Knight of the Light

"You guys, I haven't seen you for a long time." Zhou Qingfeng, dressed in a uniform, walked calmly into the meeting room of Tielu Village. This is where he met the Black Forest heroes before. Only a few months later, the situation changed dramatically.

The adventurers who once filled this hall are mostly recruited by Zhou Qingfeng at this moment. The leaders of the settlements that once greeted Zhou Qingfeng are now dead and downcast.

"Why is it so black?" Zhou Qingfeng looked up at the dome of the living room. "These beautiful chandeliers were off before."

The parlour was originally the lounge of the elven mine, with beautiful frescoes and bright chandeliers on the dome. But this time Zhou Qingfeng came again, there was only a dark piece, which had to be illuminated by a torch.

When the eyes of everyone looked at the dome with Zhou Qingfeng's words, the repressed Fei Zhe couldn't help but said, "It was gone a few months ago. It is estimated that the lamp oil on it has burned out."

"Why not add fuel?"

"I don't know how to add it?"

The two sides questioned and answered, and the contradictions became apparent. One is slightly reproachful, the other is resentful.

She came in from outside the living room, glanced at the dome, and walked towards the wall on the side of the living room. She first tried to light the pendant lamp, and after confirming that the lamp oil was depleted, she found a handle hidden in the wall relief and dragged it hard.

A rattling chain sounded from the dome, and a large amount of dust fell. Everyone evaded, quite embarrassed. Zhou Qingfeng, who had been standing at the door, smiled slightly, and said, "Fei Zhe, you should come and ask me if you don't understand."

Fei Zhe did not expect that the chandelier on the dome could fall. He stared at the gorgeous lamps created by the elves, but said stubbornly, "What's the use of you? I can't afford such high-end gadgets."

Listening to Fei Zhe's hard top, all the leaders of the other villages in the village sighed inwardly: "It's time, and you don't admit wrong. Fei Zhe, do you really feel that your neck is too hard, are you afraid of being chopped?"

Zhou Qingfeng still smiled and didn't care. He continued: "A few months ago, the Church of Bann invaded the Black Forest. The evil plot was jointly destroyed by us. Thanks to everyone who deserves it, I have been elected chairman of the fifteen human settlements.

For the past few months, I think I am still working hard, and I deserve you. Whether it is income or life, everyone has made a huge improvement.

But I think there is still a lot of room for growth in this improvement. Today, I gathered you in Tielu Village to solve this problem. Because we are stuck on a bottleneck, that is, the ore is not enough. "

This remark ignited Fei Zhe's violent temper, and he shouted loudly: "Victor Hugo, you enjoy leisure in Harmony Village, where do you know the suffering of mining? All the people in my village ran to your hands. Going to work, how else can I mine? "

The words were so powerful, Zhou Qingfeng nodded again and again, "There aren't enough people, right? I just turned around in your village for a long time, and really no one stays. But that's not why you don't mine."

"What do you mean?" Fei Zhe was even more angry.

Zhou Qingfeng's expression became cold, and he grabbed a chair and sat at the long table. "You paid too little to the miners. I made you so much money. Why don't you treat those who make you money well?" "

"Those are my domestic slaves. I can just give them a bite. Are you in charge?" Fei Zhe laughed anxiously, as if he heard some big fallacy.

"Victor Hugo, do you think others are afraid of you? So what do you want to do? I tell you, I am not afraid of you. Ironforge Village is my territory, I have the final say."

This territorial theory is really so that people can't talk about it. Zhou Qingfeng has no legal right to interfere with Fei Zhe's management. He can only continue to say, "Well, your territory, you have the final say.

But I've seen your pit. Why do you still use the old-fashioned mining methods? The elves left a full set of mining equipment, and the huge windmill in your village was the source of power.

As long as the wind power equipment is activated, there is no need for humans to pull the ore out of the mine. There are even miners made by elves in the mine. You can dig ten times and 100 times more ore, why not? "

It was another series of questions, Fei Zhe dumbfounded. He was so angry that he let out his hands and shouted, "It won't work."

Zhou Qingfeng pointed to the elf chandelier falling from the dome, "Is it like these chandelier? It won't work, so don't use it, don't ask.

It's also like your family has occupied this place for fifty years and has been unable to break the mine blockade. You ca n’t use it yourself, and do n’t allow others to touch it, right? "

Zhou Qingfeng slammed the desktop suddenly, screaming angrily: "The problem with your family is‘ do not **** in the pit ’, do you?”

The sudden fury of the living room was trembling, and Zhou Qingfeng was all sinking like water, gloomy and silent. Everyone who had complained about Fei Zhe's drinking was surprised, his eyes fluttered.

Fei Zhe was forced to turn blushing again and again, angry and shy, making it difficult to attack. He was stubborn and scolded in disapproval: "That's it, what? Tieluocun is my territory, I can do whatever I like, you can't control it."

"You colluded with foreign enemies, wanted to overthrow my rule, and tried to build another hill in the back of the ground. Can't I care about these?" Zhou Qingfeng's words were angry, and his eyes turned to the other village leaders in attendance. "What about you? What to say. "

Several chiefs looked at each other, one stood up shouting, and raised his arm, shouting, "His Excellency, I want to report Fei Zhe, who instigated us to rebel in the back, and contacted the saint warrior of Tyre and the people in Cold Wind City.

This guy has always been a bane, and he has been so capricious since His Excellency chaired us against the Church of Bann. Such people are too shy to know gratitude at all. "

One took the lead, and several others stood up and shouted: "Yes, yes, Chairman Hugo. You have brought us great benefits, and we have no dissatisfaction with you. Only Fei Zhe is the most stubborn. We all advise him not to cause trouble. , But he just doesn't listen. "

Zhou Qingfeng was expressionless, only staring at Fei Zhe opposite the long table.

A few 'wallhead grasses' turned away in an instant, Fei Zhe angered: "You are stupid, say this now, will this kid let you go? His routine is to annex us all, and then hesitate, we Have to die. "

‘Wallhead Grass’ was again stunned, his eyes flickered. Fei Zhe looked at Luke on the other side of the long table again, pulled out his long knife and jumped to the table, and shouted, "Luke, dare you desperately?"

As soon as Luke sank, he also held the knife handle, and the knife came out of the sheath and responded, "OK."

Fei Zhe was so encouraged that he rushed to the opposite Zhou Qingfeng with his sword. But he sprinted halfway across the table, and Luke swiped him first.

Fei Zhe screamed and fell heavily. He looked back in disbelief, as if he had just recognized a person now, "Luke, it's you again. You, this mean bastard, wanted to beg for mercy, but you were also hacked to death."

With no expression on his face, Luke closed his knife into the sheath and stood by Zhou Qingfeng.

When a few "wall grasses" looked bad, they quickly yelled at Fei Zhe, who also drew a knife and chopped it a few times. But Zhou Qingfeng shouted indifferently: "That's enough, this farce is over. I'm tired of your performance."

Zhou Qingfeng got up and left, and walked out of the living room. Inisha and Luke also left with him. The servant holding the torch also left.

The living room fell into darkness again, only Fei Zhe, who was still bleeding and screaming, and several overwhelmed ‘wallhead grass’. After the meeting, a group of heavily armoured infantry rushed into the parlor's living room, making a sound of wailing.