Demon Royal Family

Ivo tilted his head to avoid the boots, his expression calm.

"You will drown in your own blood and your soul will be crushed into ashes." The old refugee burst into tears and pulled open his collar to reveal a hideous scar. "My son, son-in-law, and family of four all died at the hands of heretics! You are cruel The earth has torn them into pieces! You are demons! Demons! You devils are not qualified to be redeemed!"

For a moment, the refugees whose families had been brutally murdered by the heretics were filled with indignation and cursed. There was a faint tendency to riot. They wanted to break away from the guards and rush forward to deal with Ivo.

Ivo exhaled and said slowly: "Sadness? Despair? You will remember the horror of the heresy for the rest of your life, as indelible as a brand. Yes, this is the harm the heresy has brought to you, and this is the behavior of the heresy."

Looking directly at the angry crowd, Ivo sneered, "But you only dare to act wild in front of me, seeking spiritual comfort with meaningless scorn and insults. When the heresy really appears, you will be like panicked rabbits." Same, scatter in all directions."

The refugees were furious.

"Asshole, I'm going to kill you!"

"Bah, shameless heresy!"

"You are not a human! You are a demon in human skin!"

"Arrogant bastard!"

Ivo calmly faced the criticism and said calmly: "My hands have buried the lives of a thousand heretics, but what about you?"

The anger ended abruptly, and the refugees were stunned.

Ivo said slowly: "Heresy, this is a lonely word. Standing on the other side of the world, yearning for prosperity and beauty, warmth and sunshine, but being surrounded by only coldness and darkness."

"The identity of a heretic is like a mountain," Ivo said in a heavy tone. "I carried the mountain alone, walking in the mud, looking up to the direction of heaven, but the leaden gray clouds covered the dawn. This is a road of despair, with an abyss ahead. With the cliff, the fallen will eventually sell their souls to the devil, so I stopped.”

"Evil? Dark?"

"No, it's loneliness."

"Loneliness breeds distortion, loneliness breeds cruelty, loneliness breeds indifference..."

“Loneliness creates heretics.”

"From loneliness to perversion, all it takes is a thought, and heretics become evil accomplices."

“Did the ‘heresy’ become a heresy after the world recognized it as a heresy, or was the ‘heresy’ a heresy from the beginning?”

"I've had enough of this."

"I want this dark life to end."

Everyone fell silent and listened to Ivo slowly speaking.

"Yes, heretics are evil in the eyes of the world and deserve to die."

"But how to define heresy? Who defines heresy? The church? The people? The rulers?"

Ivo shook his head, "Interests and positions affect judgment. 'God said: Anyone who does not believe in me, is not good for me, and is different from me is a heretic.' This sentence comes from "The Book of Satan", which is a book The poem that the Holy See classified as a heretical book is the work of a great heretic in history. You have not read it because the Holy See did not allow this book to be circulated."

Everyone was confused by Ivo and were led to this topic unknowingly. They felt that what Ivo said made sense, but at the same time, they felt as if they had said a lot of meaningless nonsense.

Ivo changed the topic and put his hands on the table, "But I am still willing to let you judge whether I am a heretic or not."

"Look around here, look at this town, look at the high walls and fortresses, look at your bloated bellies after eating a hearty breakfast."

"Am I still a heretic in your eyes?"

The townspeople fell silent.

This town is protected by Ivo.

These walls were built by Ivo.

These supplies were brought by Ivo.

The lord protected the town from thugs and orcs.

The lords generously supported the refugees.

The lords worked hard to build military defense lines.

The lord never harmed them.

Ivo breathed out: "From the beginning to the end, what I have done is worthy of the kingdom and the people. The identity of heretic is just a meaningless title for me. If a title can erase all my achievements, then it is wrong." It’s not me, it’s the world that’s wrong.”

"Time will tell what kind of person I am."

Everyone was silent, and Nafei's face relaxed. Thinking of the past few years of getting along, she whispered: "Even if you were once a heretic, you are also a kind heretic."

