Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

Under the scorching sun, a group of extraordinary people were working with imprisonment bracelets on their wrists, and there were guards watching over them.

Although they cannot use fighting spirit, their physical fitness is still there, much stronger than ordinary people, and their workload is several times that of ordinary people.

Therefore, the efficiency of construction has become a little faster again. If there are a few more waves of extraordinary beings, the new city may be built within a year.

"You can't do this to us! We are knights fighting for honor and we shouldn't suffer such humiliation!"

Someone finally couldn't bear it anymore, threw the big rocks on the ground, and shouted loudly. He wanted to use this behavior to wake up his companions and jointly resist this inhumane behavior!

The guards watching on the side were already used to it. Ever since these Fast knights came to work on the construction site, this situation has happened every day. Someone summarized a set of comfort procedures and taught them to everyone.

He came to the Fast knight and said, "You must have thought about it. If you don't work, you won't get food."

"Hmph, how can a knight who fights for honor be threatened by such a trivial matter." The man said disdainfully, and the companions around him all looked at him, which gave him great courage.

"There is news today that Miss Irene will come and have new dishes." The guard said again.

The man hesitated for a moment, stiffened his neck and said, "So what? Compared to food, our own honor is more important."

At this time, a refugee next to him said in a puzzled tone, "But you are like this, why are you talking about honor?"

The man was left speechless by the question.

"Okay, go back to work. It's almost lunch time, and you won't be able to catch up if you are lazy." The guard waved his hand in disgust and urged.

As soon as the man heard this, he immediately picked up the big stone thrown on the ground and followed the team in front.

For these captured knights, Thomas did not abuse them, or let them work with the refugees, which was considered a punishment.

It was unimaginable to them that high-ranking professionals could do dirty work like ordinary people. But when they arrived at Arnold's territory, everything broke their original concepts.

The indigenous people and the foreign refugees live in harmony. Everyone has a smile on their face and seems to be full of hope for life.

Those subordinate officials of the lord's palace would not hit or scold the civilians at the bottom, and sometimes they would even come forward to greet them with concern.

This seemed like a fantasy to them. Before they became knights, those who were superior did not need to look at civilians with contempt, they were already considered 'good people'!

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and after someone inquired carefully, they learned that the Fast Territory had started attacking again.

In front of a blacksmith shop, a special guest came today.

"Boss, do you have any knives for sale?"

Hearing the childish voice, the blacksmith boss turned around and showed a cheerful smile, "You, a kid, come to the blacksmith shop to buy a knife. Why do you use it?"

Karl answered seriously: "The lord is very kind to me. I want to do my best to help the lord weed some weeds, but I don't have the tools at hand."

The blacksmith boss looked Karl up and down, thinking he was a kid working in the farmland, and gave friendly advice, "It's not appropriate to use a knife to weed weeds. Let me make you a tool that suits you."

Karl shook his head, "No, the weeds I want to remove are rather special. A knife is fine."

"You kid is so stubborn." The blacksmith boss muttered, then picked out a forged knife and handed it over to Karl.

"How much?" Carl asked.

The blacksmith boss waved his hand, "Since it's for the lord, I won't accept the money. It can be considered as my contribution."

Karl was silent, thanked him, and left immediately.

When he arrived outside the city wall, the third territory battle had ended. It took no more than half an hour. The guards were escorting the enemy knights back. At this time, the captured people could still make it to the canteen for dinner.

He looked at it for a while, with an inexplicable look flashing in his eyes, and then walked in the direction of Fast Leader.

On the construction site in the third area of ​​Arnold Territory, people who were working saw hundreds of figures walking towards this direction. Each of them had a pale face and wore a restraint bracelet on their hands. They knew the outcome of the battle and their identity of.

"There are new people here again, and I have to say that they arrived at just the right time." Someone said.

"Shh, stop talking." Someone reminded him. The man looked at it and closed his mouth.

After counting the number of people, a guard came to the knight in silver armor and saluted with great respect: "Sir Marvin, I have confirmed that the number of people is correct. There are 876 people in total, one is not amiss."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Marvin nodded. When the guard heard this, he felt extremely excited and said quickly: "This is my duty. You are serious. If there are no other orders, then I will go and get started."

