Wizard: I brought the wrong system

The one who spoke was an old man in neat and formal attire. His movements were rigid. Judging from his expression, he was already very angry, but his behavior still followed some invisible rules.

This usually only happens to housekeepers.

Although he had a guess in his mind, because of Bosco, Yarrow couldn't guarantee that his guess was absolutely correct.

But in the next moment, the surrounding guards named him.

"Steward Enoch!"

Just a butler?

Just when Yarrow was a little disappointed, another group of guards who were fully alert walked out of the bright hall.

In the center surrounded by the guards, there was a gentleman in his thirties, with white sideburns, he looked quite vicissitudes.

His clothes are very luxurious, and all kinds of clothes are also very decent. Coupled with the black signet ring worn on the ring finger of his right hand, Yarrow immediately confirmed his identity.

But at this moment, on the edge of the guard group, an inconspicuous young man in a gray robe suddenly said:

"You are the dancer under the moon? I never expected that you, who are so famous, actually live in our territory."

What the young man in the gray robe said made the middle-aged gentleman startled, chewing on the strange title of 'Moon Dancer'.

Our territory?

Yarrow turned his head to look, looked the young man up and down, and asked tentatively, "Viscount Corey?"

"I'm."

The middle-aged gentleman among the guards replied in a deep voice, "My lord has been silent in Perrin Castle for so long, why did you forcefully break into my mansion late at night, hurt my guards, and kill my attendants?"

From this sentence, it can be seen that Viscount Corey should have received a message from the guard.

Yarrow held the epee in front of him, looked at the middle-aged gentleman again, and asked pointedly: "Don't you know?"

Viscount Corey frowned slightly, thought for a while, looked up at the direction of Perrin's territory, suddenly thought of something, and asked suddenly:

"Adults want a share too?"

Yarrow sneered, "Heh! I'm here for the owner to recover what was stolen by the robbers!"

Viscount Corey misunderstood Yarrow's meaning, he twisted the thick signet ring: "You want them all? My lord, don't be too greedy! Those things are all within the territory of the Kingdom of Llanelli and belong to The Llanellis'..."

"No, don't say that!" The young man on the side kept denying, looking at Viscount Corey with a half-smile, "I don't even know what you are talking about..."

Viscount Corey was about to defend himself: "Master Reid Llanelli..."

"Shut up!" After scolding Viscount Corey, the young man looked back at Yarrow, nodded kindly, "You have something to do today, I will visit another day."

With that said, he turned around and walked out.

But at the moment when he and Yarrow were separated, the young man suddenly stopped and looked back at Yarrow, "By the way, if possible, can you spare his life?"

"If you kill him, it will be very embarrassing for me."

Ya Luo glanced at him leaning on the epee, and said indifferently: "I will try my best."

Under the calm appearance, Yarrow had already focused his attention on this young man.

Llanelli is the name of this kingdom. Since this young man can take the country as his surname, he might be the royal family of this country.

Because of this, Yarrow was ready for a conflict when he uttered such uncertain words.

The young man shrugged, turned his head and said in a low voice: "Well, if you must do this, I will explain to the family that it was Viscount Corey who lied to me first, and this is my punishment for him."

"But... I can't guarantee the effect."

Yarrow looked at the young man with a faint smile, his face under the skull mask did not fluctuate at all.

The young man patted his oil-stained palm, maintaining that indifferent smile: "Okay, I won't disturb your game anymore, just have fun."

After watching the ordinary-looking young man say these words calmly, even though his appearance remained unchanged, Yarrow felt inexplicably that the young man's temperament was a little more cold and sinister.

Although he didn't know this young man, the reason why he was willing to back down was probably because of the phrase 'Dancer under the Moon'.

If you just maintain a superior posture, you can avoid an unknown battle, and Yarrow will naturally not refuse.

"Will do."

Yaro replied unwillingly.

As if he was very satisfied with Yarrow's answer, the smile on the corner of the young man's mouth was somewhat sincere.

After the young man left, Viscount Corey said calmly: "It seems that I have to hand over the things I just got to you."

Seeing the young man leave as promised, Yarrow couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed. He looked at the middle-aged gentleman with a chuckle and said, "It's always right to return things to their original owners."

At this moment, the old butler, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't bear it any longer. He took a step forward, glared at Yarrow, and asked eloquently, "We captured those by ourselves. Where did they come from? Who is the original owner?" If you fancy it, it’s yours, are you the original owner!”

"Is this a wizard? Ha! As long as you see something, you will force your way into other people's homes, kill people indiscriminately, and rob other people's harvest?"

The surrounding guards were commotion, gradually filled with anger.

"Arrest?"

Yarrow turned his head to look at the old butler, and the bright eyes on the half-faced skull mask also inexplicably glowed red.

"They have their own thoughts and ideas, and they need you to arrest them?"

What the old butler said, to Yarrow, it was as disgusting as if he had eaten something!

"Abduct a few people on the street, and then tell the outside with plausibility that this is wild?"

The strange eyes on the crystal epee also began to shine.

"You go to other people's houses, kill and skin all the guards in other people's houses, and then take their babies away, and then say that you captured them?"

The old butler shook his head indifferently: "We don't need to arrest other people's children, and this thing is not human."

"As for what you said, killing and skinning the guards of other people's houses is even more ridiculous."

"As far as I know, apart from encountering a herd of elk, our soldiers didn't even see half of them, let alone guarding them."

Yarrow looked at the old man's natural expression and knew that he really knew it.

A pixie that resembles a human is not a human.

Naturally, a wise elk is still just an elk.It is normal to kill, peel and eat meat.

In this regard, Yarrow does not want to make more comments.

Everyone's ideology is different, and the scope of evaluation of "one's own people" is also different.

This kind of problem can also be regarded as a problem of human nature. Yarrow himself didn't understand it through his previous life and this life.

But if you follow the old man's thinking, then...

"Are those serfs human?"