The Defeated Dragon

The eye of the magic has a big consumption of vindictiveness. Liszt found that he encouraged the support and could only maintain it for five minutes. No matter how much vindictiveness could not keep up, the eyes would also produce sourness.

But whenever his body's vindictiveness is consumed, the red blood sword worn on his waist will have a warm breath to make up for his vindictive loss.

The ruby ​​produced by the dragon contains magical magic.

He condenses the eye of magic, and can see the ruby ​​showing the blood-like light, like a whirlpool, spinning slightly.

"I can see the magic of the gem. I should also be able to see the magic of the dragon. During this time, I will practice hard and try to use the magical eye."

Pulling out the red blood sword, Liszt was very angry.

In the following time, we must prepare the "slaughter dragon".

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"Golty, what do you mean by the Baron adults, why should you dig underground here?" Isaiah pulled his fingers and calculated how many copper plates would be given to the serfs.

Liszt never drives serfs for free, and always pays a certain amount of money. Therefore, serfs are actively registered for various production and construction.

The drive of interest and the authority of the lord are unfavorable.

"To be honest, I am confused." Gao Ertai was holding a pipe, and his affairs were not related to himself. "Liszt is an adult. He is no longer a teenager in the tulip. I can't understand many times. He was thinking about something. He didn't even know what he would do with the town of flowers."

"You didn't say this in your letter. You said that the town of flowers is thriving."

"If I don't say this, will you come, let's say, the flower town is not thriving now... at least we have seafood to eat every day, isn't it?"

“I admit that fishing for seafood is a pioneering move. Picking up manure is also a major move. But what are we doing today, dig an underground road under the farm, is this to hide the pasture?”

Gorta took the pipe and shook the ash: "Don't complain, Blair never complains, so Liszt will have a drink with him every dinner."

"That's because he is old, just want to find a nobleman on the mountain, and he will have no enthusiasm for his good old age."

"You are not too young."

"But I hope that one day, I can return to the ranks of the nobility. I have to fight for my son. He is too stupid, and he will never be able to marry a noble lady." Isaiah scratched his hair with distress. "I I originally wanted to come here to see if I could get to the battlefield. You said that Liszt was ambitious."

"I'm not sure, but you can talk to Marcus, who used to be a nobleman than anyone else, but he quickly loyal to Liszt."

Isaiah blinked: "I will."

Soon at night, I began to distribute the wages. Isaiah controlled the roster and issued the copper plates for the working serfs: "Next, Aleva Shit."

"Adult, it is me, it is me." Aleva, who surnamed the shit, took the palm of his hand and took the two copper plates handed over by the instrument.

Can buy eight big pieces of black bread!

However, he does not intend to buy black bread. His wife has joined the oysters. Every day, she goes out to sea to catch seafood. In addition to turning over the share of the castle, she can also eat seafood at home. The seafood is much more eaten these days. He feels that his body is full of strength and doubles in the evening, reaching six seconds.

The wife directly praised him for his ability to let him eat more seafood.

He is going to have a third child. Now he is earning more copper. He will send his children to the blacksmith shop as an apprentice. The lord said that a serf with a skill will be reused.

"Like the Lord of the Lord!" The Ailewa couldn't help but pray in his heart. He liked his current lord, because the day is getting better, and there is no need to worry about eating too much, and you can save the copper plate. "It is not. Do you know why the Lord of the Lord wants to dig here?"

He is a serf on a dairy farm and is responsible for raising cows.

Before, he was still worried and complained to his wife that he might have to lose his job. The lord may not want to raise a cow, or why he should dig a pit in a dairy farm.

But he was beaten by his wife: "If you don't raise cows, you can go to raise horses. If you don't raise horses, you can go to build roads. If you don't build roads, you can go to grow corn. Lords are great people, let the elderly, women. And children can work easily and eat well. Shit, stop your complaints, you must believe in the Lord!"

Aleva listened to his wife, so he quickly changed his mind.

I feel that the lord of the Lord is a great lord no matter where he digs. As for what to dig, it doesn't matter—the idea of ​​the nobles, how can the fart people understand.

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Practice the magic eye and supervise the construction of the project, which became the main work of Liszt these days.

In a few days, all preparations for the dairy farm have been completed.

The beacon tower is ready, the bunker is also disguised, and the passage passes repeatedly without obstacles. The smoked grass is harvested, stacked on a beacon, ready to be ignited. The young cows are kept not far away, and the old and old black cows are on the edge of the beacon.

From the thorny forest to the bunker road, Liszt also walked several times to ensure that he would be able to rush to the bunker immediately after he had placed the Cordyceps.

The bunker has a U-shaped passage that connects to another shelter.

Once the invisible dragon did not follow the expected, after eating the cow and grass and flying away from the flower town, he would immediately enter the shelter through the U-shaped passage and then block the passage.

All the breathing holes in the refuge are in contact with the outside world, and many food and drink items are stored.

At least he can guarantee his life.

Dealing with a dragon, I dare not care.

Walking on the dairy farm, Liszt's last inspection of the quality of the project was not a big project, so the progress was quick and the quality was good, and it was built according to his mind and without perfunctory.

"I like this world, this era."

He climbed the beacon tower and looked at the entire dairy farm: "The words of the lord, everyone must be busy with it. Before, I managed a five-person team in the company, and there were thorns to do the right thing with me. Here, No one dares to question me, even Galtair, Marcus, can't."

Power, for men, is an irresistible desire.

A person who has not enjoyed power may not feel that it is wonderful; but after enjoying the power, this kind of beauty is addictive and irresistible.

The identity of the Baron of the Flower Town, Liszt can no longer be abandoned.

At the same time, the ambitions in my heart are constantly growing, and the town of flowers is still too small to satisfy his desire for greater power. Fortunately, ambition is only ambition, and reason dominates his thoughts, based on the policy of "wide grain, high wall, and slow king".

"The prince will be a phase, rather than a species."