Farming Lord of Crossing

Chapter 77
"What did you say?" Rose stood up instantly and shouted loudly.

"Why are you excited?" Sir Wilson looked at Ross in fear, and waved his hand pretending to be calm. It shows their fear and uneasiness, after all, Ross' record is too amazing. "I mean, you can choose to give up the fief and title at the celebration party!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Sir Wilson said with a look of disgust: "You are a country mud leg who is nothing. What qualifications do you have to obtain the title and fiefdom? Don't think that you have been lucky enough to cultivate to the level of a second-level warrior, and you have forgotten your lowly status after killing a few orcs. .

The nobles are the masters of this era, and if we nobles say a word, we can immediately make you lose everything.After all, we nobles are the masters of this world, and lowly pariahs like you can only obediently work for us.

So those who are sensible will choose some gold coins at the celebration party five days later, and then obediently go back to your dirty countryside to live.Do you understand? "Sir Wilson's face flushed abnormally here, and he secretly admired his eloquence a little bit.

Glancing at Sir Wilson in disgust, Ross suppressed the growing hostility in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "I've said it before, it's absolutely impossible for me to give up the reward I deserve!"

"Hey, have the guts!" Sir Wilson said with a sinister smile, "Since you refuse, then you must be prepared to bear my wrath.

Your own brother and your most capable subordinates are all in Wellington now!If you dare to refuse, their bodies will appear in the sewer or become orc feces in three days.

And when you get back to Stan, I'm sure you'll see nothing but ruins.I heard that there are still a large number of orcs living in the southwest of Stan Town.

how do you feel?My dear Mr. Mayor of Lowes!

Can you bear these?
Do you still dare to reject me? "Sir Wilson had a smile on his fat face, but his words were extremely sinister.

Hearing the speeches of nobles who didn't treat civilians as human beings at first, the indignation in Ross's heart was like a raging volcano. At this moment, he heard that the other party dared to threaten him with his family and Stan Village, which made him bear it no longer. Can't live.Taking a fierce step forward, Ross unleashed a terrifying murderous aura of beheading tens of thousands of orcs and shrouded Sir Wilson, his voice sounded like a voice from the Nine Nether Abyss: "What if I don't agree?"

"boom"

Sir Wilson was shocked by the abyss of murderous aura accumulated by Ross beheading tens of thousands of orcs, and his face immediately turned pale as if he had been strangled by the neck. His clothes were wet, and it was not until Zhan Nuqiang pulled out his saber against the pressure and stood in front of him that Sir Wilson was relieved.

After Sir Wilson regained his breath, he immediately activated the magic scroll in his hand, and a khaki light enveloped him.With the protection of the magic mask, Sir Wilson screamed hysterically: "You dare to kill me? You want to kill me!
Can you get out of here if you kill me?
Don't you know that if you kill a nobleman, your soul will be drawn out to torture you for thousands of years, and you will also exterminate the whole family?

Do you want all your relatives, all the people of Stan Town to be buried with you?
Do you still dare to kill me?Do you dare to touch a hair of me? "

As he was talking, Sir Wilson actually gained inexplicable confidence because of his words. He stood up and waved away the slaves who were protecting him. He raised his chin and said in a haughty tone: "So , A pariah is a pariah. Even if you have powerful force, even if you can kill hundreds of thousands of orcs and make great achievements, you are still a pariah who can't get anything and dare not do anything.

So obediently kneel down and beg me, maybe I can reward you and me for the leftovers when I am in a good mood.

Do you hear me, kneel down!beg me!You pariah! "

The more Wilson spoke, the more excited he became, and even stepped forward to stand in front of Ross, pointing at his nose and reprimanding him loudly.

"boom"

Lost, who couldn't bear it, made a shot without warning, blasting Wilson's magic shield instantly with a punch, and then grabbed his neck and pulled him to him, staring fiercely into his eyes and asking: "Who is it? Did you have the courage to come to the front?"

Sir Wilson screamed in terror like a plucked rooster.

