"Hmm..." Ze Lin took a sip of the wine. The cold Towson red wine was sweet and delicious, especially after adding ice cubes. Whether it is winter or summer, beer and red wine with ice are always the best to drink.

As if it was rare to see an audience who didn't refute, the earl took a sip of red wine to sooth his throat and said enthusiastically. "We have only one response to this kind of disaster, which is to reduce the number as much as possible to ensure that they will not threaten the survival of human civilization. But it is a cursed treatment method, and people denounce it as making money by killing. The butcher, and the person who protects the people is shunned and scolded by people, and refused to stay overnight on a stormy night. Is this reasonable?"

"Of course this is unreasonable." Guksart said. "But when the monsters are eliminated, the people who destroy the monsters are treated as new monsters, which is unreasonable."

"How is this possible?" The earl stroked his beard. "When the monster has never been wiped out, let alone the situation you assumed."

"In the South, there are many cities without monsters near them, so some local mayors issued decree prohibiting any non-human beings from approaching human cities. Do you know Berhart, Earl? He is the most famous bounty hunter in the South. Some decent, wealthy southerners think that the existence of demon hunters is inappropriate and contrary to nature, so they are willing to pay to clean up the excess creatures in the world. Burhart killed three demon hunters and let him A lot of money was made for this."

"What?" Zelin frowned and looked at Guksat. "What's the matter?"

"It's impossible." Maravill waved his hand and laughed as if he heard a joke. "Nilfgad is a civilized place, and there is no such thing as what you said. If you say it in the north, I might believe it. You might have seen some propaganda that discredited Nilfgad, somewhere, Well, this kind of brochures can be seen everywhere after the Battle of Brenner. I have ordered that I don’t want to see such boring things in my land. This will not only allow people to continue to stay in ignorance, but also What's the use."

"I just live in the south, count." Guksart seemed to want to say something, but Zelin interrupted him with a question. He could see that Maravill didn't seem to like someone saying bad things about Nilfgaard, whether it was true or not.

"You set up roadblocks to stop people distributing leaflets and pamphlets?" he asked suddenly.

"No, it's because of some serfs." Maravill spread his hands. "Some serfs can't stand their masters, so they fled to me in groups. I don't know how many people arrived safely. The forests on both sides of the avenue are full of monsters. Up to now, only four people have come. But the next door The special lord knew about this, and he planned to send adventurers and bounty hunters over to ask me for the farmer who wanted to run away. So I plan to set up roadblocks to delay at least some time."

"I don't think setting up roadblocks is a good way." Zelin shrugged. "You are telling other people that the people or things they are looking for are hidden in your territory. And since Lord Bethe knows about this, it means that someone in your territory is telling him. So, get it from the other party. He won't stop before an answer."

"What kind of answer can I give him?" Maravill frowned. "Hand over people? No, in the name of the gods, I will never send back any farmer who escaped to me. This is about my honor and reputation. Demon hunter, I think you will definitely not let me Send the farmer away, but have a better attention, right?"

"Of course, count, otherwise I wouldn't say more meaningless words." Zelin shrugged. "Thank you for your kind hospitality. I have a way to prevent the annoying adventurers and bounty hunters from sticking their long noses into your land."

"Really?"

"Why should I cheat you? This is meaningless." Zelin raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass. "I will do this for you before leaving tomorrow."

"What am I going to do?"

"Just send a few trustworthy soldiers to follow me, oh yes, it's better to have a knight who knows how to perform."

"That's it?"

"Yes, that's it."

The first thousand seven hundred and seventy-seven chapters of riots

The next day, when the farmers in the Earl of Malaville walked out of their thatched huts and prepared to go to the farmland to take care of the wheat that had not yet sprouts, they were surprised to find that the wooden signs at every intersection were posted. Full of notices of the urgent need for demon hunters.

