Transmigration of the bastard lord

The Nice militia was handed over to Sig. The earl first expressed his support for Youguang's general policy, but then drastically revised the specific plan for using these civilian armed groups.The method of driving cats and mice away (yes, that’s a new word) and annexing other bandit gangs by force is correct, but in Sig’s opinion, this method is too simple and rude, and has no aesthetic feeling at all.Instead of making others submit timidly, he still likes to use interests as a bait to make others consciously tie themselves to his chariot to work for him willingly and take pride in being able to lick his shoes.

In the spacious wooden house, the Earl sat at the head, and glanced indifferently at the bandit leaders who lined up neatly in front of him. There was no kindness or contempt in his expression, so calm that no one could see happiness or anger.

"Gentlemen, I'm glad you've made a wise choice. Those who serve the Frendies will never regret his decision, and as long as you put your heart into it and follow Hyderside Castle's orders, you can get as much as you can imagine things, and things you can't even imagine."

The Earl spoke calmly, took out two delicate bottles from the inside pocket of his coat, and played with them between his palms.

"Nice, have the results of the battle been calculated?" Seeger turned his attention to Nice, and the ex-exiled noble quickly stood up and said respectfully: "Yes, respected Earl. We have intercepted more than 31% of the fleeing nobles from Marquis City. , except for those who were damaged in the firefight, those who were captured were tied up. There were six viscounts, [-] barons, and two caravans under the command of the viscounts... All the property seized has also been registered, except for those that are not convenient for valuation. Jewelry, weapons and armor, and cash are shared..."

Niss said a number that was not too big or too small, but it could make countless people work hard for it. The seven bandit leaders in the room except Niss were all salivating.Fourteen eyes lit up like lanterns.

Seeger quietly listened to Nice's report of the seizure, and suddenly frowned, and said in an unhappy tone: "Viscount Jeremiah is famous for his collection of weapons, and one of his collections is a dagger 'The Serpent's Fang'. It's something from the League of Assassins...why isn't this Viper's Fang captured?"

Nice's expression was obviously taken aback for a moment. In the previous biography, the Earl did say that "there is no cat that does not steal fish". The gestures of the bandits will definitely decrease after this batch of property passes by. He would be too fussy... Fortunately, before he became a bandit, Niss was also a nobleman, and he understood Sig's intentions in an instant; Niss, who was dressed not like a bandit but like a feudal noble, immediately showed guilt, With a guilty look, he "unconsciously" and "subconsciously" took a peek at a bandit leader.

The bandit leader who was "betrayed" by Niss was a thin and capable snake assassin. This guy glared at Niss with pupils that were different from humans. Cold sweat broke out on his face; but there was also a fierce, desperate look unique to outlaws in the cold pupils, which responded to the count's gaze dangerously and provocatively.This is the lair of bandits. If this nobleman is ignorant and insists on being truthful, he will die, and no one will please him!

Seeger still had no expression on his face, playing with the two delicate vials in his hand: "The branch of the swamp walker, the assassin Gusta... you, take a step forward."

Gusta, the snake assassin, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and took a step forward. A pair of strange alien pupils stared at Sig, and unconsciously put his hand on the weapon at his waist.

Niston was a little nervous at the moment. His gang has a lot of say on this border, but it has not yet reached the point of dominance; it took a lot of effort to gather these bandits together. Gusta's gang There are quite a few strong ones, and if they really do it, the Nice militia will inevitably have to bleed...

The other bandit chiefs couldn't help but stare at Sig Frandy. This time, they voted for a change of appearance and a vote to seek refuge in Hyderside Castle. Who is not tempted by the good things, except for Gusta, other people have not missed it...

Sig suddenly smiled, and his indifferent eyes became gentle. He looked at the vigilant Gusta with appreciation, and his tone of voice was light enough to make everyone who knew him doubt: "Don't be so nervous. It's just a dagger, then." With a wave of his hand, he picked up the delicate vial with the loose cap and threw it lightly at Gusta.The snake assassin was stunned, he couldn't react to the kindness and joy released by the other party, and he just caught the vial which was so small that it was only the size of a thumb.

--reward?Almost everyone in the room reacted in the same way. The appreciation and joy that the Earl suddenly showed was too different from the previous indifference; and the overly delicate bottle that was obviously made by an alchemist was very valuable no matter how you looked at it. .

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

The shrill screams almost broke through the roof. Gusta, who was puzzled a second ago, held his arm in horror. The hand that caught the bottle turned black, corroded, and festered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the stench instantly Fill the whole room.

The other six bandit chiefs and Nis jumped out neatly, seven pairs of eyes glared at Gusta who had fallen to the floor; and with just a few breaths, his hands were already rotten. at the elbow.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!"

