Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 310 Hearing of the Countess Again

The old butler frowned and asked in a measured tone, "Aren't we talking about the same issue?"

"Who told you there was a problem?"

The crystalline greatsword, resting on the ground, suddenly burst into raging flames, and the figure within the flickering flames resembled a demon god.

"I'm interrogating you!"

The terrifying scenes he had witnessed along the way echoed in Yaro's mind.

Wisps of barely perceptible black smoke quietly drifted in, but Yaro had not yet activated his magic, perhaps because the flames had ignited something.

……

Terrifying hungry ghosts roamed the mountains and plains!
A filthy, jet-black, emaciated body.

Because they were so thin, with slender limbs and disproportionately large heads, they looked like enlarged versions of black stick figures.

Under the watchful eye of the guards' whips, they surged across the flower-covered plain like ants.

In a newly cultivated field, there were scattered bloated torsos lying on the ground, unable to get up.

It's unclear whether those fields were created by eating or by digging them up.

I don't know if they came out to cultivate the land or to forage for food.

Then, the guards dragged those mutilated bodies together to form pyres.

The flames rolled and billowed black smoke.

An indescribable stench mingled with the sweet scent of the air, creating a nauseatingly strange aroma.

……

Even though Yaro knew that there was also a slave era in his previous life, and that in a world of power, the use of slaves was commonplace.

Just as he told Bai Lu.

'If one can profit by force, forcibly acquire everything from another without facing any punishment, then human nature… or rather, animalistic nature, will inevitably lead one to abandon this practice.'

He understands these principles and these things!

Even so, when he recalled the scene he had witnessed, he still felt a lump in his throat, and his killing intent surged!
A phantom image of a bird or beast gradually solidified behind the demon-like body.

A pair of sharp, scarlet eyes stared intently at the old man before him.

"I'll ask you one more time—are serfs human beings?"

The old butler's legs trembled with fear, and he lowered his stubborn head in awe.

"Yes……"

Having received an affirmative answer, his scarlet eyes turned to Viscount Corey:

"Since they're human... then treat them like human beings, understand?"

This was the best solution that Yarrow came up with during his journey.

Using force to intimidate and threaten, to loosen the ropes binding those suffering people.

This should have been a proper fight, a frenzied massacre, a series of battles and bloodshed to shatter Viscount Corey's delusions, in order to achieve this prerequisite.

And now, thanks to the appearance of that young man, a lot of trouble has been saved.

"Everything will be as you wish!"

Viscount Corey agreed even faster, because this condition actually implied that he wouldn't be killed.

"Is it acceptable to treat serfs as the Countess does?" Viscount Corey asked humbly, bowing his head obediently.

"The Countess?"

Upon hearing this word, Yarrow recalled the scene when he had just arrived at Perrin Estate.

There were also many serfs in the Perrin estate, but although their clothes were still tattered, their complexions were much better than those of the serfs here.

If no one had told them, most people would probably have assumed they were just ordinary free farmers.

So, this was also the work of the Countess?
This was the second time in the past few days that Yaro had heard about the Countess's deeds. The first time was from a demon hunter who told him that the Countess had established a demon hunter academy to promote and train professional demon hunters.

This time, however, he learned from Viscount Corey's words about the Countess's efforts to improve the lives of the serfs.

If we're talking about the Witcher, it's also possible that it's because he covets certain powers.

Improving the lives of serfs would be difficult to gain any benefits in the short term.

—This is a good count who is willing to stoop down and see the lives of the common people.

Because he thought about the Countess's various matters, Aro's anger subsided considerably.

The faint phantoms of birds and beasts gradually dissipated, and the scarlet eyes regained some clarity.

"can."

Only then did Yaro remember his main purpose for coming.

"Where's what I want?"

Viscount Corey looked distressed. "Um... sir, I've given your things to my wife. Why don't you rest in the hall for a while, and I'll go get them for you?"

"You don't need to go get it yourself, right?"

Yaro looked around and pointed to the old steward, saying, "Go and fetch it for your master."

Before obtaining the item, Yaro would not allow Viscount Corey to escape his sight.

"This……"

The old butler hesitated. How could he not know that Viscount Corey had only given the lady one amber sprite?
Even setting aside the fact that there was only one, that item was used by the owner for trading. How could he possibly take it back empty-handed?
"What? Is there a problem?" Yaro narrowed his eyes, sensing something was off from the old butler's attitude.

"Never mind whether she's asleep or not! Just tell her this is my order!" Viscount Corey commanded sternly. "If that doesn't work, have her bring her things along, and I'll talk to her directly!"

Viscount Corey's words temporarily dispelled Yarrow's doubts.

The old butler bowed respectfully: "I understand, master."

"If you understand, then go quickly!"

After giving the order, Corey turned to Yaro with a flattering expression: "Sir, my lady lives in the chapel in the corner of the mansion. It may take some time for her to get there. Why don't you go and rest in the hall first?"

This suggestion was strongly endorsed by Yarrow!
If it comes to fighting, Yaro is not afraid.

He feared that if he were to fight but couldn't, surrounded by numerous guards and watched by countless archers, he would have to stay alert at all times.

"can."

Yaro maintained his expert demeanor and nodded coldly.

As Yaro agreed, the flames on the crystalline greatsword gradually receded, and the strange eyeballs on the greatsword became even brighter.

As they were about to step into someone else's territory, they couldn't let their guard down completely. With the added bonus of the Heat Melting spell, the Eye of Lava had already accumulated an unknown amount of heat.

"Please come in!"

Viscount Corey extended an invitation, and Yarrow stepped fearlessly into the dazzling and magnificent gate.

……

It was just a step away, yet it felt like the difference between heaven and earth.

Several dazzling crystal chandeliers cast bright yet soft light, illuminating the magnificent and spacious hall as if it were daytime.

The food counters on both sides of the hall were piled high with delicious food, emitting an enticing aroma.

Soothing music filled the air, and neatly dressed waiters maintained polite smiles, steadily carrying silver trays filled with glasses of clear drinks, waiting quietly in the corners on either side.

In one corner, there was even a small wine fountain, where the wine bubbled and steamed, releasing a faint aroma and casting a soft glow.

Even without guests, the spacious hall did not feel empty.

On the stage in the center of the hall, a group of young and beautiful girls in thin dresses danced a dance full of desire with gentle movements.

Snow-white skin, a voluptuous body, and alluring dance moves... transformed this hall into a paradise of desire.

(End of this chapter)