In the Age of Heroes, I am a background noble

Chapter 16 Staying up late to read magic books is not allowed

He forcibly pulled the guy up. Since the maid corps had not been assigned yet, Lord Green personally washed the magician's face, and finally made Freellian a little more sober.

After questioning, we learned that this female elf had no concept of daily routine in the past three days. As long as she woke up and was full and not hungry, she would read a book. When she was sleepy, she would continue to sleep. In addition, she never went out except to go to the toilet.

They stay up all night almost every day and sleep during the day. They are creatures with reversed day and night cycles. Human-shaped bats belong to this category.

"Did I steal your book? Or did I give you a time limit on how long you had to finish it?"

"No."

"Then why do you have to stay up all night? Can't you just look at it the next day?"

"But I really want to read it. The magic books here are very interesting TT)."

He severely criticized Frillian for having no daily routine, and forcibly confiscated her magic book and handed it to Sebastian.

"Oh? No, why do you treat me like this?"

"The contract clearly states that you'll give me the magic book to read. You can't go back on your word."

Green really couldn't stand it anymore. If this continued, Freellian would have no time to generate surplus value. What the hell was this a hundred-year contract? At the current rate of progress, she might die suddenly in less than a month.

This guy even confidently talks about a contract with me. Doesn't he know that the contract means you have to work for me for a hundred years? A decadent noble would never do a losing deal! Your lifespan must be at least a few thousand years, right? You must work for me for a hundred years! No, a thousand years! Ten thousand years! No, work until you die!

"Haha, didn't you read it carefully? I said I would give you an interesting magic book every three years, but I didn't say I would let you read it. I'm not giving it to you as a gift, you have to return it."

Fulilian was shocked. Is that so? Is that what a contract is? You're so despicable now, Grimm! The elves were deeply shocked by the evil of humanity. How could a contract be played this way? Are there still laws? Is there still a king's law?

"Hmph, anyway, I don't want it, and my employer can't interfere with my private life."

Glancing condescendingly at her employer, Fulilian rejected the unreasonable request.

Reading magic books is a necessity!

"Okay, okay, this is going to cause trouble."

What a fucking employer, you're on a pirate ship, man!

I am not a good person!

This is a black shop!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Green gritted his teeth and grabbed the female elf's face, pulling it towards him, not caring that her skin was as delicate and tender as a baby's.

"Don't pull my face, Green. I'll be angry too. It hurts a little, Green. It really hurts a little, it hurts ...

The female elf screamed in pain. She couldn't get rid of Green's strength. She tried to grab the staff but was kicked away by someone.

Staff?

You are so beautiful! You are still dreaming of casting spells!

Leave you!

Pengpeng, the staff flew several meters away, and Fulilian was unable to cast spells with the staff because she had not yet adapted to the environment of the other world.

The usually indifferent female elf suddenly developed a strange emotion, perhaps out of unwillingness.

"Alright, alright! I know, I know, I know! Let go, let go, my face is going to split!"

"Are you still going to watch it?"

Green continued to push with a grim smile, "What? Are you being rebellious?"

"Look, ah, it hurts! I don't want to look anymore, ...!"

"Are you convinced?"

"it hurts(;)"

Then Green continued to scold the great magician harshly. Surprisingly, the magician did not refute. Instead, he knelt on the ground and waited for the earl to scold him like a child, nodding from time to time.

The last two contracts were in Chapter 3. From now on, Fleury could only go to the library to borrow books, and she could only read between 9:00 am and 6:00 pm. She was not allowed to borrow magic books at other times.

"Huh? That's too much."

"Ah."

Green chuckled coldly. "Why are you still here studying for the postgraduate entrance exam? I wonder what these immortal beings are thinking. They could slowly absorb precious knowledge over a long period of time, but they insist on scrambling like students taking the college entrance exam in their past lives." He wasn't a bad boss. He took great care of his subordinates' health to prevent them from dying suddenly and being unable to continue working for him.

Also, did anyone steal yours?

When Liu Ran, on the contrary, as a concession, the dam can be regarded as a dead stick to give you ~ a carrot, and the group also chat is just a natural progression.