"Okay, go ahead."

Marvin smiled. Times have changed. In just six months, the entire Arnold territory has undergone earth-shaking changes. He can see that the guard respects him sincerely. Not only the guard just now, but also other people with different identities. also the same.

Respecting someone regardless of their status, but respecting him personally and from the bottom of his heart, is a feeling that can only be appreciated through personal experience.

Recalling that day, the lord stood on the high platform of the training ground and asked them whether the meaning of being a knight guardian was to be a lord or something else. At this moment, Marvin knew the answer.

"Master Marvin, please go back first. We are here to watch. There will be no problem."

A voice sounded, and others followed suit, with concern evident in their expressions.

Marvin smiled helplessly and agreed, "Okay, I'll go back and resume my life. If you have anything, please send someone to find me."

After Marvin left, more than 800 prisoners were assigned to the construction team by the guards. At the request of construction experts, these prisoners also received a simple survey to facilitate the assignment work.

When one of the captives found out what they were brought here to do, they immediately became excited and looked very resistant, causing some trouble.

Seeing this, the guard didn't tolerate him, and said in a cold voice: "Remember your current status, don't make unnecessary struggles, be obedient and work hard, and you still have the chance to live and wait for your viscount to redeem you. If not, There is only death.”

Soon, they stopped resisting and were assigned to their respective construction sites one by one.

A construction site.

The captives were brought in one after another, and the faces of those who were working showed a look of relief. It was good to have new people here and be able to share some things.

A refugee who was over fifty years old had sharp eyes. He saw one of the prisoners, with an angry look on his face. He pointed at the man and said, "I remember this man. He escaped to Fast territory before and was kicked hard by him." , my back still hurts now!"

When his voice came out, the people around him who were also bricklayers showed similar hatred and hatred. One person was surprised and said: "What? Is there such a thing? Old gentleman, I'm here to help you get revenge!"

"Wait a minute, we have also gone to school and are educated. Don't forget that the teacher said we should be reasonable."

"Being reasonable? Is this what you're talking about?"

One person picked up the brick in his hand and saw the word "principle" engraved on it.

Others were confused and asked: "Why are you still carving words on the bricks?"

The man chuckled, "I used to have no school in my hometown. When I came here, the lord established a school for people to study, so I asked my son to go to class. When he comes back, I will let him teach me. After working during the day Just practice this way.”

Everyone was speechless. His 'reason' was very strong and convinced everyone present.

Just when everyone was beating up the prisoner, a construction expert hurriedly came over and said with a very dissatisfied look, "What did you do? How can this guy deliver it to my carpentry workshop if he doesn't know anything?"

When the guard heard this, he looked behind the expert and saw that the 'guy' he was talking about was the knight who had just been captured and assigned to work as a carpenter.

He glared at the knight fiercely, obviously lying, and quickly apologized, "Master Geffen, this is a mistake in my work. Please forgive me and I will deal with it immediately."

Seeing this, Master Geffen waved his hand and said, "I'm not blaming you, but it's just too much of a delay."

"I understand, we will review it carefully next time to avoid this happening again."

"Well, with your words, I feel relieved. I'll leave it to you, and I'll go back to work. Finish your share of work quickly, so as not to miss the hot meal."

Master Geffen walked away muttering.

The new knight looked at the man who was also wearing the bracelet and asked: "Senior, is there any difference between our place and the one just now?"

‘Senior’. This title sounds uncomfortable. The person asked explained: “If you have special skills, such as carpentry, brick-making, etc., you can have an extra piece of meat when cooking.”

"What? There is such a good thing?"

The new knight was overjoyed and shouted quickly: "Wait a minute, master, don't leave, I'm going to die. Uh-huh."

The 'senior' glared, damn you, you turned out to be a skilled man. He quickly covered the newcomer's mouth with quick eyes and quick hands. The movement here attracted the guard's attention.

"What's going on over there?"

‘Senior’ explained with a smile, “It’s okay, I’m more excited to see an acquaintance.”

——

Baronial Palace.

Thomas left the office after reporting the battle situation.

