Working Prophet

Kieran and Yinshou looked at these nobles who used to rely on their status and ignored them, but now they all smiled, and some people took out gold coins and stuffed them secretly.

Kieran slapped away a hand holding the money bag, looked at the owner of that hand, a certain imperial earl, and said with a serious face.

"What are you doing? What do you want to do? I tell you that I am the most upright person and I will not accept bribes."

Silver Hand had already held a ruby ​​in his pocket, but after hearing what Kieran said, he reluctantly took it out again, and echoed, "That's it."

The earl was a little embarrassed, "Sir Kieran, you misunderstood. This is not a bribe, it's just some local products I brought."

"Really?" Kieran's face softened a little, he took the bag, weighed it in his hands twice, felt that the souvenirs were quite enough, and then accepted it with satisfaction.

"I heard that the cherries in Langling taste good, so I will try it reluctantly."

"Ah, you can eat as much as you like. If it's not enough, I'll have someone bring it over." The count smiled apologetically while cursing secretly in his heart.

"It's winter, you're eating a lot of cherries, can't you be more careful when making up lies? Do you think this guy is a fool?"

However, he could only hold these words in his stomach and dare not say them at all, because today is different from the past, although Kieran and Silver Hand are only the lowest baron.

But he was a baron conferred by Solomon, and he, the earl, was a vassal of the Vespasian family, and he was no longer very useful.

In such a comparison, his status is not as good as the two little bards who were completely ignored by him before.

The earl never thought that one day he would have to kowtow to such a guy, and he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

But before he could continue to feel sad, Kieran hooked his fingers at him, "I know what you want to know, put your ear here, and I'll tell you."

When the count heard this, he was so happy that he didn't even bother to lament that the world was declining and people's hearts were no longer what they were before. He immediately got up close and personal.

Kieran leaned into his ear and quickly said a word, a look of confusion appeared on the earl's face, and he wanted to ask again, but Kieran waved to him again, "Okay, let's go, don't delay Next person.”

Afterwards, Kieran and Silverhand were collecting money while giving pointers to the nobles.

In just a short period of time, he earned almost a thousand gold lions. The rest of the people either thought it was too expensive, or the people who had paid and listened to it all looked dull, feeling that the information was not that valuable.

So he gave up his plan to bribe the two bards.

Jilan held a pile of souvenirs and looked around. Seeing that no one came to give money anymore, he distributed 500 gold coins to the team of wing warriors guarding the gate.

Then he took the remaining money and left with Silver Hands.

The nobles who came to surrender waited with anxiety until the seventh day, when Solomon placed the venue for the tourney next to King's Landing Tower.

Looking at the ruins of that place, the nobles of the empire were in mixed feelings, and Solomon didn't show up afterwards, instead they saw a group of Wing warriors walking over with about a dozen captives.

When the prisoners got closer, someone noticed that they all had red hair, but the color varied.

There is no doubt that they all come from the same family and are royal members of the empire.

Also coming with them is the former intelligence chief Yiwang.

Yiwan's face was a bit ugly. Even though he had seen too many storms and waves, his scalp still felt numb when he thought of what was going to happen next.

But thinking of Solomon's explanation, he had to bite the bullet and speak.

"Welcome everyone... come to watch this martial arts performance. In order to avoid waiting for everyone to be hungry, Lord Solomon specially prepared a... appetizer for everyone."

"Where are the appetizers?" A nobleman looked around and saw no sign of food.

But then he saw Ivan pull out a silver knife from his waist and walk up to a prisoner.

That prisoner should be the oldest among them, and he was estimated to be over 200 years old.

He saw Ivan walking towards him, but his face was content and fearless, and he opened his mouth to curse, "Traitor! You shameless traitor, you betrayed your lord, you and the family behind you will be punished by all Cursed by God!!!”

Ivan sighed, "Prince Solman..." The former intelligence chief seemed to want to defend himself a few more words, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth.

In the end, he could only put the silver knife on the old man's left arm and use a slight force to cut off a piece of bloody flesh from it.

Yiwang pinched the piece of meat, put it into his mouth, and swallowed it while suppressing the feeling of vomiting.

Then he handed the knife to the stunned Imperial noble who was standing closest to him.

"Please, please have a meal."

"No, it's better not to, I'm not hungry." The noble said in horror, taking two steps back.

However, Ivan did not take back the knife and said seriously, "This is Lord Solomon's order. If you want to serve him, you need to prove your loyalty to him.

"Eating this appetizer proves that you really intend to stand with him."

"No, this is too cruel." A nobleman's face showed a look of unbearability, "I can't do it."

After saying that, he wanted to leave, but found that the way he came had been blocked by a group of Wing Clan warriors.

And I don't know when, they were surrounded by Yi tribe warriors, surrounding them in the middle.

The nobleman stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Ivan again.

The latter had gradually regained his composure at this time, "If you don't want to die, just do as I say."

All the nobles were silent after hearing this.

Solomon recruited new allies with very generous conditions, and when they arrived at Lionheart Castle, although Solomon did not entertain them, he also arranged accommodation and food for them.

So much so that some of them even had the illusion that Solomon needed them very much now, and they also had the capital to negotiate with Solomon.

But in fact those Wing tribesmen are the conquerors of this continent, and Solomon is not so much looking for allies as he is training hounds.

As a hunting dog, loyalty to the owner is always the most important thing.

After a while, a noble came forward, took the silver knife from Iwang's hand, and walked towards a young man.

The young man looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was not as tough as the old man before. When he saw someone walking towards him, he was trembling. He was so frightened that he peed and kept begging for mercy.

The noble's hand holding the knife was also trembling. Finally, he was cruel and cut it off. The screams rang out, making everyone's skin crawl.

Then the third person, the fourth person... the nobles who came to surrender walked up one by one, and in the end only six of them stayed where they were.

Including the noble who planned to leave before, he seemed to want to wait for the competition to end and leave quietly, but the next moment an arrow was shot from his side, accurately piercing his neck.

At the same time, the other five people around him were also hit by arrows. They opened their eyes wide and fell to the ground with unwilling expressions. Some of them wanted to regret it, but they were shot to death before they could say anything.

The remaining nobles were terrified, and in their ears were the wails of the dying members of the Vespasian family.

Every sound reminded them of their situation.

After everyone had taken action, Yiwang stood up again and announced the start of the martial arts tournament, but just when everyone was curious about where the contestants were.

The former intelligence chief said again, "The contest has already begun, you are free to choose your opponent, whoever kills your opponent will not only serve Master Solomon, but also get the opponent's land.

"I would like to remind you again, for those who deliberately do not participate in the competition, you should have seen their fate just now."