Tucker Mountains.

The forests on both sides are dense, a small path winds forward in the shade of the trees, and butterflies fly by in the green grass.

Wu Ming rode on the tall horse, sitting with Beculius in his arms, watching the scene quietly, feeling a sense of peace.

After walking through this forest, there were sporadic ridges on the roadside. The farmers above stopped to farm and stared at the two nobles in amazement.

After all, just from their clothes and expressions, the farmers knew that there were big people here, and they didn’t look like the young master and lady who came out for a trip to the noble family.

"I'm going to Knight Casro's house. Which of you is willing to lead me?!"

Wu Ming asked loudly.

"Young man, tell me what you meant!"

An old farmer stood up and held a sickle. His hands were calloused, but his eyes were quite sharp and his physique was tall. He must have been trained and had the experience of serving in the army.

"I come to visit the widow and daughter of Knight Casro!"

Wu Ming said directly.

The archbishop of the church is right. The treasured knight sacred oil of the Earl of Blue Mountain has indeed been sold out. The lord who was loyal to Wu Ming regretfully told him that if he wants to baptize knights, he must wait at least until this winter, unless he is willing to accept gifts from the church or Viscount Garcia.

Obviously, Wu Ming immediately refused and was about to come to his territory and seal it.

This time, the Earl of Blue Mountain released it very readily and issued a certificate to him. Of course, there were basically not many territories that could be enfeoffed in the entire Fengying Plain.

But Wu Ming was very lucky. His lord, Earl of Blue Mountain, had just suffered a defeat and several knights died, so several manors were vacant.

This is also the reason why the Earl of Blue Mountain can promise to be crowned the champion of the competition.

Although he is a great nobleman, he is also constrained by his nobles. If he really wants to reform, he will lose to Garcia, an outsider.

"You want to see your wife?"

The old farmer's hands trembled, his body even began to tremble slightly, and his face was filled with fear.

"Come on, Old Chev will take you where you want to go!"

He took a deep breath and said slowly, giving another wink to the young man behind him.

The young farmer did not move at all, but a child holding the thatch next to him was stunned. He quickly threw off the farm tools and ran away.

"Let's go!"

Wu Ming seemed to have not seen his little movements at all and said directly.

Choff put down his sickle, took out another straw, held it in his mouth, and happily led the way.

He first brought Wu Ming to a fruit forest, which was planted with apple trees and lush branches and leaves. It is believed that the flowering moon in April to May will turn into a beautiful sea of ​​flowers.

Below the fruit forest is a cemetery, with a large number of names engraved on the white marble, including the mounds of civilians, and several tombs built of marble, like the tombs of nobles.

‘We are from the Tucker Mountains, we fight for freedom!’

At the entrance of the cemetery, there is also a line of such inscriptions engraved.

"Tuck Mountain People?"

Wu Ming smiled.

"Yes... Our ancestors were a group of wild people. We were covered with the blood of wild people and would fight back against all cruelty!"

Old Qiaofu looked at Wu Ming with fearlessness.

‘What a smart old guy, have you guessed something... What a pity, what's the use?’

Wu Ming said: "I can ignore your offense and deception, but before dark, I must meet the wife of Knight Carlos!"

Jove stopped and knew that his plan to delay time had been seen through.

After all, he was a leader. Even though he had been a mercenary for a while and had some insight, he still didn't dare to do anything to a noble.

Anyway, he had already taken the other party to a big circle, and the plan had been achieved. He immediately smiled and showed his dark teeth with yellow teeth: "Of course, our wife is a kind and kind person, and she is very hospitable!"

This time, Chev did not make any tricks, but Wu Ming arrived at the residence of Knight Carlos when it was almost dark.

With the knight's financial resources, it is still difficult to build a castle, so their family lives in a huge wooden villa.

The oak floor, the red sandalwood steps and windowsills, as well as the curtains made of brocade, the red roof, and everything made nostalgic appear in Bettesi's eyes.

In front of the villa, several nervous women were already waiting.

"A guest from afar, I am the local owner Amilia, tell me what you want!"

The widow of the Knight Carlos looks about thirty years old, fair-skinned and tall, and is a rare beauty.

Behind her were two girls, one looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the other was even younger, both wearing ladies' clothes and looking at strangers with curious eyes.

Wu Ming touched his nose and finally knew what Baron Terry's unidentified smile and jealousy meant.

