Chapter 232: Rodhart
Through the transmission of holy light, Caleb appeared on the city wall in an instant.
He walked to the castle tower with ease.
Several soldiers guarding the tower saw Caleb's arrival.
All of them showed respect in their eyes, and they saluted one after another.
Some of them didn't even stop them, and some even pushed the door open with courtesy.
Caleb was accustomed to it, and nodded to the guards before entering.
As soon as you enter, you will be greeted by a huge round table and a few chairs.
A map was hung on the wall, and only a few braziers were left to be placed around.
The flames burned the charcoal inside, and the warm wind created by opening the door blew on Caleb's face.
Caleb looked at Leon, who was standing in front of the map, and found a chair to sit down.
"General Leon, what are you looking for me?"
Leon instantly turned around and laughed.
"Hahaha.... Caleb, you are here, and I am sorry to come to you while you are resting. β
Leon had a slightly embarrassed look on his face.
"I really have to come to you for this matter."
Caleb smiled faintly and said:
"It's okay, if the general has anything, just open his mouth directly, you're welcome."
Leon nodded, and he took out an edict and badge and handed it to Caleb.
Caleb picked up the edict, looked at it twice, and threw it on the table like garbage.
It was the king's edict again, asking him to become a nobleman's order.
"What do you mean? General Leon, you should know I've refused. β
Caleb couldn't help but frown as he looked at the edict that had been thrown on the table.
"Does the king not know that I have refused?
Continuing to dwell on it like this will only make me hate it even more. β
"Don't say that, Lord Caleb, this is the king's edict, and we dare not disobey it.
And why do you refuse this noble thing, it's a good thing. β
Caleb waved his hand, his face expressionless and indifferent.
"I still say the same thing, I refuse, I don't want to and can't be a nobleman."
Boom!
"What's so bad about being a nobleman!"
A cold wind poured in through the suddenly open door, and a young man's voice came in.
Caleb looked at the man and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, what a handsome young man.
He looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in ornate silver-gray armor with a gold-encrusted sword at his belt.
Her long blonde hair was tied together, and her sword eyebrows didn't look girly at all.
From the fluctuation of magic in that armor and the sense of danger that came from that sword.
Caleb knew the equipment and weapons were expensive.
It is definitely a hand-me-down equipment that can only be owned in a high position.
The young man stared at Caleb angrily, and at a young age, he already had a trace of the momentum of a superior person.
Leon hurriedly stood up, frowning slightly but respectfully to the young man:
"Your Highness Rodhart, why are you here, it's better that you don't get involved in this matter."
His Royal Highness Rodhart, upon hearing the name, Caleb nodded in understanding.
This person should be the second prince of the kingdom, Prince Rodhardt.
It is rumored that he is a genius who graduated from the Royal Academy of Magic at a young age.
Caleb was still recalling Rodhart's message.
Here, Rodhart had already crossed Leon.
"Get out of the way, General Leon, and I'm going to ask this Caleb Liccock."
Rodhart walked up to Caleb and looked down at him.
"Caleb Liccock, why don't you agree to become a nobleman?"
Caleb came back to his senses, faced Rodhart's questioning, and asked with a smile:
"Why should I become a nobleman?"
Rodhart was stunned for a moment, and for a moment he didn't know how to speak.
After thinking for a few seconds, he said:
"If you become a nobleman, you can have inexhaustible money."
Caleb shook his head and said with a smile:
"I can now earn money in one day that the average person can't use up in a lifetime, and I'm satisfied."
Rodhart frowned, and continued:
"If you become a nobleman, beautiful girls will fall in love with you, as many as you want."
Caleb still smiled and shook his head, but there was already a hint of disgust in his eyes.
"No, I already have a partner, and I'm not going to ask for more."
Rodhart still didn't give up, and pressed his hands on the table to approach Caleb.
"You can own territory, and one decision of yours is enough to affect tens of millions of people!"
Caleb put away his smile and shook his head.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to decide other people's affairs."
"When you become a nobleman, you can do whatever you want."
"Freedom? But freedom without restraint is nothing more than a lair that gives birth to demons. β
..........
After a series of questions, Rodhart gasped, looked at Caleb in front of him, and couldn't help but say angrily:
"Isn't that what you people want?
The number of people who want to become nobles is innumerable.
With such a great opportunity in front of you, why don't you accept it? β
Caleb laughed angrily, and he clapped his hands and sighed:
"Hahaha.... Rumors say how powerful and wise His Highness Rodhart is.
Now it seems that he is just a little ghost living in his own world. β
Rodhart was instantly angered by Caleb's words, and one hand was already holding the long sword at his waist.
"You don't respect the royal family! Insulting the royal family is punishable by death! β
Swish!
The cold light pointed at Caleb's neck, as if it was about to be cut off in the next second.
Leon on the side hurriedly pressed Rodhart's hand.
"Your Highness, rest your anger. Rest your wrath, Lord Caleb, and say less....."
Leon was really afraid that Rodhart would do it, and his small body was not enough for Caleb to fight with one hand.
