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Chapter 21: The Invitation of Viscount Greene

"Da da da da da da da..."

The rapid and dense sound of horse hooves sounded.

I saw a man wearing an iron helmet, wearing bright armor, with an exquisite long sword on his waist and a whip in his hand, riding on a tall brown horse, galloping all the way to the dirt road leading to the village of Nisse!

The horse was very fast, and not long after, the fully armed man rode to the wooden fence in front of the village of Nisse!

Not only did the man stop or slow down, he slapped his horse's hips and rushed into the village of Nisse with speed.

Weird! This is the first feeling of the armed man after coming in.

There is not a single figure.

Empty.

Where are the people? Where have they all gone?

Moreover, the scene in the village in front of him is very different from the scene he has seen before.

But the problem is that this armed man can't tell what's different!

The thatched house seems to have not changed, and the road conditions are similar to before. Even the large gravel next to the entrance of the village has been placed there for so many years.

It seems that there is no change at all, it is still so worn, still so dirty... Wait, dirty?

The armed man's mind flashed with lightning, and he finally remembered something was wrong!

The village of Nisse has become clean!

When he came to Nisse Village last year, he could smell the disgusting smell of human and animal feces mixed in the village from a distance, and all kinds of air-dried or fresh feces could be seen everywhere.

But now, nothing is gone, the disgusting smell is gone, and the disgusting feces are invisible.

This is a miracle! What did the village of Nisse do? Even Patras can't do this! The armed man's eyes were filled with surprise when he was naked outside.

Also, there seems to be a lot less weeds in the village.

The appearance of the entire village suddenly improved a lot.

If it weren't for those low and dilapidated thatched houses, the armed man would have thought he had gone to the country estate of a great noble lord.

The only question is, where is the person?

The armed man's eyes became more and more serious. He held the whip tightly in his hand and slowly advanced into the village, steering the horse under his crotch.

If the armed man remembers correctly, there is a poor-quality earthen house in the center of the village.

That was the discussion in the village of Nisse before.

After turning a corner in front, I suddenly realized that the earthen house he remembered was the end.

Most importantly, he finally met someone.

The armed man saw someone!

A thin boy in rags was carrying a basket in his hands, struggling to move towards the dirt house.

He looked very laborious, his forehead was covered with hot sweat, his face was rising black and red, and after walking a few steps, he had to stop and rest.

But his expression was excited, and his eyes were filled with joy.

The armed man's eyes fell on the thin boy's basket and found that it was covered with black and yellow solidified blocks.

stool!

The armed man suddenly understood why the village became cleaner?

It's because someone is collecting it!

Strange! These untouchables are not lazy in daily life. They are slow to do things, and they will definitely not do anything they can do.

How could you become so active? You still collect feces? You also use a basket to collect feces?

These eyes only look at the untouchables whose nostrils are willing to use baskets to fill feces?

Questions arose in the hearts of the armed men.

He suddenly wanted to see the boy baron!

There is no doubt that all this was changed after he came!

So, how did he do it?

"drive!"

With this question in mind, the armed man slapped his horse's buttocks.

"hiss!"

The brown horse neighed a long time, speeding up, and ran to the thin boy with a "da da da".

"Unpardon! Stop!" the armed man shouted, his voice loudly.

The tall horse, fully armed, frightened the thin boy. With a trembling hand, the basket of feces fell to the ground, and some of the feces were shaken out of the basket and landed on the side.

Seeing this scene, the thin boy's eyes suddenly showed panic.

However, the armed man did not notice this.

"Dear sir, what can I do to serve you?" The panic flashed in my eyes, and the thin boy asked respectfully.

"Unpards, tell me where is Baron Decas?" asked the armed man roughly.

"Baron Decas? You mean our Lord Lord! He is..." When he said this, the thin boy suddenly thought of something and stopped talking!

The armed man was obviously not a good temper. He scolded in an angry voice, "Why not say it? Baron Decas?"

