After "Kun Sang" was recognized, he let go of the execution of Gedo's two men, put the soldering iron back into the red charcoal furnace, and let the cooled soldering iron ignite again.
Ge Duo's pupils shrank with the heat.
Kunsang made a sound. If I had to compare it, it was like the sound of satisfaction made by a mouse hiding in the dark when it found that no one was guarding the barn.
"Gedo, when you left the master behind, I took the master and fled desperately. We had already escaped, but you rode the last pony away and didn't care whether we lived or died.
You look down on me, a farmer's child, but you shouldn't look down on Master Oran. He is your brother and your master. Now what do you have to say? "
That time when the city was broken, Olan was imprisoned for only a few months before being redeemed. However, Kunsang was sold to a farther place. Unwilling to give up, Olan desperately begged his father and asked Nanding to find him. Finally, he was found and redeemed two months ago.
Twenty-year-old Kunsang is the same age as Nanding, but now his body is like that of a forty-year-old. His skin is rough, his voice is hoarse, and he has even lost a lot of hair.
His family members perished during the subsequent Viking invasions.
A few days before Olan's death, he returned to his hometown and knelt beside the cross tombstone built by Olan for his parents. He remained silent for three days without saying a word.
When Oran woke up, he met with Kunsang the same day. Kunsang knelt down beside the lord's bed and kissed the precious ring on Oran's hand.
There was only one sentence in his eyes, "Kill all the intruders and traitors who threaten you!"
…
The smell at the bottom of the castle made his already weak body feel repelled, and Oran lost his patience.
"I heard that among the Vikings, there was a very cruel punishment called "Blood Eagle"?" Oran asked Kunsang.
"Yes, before the execution, feed the prisoner a bowl of medicine to ensure that they live longer. Next, let the prisoner face up and tie him to the torture rack with his face down, and cut out a wingless eagle in the center of his back. Outline, then..."
"Stop talking!" In the iron cage with a terrible stench, young Gedo was so frightened by Kunsang's terrifying face that he fainted.
On the side, Gedo's father Soge, after all, is a soldier who has experienced life and death on the battlefield. At this moment, he just wants to spit out the ball of cloth in his mouth and "greet" Oran properly.
Oran watched Sogg struggle, the murderous intent in his eyes no longer hidden.
"Because of your son, Kunsang and I were captured by the Vikings. Because of your suggestion, my father went to attack other barons in the county for a woman. The arrows made his body pus, and he screamed in pain for two days before he died. ,
You touched my foal, put on the horse water that makes the horse go into heat, and the beast threw me off.
All are capital crimes, do you want to defend yourself? As a noble, you have this right. "
"Woooooooo..."
Soge couldn't spit out the ball of cloth, and his face turned red with urgency.
"Since you have nothing to say, you are acquiescing and deserve to be killed!"
This kind of harsh environment is as accustomed to Kunsang as drinking water. There are needle sticks and thorn whips in the cage, and snake gall is mixed with herbs, making people want to vomit when they smell it.
"here you are."
Oran walked upwards, and when he reached the ground, he took a greedy gulp of the fresh air.
Two hours later, cousin Sogg died in the dungeon. This warrior who had beheaded twenty-eight Vikings was eventually killed by "the eldest son Gedo".
Two other subordinates also received the same treatment.
After walking out, Kunsang has become a "torture enthusiast".
In other words, he had developed this habit during his years in Viking.
As for Olan's cousin Gedo, he was forced to kill his relatives and became mentally and physically exhausted.
Under the sharp knives of Nanding and Kunsang that could land at any time, he tried his best to remember what Olan wanted to say.
Tomorrow, in front of several other knights and priests who will come to the castle, he will correct his dead father and take over his father's knight position.
Gedo was imprisoned in a room by Nanding, waiting for tomorrow to come.
After everything was ready, Olan returned to the lord's room and specifically told Kunsang to rest in a room in the castle.
As soon as Kunsang entered, he was knocked down by an experienced woman.