Terrible man-eating monsters appeared in the nearby forest. Hunters serving the lord in the castle found the remains of the victims in the forest. Most of these corpses were badly damaged and bitten by monsters. Everyone doesn’t know why the monster didn’t kill the forest and attacked the village near the forest. It might be because the monster had eaten enough. It just killed the remaining humans it encountered, or it could be this monster. I just came here, but I still don’t know where there are human gatherings. People have speculated about what this monster is, and the real monster is still a few crazy mangy dogs, but the rumors soon spread among the villages. Everyone hurriedly returned home before the sun had set to prevent a terrible disaster at night. The only good news is that the knights in the castle said that the deceased were not locals, but rather fleeing serfs or poachers.

The next morning, when people woke up from their dreams with worries, they waited until the sun climbed up the hillside and completely dissipated the shadows on both sides of the avenue before leaving the house slowly. At this time, the farmers were surprised to find that the notice posted on the intersection was torn away. That afternoon, the lord announced that he had hired two powerful enough demon hunters to tackle the evil beasts in the forest.

But few people know that in addition to two demon hunters, several bounty hunters also came to the castle of the Earl of Malaville.

"Dead?!" The man with a scarred face suddenly stood up from the seat. "Don't lie to me. Five days ago, there were witnesses who said that they saw a few panicked farmers pushing their carts across the border. Master Becky asked us to find people back within a month."

"Don't get excited, Mr. Lorenzo, you are one of the best bounty hunters in Tamoria. I heard that the royal family of Tamoria once asked you to serve." The earl sat in his seat and said patiently. However, his patience is more aimed at the knight beside the bounty hunter, the Tyrolean knight, before Becky still did not get the permission to build the fief and build the castle, it was his resignation. It wasn't until after the Battle of Brenner that some knights with merits got the title of lord, and Tamoria had so many more masters. "For the escaped serfs, Lord Becky and I have the same idea, that is, leaving their villages and land without authorization is really an unforgivable thing, especially when their village chief ran away with other villagers, and the situation was even worse. , But I can’t turn a dead person into a living person and leave it to you. Only the benevolent gods can do it."

"Everyone knows that the Earl of Malaville is a kind and pious noble, a good man. Every serf who fled to your territory eventually disappeared for various reasons. Of course, they must It won’t be dead. You, a benevolent person, could just sit and watch humans die in front of you, even villains who violate the law.” The voice of the Tyrolean Knight hidden under his visor seemed a bit shrill. The earl knew it was because of the injury. As for whether he was injured in the war or was like this before the war, he doesn’t know, or what Becky’s idea of ​​choosing such a person to become a rebel. Who can guess that because of one or two wars, he climbed into the position of nobility. What kind of quirks are there for people who show off like a living rooster. "So we hope to get permission to search your territory."

"Do you think my territory is Becky's back garden?"

"No, of course not."

"Swear in my honor, I will not tolerate any villains." Maravill coughed heavily, picked up the teacup handed over by the servant, and took a sip before continuing. "But like you said, I will not sit by and watch anything that will endanger the lives of the people raging in the territory. I know that some farmers have crossed the border and fled here. I sent the knights to find them. Now, they just In the courtyard of my castle."

The bounty hunter and the knight looked at each other in surprise.

Maravill stood up straight and walked towards the wooden door behind. "Come with me, if you really want to see them."

The knights and hunters followed the earl through the gate to the courtyard behind. They just stepped through the door fence, and an unbearable stench made them cover their noses.

"That's it." The earl turned away and made a gesture of please look. But in fact, he doesn't need to explain, the guests have already seen what is placed in the courtyard.

On two long tables, there are piles of disgusting minced meat, torn intestines, and some broken bones still inlaid in the meat. Two men carrying swords are standing in front of one of the tables, like It is trying to splice the pieces of minced meat together.

Tyloren turned around and ran away, and soon there was a sound of vomiting in the castle corridor.

The earl beckoned to a servant. "Hey, you, go and see how Mr. Tyrolean is, and also, go and clean the floor."

"What is this?" The hunter's mouth twitched. He was used to seeing similar sights, but placing the corpse on the long table would only appear in the terrible evil spirit ritual. "Why is there no priest of eternal fire here?"

"I invited these two demon hunters." The earl was holding his beer belly with his hands behind his back. "They insisted that my knight bring the victim's body back. They wanted to restore the body, and judged by the scars on the body how terrible monsters attacked these poor farmers. My knight only found two. The rest are in the forest. I don’t know if they are the ones you are looking for. If you want, you can ask my captain, and he will tell you where the body was found, but you have to go by yourself ."