If you don't get it right, you will die, and when the time comes, Caleb will fly away, and he won't be able to go.
But Caleb would not stop there, he shook his head and said:
"How many people want to become noble? It's really funny....
Let me tell you, there are countless times more people who fear, dislike, and hate the nobility than that! β
The heavy pressure instantly enveloped the entire tower, and the sound of clicking kept coming.
The entire city tower was actually pressed out of cracks by the simple momentum.
"What are the nobles, but they are just pests lying on the commoners and sucking blood!"
Caleb's angry voice echoed above the towers and walls.
"Have you ever been to a slave house? Have you ever seen people who are displayed like commodities?
There, in addition to being used as a coolie, the man is a venting tool that can be tortured and killed at will.
Women can even be picked up on the spot, inspected like commodities, and played with wantonly.
And this inhumane place does not serve those tyrannical and lustful aristocrats! β
Caleb walked towards Rodhart step by step, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.
Leon struggled to protect himself in front of Rodhart, but was pressed to the ground by the weight.
He opened his mouth to shout, but found that he could not make any sound.
I could only watch with red eyes as Caleb approached Rodhart step by step.
"Do you know the slums? There, even eating became a luxury for the poor.
The people there are skinny, and killing and eating are everywhere.
For the sake of a bite, you can even eat your own flesh and bones, which is even more ferocious than a beast!
All of these are due to the tragedy caused by heavy taxes and heavy taxes, which led to the destruction of families and deaths.
How could those money-hungry aristocrats care about these human lives that seemed insignificant to them! β
Rodhart's face changed for a moment, from a red face to an extremely white face.....
"The crimes committed by these nobles are enough for them to spend 10,000 years in hell after they die.
Endure the scorching fire of karma all day long!
But none of this can undo the crimes they have committed against their lives! β
The heavy pressure suddenly relented, and Caleb stood in front of Rodhart, extremely close.
Rodhart, who was once again free, looked at Caleb in front of him and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Rodhart's face was full of disbelief, and he roared:
"Impossible! Slavery has been abolished in our country, and there can be no slaves left.
And every year we check the income of civilians in each province, and even increase slightly every year.
I haven't heard of the slums you are talking about, they can't exist. β
Leon on the side stood up and looked at Rodhart, with a little more unbearable in his eyes.
"General Leon, I'm not wrong."
Rodhart turned his head and looked at Leon expectantly.
Leon opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
Rodhart doesn't know, will he, the great general, not know?
There were even times when it was worse than Caleb said, and he had seen this kind of thing a long time ago.
Facing Leon, who didn't reply for a long time, Rodhart's face gradually sank.
"General Leon..... Is this true? β
Rodhart's voice trembled a little, and he didn't want to believe it was true.
Caleb snorted coldly and walked outside.
"You don't know anything, you're as naΓ―ve as the frog at the bottom of the well.
I will always only see that round sky, and think that this is all there is to the world. β
Caleb passed by Rodhart and gave him a nonchalant look.
"You feel like what you call money, beauty, power.
None of them is stained with the blood and sweat of the people at the bottom.
This power and status, forged by wailing and fear, is nothing more than rubbish. β
Caleb ignored the trembling boy and walked straight out.
"Wait, Lord Caleb!"
Leon's voice came, Caleb stopped in front of the door, he turned his head and said lightly:
"What? Will the general also punish me for my sins? β
Leon looked at Caleb, feeling the distance that had been slightly narrowed before getting farther away.
His face hesitated, changed several times, and finally he said firmly to Caleb:
"There are indeed many pests in the kingdom.
But His Majesty the King will never give up his people.
There were also people among the nobility who really cared for the commoners.
These pests will not always exist, and one day we will completely eradicate these pests. β
Caleb couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and he turned his back to Leon and waved his hand.
"I'm not one of those crazy people who kill me with a rod, I can tell who is good and who is bad.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have cooperated with you.
By the way, just tell the king! Don't pester me anymore, there's .....
Peace is good, but only those who win the war are qualified to say peace. β
Caleb disappeared into the city walls, leaving Leon standing in the doorway looking distracted in the direction of the forest.
"General Leon, is there really so many evil nobles in the kingdom?"
Rodhart's trembling voice came from behind Leon.
Leon turned his head to look, only to see Rodhart's face full of anger.
"Alas.... Your Highness, these are not things you need to worry about. β
"I know that the heir to the throne is my sister......"
Rodhart's face was calm, and he spoke calmly.
He didn't have any desire to fight for the throne in his heart.
"But the kingdom is my home, and now that there are pests in the house, how can I let this group of pests run rampant at will!"
Rodhart's face was full of indignation, and he wanted to eradicate the harmful nobles now.
Leon looked at Rodhart and said solemnly:
"You're going to offend a lot of people for it."
"Then uproot it!"
Rodhart stared at Leon with a determined look that showed he was serious.
Leon was silent for a few minutes, then took out a black badge from his bosom.
"Take this back to your father, he will give you what you want."
Rodhart looked at the badge in Leon's hand, a pitch-black raven.
"I got it....."