"My name is William! William Wallace! I will be enthroned by the lord Earl of Blue Mountain and will become the new lord of Carlos!"

Although he felt like bullying an orphan and widowed mother, Wu Ming would not give up what he had obtained and said directly.

As soon as this said, he saw the lady's body tremble, and after he showed the canon with the seal stamped with the Blue Mountain Earl's seal and signature to the other party, Amilia's face turned paler.

"No!"

She screamed, causing the two lolita behind her to tremble and grabbed the hem of her skirt.

"This is not in line with the law! I want to appeal to other nobles! The Earl of Blue Mountain violated the sacred agreement of the nobles, and his appointment is invalid!"

"terribly sorry!"

Wu Ming's voice was cold. Before he came, he was ready: "Knight Carlos was honorably killed in battle, but he did not leave any male descendants, and he did not even have a bloody relationship and could not inherit the title. It is reasonable and legal for the lord to take back the fief when he lost his heir and could not fulfill his obligation of allegiance to the lord!"

"Gods, let the dragon capture you!"

Mrs. Amilya's face was full of despair, and two lines of crystal clear tears flowed down, and she cried in tears while holding her two daughters.

She knew that everything about her husband would be taken away, and the young man in front of her would move into her original mansion and give orders to the territory. If the situation was a little worse, she and her daughter would be driven out of the territory, facing the malice of the whole world in a hungry and cold manner.

"It's getting late, will the lady not entertain us for a meal?"

Seeing that Beatrice pulled her cuffs with a face full of helplessness, Wu Ming could only say helplessly.

Mrs. Amilya is a strong woman. After sobbing, she finally stood up and saluted Wu Ming with the corner of her skirt: "Good Lord, I hope you can give me some time with my poor two daughters!"

It seemed that only Wu Ming and Beatrice came, and there was a strange spark in her eyes.

"This is natural!"

Wu Ming ignored the news and entered the villa with Beatrice and had dinner with the seemingly worried hostess.

...

"Owner!"

Late at night, Beatrice, who was in the same room with Wu Ming, said, "That lady..."

"I know... Let's take a break early, there will be an interesting scene tomorrow!"

The other party had very few choices. Wu Ming had already seen through everything and said in a wise tone.

The next morning, breakfast was a fried browned egg cake and two pieces of toasted bread.

While Wu Ming was dining in an elegant position, Amilia came to the hall with her two obviously dressed daughters, regained her confidence and charm, and said her own conditions: "You can inherit my husband's territory, but you must marry one of my daughters!"

Obviously, after a night of careful consideration, Mrs. Amilya, who had few choices, found her way of preservation.

"Sir! I hope we can satisfy you!"

Two loli, one big and one small, blushed, but they still held their skirts and saluted Wu Ming, which made Beatrice next to them swallow a large mouthful of milk in dissatisfaction.

"If...I don't want to, or..."

Wu Ming had a strange smile on his face: "Where am I interested in you, Madam?"

"Nine-level hell!" Mrs. Amilya's face turned red: "I knew you were a shameless bastard, but this place is still my territory, and you can only choose according to my requirements!"

In her heart, she lamented that she planted this cause today and would reap bitter fruits in the future.

Even if the other party makes a choice under her forced force, he will probably still take revenge after he gets the territory in the future.

But compared to future revenge, she still had to drink this glass of honey wine that treasured the poison.

"Oh? Just those people outside?"

Wu Ming put the last piece of egg cake into his mouth, wiped his mouth with a white tablecloth, and then grabbed his sword and opened the villa door.

In the small square outside, many farmers were already standing densely, holding pitchforks and sickles in their hands. They were led by Choff and the butler who had met yesterday, staring at him nervously.

"you……"

Wu Ming's voice amplified: "What do you want to do? Do you fight against your lord? Do you know that just by this, I can hang you all!"

In this era, there was a gap between the nobles and the civilians. It was a death sentence for a civilian to insult the nobles. If the nobles killed a citizen in his territory, they must give a reason. If the citizen belongs to other nobles, they must make monetary compensation. This is stipulated by the law!

Therefore, as soon as he spoke, several farmers took a step back with uneasy faces.

"Don't be afraid, he's just bluffing!"

The old butler roared hard, and then he was hit on the ground by a whistling figure. His nose bridge was broken and blood was flowing.

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