The Defeated Dragon

    Bold people!

    Liszt listened to the report of the patrol team, and the thought flashed through his thoughts. It was just that the porcelain touched the head of the lord – even the cheaper of the lord wanted to occupy.

    However, he did not listen to the words of the patrol team.

    "Shawn, you go to ask Hunter, have you demolished your own wooden house."

    "Yes, lord!"

    He returned quickly from Knight Shawn, and at the same time, there was Gort. The result was affirmative. Hunter heard that the materials for the repairing wooden house were paid by the castle. On the spot, he threatened to replace every piece of wood in his wooden house. Then, the music was sad and the wooden house fell.

    “Mr. Gort, what do you think?”There is no indignation on Liszt, just a faint inquiry.

    "The wicked people should be killed alive!"Gort replied loudly. "Lord, the free folk tyrant Hunter is not greedy. Even the sacred and inviolable things of the castle are courageous. They should be punished. I think he should be reduced to a serf and then whipped a hundred!"

    There are many civilians onlookers.

    When I heard Gort's voice, I couldn't help but shrink my neck. It was not terrible to become a serf. I whipped a hundred and could kill a person alive. In particular, there are several civilians who have also moved their hands in their own wooden houses. They want to take advantage of it. When they hear this, almost their legs start to tremble.

    The greed of the heart fades in an instant, groping for a quiet move toward the home, ready to put the wood that has moved hands and feet back…

    To be honest, the whipping is a bit heavy.

    Sin does not die.

    However, Hunter's behavior made Liszt quite unhappy – he tried to lead Flower Town to a well-off society. Some people didn't know how to be grateful and wanted to take advantage of it.

    This kind of ethos must not help, and must be killed.

    "Look at the fact that he has been cut off one arm, the whipping is remembered for a while, and when he is wounded, he is divided twice, and each whipped fifty."

    He glanced at the nervous civilians around him and told Gort: "Do a good job, I don't want to find a second person and do something similar."

    "As you wish, lord!"

    Gort showed a cruel smile on his face: "I will let these stupid civilians know that it is important to have a few pieces of wood, or to be a small life."

    As a result of this, Liszt did not intend to continue to patrol the wooden house repair conference.

    Turn the horse's head and return to the castle.

……

    The Solanum nigrum in the dragon sunflower field has gradually recovered, and the magic power can be stabilized in the Cordyceps. Black spots and dead leaves are gradually becoming green.

    After watching the Solanum, Liszt rode on the racecourse again.

    Finally, return to the green apple tree and enjoy the cool.

    Taking advantage of a bunch of keys, Carter, who had just come out of the cellar, came over. His pace is very slow, with the calmness of the elderly, the clothes are always meticulous, some are worn, but the ironing is very flat, there is no thread, no wrinkles.

    "Master, your mood doesn't seem very good."

    "It seems that my mood is written on my face."

    “What can I share for you?”Carter smiled and asked, very kind, and people immediately felt warm.

    Liszt signaled that Thomas had moved a stool for Carter and said, "Mr. Carter, do you think I am a qualified lord?"

    "I never doubt this. You have the courage of the tulip family, and the compassion, justice, humility, and honor of the nobility. You are always looked after by the glory of knights."

    “Flower Town has changed in the past six months.”

    “The change is very big. I remember when I first came to Flower Town, the expression on the faces of the town’s residents was numb. Now they are like new students. I have seen many smiles, more than the smiles I have seen elsewhere. many. Everyone is fascinated by your lord. ”

    "Not all."Liszt took the ice juice, took a sip, cooled from the throat to the stomach, and spread it to the whole body. "Today, I met a civilian who wanted the castle to repair his new house for free. He took down his old wooden house without any care. The grace I gave."

    "You are not worthy of being angry with such civilians. Humble civilians are different from noble nobles. They are always full of bad habits."

    "Well, I accepted your statement."Liszt took away the unpleasantness in his heart. "In fact, the whip of Gort's teacher has already suffocated me."

    Maybe he didn't find it himself.

    He has been standing more and more in the position of the nobility to think about the problem.

    As a transmigration, Liszt still failed to change the era. He blended in with it little by little, betrayed the idea of ​​the Communists, and fell on the position of the exploiting class.

    Not far from becoming a qualified indigenous.

    But for this, he has his own words to refute: "My ideal is to ride the dragon, not to change the world!"

……

    The chalet repair battle lasted for five days.

    I could not continue, because this day, the north wind whistling, the dark clouds obscured the sky. The weeds on the racecourse swayed in the wind and could not straighten up for a moment.

    The servants of the castle are busy installing the planks on the windows to keep out the wind and rain.

    If you have money, Liszt can be carved into glass with crystal and mounted on a window like a tulip. But he is not so extravagant, that box of crystals, but for the future to create magic items. Temporarily the windows of the castle are covered by detachable planks.

    In addition, each window has a curtain woven with grass stalks, which can be used to block sunlight and mosquitoes.

    Not now, the wind outside will blow the curtains.

    After the board was installed, the castle was not considered to be bright light, and it was even more dim. Carter was busy letting the servant put candles in the study room, living room, etc., and let the room regain the light. Today, the Liszt purse is quite adequate, the candles can be more, and the study is ordered by five or six.

    "Mr. Carter, don't worry about wasting, my room needs to be bright enough. Reading in the dark light is very harmful to the eyes. ”

    Liszt holds a novel and looks boring.

    One hundred and eighty-two books in the castle, he has seen it all over two times. Basically, there are tens of thousands of words in a book, and only a few thousand words.

    He admired the authors who wrote these knight novels. In a few thousand words, they had to write a complete story. And there must be a dragon, a princess, a knight group, a king, a war, a banquet…Otherwise no nobles will buy their books.

    The nobility does not buy books. These are the little nobles who write all kinds of stories and make up the story. They will starve to death – no doubt, the choice of writing is basically a lonely aristocrat.

    Civilians simply can't write.

    "Master, look at the current weather, there will be a heavy rain today."

    “The next rainstorm, the few ponds in Flower Town are almost dry, and there is an urgent need for rainwater supplements.”

    "I hope not to break the crops and affect the tax revenue this season."Carter opened a wooden board and looked at the overcast sky outside, saying no worries.

    "Don't be nervous, now the castle is not short of food, the town is not lacking in food, and the East Coast is the cafeteria of Flower Town."Liszt said faintly.

    He leaned back on the back of the chair, and his focus was not on the knight novel in front of him.

    Instead, watching a smog of smoke, the smoke is twisted to form a serpentine: "Complete the mission, rewarding the spike-changing fast-growing variety of thorns."