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At this time, Heaton had been frightened to pee again, and he didn't know that the water in his body would be so sufficient.

Everyone is lord at the same time, but Heaton is not a very outstanding person.

He became a lord because of the primogeniture system.

In essence, he is just an ordinary male, but because of his birth, he appears to be 'noble'.

To ordinary people, he was a superior lord.

But when it comes to people like Hardy, he is no different from ordinary people.

The total area of ​​Bartlett County is only about one-half of Louisian County, not to mention that Hardy also has three other territories. He has tens of thousands of elite soldiers and thousands of heavy cavalry under his command. He is a real big lord. .

With such a strong strength, if he committed an ordinary minor problem, such as accidentally killing a few civilians, he felt that he would have a chance to discuss it carefully.

But now it’s the other person’s father who’s dead!

And he knew the behavior of these jailers very well, and he probably had all sorts of dirty things going on.

This is a deadly feud, it would be strange if the other party is not angry.

And this matter is directly related to his wife.

Why don't you make Heaton panic and panic?

Seeing Hardy's cold gaze, Heaton knelt down again.

At this time, his mind was full of confusion and he didn't know what to say. He just stared blankly at the young man in front of him who could decide his life or death.

When the jailer next to him saw this scene, he immediately lowered his head and did not dare to take another look.

He was afraid that the flames would burn him.

Hardy looked coldly at Heaton who was kneeling on him.

In fact, it was very unusual for a lord to kneel to another lord.

But there is no absolute in this matter. Not all lords are strong-willed.

Joanna was beside her, looking at Hardy with a frosty face, feeling both scared and excited.

This is what women are like, Mu Qiang is almost instinctive, especially for women of the demon clan.

Time passed by, and Heaton broke into a cold sweat.

After about a minute, Hardy said: "Leave your wife to me."

"I……"

Thinking of his wife's tenderness over the years, Heaton wanted to refuse, but when he looked up, he saw Hardy's cold face, and he suddenly didn't dare to say anything.

"Don't worry, I will confront her and you can watch."

After being silent for a while, Heaton nodded and uttered the word 'ok' with difficulty.

Then he looked at the jailers: "Whoever abused my father three years ago, please come forward."

A group of jailers were frightened, and their eyes subconsciously glanced at the three people.

Those three people were shaking like chaff in a sieve.

"Leave it to you." Hardy looked at Joanna.

A pool of black magic power spread under Joanna's body, and a few black threads tied the three people and dragged them into the shadows.

Devoured by shadows.

A very useful auxiliary skill.

Drag the weak or strong ones who have lost the ability to fight into the shadow mezzanine to kill them, destroy their souls, and then absorb the soul fragments to replenish their own spiritual power.

You can slowly improve your strength.

However, there is an upper limit on the amount of soul fragments absorbed during the cycle, otherwise it will affect the stability of one's soul.

This skill is ineffective against people like Hardy who are strong and mentally powerful.

The three jailers struggled hard and screamed, but to no avail.

Soon their voices disappeared, and the black shadows on the ground disappeared completely.

"Take me to your wife." Hardy looked at Heaton.

Heaton nodded with difficulty, then stood up and walked out.

After Hardy and Heaton left, the remaining jailers breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone said: "I've said it before, the origin of such a beautiful man must not be simple, and those three idiots still dare to mess around!"

"With the support of the city lord's wife, why wouldn't they dare!"

An old jailer next to him yelled angrily: "Stop discussing it, you don't want to live anymore, what if the big shot comes back..."

The jailers immediately fell silent.

Even their own lords have to kneel down. It is actually a very happy thing for little people like them to die quickly.

Heaton led Hardy towards his lord's mansion. After entering the main entrance, he saw several maids busy inside.

He stopped one and asked, "Where is Madam?"

"Madam..." The maid showed a strange expression: "She just went out by herself."

"Did you say where you were going?" Heaton was stunned for a moment: "Why did you suddenly go out for no reason?"

The maid shook her head.

At this time, Hardy said: "My father and I look very similar. She must have guessed my purpose when she saw me."

Heaton looked shocked.

Joanna emerged from Hardy's shadow and said, "Master, do you need me to catch her back? I can still vaguely smell her lingering scent."

Naga's sense of smell is also very sensitive. Although it is not as good as that of kobolds, it is not much different.

Hardy nodded: "If she dares to resist, break her limbs. In short, I want to live."

"no problem."

Joanna turned into a black shadow and left quickly close to the ground.