"Who are you!"
Long years of slavery made Kunsang quickly pull out the knife hidden in his waist.
This somewhat pretty maid, who was specially used to take care of the guests of the castle, was so frightened that her face turned pale.
"My lord said... that you have forgotten the taste of English women, let... let me wake you up!"
When Kunsang was sure it was safe, he put away his knife like a lion putting away its fangs.
His eyes fell into the gray flesh.
As the woman's abilities came into play, Kunsang slowly fell.
Sweat dripping and emotions running high.
"Fuck...the Viking barbarians...'Boneless Man', 'Snake Eyes', I will kill you all!"
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At this moment the richest lord's bedroom in the castle.
The room is filled with perfume soaked in flower petals, overwhelming the smells coming from unknown corners.
Oran is being served by the maid Mi'er.
As a maid, she knew everything she should know and what she shouldn't know. She also learned it from the mouths of other older maids.
It was January, the "Northumbria" region was dry and cold, and the winter wind blew through the outer walls.
But the stove in the room didn't make Olan and Mi'er feel the cold at all as they took off their clothes.
Mi'er didn't dare to speak, she only knew that she should do whatever the lord asked her to do.
This is the best way out for a servant. As the lord's lover, if you have one or two children, you can live a relatively decent life as long as you are not left out.
Especially Mr. Oran's appearance is so handsome. I have never seen a better-looking man than Mr. Olan.
A beautiful heart has long been secretly promised.
Oran didn't get his hands on the delicious food.
In the afternoon, he sent soldiers into the manor that originally belonged to his cousin "Sorg" to conduct actual control. They were expected to arrive in the evening.
At this point in time, you should have mastered the village fiefdom.
The hourglass in the room continued to fall. After a few minutes, the life column on the Oran character panel suddenly flashed and then disappeared.
A sound flashed!
"The territory under actual control increases, triggers rewards for establishing an empire, and increases health."
"County Durham needs a master who can spread your fame and spread your wings."
These two sentences made Olan feel much lighter.
"grown ups?"
Mi'er asked Olan in a low voice, who looked strange, but Olan pushed her away without responding. This was a matter of life and death, and no matter how good-looking a woman was, she had to stay aside.
Oran began to think about the words on the character panel.
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Character: Oran. Vijay.
Characteristics: Ambitious.
Goal: Build an empire.
Life: 16/17 (+10 days)
Hidden characteristics: scholar, shrewd, beautiful.
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“If I am ambitious enough to expand my territory and move towards building an empire, can I increase my life?
But why is it ten days, not eight or nine days? Does it have anything to do with population and geographical area?
What should the ratio be...I will send troops into other knight territories tomorrow morning to try..."
"Someone, go and call Nanding."
After Olan discovered a way to increase life, he called outside. The servant left to deliver the message. When the candle became shorter, a reply came from outside the door.
"Sir, are you looking for me?"
"Start tomorrow morning, extend the training time, and give me a list of soldiers. I will use it later."
Mi'er remained quiet as long as Oran kept telling her. She didn't dare to put her clothes back on without the lord's order.
When Olan finished his work, the candlelight beside the bed had become shorter again.
Thinking that his life was shortening, Olan said, "If it looks like an eyesore, add a new candlelight to me."
After understanding what Oran meant, Mi'er lit another wax.
The light increased, like the fire of his own life, Olan was satisfied
Oran had a panoramic view of the scene when Mi'er stood up while lighting the fire.
Then...the two of them slept together on the same bed...
Mi'er had a good figure, but when the long candle flame became obviously shorter, Olan was still a little unfinished.
But... boys, this is England, and I am the most prestigious Baron Oran among the "Three Barons of County Durham".
You don’t have to accommodate anyone!
If a way to prolong life can be found, then this weak body does not need to abstain from sexual intercourse.
If you only have one year to live, then you should live in the most comfortable way.
The main dangers in the collar are cleared, and the first step from boy to man begins.
