Lord: Exiled by Stepmother, I'll Rule the World Anyway

"what's the situation!"

Suddenly, a pine torch was raised around the camp, illuminating the camp. The firelight reflected Anvi's confused face, and also reflected Field's unhappy look. The slaves trembled and looked at the Baron on the horse in disbelief.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Field clapped his horse and said coldly, "If you are bored, you can play with glue. If you dare to riot, we will see that you are tired of living."

The group of people in front of them were also failed enough. They were exposed three times, and they still looked confident. I don't know who gave them the courage.

A chill ran down Anwei's spine, knowing that he had been careless, so he waved his hand quickly: "Sir, this is a misunderstanding!"

"You don't have to die if you misunderstand?"

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As if he heard a joke, Field waved his hand casually as if throwing away trash: "Kill."

Night led the guards to stand up and draw their shields. From the gaps in the thick shield wall, halberds as dense as reeds were protruded from the gaps, and they moved forward slowly.

As the most elite and loyal force in the territory, its sense of oppression is self-evident.

The slaves were so frightened that they kept retreating, and the crude weapons in their hands trembled.

"Fight them!"

Seeing that there were guards surrounding him, the black bear roared and charged towards him without fear of death.

The armor clanked, and the cold blade of the halberd came out and stabbed into the body of the oncoming rioter. Along with the sound of two or three iron tools piercing the flesh, two or three large wounds that were enough to see the flesh were immediately opened on the black bear. Kouzi.

"No..."

Feeling like the world was spinning, Black Bear couldn't even utter his last words, his throat was blocked by blood, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

The guards stepped forward and assassinated seven or eight people in an instant.

This scene rekindled the fear of nobles in Anwei's blood, and all he could think about was "How dare I?" His eyes widened, and he wanted to slap himself twice in regret. Of course, he wanted to go back to the Maple Leaf Collar and slap Simon twice.

The other slaves were so frightened that they couldn't even escape because they were trembling.

The morale of the rioting slaves collapsed, they dropped their weapons and fell to their knees crying and begging for mercy.

Anwei rolled his eyes, struck fiercely, pierced the body of the slave companion on the side with a spear, and then shouted: "Sir, I don't want to riot, they forced me, I am a submissive citizen!"

"stop."

Field raised his hand and clenched his fist, and the surrounding guards immediately stopped killing and put their shields on the ground.

"Thank you sir for sparing me."

The slaves seemed to have seen angels and fell to the ground. Anwei was even more happy and secretly delighted at his cleverness.

"Killing them all like this will cost you a lot of blood."

Field was not motivated by considerations of human rights and ethics, let alone the Heart of Mary, but by his own gold coins.

It's very expensive to buy these slaves and transport them back.

"Except for him, capture the rest of the slaves. I will have other uses tomorrow."

"Yes, my lord."

The guards immediately stepped forward, dragging the slaves away like dead dogs, leaving only Anvi and a pile of corpses.

"Sir, I will do anything, as long as you spare me." Anwei burst into tears, "I am forced to have no choice."

Field was funny. It was obviously this guy who caused the riot, and he was ruthless and flexible. He was definitely not an ordinary slave. I just didn't know whose subordinate he was.

Seeing that Field didn't speak, Anwei secretly rejoiced: It seemed that he had been fooled.

Field smiled jokingly: "Which province are you from?"

"Uh...Mom, save it," Anwei continued to fool around.

"Okay, okay, capture him, take him to Silver Claw, and torture him severely."

After quelling the riot, Field returned to the large winery, where the little Black Feather girl rubbed her little hands and was waiting uneasily.

"Your information is very accurate." Field said with a smile, "Do a good job. Let's do this. I will plant flowers in my castle garden. From now on, you will come to work in the garden. My maid will teach you how to do it. In addition, in the afternoon At that time, go to the big winery to take classes.”

"Thank you, sir." Kuroyu bowed happily.

"Go back and go to bed early." Rubbing the little girl's head, Field sent her out.

The next day, Silver Claw, who had tortured Anvi all night, ran to report to Field in high spirits.

"Did he do it?" Field said, motioning Silver Claw to sit down.

"Uh, what's the trick?"

Silver Claw was sweating profusely and was so addicted to smoking that he forgot to ask. But immediately, he suddenly said: "Oh, I remembered. When he begged for mercy, he said a lot of things."

"He said that he was Simon's subordinate and was protected by Baron Simon. We can't do this to him."

It's actually him?

Field raised his brows and sneered secretly: Simon, Simon, I didn’t expect you couldn’t help but stretch out your claws.

Simon provided it to his craftsmen, who he searched and questioned countless times, but letting his men pretend to be slaves was too much of a test of loyalty.

"Any more?"

Silver Claw said in a confirming tone: "He said he came for Happy Beans and had no intention of harming anyone. Please let him live."

"Well, Simon must be doing this." Field said with a smile, "Let him vomit out everything he can think of, and then take him directly to the slave camp tomorrow and hang him in public, otherwise someone will always think that I am a fool. "

"My lord, but he belongs to Baron Simon. If we execute him at will, will it bring you any trouble?"

Silverclaw considered his tone.

Field knew that Silver Claw didn't know much about internal affairs, and thought: If I dare to kill, will Simon dare to admit it? He won't offend me because of his own little problem.

The nobles usually won't tear their faces until the last moment, otherwise no one will get a good deal.

The Queen of Griffins has the strongest military force in the country, but she still dares not touch the nobles, and even dares not to deal with the small nobles at will.

This is the charm of internal affairs.

Waving his hand, Field changed his words and pretended to be angry.

"This damn rat, pretending to be Baron Simon's man, tried to damage the unbreakable relationship between me and Maple Leaf City, and deserves death. Just for the smearing of the nobles and the crime of murder, torture him several times first, and then hang him, not to mention Simon or Happy Beans."

"Yes!"

Silver Claw breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise killing another noble's men would make him very stressed.

"As for those thugs, the food will be reduced to a quarter of the original, and they will be sent to the salt mine to dig stones without any reward."

"Send it over today."

If you kill them directly, you will lose a lot of money. It is better to make use of their remaining heat and let them work until they die.

After Silver Claw left, Field looked at the refined salt on the table, picked it up and observed it with satisfaction, feeling particularly happy.

It was crystal clear and pure, with a slight pink rose color unique to rock salt. When you sniff it carefully, you can smell a comfortable fragrance, which is definitely a fine salt.

"There will be no problem with exporting it, and it will definitely be welcomed by the nobles. In addition to the Happy Beans, the Night Territory finally has a second product to show off."