Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 335 Stained Witness
"Gentlemen, let us applaud the mighty orc necromancer we captured in this battle—Mr. Ner'zhul!"

——As soon as Lord Shuangfengling said this, the minds of the southern nobles and local civilians present went blank in an instant:

Orcs... necromancers?
what is this?
And Xia Houyan didn't leave much time for them to think.

I saw the Duke of Shuangfengling clapping his hands, and the originally bright lights in the entire hall dimmed. The light emitted by the lighting crystals gathered into a bunch under the control of the mages of the Northern Blizzard Mage Group, pointing straight at the closed eyes. stage curtain.

In line with the change of light, the Igor Pioneering Army Military Band in the corner of the hall also put down the soft-sounding violin and organ, and played the snare drum with a tense rhythm, immediately creating an atmosphere of rain and wind. Tension.

The southern nobles who did not dare to breathe, stared at the curtain behind the lord, waiting——

Then, the temperature plummeted.

It was just after the new year, and the air on the north bank of the Lionheart River was still cold and humid as usual, but in the lobby on the first floor of "Kingfisher Feather".But it was warm and dry because of the roaring fire in the fireplace.

But suddenly, the southern nobles and local civilians in the hall felt a cold wind blowing from behind the curtain—this cold wind was so weird and intrusive that they all felt chills all over their bodies in an instant. , Heart trembling.

——Of course, this group of people must have never imagined that behind the stage curtain, there are several ice elf mages from the Northern Blizzard Mage Group at this time, and they are using their magic power to create a cold current.

And the creation of all these atmospheres is just for the protagonist's debut tonight:

With a sound of "squeak", the tightly closed blood-red curtain slowly parted from the center. The audience in the hall held their breaths and saw an indistinct dark figure appearing in the shadows behind the curtain.

Then, the figure opened the curtain and walked slowly towards the stage—his movements had a unique sense of slowness, every move seemed to be blocked by frost, but it could make any bystanders feel a sense of insensitivity. Inexplicable coercion.

"Everyone, let us welcome, Master Ner'zhul!" Xia Houyan cheerily took the lead in applauding.

Due to the monstrous power of the "President Southern Military Affairs", the southern nobles who have not been able to figure it out until now have no choice but to clap their hands——

——until they saw the true face of that figure.

Screaming and the sound of chairs falling from the auditorium at the same time, more than one southern aristocrat sitting in the front row fell off the chair, frantically trying to retreat, and even the bravest lady of the aristocracy had already Covering her vermilion lips with a fan, her pretty face turned pale:
Because emerging from the shadows was an extremely weird face!

No, it's definitely not human - but to the horror of "Kingfisher Feather" viewers, that's not even the face of an Eastern orc!That's right, it's the ugly facial features that are the hallmark of orcs, but this person's skin is not the common green of the orcs, but a strange light blue color, that kind of lifeless color, which can only remind people of the extreme north. The glaciers in the cold bone mountain range that have not melted for thousands of years!
And the most frightening thing is the eyes of this blue-skinned orc: his eyes are wrapped in the rising blue will-o'-the-wisp, and every time he takes a step forward, the strange flame will flicker ominously Afterimages of...

To be honest, the southern aristocrats who have never seen a few orcs in their life, even if they saw a normal orc with their own eyes, they would have turned their heads and ran away. The federal orcs are horrible creatures that grind their teeth, suck blood, and kill people like hemp!
But precisely because the orc's face was so weird, it frightened the southern nobles present:
Just staring at the eyes of "Master Ner'zhul" with the smoldering fire will give the southern nobles a sense of fear that their souls will be controlled by demons. They even feel that if they act rashly, the will-o'-the-wisp will come from "Ner'zhul" "Master" shot in the eyes, making them victims of eternal doom!

Among all the human beings in the audience, Xia Houyan was the only one who was the one who caused the crime. He squinted at Captain Kaedwin's (now renamed "Master Ner'zhul") ugly and strange Dourton-style blue face, and kept muttering about his grandma. The magic makeup given to Ya by the "Northern Blizzard Mage Group" is too awesome...

Fortunately, the southern nobles did not make any big jokes out of fear.

