When the sun came out, William came out of the earthen house and stood on a stone platform in front of the earthen house.

Old John and his son, and the blacksmith who followed him, the carpenter stood aside.

In front of William were the dark villagers, messy and encircled the space in front of him!

Some of the villagers looked at William with their eyes wide open, while others were whispering.

Hundreds of people were whispering, and the whole place seemed particularly noisy.

Other smells such as breath, sweat, and the sour smell of clothes, mixed together, become a terrifying poisonous gas, which makes William nauseous.

He couldn't control himself and spit out the white bread he had just eaten.

William vomited again in front of more than 300 villagers!

"Baron..."

"grown ups……"

William's entourage rushed over and helped William.

When the villagers below saw this scene, they widened their eyes and looked unimaginable. Then, their surprise turned into words and burst out.

They talked happily about William's vomiting.

"Did you see it? Baron Jack vomit!"

"I saw it, and this is the second time I have seen it! But, Big Mouth Ella, don't put your mouth on me when you speak, or I will vomit too!"

"Did you vomit the second time? Baron has another vomit? Then what is the first time I vomit?"

"Ira, how many times have I said it? Don't put your mouth on me!"

"Okay! Then tell me how did the Baron vomit last time? Tell me!"

"Last time...then I'll start with the day I went out..."

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The villagers became louder and louder, and the topic became more and more biased.

In the crowd, Old Gret slowly lowered his head, "Sure enough... Is it just a nobleman who grew up in a honeypot? Lord Viscount Green was right - he was just a child after all!"

Old Grett couldn't help but look down on William.

Big Gret, the son next to him, sneered and said to him, "Father, look! I just said you don't have to be afraid of him! You are always too worried."

Old Gret shook his head, "It's always nothing wrong to be careful."

On the stone platform, Old John frowned deeply again, "Sir Baron, why don't you go back and rest first? Let my son come and read your orders for you!"

"No! I'll do this myself!" After spitting out the only stock in my stomach, William barely resisted the stinky attack.

He asked several followers to return to their original place, and stood alone on the stone platform with a stern face, looking at the villagers below without saying a word.

His serious look made some people uneasy.

Anyway, William was still a nobleman and their lord.

There are always some people who are afraid.

Some people immediately stopped talking and closed their mouths.

Actions are contagious.

Gradually, fewer and fewer people talked, and finally they became quiet.

Everyone looked at William on the stone platform with complicated eyes to see what he was going to say!

A hint of praise flashed in the eyes of the old John next to him. He could use this method to calm the villagers. It seemed that his Master William was a natural lord.

Of course, it would be even better if you could change your vomiting habit!

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William was very calm and killed a lot of people. How could he take some noise from the villagers to heart!

Seeing that the villagers had calmed down, William began to speak.

"Missers of Nisse Village, I am yours..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a quarrel in the upper left corner of the villagers, covering William's voice.

"Jacques, back! This is my place!"

"Albert, thank you for helping me take this position! Now, please stand aside."

"You should stand aside... Damn, Jacques, I, Albert, aren't easy to mess with...ah!"

The villagers were attracted by the attention and turned their attention to it. The whole place began to become noisy again.

William's face suddenly became gloomy. He looked coldly at the source of the incident. A burly man with a bearded face was 1.8 meters tall.

He was roughly pushing a thin man about 1.7 meters to the ground, occupying his original position, and showing off his force to other villagers proudly.

But this behavior was slapping the Lord William in the face naked.

Old John was so angry that his face flushed and scolded sternly, "You damn pariah, you dare to disturb the Baron's speech!"

The burly man turned his head and looked at William who was silent, then lazily looked at Old John and said with a smile, "On the contrary, I stood in front to better listen to the Lord's speech! It was me who expressed my respect for Lord Lord!"

"Then you shouldn't force others to take up the position!" Old John said angrily.

"There's no way, Lord John! Who made him unable to beat me? The loser gave up everything, right?" The burly man clenched his fist as big as a casserole and laughed.

"You..." Old John was angry. Although he had a high status and great power, the problem was that the basis of power was the system and the human being.

He has no one under his command, so how could he do such a thug?

At this time, William finally spoke. His tone was plain and he could not hear any feelings.

He looked at the bearded man and asked, "What's your name?"

The lord William, the lord, asked questions himself, and the bearded man didn't dare to be so casual.

He replied, "Lord, my name is Jacques, Jacques Porter, and everyone here calls me Hercules Jacques!"

As he said that, the bearded man compared his bulging Erhong muscles.

"Okay! Jacques, OK, you're fine!"

"Thank you Lord for your praise!" Jacques Porter smiled sweetly when he heard William's "compliment".

Old Grett in the crowd looked silently!

It is obvious that if William lets go, it will be a major blow to his prestige. From then on, it will probably be difficult for William to unearth the house, let alone collect taxes!

Instead, Jacques Porter's prestige in the village would rise to new heights.

What would you do? Old Gret looked at William's face and thought with interest.

Not only him, but all the villagers of the Knight were watching William's handling.

There are new moves on William's side.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Old John and said, "Old John."

"Here, Lord Baron!" Old John wondered why William suddenly called him?

"Take out the parchment and write down the first rule we Decass!" William's eyes slowly glanced at the other villagers.

These villagers were confused by William's behavior. Why did they get involved in the territory regulations? What are the regulations?

"Uh...yes!" Old John was stunned, but he still took out the parchment from his arms.

This parchment is the piece of parchment that records the first survey of the village of Nisse.

His son John, little, handed over a quill stained with black ink from the side.

Everything was ready, and William's eyes also fell on the initiator, Jacques Porter, staring at him like an eagle.

"Whoever is under the leader of Dikas and disrupts order will be whipped ten times and will be displayed for one day!"

"From yesterday!" William added this sentence.

Old John quickly wrote the statute that William said on parchment.

"Sir Baron, remember it!"

"Yeah!" William looked at Jacques Porter for no reason and said, "Jacques, Hercules Jacques, are you kneeling down and punishing yourself, or do I do it?"

Jacques Porter was stunned when he heard William's words, and then he became furious. He said angrily, "Does our noble Lord punish Jacques? Is it up to them?"

Jacques Porter glared at the villagers, and the villagers dared not look at him.

Jacques Porter looked at William's servant again, "Are they?"

Old John and the others rushed out in anger and stood in front of Jacques Porter and confronted him.

Jacques Porter looked at Old John disdainfully, and walked over to them, looked at the Lord William on the stone platform, and mocked, "It's Lord, you will be the one who you are... "

The word "hand" was not said, and with a "swish", William on the stone platform disappeared.

Jacques Porter, who had been paying attention to William's movements, opened his mouth in surprise, and then he felt a huge force hitting his right face.
To be continued...