The old mayor's castle was built on a hillside west of Vito.

This is a small castle with three floors and more than thirty rooms, made of stone, making it the most luxurious building in the town.

It highlights the mayor's wealth and authority.

There is a city wall outside the castle. The city wall is very high and ten meters long. There are many arrow towers for defense everywhere on the city wall, and there are no blind spots for attack.

It is completely a war fortress, and it is basically impossible to break it from the outside. Near the dark forest where monsters emerge, such defense is very necessary.

Although something extraordinary happened in the town, the news has not yet reached the castle, and it is still peaceful.

The old mayor, Sir Melbourne, leaned comfortably on the recliner in the study, holding a book of "History of the Palace" with rich hand-painted illustrations. He was flipping with yellow old eyes with thick swollen bags, looking through with interest, and laughing from time to time.

From time to time, a servant would enter and exit his study and whisper to him about the progress of the arrangement of the new decoration in the castle.

Whenever this happened, the old jazz would put down the book in his hand, listen carefully to the servant's report, and from time to time, he would give a few words of advice.

He was so serious and meticulous, because today his son Brand would come back from the city of Rumba, and he must redesign the castle before his son returns.

That was his only son and his pride.

Now, his son is promising. He has been awarded the elemental fire by Baron Heimer and has established enough merits to become a formal knight under the Baron, and has entered the ranks of nobles.

Unlike him, the name of jazz was bought with money, which made him always be called a country bumpkin.

The old jazz is over 60 years old this year and is already considered a long life on the mainland. Originally, at his age, he should have enjoyed his old age.

However, he is lustful. He died a month ago. Half a month later, he married a young and beautiful wife from Lumba City.

The little wife is named Eliza, beautiful and enchanting. She just celebrated her seventeenth birthday before the New Year.

She was born into a famous family in Lumba City, received a good education, and acted noble and elegantly. Unfortunately, the family glory had come to an end. Her brother was gambled. After her father died, less than a year after her small amount of property left was squandered by her brother.

The old jazz used some tricks to set up a condom for the gambler, and easily won the beauty back without spending a penny!

At this time, Eliza was also kneeling behind the old jazz in the study, lowering her head and pounding his back expressionlessly.

This was originally a servant's job, and she, a famous lady, seemed a little clumsy.

Her education since childhood was all about etiquette, equestrianism, dancing and other elegance in the upper class, but she never taught her to do this service.

However, the old jazz liked to let her do these things, and he liked to make these superiors who claimed to be noble in blood lower their heads to serve him, the country bumpkin, whom the gentlemen said.

Eliza was naturally very resistant to this humiliation, but the old Jazz quickly made her realize the reality.

As long as she resisted his orders, she would be beaten and kicked by this old guy without restraint.

After a few times, she accepted her fate and no longer resisted, and became very gentle, at least in the eyes of the old jazz.

Near noon, the old jazz closed the book and solemnly instructed the people behind him.

"Eliza, when my knight son comes back, remember to serve him well and make sure to satisfy him!"

It seems that outsiders are lustful. But he is wronged. He is already so old. If he marrys a young wife, he will make trouble. He will curse him to die soon after.

This woman is actually his son's fondness, but the woman's family is in a downturn and cannot be married as a proper wife, but can only be used as a mistress.

He did this to take full care of the church's face. Who told those servants of God to be full and to stipulate the dogma of monogamy?

This kind of thing is like this throughout the Storm Kingdom, and there are many more absurd things than this. Not to mention the distant ones, let’s talk about Baron Heimer, the lord of this land, with four mistresses behind him.

These mistresses have different identities and live in his big castle for various reasons. One of the most ridiculous ones is the Baron's wet nurse.

God knows that the baron is already middle-aged and he still finds a wet nurse in his twenties. Isn’t this going to cover up?

The church could only turn a blind eye to this, and pretended not to see it.

Eliza shook her whole body and her silver teeth clenched, her heart full of despair.

Is this the end of her life? She is living a life of a knight mistress? When she becomes old and deteriorated, she is driven out of the castle and starves to death on the roadside?

No, this cannot accept such a fate!

At this moment, the housekeeper Giovanni rushed into the study and shouted anxiously: "Master, something big happened."

The Melbourne Jazz immediately smashed the book in his hand at the butler: "You want to scare me to death, you are uncultivated, talk to me!"

The butler gasped and took a while to recover, and then said, "Looking out the window, there are so many people gathered in the town."

The old jazz was shocked and stood up in a hurry, about to walk towards the window.

But he didn't want to stand too quickly and his head became dizzy. He quickly held the table and took a long time to get back to normal.

The aging of the body and the loss of vitality made him feel very angry and a little scared.

He shouted at Eliza behind him, "Come and help me, you stupid bitch!"

