If I let you farm, will you become the emperor of the empire?

The second day.

Roman got new news.

He stared at the contents of the letter and said coldly: "This is crazy!"

Count Fillin and his knights began to massacre the refugees surrounding the castle.

Who could have expected that he could be so cruel?

When Jet and others learned about this, it was already late at night. The Lion Castle was on fire, illuminating half the sky.

Dick was certain that the old lion had reached a state of total despair. He knew how ugly a nobleman would be before dying.

They quickly sent troops to stop the massacre.

Tashina also left with the White Knight.

The two men were negotiating yesterday and broke up and left.

When we met again, they were like two different people.

He was at the end of his rope, with no aristocratic manners left, only the essence of madness.

He wanted all the people of Lion Territory to be buried with him.

Those serfs belonged to him during their lifetime.

He wanted to take his property to hell and never leave it on earth, let alone to his enemies.

He was going to leave Roman and Tashina with an empty Lion Territory.

But the old lion couldn't do it. He died in the battle, and his head was chopped off and hung on the lion flag for public display. The Golden Lion Knights also all fell in a pool of blood. Only those mercenaries without honor and morality scattered like birds and beasts.

Roman scoffed.

He was neither angry nor happy, his eyes were just staring coldly.

How many surprises will these corrupt old forces bring him?

…

"I saw it with my own eyes, blood! It's all blood! The blood is flowing like a river! The master is here to kill us." Tanya heard Kent calling for help again.

Her children all came back yesterday.

When his son Kent left, he was timid and cowardly. When he came back, he was crazy and had a fever all over his body. He shouted all night and never stopped.

My daughter Bena was eating wild grass and fresh mushrooms elsewhere to fill her stomach. She was so hungry that she came back in fear, only to find that the village had been completely renovated.

When the invaders discovered the native, they immediately captured her, fed her a bowl of light rice soup and gave her half a piece of bread. The girl named Groer asked for a long time before finding out where she lived, and finally brought her back here.

Tanya's heart almost jumped out of her chest when she saw Bena.

But the two soldiers who accompanied her neither tore Bena's clothes nor raped her, and unlike last time, many mercenaries and guards took turns to do so and enjoyed themselves.

So, she returned to her usual gloomy expression and cursed everyone she knew, as if those people owed her something and had let her down.

Even Sergeant Edmond, whom she had just met, was the same. She sometimes cursed the officer and stared at him quietly in the dark with hatred in her eyes.

She thought he was a hypocrite, pretending to be righteous, which made her nervous all day long.

She always believed that sooner or later, these soldiers disguised as humans would tear off their warm appearance and reveal their beastly nature.

If such a day really comes, Tanya will be relieved, because it means that she was not wrong. All people are the same, and all people are worse than animals.

"You should go to hell with the damn lord of the castle. Go away, go away." Tanya kept muttering to Kent.

"Mom, I'm leaving." Bena looked at Tanya cautiously.

The mother seemed not to hear. She hunched over and stayed beside my brother, cursing only with her mouth.

She firmly believed that only in this way could she drive away the ghost that was living in Kent's body. When the ghost was summoned by the gods, her Kent would get better.

But she was still alive, living numbly, guarding her son who was burning with fever, her expression seemed to be as confused as his.

Bena glanced at Tanya, pursed her lips, and quietly left the house. She pinched the hem of her skirt, looked left and right, and moved to the church door like a frightened quail.

"You're here, come here." Grohl, who was sitting there, waved at her, "Why aren't your family members here? Didn't I tell you to come together?"

"Mom is watching over Kent..."

"Oh, your brother was frightened. Sergeant Edmund didn't expect that. What? He has a fever? Why didn't you tell me? And it hasn't gone down yet? What's your name? Your name, your age?"

Bena gave her name and age truthfully.

Vita quickly registered her identity with a quick pen, then turned around and took out a set of copper equipment for distillation from the warehouse.

"Vita, get some garlic. I need it." She turned to Bena and said, "Wait a moment."

There was a response from the warehouse.

Soon, a girl with pigtails came out of the warehouse, carrying a whip of garlic. When she saw the copper distillation vessel, she understood.

"Come here and peel the garlic." Vita waved.

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The tone made Bena misunderstand, and she said obediently: "Yes, Miss Madam."

Vita asked curiously, "Do you think I look like a noble lady?"

Bena looked at Vita. Her dark skin was slightly cracked, her nose was flat, and her dark brown hair was a little messy. She looked no different from her, except that she was much neater than her.

"Aren't you the manager?"

“But I’m also a farmer’s daughter.”

Bena was shocked. "How can you be an official when you are a farmer's daughter?"

"Who said it's impossible?" Groer placed the cleaned copperware on the ground, lit the firewood underneath, and poured the mashed garlic into it.

Bena looked at the scene in confusion.

"What is this doing?"

"Extract allicin." Groer said as he operated. "We originally planned to use it on livestock."

The value of oxen and draft horses is much more valuable than human life, especially during the spring ploughing season.

Bena was a little restless.

It's like magic, and magic makes people unhappy.

The priest said that the blasphemer often mated with many witches at night and gave birth to demon offspring, describing the scene as both terrifying and horrible. She was worried that the device would explode or release something evil. Her fingers trembled unconsciously.

"Gallic can't cure fever." Vita said expressionlessly, lowering her head to write down the whereabouts of the garlic in the account book. "It can only play a supporting role."

Grohl's movements were stagnant, and she was doing poorly in her physical therapy classes, always thinking it was a panacea.

"Vita..." Groer looked at the warehouse clerk pleadingly.

"Boil willow bark in water." Vita looked up and said to Bena, "Go find some fresh willow bark."

As she spoke, she suddenly realized that the peasant girl was unarmed, so she turned and walked towards the warehouse. When she came out, she was holding an axe - there were not many other supplies, and they needed to be distributed uniformly, but there were surprisingly many kitchen utensils and farm tools. There were a large number of iron tools piled up in Origin City, so they could take as much as they could.

"Where is the willow tree? Take me there... Hmm? What are you standing there for? Are you feeling unwell? Are you infected?"

A warm hand was placed on her forehead, and Bena's eyes widened unconsciously.

She clearly felt the somewhat rough but extremely real feeling.

That movement seemed to instantly brush away all the fear and insecurity in her heart.

Now, she realized it clearly.

The person standing before her was not some unspeakable devil's subordinate.

But they are two genuine, warm people who come from the same background as her.