Because as "Master Ner'zhul" walked towards the center of the stage, there was finally a piercing sound of metal friction that woke up the shivering audience: They saw that at this moment, the wrists and ankles of this blue-skinned orc were tied It was fitted with a heavy chain, the thickness of which was more than enough to tie down an ice demon mammoth.

Coupled with the fact that the Duke of Shuangfengling was still standing on the stage calmly, the southern nobles realized that the blue-skinned orcs in front of them would not pose any threat at all!

So, they sat up straight again while wiping their sweat. Occasionally, some cowards who had just been frightened and fell to the ground loudly complained that their chairs were not stable at all in order to save face...

The calmer southern lords didn't bother to care about these wastes, but looked at the "Master Ner'zhul" grandly launched by the Duke of Shuangfengling with great interest:
This weird orc with flaming eyes and icy blue skin was also dressed in a strange way.

In the human mind, the rude orcs of the East should be wearing rough steel plate armor and carrying a long-handled sledgehammer, and every element of their body should express symbols such as "violence" and "barbarism";

But on the contrary, this blue-skinned orc "Master Ner'zhul", except for the chains on his hands and feet and the orcish taste, other costumes completely violated ordinary people's perception of Federation culture:
What he was wearing was not armor, but a mage's robe that can be seen everywhere in the empire: the thick robe woven with multiple layers of silk not only showed the unique luster of fine fabrics, but was even embedded with authentic Silver magic pattern!

As we all know, the magic pattern thread on the mage's robe is like an anti-counterfeit certificate to identify the identity of the magician. Only the Imperial Magic Association in the whole continent masters the production process, and only genuine magicians certified by the association have been allowed to wear this official Color career attire!
An extremely sad fact is that in Shuangfengling a year ago, although there were several mages sitting in the town, the entire territory could not even take out a magic-weave robe:

The lord has not graduated from the Academy of Magic, and Master Laurie has long been expelled from the magic world due to misbehavior. These two are not qualified to wear magic-weave robes at all-as for Lena Leslie and Wilson, they can wear them. Wear, no money to buy.

As a result, it wasn't until Calvino Spirit Master joined Shuangfengling with a group of elf foreign aid that this territory was completely lifted out of poverty and successfully removed the title of "Robe Wasteland".

However, the world is always fair, just like the capitalists have money even though the migrant workers have no money, even though Shuangfengling has no magic robes, it can't hold back other people's Rock Creek City!

At this moment, the magic robe worn by "Master Ner'zhul" is the uniform of an unlucky magister in Rock Creek City that the Eldridgeto people stole from Rock Creek City a while ago—in order to fit The figure of the orc captain Kaedwin, Eldridge also specially found a local tailor to make this robe one size bigger.

So, at this moment, the room full of southern nobles and local celebrities stared at the silver magic pattern on the mage robe of "Master Ner'zhul" and became stunned: As we all know, the silver magic pattern is the middle-level magician. exclusive texture, so...

A...orc...magister?

Although they had heard the introduction from the Duke of Shuangfengling long ago, they still felt a little dizzy when they saw a "beast magician" captured on the battlefield with their own eyes:

The elemental system on the mainland is mainly divided into three factions: the magicians of the human empire, the shaman priests of the orc federation, and the priests of the demon race—although this classification is not absolute, shaman priests may also appear in the human empire, and the demon race may also appear. It's not that there are no magicians, but an orc magician is still too rare:
After all, whether it is a priest or a shaman, driving the elements is essentially dependent on the blessings of the gods, and only human magicians mainly use their outstanding wisdom and precious elemental affinity to control magic—and it is generally recognized on the mainland Yes, the orcs are relatively stupid, and it is not easy to give birth to magicians.

But despite these racist views, the southern nobles had to admit that the "Master Ner'zhul" in front of them seemed to be a young orc magician:

There is no other reason. As soon as this guy came out, the whole room was filled with chills. It was simply a typical magic fluctuation exclusive to the strong. What's more, there seemed to be no other explanation for the two wisps of will-o'-the-wisp in his eyes other than magic. ...

"Y-Master Igor!" Marquis Moby Dicko turned pale and stood up from his chair, "This, this is..."

