Warwick the Godfather of Terra

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The little girl was already in despair. Although she had wanted to give away all her treasures in exchange for peace in the village from the beginning, when the time came, she was still reluctant to do so.

After all, that is something that the village has protected for decades and generations.

Now that it has been taken away, I can’t get anything back.

How can I possibly live with this?

I didn't expect the werewolf to say this, and Carol's eyes lit up immediately.

"Sir Knight, is this true?"

The werewolf was about to speak, but Zofia beat him to it.

The aunt, with a ruddy face, came forward and put her hand on the child's head.

"Do not doubt a knight, boy.

Among the eight virtues of chivalry, honesty is a creed that must be followed. "

Zofia didn't expect that the werewolf would be so generous as to share the treasure with Carol.

This behavior immediately elevated the werewolf's image in the aunt's mind, which had already become a little taller.

After all, after physical contact, even if the soul is elevated by just an inch, it is a huge success.

Carol was so excited that tears came to her eyes.

With this money, everyone can repair the houses destroyed by bounty hunters, and buy a batch of fresh rice seeds for farming so as not to miss this year's farming season.

More importantly, they now have the ability to deal with sudden natural disasters, and no longer have to come back to clean up their homes with empty stomachs as before.

"Thank you, Dark Knight."

Carol bowed deeply to Warwick.

The werewolf felt even more embarrassed.

No, I came to take what originally belonged to you, and now you are thanking me so much, I don’t know what to say.

My aunt looked at the werewolf who turned around and left without saying a word, she was stunned and no one knew what she was thinking.

Carrying the heavy box, Warwick took Zofia and Carol out of the cave again.

As soon as I came out, I saw several knights disguised as the Reunion Movement, helping the farmers to reclaim the wasteland.

Big Bob and Big Adam were as strong as ten large animals, carrying plows and walking in the fields.

Warwick was stunned.

No, what's going on.

When the villagers at the door saw the werewolf coming out, they immediately greeted him with joy.

"Sir Knight, your squire is truly a true knight with chivalry."

Several villagers blushed with excitement.

Just now, after they saw Carol follow Warwick and Zofia into the power station, this group of knight's followers, who were covered in silver and looked difficult to deal with, sat at the door.

They didn't say anything either, just looked at everyone.

Suddenly, everyone gathered together and quickly collected the food that each family could gather and brought it to the masters.

After all, a few days ago, old man Bulana was reluctant to part with the rice seeds, and as a result he was severely beaten. If it weren't for his strong body from frequent work in the fields, he might not have survived that night.

In order not to anger these knights, they had to grit their teeth and take out their belongings from home with tears in their eyes.

However, when this group of people delivered the things to the masters, the masters did not even look at them.

They were so scared at that time.

Do you dislike something that is not good?

After all, this is just a poor mountain village, and they definitely don't have anything to show off.

Looking at the silent retainers, the villagers were scared to death.

And the people in the Integration Movement are also afraid.

Aren’t they hungry? How could they not be hungry?

The armor that the werewolf made for them is actually solid stuff, weighing dozens of kilograms.

I have been standing for such a long time carrying this heavy load. I came here on foot after a long march. I didn't have anything solid to eat in the morning, so I am already starving.

The first requirement for those living in the wilderness is that you cannot eat things given by others.

After all, you don't know what's mixed in it.

It is possible that you passed out right after taking the last bite, and when you woke up the next second, you found yourself lying in an underground clinic run by a black doctor, surrounded by businessmen who were eyeing your body parts and waiting to sell them at a price.

This is the iron rule of this earth. All those who do not abide by this rule basically live well on others.

So, facing this pair of things, even though this group of people were extremely hungry and their armor was shaking, they still didn't dare to eat.

As they shook the ground, some of the villagers on the opposite side were frightened and fainted.

They were afraid that they would suddenly jump up from the ground and kill them all in the next second.

But, finally, there are smart people.

Among the fake knights of the Reunion Movement, a smaller one reached out and pinched a piece of cake and fed it to the sentinel hawk they raised for communication.

This sentinel eagle is half their life. In some places in the wilderness where communicators cannot pick up signals, this primitive method is much more useful than technology.

This sentinel eagle accompanied him out countless times, sending messages to the base camp to keep them alive.

But now, if they don't risk half their lives, they may lose their lives.

Seeing that the sentinel eagle was fine after eating the biscuit, everyone waited for a while. When they saw it, what else was there to say? Just eat it!

Finally, several men rushed forward.

He grabbed the bread, water, dried meat and other things, turned around, and started eating and drinking with his back to the villagers.

After all, they have all kinds of races, and it would be fun if the villagers here could find out something!

He ate a lot in one go and finished everything.

These fake knights just remembered another taboo.

That is, if you have been hungry for a long time, you cannot eat too much.

Suddenly, my stomach felt bloated and uncomfortable, especially when those dry biscuits were soaked in hot water, they made me feel so bloated!

At that time, everyone stood up and planned to move around.

But what activities can help digest food?

At this time, the sharp-eyed Adam saw the farm tools on the side.

Suddenly, this group of people looked at each other.

Correct.

You can't eat other people's food for free.

Picking up the farm tools, everyone went down to the fields.

At first, when they stood up, they scared the villagers half to death.

My goodness, these guys don’t really want to kill us!

We didn't do anything!

At least the bounty hunter spared our lives.

However, when everyone saw them picking up the farm tools and walking towards the land with great momentum, they were all stunned.

Then, a group of dumbfounded villagers looked at a group of serious knights dressed in silver, digging holes and planting vegetables in the fields.

I'm so exhausted from all this trouble.

And the people in the Integration Movement are also putting in all their efforts.

No, I'm so full.

Why are these people so honest? These pancakes are definitely not made with dead dough. They are so filling!

A group of people were making a fuss and the ground was bursting with dust.

The werewolf came out and saw this scene.

When Carol announced that the Dark Knight intended to share the wealth with us, the atmosphere instantly reached its climax.

The villagers had never seen such a good knight.

He is really like the knights in novels, fair, selfless, great and upright.

Soon, the box of gold coins was divided up.

The werewolf, along with a group of members of the Integration Movement, waved goodbye to the villagers.

The young village chief, along with these simple people who were extremely happy just to get what they deserved, sent their blessings to the departing knights.

Zofia, standing by, watched the werewolf and the knights go away.

She couldn't help laughing.

She thought of her oldest niece.

Margaret's lifelong ambition was to become a true knight.

A true knight.

Strictly abide by the eight virtues of chivalry and be a perfect and selfless knight.

However, in the end, she was forced to leave.

This dark world cannot accommodate such dazzling light.

Perhaps, she, whose name is Glory Knight, should not be accepted by this land.

But Zofia didn't expect that.

Looking at the tin can beside her, she felt a little curious.

Such a person is willing to share wealth with the people. His followers know how to be grateful and repay the favors. They also help farmers to organize farmland and cultivate the land. The armor on his body is as bright as new.

Why would a man like this call himself the Dark Knight?

really interesting.

"Okay, Miss Zofia."

The group reached the mountain pass.

Warwick and his men will go out from here and head west.

And Zofia is going back to the east.

The werewolf turned his head and looked at the woman whose tongue he had been playing with for a long time, and his voice was cold.

"Let's say goodbye here. I'm sorry I couldn't help you."

The knight treasure opened this time was all gold coins, without any extra weapons or equipment.

He was so busy playing with his tongue that he forgot about earning the money.

But Zofia smiled.

Her smile is generous and beautiful.