The thin boy looked at the basket under his feet, hesitated for a moment before asking carefully, "This respected sir, can I ask about your honorary title?"

"You humble untouchable, you are not worthy of hearing my name!" The armed man's eyes flashed with disgust and refused without hesitation!

"So sir, please forgive me. I can't take you to see our lord!" the thin boy mustered up his courage and said loudly on purpose.

The armed man did not expect that an ordinary poor man would dare to speak to him like this. His anger rose. He held a horse whip out of thin air and beat the boy hard, "You bitch who grew up in the mud ditch, how dare you..."

With a "huh" sound, the whip hits down with the sound of the wind, and in the blink of an eye it hits the thin boy.

If you were beaten to the boy, it would probably not be a bloodstain, and you would even die on the spot if you were severe.

The thin boy closed his eyes in despair in fear, and his parents and brother flashed through his mind.

"Farewell!" said the thin boy sadly.

A strong wind suddenly swept across him, and a slight sound came from him, "Che."

The thin boy couldn't wait for the expected whip to come. He was surprised. He opened his eyes and saw a thick figure blocking him, holding the tail of the whip in his hand, competing with the armed knight on the horse!

The two looked evenly matched.

Although it was just a back view, the thin boy still recognized his identity at a glance.

"Master Baron!" the thin boy screamed excitedly.

There is nothing more joyful than surviving the disaster.

Yes, it was William who helped the thin boy catch the whip.

As soon as the armed man stepped into the village of Nisse, he was detected by the magic mirror that was always open, informing William, who was practicing the knight exercise method.

William thought it was a killer sent by Scarlet Hand, so he never came from a family and was observing in secret.

It was not until the thin boy who refused to reveal his position that William showed up and saved the thin boy!

When William was hearing the cheers of the thin boy, his expression was unmoved, but the armed man on the horse's back had a slightly moving eyes.

"Are you Baron Decas?" asked the armed man.

"Yeah!" William nodded with a calm face.

"Everything is just a misunderstanding, Baron Decas! I am the knight under Viscount Grien. My name is West, Knight West!" The armed man said, releasing his kindness and reducing the strength in his hands.

Of course, he did not remove all his strength immediately, and in this way, kindness turned into malice!

Anyway, William was always a legal baron in the Principal of Fadir!

"Virgin's man? Not a killer?" William frowned slightly, felt the change in the strength in his hand, and then reduced the strength, and then released the whip tail.

The whip was taken back by an armed man, the so-called West Knight.

"Knight West, Viscount Grien sent you to me, what's the point of doing?" William's tone was not very good!

Yes, if you whip your leader at will, you will be blind if you disagree.

The armed man, West Knight, pulled up his mask and showed a rough and handsome face.

"Baron Decas, Viscount Grien wants to invite you to the noble dinner tomorrow night, please be sure to attend!"

West Knight nominally said it was an invitation, but his tone was filled with a hint of command.

You should know that although the rank of viscount is higher than that of the baron, the two are not directly affiliated with the vassals.

In a sense, two people are equal.

But the so-called West Knight speaks to William in this tone. Is it true that William is determined to be the one who wants to be?

What's even more excessive is that from beginning to end, the West Knights sat on the horse's back and spoke to William high, looking condescending!

William's face turned gloomy. Is this a warning?

"Sir Baron, this is an invitation! Please accept it, and I can reply to the Viscount." West didn't know where he took out an invitation made of parchment, and William saw a complex heraldry on the invitation.

If William remembers correctly, it should be the coat of arms of the Grien family that Old John reminded him.

Depending on the situation, it is indeed an invitation from Viscount Grien.

But, this attitude...

"Even if Viscount Grien wants to invite our Baron to the banquet, it is not your invitation method, right? You don't even get off the horse. Is this the politeness you should be in facing a noble? This Knight!" Old John's voice came from William's back, and he said as he ran and accused the Knight West.
Chapter completed!
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