Hardy found a chair in front of the huge dining table and sat down.

At this time, he felt very strange. Based on the information given by Little Tompson, it stands to reason that there is no direct conflict between Old Hardy and Heaton.

He's just a businessman. No matter how outstanding his appearance is, he shouldn't be able to offend a lord's wife.

Are there any emotional entanglements?

Hardy was right, he had a headache.

At this time, Heaton was standing aside, restless, and he winked at the maids next to him.

These women quickly served delicious food and wine.

Hardy had no intention of eating and just sat quietly.

Heaton neither dared to disturb Hardy nor leave, so he just stayed by his side in a daze.

At the same time, taking this opportunity, Hardy opened the system interface.

There are many system notification prompts.

Many tasks were completed and Hardy gained a lot of experience.

Of course, I also paid a lot of gold coins.

Now he has more than 300 gold coins in the system delivery package to facilitate the refresh of the mission system and the release of missions.

No one has completed the dark golden task of finding the dragon soul yet.

After all, it has only been two or three days, and those players are probably still halfway there and have not yet reached Rhodes Dragon Island.

However, other tasks still brought considerable experience income to Hardy.

If he continues at this rate, he estimates that he can reach Legend within two years. If he completes a few more dark-gold quests like looking for dragon souls, the time can be further advanced.

It's just that Hardy doesn't have much happy mood.

Now, the old Hardy's voice and smile still appeared in his mind.

His memory of his 'original body' is not very deep, but now that he has seen the soul of old Hardy, many childhood memories have been activated.

Memory is an important part of the soul, and these memories are also an inseparable part of Hardy's personality. These things he cannot abandon.

Sighing softly, Hardy turned off the system interface, looked at Heaton next to him, and asked, "How much do you know about your wife?"

"Nature is everything to her."

Heaton was stunned for a moment and replied immediately.

"Then why did she want to harm old Hardy?"

Heaton was speechless.

Hardy shook his head. It seemed that Heaton didn't know much about his wife.

But this is also normal.

Ordinary aristocratic couples pay attention to the exchange of interests, so they don't bother to pay so much attention to their partners' hobbies and habits.

While the two were talking, a black shadow quickly swam in from the outside.

Then it turned into a beautiful beauty snake.

Joanna threw a woman to the ground and stood beside Hardy with a smile.

The woman lying on the ground is Sif, the wife of Lord Heaton.

"Sif."

Heaton called softly.

At this time, Sif, who was lying on the ground, slowly sat up. There was a bruise on her face, which was obviously caused by being beaten.

But this did not hinder the other party's appearance, but gave her a quality that I especially pity.

She looked at her husband, then at Hardy, and then laughed.

Heaton looked at his wife and saw that she was dressed in a light outfit, obviously ready for a long journey, and knew that she had really done this.

"Why did you..." Heaton looked at the woman on the ground, his face full of heartache.

Sif looked at her husband and sneered, "Why? I'm just doing the right thing."

The right thing?

Hardy looked at the other person and asked, "Is my father bothering you?"

"No, it's actually you I want to kill." Sif looked at Hardy with a strange look in her eyes.

"Kill me?" Hardy was a little confused: "Three years ago, I didn't know you. And I wasn't that powerful at that time. I was just an ordinary businessman's son. Why did you want to kill me?"

Sif looked at Hadi with a sarcastic face: "Why should I tell you."

Hardy glanced at Heaton and said, "You don't want your husband to die, and you don't want your children to be without a father and then be kicked out of the territory."

Heaton and Sif raised two children, both young.

Sif's face changed greatly: "How dare you...you are violating the rules among our nobles."

"It was you who violated the rules." Hardy said calmly: "You killed my father in a very cruel way."

Sif pursed her lips that were bloodless due to fear: "You are Hardy, you are the most moral noble in France. If you do this, your reputation will be damaged."

"No, blood revenge, everyone will understand me." Hardy smiled, with a cold expression: "I am qualified to kill you and all your blood, including your husband, and then change the name of this territory. Of course, I wouldn't take it away, but it could become Tom County, it could become Jerry County, or it could become something else."

Tom and Jerry are both very common names among civilians.

The county named after this name simply means replacing the blood of the Heaton family with civilians.

Sif's eyelids trembled. It didn't matter if she died, but when she thought that her son would not be able to inherit this territory and become a noble lord, she felt that the sky was falling.

"Okay, you win." Sif stood up and looked at Hardy: "Do you know the God of Prophecy?" (End of Chapter)