The horrified Gusta's already ugly facial features were twisted into a ball, tears streaming down his face, and he began to roll on the floor.The flesh on his palm festered and turned into black lumps, which fell down piece by piece, exposing the white finger bones.In his screams, the edge of festering had spread to his shoulders.

Seeger, who was sitting on a high-backed chair, had returned to indifference, and his face-changing speed was comparable to turning the pages of a book.Gusta's shrill screams sounded like a breeze in his ears, and it didn't affect the Earl's mood at all.

Gusta, who was rolling all over the floor, was in stark contrast to Sieg Frandi, who was so calm and frightening. The Earl, who ignored the life and death of others and was merciless in his shots, gave the bandit leaders the blood in his bones in a blink of an eye. That unruliness was a blow to the head; even blood-lickers like them couldn't keep calm in the face of this weird situation.Nice came out more and more, talked about the hem of the long windbreaker, knelt down on one knee, and hurriedly begged: "Please forgive us, Earl, I beg you to forgive our recklessness... Gusta is suitable to be the master of the fang of the viper, I think, if we are not selfish, but earnestly requesting from you, as tolerant as you, we will definitely fulfill our little wish."

Sig glanced at Nice, and opened the second bottle in his hand expressionlessly.

As soon as the lid was opened, the thumb-sized vial immediately exuded a surge of sacred aura, clearing away the stench in the house; even the movement of Gusta, who was struggling and rolling on the floor, was much quieter, and the speed of corrosion and festering on his arms was also obvious. decline.

Gusta couldn't help looking at Sieg eagerly, and he could no longer see the madness unique to desperadoes.

Seeger held the vial with his fingers, handed it to Gusta, and spoke again: "I don't hate greedy people, but I only allow greed within the scope of my permission. Gusta, my mercy will not have the second time."

Gusta turned over and knelt down, exerting his self-control and maintaining a rare respect, tremblingly took the vial from Sig, and couldn't wait to drink it.

The bandits who witnessed the power of "God's Blood" for the first time all widened their eyes, and the pale face of Gusta who drank "God's Blood" returned to rosy in the blink of an eye, and the corrosion and festering that had rotted to the shoulders were stopped. ; Then, starting from the shoulder, Gusta's eroded flesh fell down in pieces, and the bones of the entire arm appeared in front of people; immediately, at a speed visible to the naked eye, tender granulation sprouted from the place where the skin and flesh fell off on the shoulder, blood vessels The nerves are like sprouting willow branches, spreading to the palm together with the new flesh.In less than 10 minutes, the arm, which had been rotten to the bone, recovered as before, and even the sharp nails unique to the snake clan grew out.

"Mother Earth is here... Goddess of the forest is here..." Gusta, who was staring at his arm the whole time, changed his face again and again, weeping bitterly, and was so excited that he couldn't help himself; he caressed his lost and regained arm, piously like fanatical believer.Gusta, who had been a bandit for many years, did not take death seriously for a long time, but compared with death, watching his body fester and rot with his own eyes felt a terrifying feeling, no matter how strong his nerves were, he would collapse.

Compared with Gusta, who had personally experienced life and death, the others were not insignificantly touched.Only one drop of the black liquid that can kill the powerful snake assassins made the bandit leaders no longer dare to be disrespectful to the nobleman on the high-back chair, and the golden water drop with the effect of white bones made them even more excited The chest is full of strong desire, not losing to Gusta just now.

Seeger reached into the inner pocket of his coat again and pulled out two identical vials.One gold and one black, the mysterious, terrifying, and fascinating exquisite vials tightly attract everyone's attention.

Seeger looked indifferent, and still played with the two small bottles in an indifferent manner; facing Niss's hesitant gaze, the Earl, who wanted to raise the other side, gave Niss face, and spread his palms and said to Niss: " The 'divine blood' that can be saved without dying, and the 'devil's blood' that can erode the enchantment below the magister are just little things."

"Gulu" repeatedly, including Nisi, the eight bandit leaders all swallowed a mouthful of saliva.What is the concept of the enchantment below the erosion magister?When taking risks and exploring unknown places, you no longer have to worry about being trapped by a certain formation; even if it is a treasure chest left by an ancient giant, this erosive demon blood can be used as a door opener.And the divine blood whose healing effect breaks through the sky - that f*ck is simply a second life!There is wood!

"I brought two sets this time. It was originally as a reward for the outstanding ones among you... Unfortunately, I wasted one set just now." Sig said in a calm tone to make up for the bandit leaders, including the prisoners. Including Gusta, the eight of them all showed remorseful expressions wishing to turn back time.

Gusta knelt on one knee, no matter what he thought in his heart, at least the Snake Assassin at the moment was convinced on the surface: "I apologize for my offense, Lord Earl. I... really want a good weapon, Please reward me with the fangs of the viper, my lord."