Green opened all the books in the library for Fulilian to see, including the basic books on magicians bought from the royal capital, as well as books on continental history, aristocratic heraldry, Warcraft race atlas, and even a large number of sub-human civilizations and alien languages.

As a time traveler, Green naturally knows the importance of knowledge, and all of this will be treasured by the family in the future.

Of course, the prerequisite is that Fulilian cannot easily teach knowledge to others, and in the future she must write down her insights about magic in books and leave them here.

"It seems like it will be troublesome, okay, I agree."

The female elf was quite happy to have obtained the right to borrow a large number of books, but she always felt that something was wrong.

Fulilian had a bad feeling that her life in the future might not be as carefree as she had imagined.

So, for the first time, the female elf felt regretful.

If I had known this earlier, I wouldn’t have looked at the treasure chest. The damn treasure chest monster is indeed the most dangerous monster.

Before she traveled through time and space, she often went to various dungeons. Although she could easily kill various dangerous beasts and monsters, she was always eaten by powerful treasure chest monsters.

After reprimanding Fulilian, Green felt refreshed. He told the elf to change into a formal dress and attend the banquet tonight, then left alone. Emotions are meant to be transferred, right? A smile instantly shifted from Fulilian to Green. This was what's called emotional transference. It was truly magnificent.

The banquet was not held in the castle, but in Changhu Village not far outside the city.

The village, with Green's private estate as its core and hundreds of farmers radiating outward, is quite large for a village in another world. It is planned to be extended into a coastal city in the future.

Of course, it is not impossible to host a banquet in a castle, but because the Medici Castle is still under renovation, and the various ingredients in the manor are relatively fresh, especially the fish just caught from the sea, it was decided to hold the banquet at Long Lake Manor.

Sitting in the expensive carriage he had just bought, the Earl looked at the scenery outside the window all the way. The night in the north came quickly, and it was dark in a blink of an eye.

Moon stars are rare.

In the other world, there is not just one moon, but three moons hanging in the sky. On a cloudless night, the azure, scarlet, white and shining stars form a magnificent and dazzling galaxy.

Recalling the past few years, Green couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Did he really make it from that neglected second son to where he is today?

Ah, damn it, those short-sighted bastards only want me to work on the farm. When they lose money gambling and get unhappy, they take it out on us, their second-born sons and illegitimate children. What fucking bastards they are, I really want to kill all of them.

“This scenery is so beautiful that you can’t stop looking at it.”

"What do you think, Fleuryen?"

"ZZZZZ."

He was responded with a light snoring sound. The female elf fell asleep again. The carriage was equipped with an anti-vibration system, and with the help of some magical creations, the passengers inside could experience the comfort of riding on flat ground.

In the cool breeze and dark night, Fulilian slept peacefully.

And according to normal circumstances, Fulilian should still be sleeping soundly now, but Green forced her not to sleep in the afternoon. She had to wait until after the banquet tonight before returning to the castle, or rest directly in the manor.

Otherwise, if Fulilian slept in the afternoon, she would definitely not be able to sleep at night, and today would be another all-nighter.

"Flillian."

"Wake up quickly."

"What's the matter?"

"Get up and go back to sleep."

You're still sleeping? If you keep sleeping, the world will end!

Finally, thanks to Gronling's tireless efforts, Frislin was successfully awakened and joined the party. Although she was incredibly sleepy, every time she tried to fall asleep, someone would severely bully her. With no other options, the elf could only force herself to sit in the carriage and watch the moon.

What a beautiful moon.

The female elf's sleepiness gradually dissipated.

Chapter 17

The carriage was running along the road. On the roadside were rows of cleared fields. The subhuman laborers were wearing shackles and digging the land with pale faces.

By waiting for the next year to sow the seeds and grow golden waves of wheat, the Medici people gradually became self-sufficient instead of spending a lot of money every year to buy food from other places.

Farms, military camps, castles, cities, temples, fisheries, and other buildings related to human civilization will rise from the ground.

Just like a piece of rice paper gradually dyed with human colors, as a price, the footprints of sub-humans will gradually disappear here, and the rising of a new flag represents another reincarnation.

