My lord, they are all cursed people, but they have been hiding in the city before, and they have not gone to the Grange. ”

"I don't know where I heard that the prophet Merlin could remove the curse, so they came out of hiding and gathered outside the city, hoping that the prophet Merlin could save their lives."

Wilder heard the great tremor, and although he cooperated with the Earth and Grain Church to issue an order to gather all the cursed people in one place, he also knew in his heart that there must be fish in the city that slipped through the net.

But Wild didn't expect there to be so many fish that slipped through the net.

The more the lord of Horn of Fertility thought about it, the more angry he became, the head of his dignified Singleton family all set an example and sent his favorite little granddaughter to the farm, why are these guys so unruly?

Wilder wanted to open his mouth to curse, but thought that if it wasn't for Helbert's constant persuasion, he wouldn't let Donia leave him, and he would die alone.

Moreover, his two sons also resisted the pressure of the church to keep them in the city.

Looking at the eyes full of longing in front of him, among them were several girls about the same age as Tonia, and the anger in Wild's chest also dissipated most of it.

After all, no one wants to die, and they don't want their loved ones to see each other for the last time before they die.

The lord of the Horn of Plenty immediately felt a little excited, and said to Blake.

"You're right, we can't take care of this, let's go and ask for Prophet Merlin."