The old housekeeper frowned and asked sternly: "We are not talking about a problem, right?"
"Who told you the problem?"
The crystal heavy sword leaning on the ground suddenly burst into flames, and the figure in the swaying flames looked like a demon.
"I'm interrogating you!"
The horrific scenes he saw along the way echoed in Yaro's mind.
A faint trace of inaudible black smoke filled the air quietly, but Yaro had not activated the magic spell yet, and he did not know if the flames had ignited something.
…
Terrifying hungry ghosts all over the mountains and plains!
A skinny body that was so dirty and dark that it shone brightly.
Because he was too thin, his limbs were slender, and only his disproportionately large head remained, like enlarged versions of pitch-black stick figures.
Under the supervision of the guards' leather whips, they swarmed like ants across the plains covered with flowers and grass.
But in a cultivated field, there were scattered distended torsos that fell to the ground.
It's unclear whether those fields were eaten out or dug out.
I don’t know whether they came out to cultivate fields or forage.
Then, the remaining bodies were dragged together by the guards, forming piles for burning.
Waves of fire billowed, sending up billows of black smoke.
The unspeakable stench mixed with the sweet air, forming a disgusting and weird smell.
…
Even Yaro knew that there was a slave era in his previous life, and he also knew that in a world of power, the use of slaves was the norm.
Just like what he said to Bai Lu.
'If you can make a profit by relying on strength, and you can forcefully obtain everything from the other party, and you will not accept any punishment for it, then human nature...or animal nature, it is impossible to give up this approach. '
He understands these truths and things.
But he couldn't guarantee that even if he was perfect, he wouldn't use his power to do similar things.
Even so, when he recalled the scene he witnessed with his own eyes, he still had a lump in his throat, and his murderous intent surged!
A shadow of a bird and beast gradually solidified on the back of the demon-like body.
A pair of sharp scarlet eyes stared fixedly at the old man in front of him.
"I ask you again - are serfs human beings?"
The old butler's legs trembled with fear, and he lowered his stubborn head in awe.
"yes……"
After receiving a positive answer, his scarlet eyes turned to Viscount Corey:
"Since they are human beings...then give them a human appearance, do you understand?"
This was the best solution Yarrow came up with on the road.
Use force to intimidate and intimidate, and loosen the tight ropes around those who are suffering.
This was supposed to be a good fight, a crazy killing, using battles and blood to break all the delusions of Viscount Corey, in order to achieve this prerequisite.
But now, because of the appearance of the young man from before, too many things have been saved.
"Everything will be as you wish!"
Viscount Corey agreed faster, because this condition actually implied that he would not be killed.
"Is it okay to treat the serfs as well as the Countess?" Viscount Cory bowed his head humbly and asked submissively.
"Countess?"
Hearing this word, Yaro recalled the scene when he first arrived at Perrin Manor.
There are also many serfs in Peilan Manor, but although those serfs are still wearing shabby clothes, their complexions are many times better than those here.
Even if others hadn't told them, most people might have thought that they were just ordinary farmers.
So, this is also the work of the Countess?
Valley malaria
This is the second time that Yaro has heard about the countess’ deeds in the past few days.
The last time I heard about it was from the mouth of a witcher, that the countess had opened a witcher academy to promote the training of witchers who specialize in hunting monsters.
But this time, from Viscount Corey's words, he learned about the countess' improvement in the life of the serfs.
If it comes to the demon hunter, it may be because he wants some power.
It would be difficult to obtain any benefits in a short period of time by improving the lives of serfs.
——This is a good earl who is willing to bend down and see the lives of the people at the bottom.
Because he thought about various matters related to the countess, the anger in Yaro's heart calmed down a lot.
The vague shadows of birds and beasts gradually disappeared, and the scarlet eyes regained some clarity.
"Can."
Only then did Yaro remember the main purpose of his coming.
"Where's what I want?"
Viscount Corey had a bitter look on his face: "Um... Sir, I gave your things to my wife. How about you go to the hall to rest for a while, and I will get them for you?"
"You don't need to pick it up in person, right?"
Yaro looked around, pointed at the old butler and said, "Go get it for your master."
Before getting the thing, it was impossible for Yaro to let Viscount Cory out of his sight.
"this……"
The old housekeeper was a little hesitant. How could he not know that Viscount Cory only gave an amber elf to Madam?
Not to mention the fact that there was only one piece, that thing was an item used by the owner for trading. If he went there empty-handed, how could he get it back?
"What? Is there any problem?" Yaro narrowed his eyes slightly, and he noticed something was wrong in the old butler's attitude.
"Don't care if she sleeps or not! Tell her directly that this is my order!" Viscount Corey scolded majestically, "If not, let her come with her things, and I will tell her directly!"
Viscount Corey's words temporarily dispelled Yaro's suspicion.
The old butler bowed his head respectfully: "I understand, Master."
"If you understand, go quickly!"
After Corey gave the order, he turned to Yaro and showed a flattering expression: "Sir, my wife is in the church in the corner of the mansion. It may take a while to come and go. Why don't you go to the hall to rest first?"
This proposal won Yaro’s approval!
If you want to fight, Yaro is not afraid.
He was afraid that he would not be able to fight like this. Surrounded by many guards and under the prying eyes of countless archers, he had to concentrate on maintaining vigilance at all times.
"Can."
Yaro maintained his expert demeanor and nodded grimly.
As Yaro responded, the flames on the crystal heavy sword gradually recovered, and the strange eyeballs on the heavy sword became brighter and brighter.
When you are about to step into someone else's territory, you should not completely let go of your caution. With the addition of the thermal melting technique, the eyes of lava at this time have already accumulated an unknown amount of heat.
"please!"
At the invitation of Viscount Corey, Yaro stepped towards the dazzling and gorgeous door without fear.
…
It's just a step away, but it seems like the difference between heaven and earth.
Several dazzling crystal lampstands emitted bright and soft light, illuminating the luxurious and spacious hall as if it were daytime.
On the food pedestals on both sides of the hall, there were still a large amount of delicacies piled up, exuding an alluring fragrance.
Soothing music echoed in the air, and neatly dressed waiters maintained polite smiles, steadily holding silver trays and cups of clear wine, waiting quietly in the corners on both sides.
There is even a small wine fountain on one side of the corner. As the wine continues to tumble, the faint odor of wine is evaporating and the soft light shines.
Even without guests, this large hall did not seem empty.
Because on the stage in the center of the hall, a group of young and beautiful women in thin shirts were dancing full of desire.
The snow-white skin, plump body, and enchanting dancing posture... turned this hall into a paradise of desire.
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