The carriage was unshaken. After Fulilian woke up, she hung her head over the bed and looked at the scenery. Suddenly, she said:

"Green, I heard this place was once a place for demihumans. Is it really okay for you to do this?"

Ah, here it comes.

The Earl raised his eyebrows. He thought that this guy was looking out the window and thinking about life, or playing the trick of lowering his head and thinking about his hometown. He didn't expect that he was thinking about this kind of thing?

How naive, Fleury.

"There's nothing wrong with it. If you insist, this place was human territory about a hundred years ago. We're just taking it back."

However, he would not tell you that hundreds of years ago, the entire Bema Kingdom was the territory of subhumans.

"What about the captured demihumans? I admit that soldiers shouldn't complain after going to the battlefield, but the others are probably innocent. Why enslave them too?

Yes, this matter cannot be concealed, and Fulilian is not blind.

As an elf from another world, she has thousands of years of experience, and intelligence is definitely not a problem. In their world, humans and subhumans coexist peacefully, rather than the current relationship of slavery and hatred.

She knew that as an outsider, it was best not to make direct judgments before sufficient observation, but her instinctive values ​​made her question the current situation. After all, they were intelligent beings. Was it really okay to use them as livestock? Was this truly just? This completely contradicted the human nature her teacher had described.

"Although I'd love to say something righteous and high-sounding, like how the demihumans come south every summer to plunder humans, and we're suffering, it's almost like tit-for-tat, but in reality, that's not the case."

"what is that?"

The female elf turned her head, her eyes flickering.

"Well, because we are humans and they are just demihumans, we may have had a chance to coexist in the past, but the current situation is that both sides are stained with the other's blood. I find it difficult to imagine us coexisting peacefully."

The chain of hatred is probably unbreakable, and it will only end when one side is eliminated.

When the butcher knife was raised, the only way to stop was to exterminate the other party. Both sides had long forgotten who started the fight first. But when all they saw was blood, Green was too lazy to sigh like a poet who was sad about the passing of time in his previous life.

"As for me, I don't have any grand ambitions, like wanting world peace or demihuman lives being lives, or anything like that. That's not something I can achieve, nor is it something I want to achieve."

"For now, I'm just a human being, so all I have to do is stand on the side of humanity, helping them gain more living space while satisfying my own selfish desires. I'm not a noble person."

"I need demihuman laborers to develop my territory and make money for me."

He raised his hand and pointed at the land. This land represented the nurturing of life and, more importantly, the source of Lord Green's wealth. If the demihumans didn't work, then the dangerous and heavy labor would fall on humans, and the Earl naturally wouldn't accept it. Compared to other nobles who treated humans like animals, Green considered himself already great; he wouldn't mess with his own people.

"Don't you think you're evil, Green? You're going to kill a lot of demi-humans. I heard that some of the areas you're clearing are dangerous swamps."

"Of course not. My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror. Everything I do is just!"

Of course, the most important thing is that no one can stop me from getting promoted and making money!

Damn, get promoted, make money, and do great things!

This is one of the major motivations that supports Green to keep going, although everyone said to lie down and lie down before crossing, and even after arriving in the other world, they just eat, drink and have fun every day.

But he doesn't think so. At least for Green, who has a golden finger, he thinks he would be sorry for his genes if he doesn't do something big.

“Ah Green, you are such a strange person.

"So you'll leave me? After all, I'm an evil noble. I can't stop you if you want to, and I don't see any need to."

You can't stop someone who wants to leave, and even if you keep her, it will just be a waste of time.

A good magician is hard to find, but Green, with his cheat code, still feels hopeful for the future. While it's a shame to lose an SSR Human Rights Card, it's true that the old doesn't go, the new doesn't come. Goodbye, goodbye, the next one will be even better. Maybe he'll just pick up a lolita who destroys a nation, or even win a vampire ancestor in the lottery, right? Even if you leave, I won't die.

"What should I do?

Fulilian held her face and staggered, obviously she was a little confused.

Instinctively, she hated this kind of thing, but after all, they were two different worlds, and as an outsider, she had no right to say anything.

Besides, Green is a nobleman, right?

It's normal for nobles to have slaves and subjects, and they don't need to be responsible for the demihumans. Perhaps this is what Green and the others think?