"Everyone, this is Master Alsace Ner'zhul from the Glorious Eastern Federation!" Xia Houyan announced triumphantly, "Master Ner'zhul was unfortunately captured by our army during the Battle of the Red River Valley. A prisoner of the 'Xiao Shan Ke' prison in Fengling East Bingku!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

In continental wars, element users have always been the most valuable strategic resources, capturing a magister-level figure from the enemy, this is another glorious feat that Shuangfengling can boast of for decades!

"Everyone, what's more interesting is..." Xia Houyan grinned, "We learned during the interrogation that this Master Arthas Ner'zhul is a necromancer!"

The crowd roared again.

"Necromancer?!" Marquis Moby Dicko said blankly, "But...but haven't there been no necromancer activities on the mainland?"

"There is no 'on the bright side'." Xia Houyan smiled, "Although necromancy is the most intolerable taboo in the empire, it seems that there are still necromancers living in their glorious federation. Space……"

Marquis Moby Dick wanted to ask again, but suddenly a nobleman jumped up nervously.

"Wait! Dear Master Igor! Necromancer!" The noble shouted loudly, "For example, if I remember correctly, the participating teams were attacked by orcs in the Kemal Manor during St. Are there any death knights made by necromancers?!"

Xia Houyan wouldn't tell the girls that the death knight was made by himself.

On the contrary, he nodded with confidence and said with a smile:

"Your memory is perfect! That's right, this Master Ner'zhul is the culprit who cooperated with the orcs to ambush and create death knights in Kemal Manor! The Glorious Federation trusts Master Ner'zhul's necromancer magic skills very much. So they sent him to the Land of Broken Soul to repeat the old trick...unfortunately, this time, they encountered Shuangfengling."

Everyone felt that all the uproar in this life had been exhausted today.

"That! Then we must behead this goddamn orc necromancer for the public!" Marquis Moby Dick raised his arms and got the approval of many noble colleagues, "Evil necromancers cannot be kept, they must be given Those warriors who died in the Kemal Manor will take revenge!"

Xia Houyan smiled and pressed his palms, signaling to everyone to stay calm and calm down, and said slowly:

"Revenge must be avenged, but this Master Ner'zhul cannot be killed for the time being... First, a necromancer is a necromancer, and there has always been no lower limit. After Master Ner'zhul was captured by our scouts, immediately I just expressed my willingness to surrender——When chasing and destroying the remnants of the 'Hammer of Purgatory' this time, Master Ner'zhul also drove the army of zombies to hunt down and kill our compatriots, and helped us a lot! Isn't it, dear Ner'zhul? Master Aozu?"

"Master Ner'zhul" nodded "painfully" upon hearing this.

The southern nobles immediately cursed angrily:

"In order to survive, this guy actually drives zombies to kill his own people? Guys who practice depraved magic are completely insane!"

"Necromancers are bastards!"

"Those who use necromancy are orphans without parents!"

"For the sake of the Holy Spirit, burn the heretics! Hurrah!"

For some reason, the Duke of Frost Maple Ridge looked a little embarrassed amidst the flood of righteous denunciations against Master Ner'zhul.

But soon, the lord sternly said:
"Everyone, the battle has not yet ended. I don't need to say much about the value of a necromancer on the battlefield--Mr. Ner'zhul's dog life, at least until after the war is over! At that time, I will personally put the flowers on the ground. Set fire to this orc heretic in the square to comfort the spirits of the warriors of the empire! As for the second reason why I didn’t kill Master Ner’zhul... Everyone, catch the ghosts of the empire, and it will fall on him!”

The ghost of the empire? !Everyone's hearts trembled, and then they remembered the topic of today's "press conference".

"Could it be..." Marquis Moby Dick thought deeply, "...This orc necromancer, as an important figure in their glorious federation, knows which human nobleman treacherously colluded with the federation?"

"Correct answer!" Xia Houyan sneered, "You may as well ask this Mr. Necromancer, where did he get that beautiful robe that only human magicians can wear?"

Countless gazes looked at "Master Ner'zhul".

Among them, there were sharp-eyed ones who found a somewhat familiar aristocratic coat of arms on Ya's snow-white magic-weave robe...

　Everyone, I'm still alive...although it's a bit miserable.All in all, it should be able to resume normal updates, I am really sorry these days!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)