In this battle, Fast led 876 people, including ten second-level knights and more than 300 first-level knights. The rest were ordinary people with some strength, not extraordinary people.

"This time the opponent's third-level knight did not show up, which means that Viscount Fast no longer trusts him and has even restricted his freedom." Joyce analyzed.

Amelia shook her head, "The only third-level knight returned alive, and the rest of the knights were captured. There is no doubt that there is no trust. At most, they monitor his every move under various names, and will not restrict his freedom. After all, he It is the only high-end combat force."

"What your Royal Highness said makes sense, but I am not very strict." Joyce thought for a moment and nodded to admit her shortcomings.

Listening to the boring discussion between the two, Ron stood up and stopped listening. When the opponent sent out its highest combat power, it was already destined to be a losing battle.

His main target was never Viscount Fast.

"Don't wait any longer and go have a meal."

After saying this to the two women, he left the office and walked forward without stopping when he passed his room.

After Colin's transformation, Ron's bedroom can no longer be said to be a room, but should be called a 'bedroom'. The interior space is five times as spacious as before.

The facilities inside are very complete, and there is also an independent bath, which is also very large and comparable to a swimming pool.

Master Colin is not worried about whether the lord can swim.

Continue forward, turn a few corners and reach the end of the corridor. There is a locked door here. The door is made of part obsidian and is extremely solid.

Ron took out a fine silver key and inserted it into the hole. With a click, the lock opened and he pushed the door open.

With a bang, the door closed again.

Behind the door is a room with a small space, which is equivalent to Ron's bedroom before.

In front of him were five rows of wooden shelves, each row of shelves several meters apart, and a variety of items sparsely placed on the shelves.

If you look carefully, you will find that there are different words engraved on the side of each shelf, which are [white], [green], [blue], [purple], and [gold].

[White] There are the most items on the shelves, nearly a hundred, all neatly arranged in grids.

[Green] Shelves are next, with more than ten.

[Blue] There are only three shelves.

[Purple] On one shelf is a dagger, half hidden in the shadows as if it were a broken dagger.

Only the [gold] shelf is empty, not a single one.

The items in front of me are all items that Ron has obtained entries for. Although most of them are white entries, they are kept because of their good attributes.

It can be treasured, and when it is useful, it can also be used as a reward to meritorious servants.

[Green] The items on the shelf can be given as gifts to close friends. Blue entries are more difficult to obtain and will not be given away easily. Needless to say, purple entries have terrifying properties. Attributes.

Apart from the miracle fruit, Ron has never seen another item with golden entries.

When Ron owns more items, he can subdivide them further and classify the quality of the items. Most of the items on the shelves now only have one entry slot, so subdividing them now is meaningless.

Ron took a look and was very satisfied. Day after day, the entries and items would soon fill all the shelves.

——

night.

Fastland, Viscount Mansion.

A black shadow flashed past without attracting anyone's attention. Even if someone was passing by, they would turn a blind eye.

This is Karl's talent. If you don't pay close attention, you won't be able to spot him, let alone a dark night like this.

Just like that, he came to the door of a room in the mansion, and cold words came from inside the house.

"It's because of you that I'm like this."

After these words, another girl's voice sounded. This voice sounded panicked and couldn't speak clearly, "Master Jim, what do you want to do? I tell you, my father is the captain of the knights, you can't."

"Hmph, you also told me about your good-for-nothing father. If it weren't for him, Fast Territory wouldn't have suffered such a big loss."

Jim was furious, looked at the trembling girl in front of him, and sneered: "Now let you compensate the loss of the leader of the Byron Knights."

"don't want!"

Looking at Jim approaching, the girl screamed.

Phew!

There was no sound, not even a shadow. Jim's eyes widened, his forward movement froze, and a blood streak appeared under his neck.

Boom.

The girl opened her eyes, and then let out a cry of fear again. She didn't notice the half-open door.

That night, the fourth son of Viscount Fast was killed at home. The murderer was nowhere to be found, which became Viscount Fast's heartache.

Because of this matter, Viscount Fast once again used Knight Byron, ostensibly giving him great trust.

Knight Byron was grateful for the Viscount's trust and vowed to win the battle of honor, but only he knew what he really thought.