The mayor's face turned a little bitter, and he said, "The guards are almost dead, those who are not dead...... I see that many are already standing in your ranks, so there will be no more people here who dare to offend you. ”

"I hope so. Richard nodded, waved his hand in front of him, and said, "We are from the Alien Plane, but we are not the devil who kills and destroys." Don't be deceived by that weak god of courage anymore, we also have the gods behind us, and they are even stronger!

Quicksand stepped forward in response, opened the Book of Time in his hand, and a magical blessing fell on the old mayor. The mayor looked shocked, and the townspeople could clearly see a brilliant light fall on the mayor. The light was incomparably bright, bright and warm, and although it had the vicissitudes of time, it was also full of endless vitality, indicating that the camp of the true God was not dark and evil. Blessing is a simple secondary art, and is not at all at the heart of the system of theology like any healing or curse. But among the low-level divine arts, its light and shadow effects are the most striking and brilliant.

Seeing the effect of the magic with their own eyes, the townspeople immediately became in an uproar.

Richard seized the opportunity to exclaim, "We have come to follow the guidance and glory of the true God! I, Richard Akmund, am here and your lords, Sir Goyo and Baron Fosa, who have a fortune in this land. ”

As soon as Richard's proclamation came out, the townspeople relaxed. Conquests between nobles were frequent, and most of them were local lords who had lived for generations, and a few were freemen with crafts. No matter who becomes the lord, they are all lords, and their lives will not change much, just pay more taxes and less. However, in the first few battles, many soldiers died at the hands of Richard, especially those militiamen, whose relatives were basically locals, and naturally hated Richard. This kind of hatred composed of blood feuds is difficult to resolve, Richard knows very well, he doesn't want to resolve it, and the matter in front of him, as long as he uses fear to subdue them.

Mayor Mare asks a crucial question: "Lord Richard, are you planning to make this your domain permanent?"

Richard glanced at the old mayor and said meaningfully, "Of course! When I'm not here, it's up to you what you do. When I come back, just don't let me down. Now, pay all the taxes you were supposed to pay to the High Covenant!"

The mayor grimaced, trying to explain that it was not yet time for the traditional collection of taxes. A shrill cry suddenly rang out from among the townspeople behind him: "You demons of the Alternate Plane, get out of our world!"

A teenager screamed, brandished a short sword he had found out of nowhere, and rushed at Richard!

"Child, come back!" a middle-aged strong man ran out from behind him, his muscular body and dark skin showing strength. He tried to stop the boy, but he was too late.

"For the god of courage!" cried the boy, leaping to his feet and lunging at Richard!

However, his body suddenly lost its strength in the air, and he fell to the ground halfway, convulsed a few times, and never moved again. From the heart of his back, a thin wound slowly appeared, and blood was slowly pouring out of the wound, staining the clothes on his back red.

The splash stood in place, as if it had never moved, but the Eternal Sleep Guide had come out of its sheath at some point, and at this moment a drop of blood was dripping from the tip of the knife, and other than that, the blade was so clean that it seemed to have been freshly polished, leaving no trace.

"Son, I'm fighting with you!" the strong man's bloodshot eyes were bloodshot, and he waved his huge fist and strode towards Richard!

The girl seemed to move again, and then another drop of blood rolled off the blade of the Eternal Sleep Guide, who was already clean.

The big man struggled and took two more steps forward before falling headlong at the mayor's feet. Blood soon soaked the soles of the mayor's boots.

Richard didn't seem to see the two new corpses, but said to the mayor lightly: "See? I never make empty threats, and my patience and dignity cannot be provoked." I only follow the traditions of the nobility, but if you do not want to be my people, but must become my enemies, you are forcing me to become a devil. The devil doesn't need a leader. ”

"I see. Wait a minute, my lord, and I'll hand over to you the taxes due for the next season. With a bitter face, the mayor walked back to his small building.

Moments later, Richard left the town with the next season's taxes from Jovan: one hundred gold coins, two monster skins, and two boxes of books. These two boxes of books were all the books of all the genres that could be found in the town of Jovan, and they were worth the tax of three hundred ducats. In the mayor's opinion, it was naturally a good thing that these books, which were worth only one or twenty gold coins together, could be worth three hundred gold coins.

Thirty soldiers followed him away, and they received even more attention than Richard during the entire tax collection process. Almost every soldier who surrendered to the town of Jovan knew someone well, after all, the territory was so big, and in the past few decades, the people attached to the territory had already formed an intricate relationship.

The bloodied soldiers had no way to retreat and had to follow Richard to continue the fight. Compared to the townsfolk who dared to rush at Richard, they had extinguished their will to resist. The soldiers who had seen ogres and swift beasts knew that all resistance would be futile.

It was not until noon the next day that the baron's reinforcements arrived in the town of Jovan. It was an army of several hundred men, far larger than Sir Mintai's troops, but it was led by only three knights, and there were only a dozen veterans over rank 5 in the army. It can be said that the combat effectiveness of this army, which was piled up by numbers, was actually far less than the one that Mintae was destroyed, which is also the reason why they walked for a whole day after less than twenty kilometers of road.

The baron had already dispatched more than half of the army in his territory, and it was supposed that one sir should lead the army, but when the news of Goyo's disappearance and the death of Mintai and Huber came back, the remaining two sirs suddenly fell ill, and it was said that they couldn't even get out of bed, and naturally they couldn't come out to lead the troops to a bump. The baron himself is over fifty years old, and his eighth-level combat power is a high-level cannon fodder on the battlefield, and it is impossible for him to come forward to lead the troops. So in the end, the three knights who usually offended people a lot were pushed into the line of fire.

After the outpost team repeatedly confirmed that the invaders had left Jovan, the army roared into the town and retook the territory.

After figuring out what Richard had done here, the three knights were furious, believing that the mayor and the townspeople were suspected of colluding with the invaders. After being whipped, captured, and threatened, the knights were given a tax twice as high as Richard had collected, as a price for Jovan to prove his innocence and return to the barony. Of course, in front of them, it is impossible to save such things as books to offset taxes.

The slightly wealthier inhabitants of the town, as long as they could not raise enough powerful relatives to support them, were also ransacked.

At the same time, most of the adventurers who were still stranded in the town of Jovan were also captured, and these dozen adventurers were regarded as accomplices in assisting the invaders in the battle, which would also be a testament to the army's march. In the process of capturing the adventurers, naturally there were some armed conflicts, and several people died. However, in the face of the overwhelming numerical regulars, only a few of the adventurers who resisted eventually escaped.

In the eyes of the three knights, the adventurers of unknown origin are neither lords nor free people, and they are the best targets for the army, who can guarantee that they are not the guides of the invaders?

As for the town of Jovan, it was the domain of Sir Gauyo, and now Gauwan himself was not only missing, but his wife and children were taken by the invaders. It would be a long and complicated struggle to find another heir to the Sir Goyo's side blood, and even Baron Fossa could find some reason to reclaim the fief. In this case, Jovan Town is an ownerless piece of meat, anyone can come over and take a bite, anyway, it is not their territory, naturally it is not heartache. As for the so-called collected taxes, most of them went into the pockets of the knights and several leading officers as the pay for the operation, and a small part was paid to the barons.

The town of Jovan has been completely ransacked, and now the townspeople are even having a problem with how to survive this winter. Their main income was adventurers, mercenaries, travelers, and caravans, and after this turmoil, adventurers would not come to the barony for a short time. But who of the three knights cared about the lives of the townspeople, and it was not their domain, it was the responsibility of the missing Lord Goyo.

Everything that happened was as Richard had predicted.