Ivo waved his hand: "Let's go."

The townspeople gradually dispersed, with a thoughtful look on everyone's face. Most of the people's inner hostility towards Ivo was almost completely dispelled.

Back in the house, Ivo took a deep breath and wiped his sweat. His speech, in addition to regaining control of Liema Town, was more about spreading the word through word of mouth. The battle last night Unable to keep the news secret, he openly fell out with the Dark Eyes and needed an explanation to clear his identity.

Ivo is actually very annoyed. He asks himself that he is not an evil heretic, but society is a system. It is never you who determine who you are, but people's judgments and impressions. This is very annoying, but there is nothing you can do about it. , he could only try his best to clear his name.

This speech deliberately downplayed the bad behavior of the heretics, separated himself from the bad images of the heretics, and emphasized his merits. Presumably the big shots understood what he meant.

…

"heresy?"

Lord Rael of Crystal Valley’s eyes widened.

The steward asked cautiously: "Lord, what should we do?"

Rael gave him a strange look, "Continue building the defense line. What else do you want to do?"

The affairs officer wiped cold sweat and said, "I understand."

…

After reading the news, Lord Sucre of Youge Town raised his eyebrows and threw the information written by the spy into the oil lamp.

The information burned slowly and turned into ashes.

…

Storm Valley.

The king got the first-hand news, sharpened his scepter, and murmured: "So the forces standing behind are heretics?"

"Your Majesty, what do you want to do?"

Severn III wrote a letter, took out a baron badge, and put it into the envelope together with the letter.

"Jardison, let's go again."

"clear."

…

heresy?

In the face of interests, this is just an insignificant word.

Or for some jealous people, this is an opportunity.

Fallen Dragon City.

The disheveled Firman was taken to a vast courtyard by two private guards wearing armor. He had just spent a thousand benans in a tavern to have an affair with the charming proprietress. Two guards broke into the room and dragged him from the bed, so the panic on his face made sense.

"What on earth are you going to do? I have no money!" Firman's voice was crying, and he was almost scared to the point of peeing.

He was taken to a pavilion deep in the courtyard. Two guards held him down on the seat of the pavilion and stood behind him to prevent him from escaping.

A fair and plump middle-aged man walked into the pavilion. He was wearing an exquisite noble robe and had an earl medal on his chest. He sat opposite Firman and looked him up and down.

"Good day, my lord." Firman was restless. He was just a distant nephew of a minor nobleman and had never seen such a big shot as the earl.

"Fierman Pace, Madi Pace's distant nephew, is also his only relative. His parents died young. He wanted to steal Madi's treasure a long time ago and was driven out of Liema Town. He barely survives through the support of the Noble Council. ,Yeah?"

Firman nodded repeatedly.

"I am Earl Hill. According to the laws of the nobility, after Madi's death, you are the only legal heir to Liema Town. I want you to go to Liema Town and take back the position of lord that belongs to you."

Firman hesitated, "But... the current lord of Liema Town, Ivo Harricon, is a ruthless man, and even the orcs were defeated by him..."

Earl Hill smiled coldly: "You are a person with outstanding talents. If you are given the same conditions, you can do it, right?"

Firman was cheered and cheered up. He patted his chest and said, "Of course I'm fine!"

"Very good, I will help you take back your position as lord. This belongs to you originally. No one can take it away. All you need is an opportunity. Only by owning a territory can you display your buried talents. Think about it, You can gain meritorious service in the war, become a formal noble, a knight, a baron, a viscount, and even be equal to me, with countless wealth and honors, and all the noble girls will favor you, this is your destiny."

Firman was stunned, his face flushed, and he loudly said: "You are right, all I have is a chance!"

Earl Hill said with confusion: "Now the opportunity has arrived. Ivo considers himself a heretic. How can a heretic qualify to become a noble of the kingdom? As long as you go to Liema Town, you can legitimately become a lord. I will help you. "

Firman nodded repeatedly.