"Why?"

"The monster has not been killed. I will not send my soldiers to die in vain. The demon hunter said that the power of a monster that can cause such destruction can easily shoot a fully armed knight into a flat can."

The bounty hunter's face tangled for a while.

"Count, can you allow us to think about it for a while? Only the Tyrolean Knight can make a decision."

"No problem, please go to the kitchen. My chef will prepare lunch for you." The earl waved, and the guards immediately left the **** backyard with them.

The consideration of bounty hunters and knights did not take too long, especially when the demon hunters came to the earl and said that the dead might be killed by a powerful demon spirit, they quickly made the wisest decision. On the morning of the third day, they rode out of the castle, ready to leave the haunted territory as soon as possible, and search for traces of farmers who had escaped elsewhere.

Standing on the balcony of the castle, looking at the two people leaving behind, the earl patted Zelin on the shoulder. "Tell me, Demon Hunter, how did you get such a corpse? I asked the guard of the cemetery, and he said you didn’t ask him for the corpse. Oh, I saw the **** remains at first sight. At that time, I almost vomited it out."

"You shouldn't go to the cemetery, Mr. Earl." Zelin raised his eyebrows. "You should go to the kitchen."

"Oh?"

"Actually, if a farmer or herder is here, he should be able to recognize it. It is actually a few pieces of pork with bones left."

This plan seems very unreliable. After all, as long as you walk in and take a look, you can see that the **** pork and intestines are very different from humans, but a knight and a famous bounty hunter in Temaria , Who cares what they eat every day before they pass the chef's hands? To this end, Zelin also deliberately put some ground buckthorn in the courtyard. It is conceivable that the courtyard will be unavailable for a week.

"Ah, I didn't expect this." The earl patted his forehead. He turned around with a smile. After a few seconds, he raised his head and looked at Zelin. "Devil hunter, you are indeed as kind and friendly as the rumors say, so I want to talk to you about something."

"What?"

"Hmm..." the earl said after a few seconds of silence. "Do you know the riots in Aden?"

The first thousand seven hundred and seventy-eight chapters

Zelin knew about Aden's rebellion.

In fact, if there was not exactly one, he would like to ask which one the earl said. Aden has suffered from the peasant uprisings. Unlike Rydania and Tamoria, Aden has the best riverside plain and the most dangerous mountain environment. People there never know what it means to obey and what it means to be. Nobles rule, they will only support the strongest person to become the leader. The king wants to secure his position, either he himself is strong enough to be admired by people, or he has a strong enough knight to loyal to him, and then command the kingdom's army. Someone once said that if a king who is believed to have committed a crime stands in the crowd, it only takes a little incitement, and people will swarm.

Of course, if Aden can have Tamoria and Redania, and even the abundance of Kodwin, there will probably not be so many problems. Before Demavin became a new generation of kings, Aden had the best army in the north and the kingdom with the most advanced industrial capabilities. Grain from the Hundred Flower Valley was continuously fed into the granary, and the iron ore of the Mahakam dwarves flowed into the forging of Gureta You can find products from the Van Geborg and Estelberg textile mills in many local markets. De Mavin's father even snatched control of the Haji Fortress from Tamoria, which is located in the center of the north in the Pontal River Valley at the border of the four countries.

But in the Civil War, Hundred Flower Valley became independent, and the Empire was defeated. When it evacuated from Aden, all the factories that could be dismantled were demolished, farmland was burned, and poisoned in ponds. Demavin’s chaotic rule for more than two decades has made this country unable to withstand such a blow. There is no doubt that even if the eye-catching Kodwin does not rely on force to annex the most prosperous Upper Aden area, it will explode here. There was a rebellion that could affect the throne of Aden.

Two years ago, the white knight Serchik was loyal to the king, but he died in a battle at Lokma. Unsurprisingly, when the heavy snow of last winter arrived with the king's tax collectors, the city of Aden **** the tax collectors and threw them out of the city gate.

"I know about the rebellion. I heard that people embraced a female soldier as their leader."