Eliza lowered her head and walked forward softly to hold the old jazz's arm.

When she helped the old sir to the window and saw the scene outside the city wall clearly, the old sir suddenly became angry and shouted loudly: "What are these dirty untouchables gathered here? Giovanni, go and ask the guards to shoot them with arrows and drive them away!"

The people in the town are all beggars, both cunning and dirty.

Look at them, their mud-filled shoes were on the flat lawn he had put out for a lot of money. How could the old jazz not be angry?

More importantly, his son is coming back. If he sees this scene, he will definitely blame his father for being incompetent.

This is something he can't accept.

In just a moment, Melbourne changed these many thoughts.

When he came to his senses, he turned around and saw the butler standing in the study. He immediately became angry and cursed: "You stupid donkey, why don't you go and convey my order?"

While talking, he touched something beside him, and he wanted to smash it in his hand.

However, he soon discovered that he was holding a silver candlestick. This thing was worth a gold coin and he couldn't bear to throw it away.

The old jazz blew the candlestick and wiped it with her sleeve. After confirming that there was no dust on the candlestick surface, she carefully put it back.

This action made Eliza pursed her lips, wanting to laugh but not daring, so she could only bow her head and endure it.

The housekeeper shrank his head in fear and said carefully: "Master, something really happened. Father Leon is dead!"

The old jazz gasped and said in surprise: "How did you die? How many dark creatures have come to the town?"

He was very clear about the priest's background. Not only did he know divine skills, he also brought an ice warrior as his servant.

No one in the town has the ability to kill him, he can only be the monster that ran out of the dark forest!

The townsmen outside the window are here to seek shelter, right?

This monster is absolutely outrageously powerful to be able to kill the Lord of Glory in the sunny day, and it is a big trouble now.

The old jazz was anxious and a big cold sweat suddenly burst out from his forehead.

Giovanni hurriedly shook his head and denied it, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then began to tell the whole story of what he had learned.

As he told, a shimmer appeared in Eliza's eyes, who had been standing behind the old jazz.

She seemed to see hope, a powerful figure who could help her get rid of her current desperate situation.

But the old jazz didn't think so. He slapped the table hard and became more angry: "What a pariah, so brave, dare to cause me such a big trouble!"

In his territory, the priest was beaten to death by a pariah, and the church people pursued him to explain how he could explain it!

As for the destruction of women like ** women, it is a great event for those untouchables, but for those decent people with status and status, it is not worth mentioning at all. Wouldn't it be enough to give some money?

The Archbishop of Lomba City also had two mistresses, but no one reported him.

The more he thought about it, the more angry the Sir Melbourne became, and he shouted, "Go, ask the guards to pull the untouchables out and hang him in public!"

Giovanni showed hesitation and advised Qiqiqiai: "Master, the townspeople are all excited. Isn't it good to deal with this?"

He didn't say the rest, but the men in the town were all stubborn. If they were to get angry, something really happened.

"If you ask you to go, go! These untouchables are accustomed to the temper. If you don't kill a few, they don't know how powerful I am!" Melbourne was full of anger, and there was no way to hear the butler's words.

Giovanni was very reluctant. This order was ridiculous. Even if the Jazz was fine in the end, his family still lived in the town. Everyone was a neighbor who lived together. If they had done it, how could his family survive in the future?

He turned his helping eyes to Eliza behind the Jazz.

Eliza also felt that the old sir's handling order was unreliable. She wanted to persuade her, but she was afraid. When she saw the butler's eyes, she made up her mind and said, "Master, you..."

There was a crisp sound of ‘bang’.

As soon as she spoke, the old jazz slapped her, and five finger marks immediately appeared on her white and tender face.

"Too much, is this your sissy business? Get out of here!" The old jazz pointed to the door contemptuously.

Eliza covered her face and rushed out with tears in her eyes.

At the end, the old jazz proudly said to the housekeeper: "These women in the upper class always look at people with a squinted look. In fact, they are just owing discipline!"

Let’s see, what is elegant and noble, what is good education, it’s all nonsense, and you’re just beating and scolding him.

How dare the butler answer the matter with this master? He could only laugh with him.

He decided to make his last effort, and he said, "Master, there is actually a better way to deal with that boy! It will make him even more painful!"

As soon as he heard the butler say this, Melbourne became interested and asked, "Tell me, let me see."

When Giovanni saw that there was a chance, he immediately said, "My master, you don't have to do it yourself. Just send a messenger to the city of Lomba and notify the cathedral of this matter. The church will naturally deal with it. At that time, it will not be as simple as going to the gallows. Then, it will be directly to the burning, and the soul will fall into hell forever!"

The old jazz squinted his eyes, rubbed his beard with one hand, and laughed.
To be continued...