Sig nodded, and his purpose was not to recover a useless dagger: "I respond to your request, Gusta. You can keep the fangs of the viper, but other things must be returned to the seizure statistics According to the rules of the castle, participants can share [-]% of what they seized, but no one is allowed to reach out to things that should not be taken, even the Adventurer's Association and the Hunter's Association."

"Yes, Earl." Gusta lowered his head, and the others did not dare to pretend to be a wolf with a big tail. Another burly bandit leader immediately stood up and said, "I think we need to recount the seizures, right? Nice brother. It may take a moment of your time, my lord count."

If others cooperate so much, Sig doesn't have to put on airs anymore.Taking out his pocket watch to check the time, Sig stood up: "End counting before three o'clock...can it be done, Nice." Niss nodded, and Sig didn't bother to study, "Very good. Well, now I'll go to See how those gentlemen are doing. The mines in the east need some manpower, and I hope they will come in handy."

"I'll take you there, Earl." Niss took two quick steps and opened the door first, speaking earnestly, not at all caring about Sieg's grievance that he had clearly acquiesced to the thieves reaching out before, but was making a fuss about it.

Smart people always know when to help the leader take the blame. It is foreseeable that Nice, who was born as an exiled aristocrat, will be able to do well in the future.

Sig is finishing the work of clearing the aristocratic class in Marquis City, and beating the newly received disobedient younger brothers by the way, while other people in the castle system are also fighting on the front line of flood relief.

The snow melted in the plains and shallow hills of Hydesside. The castle organized manpower to dig ditches and strengthen the river channel to prepare for the response. The soaring river only slightly overflowed the river surface and flooded some low-lying areas. , generally did not cause any major losses.But this is just the beginning. As the weather gradually warms up, after the snow of the Roca Mountains spanning the three major territories and occupying nearly a quarter of Hyderside in the middle, the river that has just receded is surging again; The cities of Anpu and Batty directly below the Kashan Mountains are once again facing a flood crisis.

"One, two, three! Let it go!"

The female voice, which was not at all clear and melodious, roared, its roughness was comparable to that of a roaring river.

To the northwest of Batty City, the upper reaches of the Kirk River, one of the two major rivers in Hydesai, once the embankment was cut off, the river was filthy, and the sand brought down from the Rocka Mountains was slapped on the warriors who fought against the flood. , causing the boys and girls in their prime to stagger and stumble from time to time.

Two days ago, we could still see the sunshine with no temperature. After the 26th, the sky became cloudy, and there was continuous light rain in the generation near the Rocka Mountains.The water level of the Kirk River rose three times a day. All the young and strong workers in the Rennes engineering team were mobilized to reinforce the river bank with sacks filled with sand; Before the resistance, a new river channel was dug out to divert the flow, allowing the flood to bypass the city of Bati, where 10,000+ people gathered.

More than [-] female men from the women's team of the engineering team also joined the rescue army. It is really that the public opinion in Badi City has too much opinion on the castle. High; The new river channel that was scheduled to be excavated has not yet been half completed. The flood came, and the engineering team had to put all available manpower into it.

Now the women's team is cooperating with the strong youths of the main team to block the mouth of the river, and more than 8000 engineering team employees and employees transferred from nearby farms are working overtime to excavate the river channel dug from the southwest to divert the river water. Rising floods race against time.

"One, two, three! Let it go!"

Anna, the captain of the women's team, roared, raised sandbags with her thick arms, and threw them forcefully onto the artificial embankment that was more than one meter above the river.She and her teammates around her were also chilled by the rain mixed with muddy water. Her hair of different lengths was curled against her scalp, and the face, hands, and neck were all covered with sandbags. Mud presented by mud water.

"Hurry up! The water is picking up again!"

A thin clerk led the clerks who couldn't resist sandbags to run wildly with empty sacks, moving from a nearby temporary warehouse to the sandy land under the hills not far away.Temporary workers hired in Batty City and farm support employees brandished shovels and filled sandbags while looking at the dangerous embankment not far away with fear.

The engineering team workers who are used to queuing up and down the sandy land and the embankment are busy but not chaotic, and the artificial embankment protruding from the river is gradually increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.But the water potential has no tendency to slow down, and the overflowing muddy water has already stained the ground here into a swamp.

"This won't work, we have to reinforce it!" Alger, a second-tier fighter who was born in Sieg's regiment and is also a firefighter like Schill, slapped his face fiercely, ran to a high place and shouted, "Anna, take your big brother with you!" Lishi come here, let's get stones to strengthen the dam!"

"Yes, Mr. Alger!" Anna responded, and quickly pointed out more than 20 women's teams who did not participate in the professional assessment but whose strength was close to the second level, and temporarily put down the sandbags and ran over.