The war slave raised his saber and looked nervously at Rose and reminded loudly: "Lord, Sir Wilson is a nobleman. If you dare to kill him, you will not be able to escape the punishment of the law, whether it is the law enforcement team of Wellington City or the guardian of the temple. No knight will let you go."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Sir Wilson hurriedly shouted as if grabbing the last straw, "Loss, you can't kill me. I'm a nobleman, let me go, I can pretend this didn't happen, how about it?"

Ross looked at the flash of viciousness in Sir Wilson's eyes, and showed a sneer: "Are you still thinking about how to get revenge on me after I let you go?"

"No, no, absolutely not. You let me go, we're even, how about it?"

"Not good?" Rose's eyes were cold without any warmth.

"You want to kill me? You can't kill me, you won't live if you kill me, and your whole family can't live." Sir Wilson panicked completely when he saw Rose's cold eyes.

"Who said I'm going to kill you!" Rose said lightly, then punched Sir Wilson hard in the stomach, and said in a cold voice: "Let go of your consciousness, don't make any resistance!" Rose said with his left hand Skillfully condensed a small seal.

"You actually want to detain Sir Wilson as your slave?" The war slave who saw the familiar scene in front of him asked in horror.

"What, you dare to detain me as your slave?" Sir Wilson stopped vomiting, raised his face in disbelief and roared with pain: "How dare you detain nobles. Just wait, the temple and the kingdom will not let go." It’s your fault. You just wait for your soul to be drawn out and put into a soul lamp to suffer the punishment of being roasted for ten thousand years.”

Ross also learned from the books in the library these days that enslaved creatures will show the unique mark of the slave owner on the most conspicuous part of the slave. This mark is also the so-called slave mark, such as the black dog mark on the forehead of the slave next to him. .

But Ross thought that when he detained the half-orc Byron and Qingxiao Niu Xiaoqingyun, they didn't have any marks on them, and he had been forced to this point by Wilson, so he decided to take a risk.

If it is really exposed at that time, the big deal is to let him use the waste to cover himself and escape. He will take those who are willing to leave with him to the lawless land or the Moon Reflecting Mountains in the south, and even risk crossing the river to the orc territory.In short, he must not back down now.

"Papa" Ross slapped Wilson twice from left to right to interrupt his howling, staring at Wilson's eyes with murderous intent and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up. I'll say it again, let go of your consciousness. Otherwise, I will be detained forcibly. At that time, my consciousness will be damaged at most, but you will definitely become an idiot. You, don't force me!"

Sir Wilson's chubby face instantly swelled into two big buns, but he didn't care about it at the moment. He looked at the crazy gaze in Ross's eyes and knew that the other party was not joking with him. The pariah in front of him would really die with him , he doesn't want to become an idiot, and besides, even if he is enslaved, he doesn't have a chance to come back.So Wilson nodded hastily and desperately, and shouted vaguely with the mouth squeezed together: "Monkey~monkey~monkey~"

Ross re-condensed the small seal close to Sir Wilson's forehead.

"Are you taking the human magician Maivis Wilson as a slave?"

"Yes!"

The small mark sank into Wilson's forehead, and Luoston could feel a faint breath in the deep sea. After carefully observing Wilson's face, neck, and arms, he didn't see the slave mark, but he still ordered uneasy: " Take off all your clothes?"

"Ah, you!" Sir Wilson was angry and furious, but the majesty coming from the depths of his soul forced him to obey, so he took off his clothes obediently.

Ross carefully checked every part of Wilson's body three times, and he was completely relieved when he still couldn't find any marks.

Reassured, Ross rubbed his brows and sat on the main seat where Wilson was sitting just now. On the ground was a stripped | Wilson with his head curled up like a quail.In an instant, the host and guest switched.

"Put on your clothes, sit down and talk about what's going on!" From Master Maureen's overtures to Sir Wilson's threats, Ross guessed that he would get unexpected benefits from this celebration.

Ross eagerly wanted to know, what exactly was his reward?How did it lead to so many things?

(End of this chapter)