"I'm going to blow up the hill over there. Mr. Andrew gave me some potions. You move the chunks of stones behind the embankment to withstand the sandbags..." Alger explained a few words, and activated the charge skill of the second-tier fighter first Run to the nearby hill.Anna led the people to follow, cutting off the thorns and bushes blocking the way along the way, so as not to cause trouble.

With a loud noise, half of the hill collapsed.Anna shouted, "Follow me!" and led the way to the unsafe quarry.The weight of boulders of different sizes is astonishing, and it is not the ability of strong men who are not talented to move them.Fortunately, these female men are strong people gathered from all sides, and one of the women from the elephant tribe is born with supernatural power.

Near one o'clock in the afternoon, the water slowed down a bit, and a rough and solid stone wall was piled up behind the artificial dam.The flood fighters took a short break to catch their breath, and the newly transferred canteen in Batty City also organized staff to deliver lunch.But the bad thing is that the canteen staff also brought bad news: the free folk in the villages and towns below the mouth of the Kirk River refused to move.

Anna went down one bun at a time, her eyeballs popped out in shock, and she almost choked to death; swallowing the buns hard, Anna, a strong woman whose temper and gentleness are two parallel lines, yelled: "Aren't you leaving now? Those guys are dying?!"

Mr. Andrew, who came to deliver the food together, shrugged his shoulders, with a disapproving expression on his face: "I have also tried to persuade... But those idiots think it is a conspiracy by the castle, and they are going to trick them into the wilderness to slaughter blood sacrifices. This kind of mess Where did the idea come from? Well, a few days ago, there were rumors in the city that Mrs. Lilith bathed in the blood of a young girl to keep her youth forever, and that the earl would eat a human heart for a meal. In comparison, the blood sacrifice is not bad. Reasonable."

"..." The corner of Anna's mouth twitched, ignoring the recognized unreliable alchemist, and turned to look at Alger, the second-tier firefighter fighter who is as famous as Schiller, "Mr. Alger, the junction of the new river and the old river, the mouth of the river There must be a flood discharge, and the downstream villages and towns will definitely be affected, what should we do?"

Unlike the slow Schiller, Alger is a more aggressive young man.He frowned and thought for a while, and came up with an idea: "The women's team selects a few girls who look safer to persuade, and finds a way to bring people from the villages and towns to the river mouth. If they can still face this kind of flood, then There is nothing we can do."

After a hasty lunch, the warriors went to the front line again.The sparse light rain stopped for a while, and after two o'clock, the rain gradually became heavier, and the torrent pouring down from the Luoka Mountains became more ferocious.

In the women's team, Lydia, who is petite and relatively "safe" in appearance, ran to the villages and towns in the lower reaches of the river mouth. After a while, when she came back, there was no one behind her, but there was a bloody gash on her head. .

"No way, captain, they will throw stones at me as soon as I get close to them, saying that people in blue uniforms are demons." Lydia clutched her open forehead, her expression ugly.Before joining the women's team, Lydia was also a bully in her hometown. When did she suffer from such uselessness?

"Then let them die—" Anna put down the stones she had just carried and said angrily. The uniform on her body was scratched a few times while carrying the stones, which made her feel very distressed.She thought it was her luck to be able to wear this blue overalls, which represented honor; this kind of honor, which represented dignity and ability, was slandered by others. If it wasn't for lack of energy, Anna really wanted to rush over and beat someone up.

Andrew, who was idly watching the excitement and flying to somewhere from time to time to drop the liquid coagulation potion to seal the leak, suddenly frowned; the notoriously unreliable alchemist tilted his head and thought for a while, then rose a little higher In the middle of the air, I set up a pergola and looked into the distance.

"...Uh... not good." Seeing the scene in the distance clearly, Andrew's complexion changed drastically, and he turned around and flew towards Anna, Alger and the others, "Hey, guys, we'd better get out of the way, I saw a very Big waves... Uh, I really doubt that this is not the inland but the coast, I went to the beach when I was traveling in the Inardelli territory, and I have never seen such a big wave there..."

Mr. Andrew was still babbling, Alger, Anna and the others changed their complexions drastically; Alger quickly rushed to the clerks who were loading sand and gravel and carrying sacks on the other side of the battlefield, while Anna took a deep breath and rushed to the busy crowd Shouting: "Everyone is there! All retreat to the rear! Gather at a high place! Strong and strong assist the workers to retreat, hurry, hurry!!"

The proportion of strong men in the women's team far exceeds that of the home team. The women men immediately obeyed the captain's call and led the front-line workers back; Anna temporarily acted as the commander-in-chief, urging the workers to retreat to the high ground; Point out a few teammates and ask them to assist Alger in protecting those clerks, helpless temporary workers, and farm employees.Seeing that everyone was busy, Mr. Andrew felt that he couldn't be idle, so the alchemist lowered his head and thought about it, took out a handful of light and shadow stones, and planned to record this scene showing the power of nature...

—Please do something serious, Mr. Andrew...