Smith and Collis, the big farmers in the village, looked at each other, looked at each other with firm eyes, stood up, and walked to Adams with their families.

Collis has never dared to look at William.

Smith looked at William with an apology and advised sincerely, "Sir Baron, the village of Nisse is too dangerous in winter. Why not go to Patras with us?"

William ignored him, but asked at the members of his guards with a calm face, "Jack Smith, Mike Collis, where are you?"

The two are the children of large farmers Smith and Collis.

The other guards looked over with their eyes.

A stream of speechless pressure arose, and the two guards members sweated, their faces showed a look of embarrassment, and they could not speak in their mouths.

At this time, Mike's father Collis interrupted, speaking quickly and quickly, "Mike, come here and come to me!"

The called Mike Collis looked at his earnest father in embarrassment, and then looked at William, who had no expression on his face. His eyes suddenly closed and when he opened it, he had already made a decision.

"Sir Baron, thank you for your teachings during this period. I will always keep it in mind!" Mike said to William with true feelings, but William still had the indifferent expression.

Mike sighed in his heart and said softly, "Sorry, Lord Baron."

After saying that, he silently took off the uniforms and weapons of the guards, and then quietly walked behind his father.

The same goes for Jack next to him.

Seeing that there were several "important people" around him, Adams had a lot more confidence. He smiled proudly without notice, looked at several old friends standing among the hesitant villagers, and urged, "Mr. Shirth, Mr. Freck, what are you waiting for?"

"What about you, Andrew? What about your father, Mr. Grett? Oh, Mr. Grett is a smart man, and I believe he has made the right decision!"

"But be quick! Lord West's time is precious and limited. Believe me, he doesn't have much patience!"

This kind of high-profile feeling was really great for Adams. He felt that he was about to float up, and his words were getting more and more floating, and his tone was a little rude.

West Knight stood quietly in a decent manner, his eyes showing his confidence in victory!

Yes, he felt that things were moving towards the path he hoped to develop.

He saw that the untouchables were filled with hesitation and uneasiness. As long as a few untouchables stood up, these brainless, humble things would cry and shout, rushing to take their food, in order to get a winter opportunity to beg for the slums in Patray.

Without people in the village of Nisse, Baron Decas would not have the courage to persevere and could only become the puppet of Viscount Grien.

West Knight believed in this and couldn't help but smile.

Time passed bit by bit.

The villagers were still talking, and there was no shortage of hesitation and uneasiness in their eyes.

However, none of the villagers named by Adams had ever stood up.

The most anxious thing is that Old Grett's son Andrew kept persuading his father, but Old Grett always had a stern face and said nothing.

"What's going on?" A bad feeling arose in the heart of the West Knight. He frowned and looked at Adams with a threatening look.

When Adams saw it, he felt a little panicked and said anxiously, "Mr. Huthet, Mr. Frake, have we agreed? Don't let Lord West wait for a long time!"

"Mr. Grett, what do you think? Don't hesitate!"

Huth, who was silent by Adams' name, was indifferent, but the cowherd Freck raised his head and smiled in a complicated bitter smile.

Old Grett's eyes were just looking at William, ignoring his increasingly anxious eldest son Andrew.

Adams's face turned pale. This was not a script he wrote, but the realistic script was already beyond his control.

The Smith and Collis family, who were standing next to him, had a calm face, and were a little uneasy.

"Mr. Adams, I said, you cannot represent all the villagers!" William's calm words came, but Adams felt a chill in his heart.

He looked at the swineherds and cowherds among the villagers, and then at William who looked at him with interest, his heart kept falling into the abyss.

"Frake, Huthet, are you crazy? Didn't we agree?"

Neither answered him.

Adams cast his last hope on Andrew and said furiously, "Andrew, where are you? Come here now! These idiots are willing to die, and we can't stop them! Never!"

"Father, look! The village of Nisse in winter is Jedi, I don't know what you are hesitating about! Call my brother and let's go to Patratown together." Andrew kept persuading his father.

"Hey! Andrew, do you know what I'm hesitating about?" Old Gret sighed suddenly.

"Father, what are you hesitating about?"

"Andrew, get closer, I'll tell you!" Old Gret waved to his son, "Yes, get closer, yes, this is the position!"

"Father, what are you going to say to me?" Andrew, who was approaching, saw the stick his old father was holding falling from the sky and hitting his neck.

Soreness and pain come from the mix.

Andrew looked at his father in disbelief, then he became confused and fell to the ground.

"That's what I hesitate, Andrew." Seeing his wife helping her eldest son with heartache, Old Gret sighed and said, "Ahem...

The movement was too hard, and Old Gret couldn't help but cough a few times.

"Mr. Gret, what do you mean? Are you going to kill your son? You are so cruel, Mr. Gret!" Adams had calmed down a little at this time and asked Old Gret.

"No, Adams! I'm not trying to kill my son, I'm just preventing him from going on the wrong path!" Old Grett calmed down his cough and said.

"Haha..." Adams sneered, with a sarcastic look on his face, "Mr. Grett, you are the most trusted friend of my father during his lifetime and my respected elder, but you clearly know that with the wooden fences of the small village of Nisse and the mouth of the Baron, you cannot resist the monsters in winter. You are..."

Old Gret interrupted Adams, nodded, and said, "I know, Adams, I know everything you said!"

"You're right!"

"But I'm tired!" Old Gret said lightly.

"Tired? Mr. Grett, what does it mean to be tired? Who in this world is not tired!" Adams had an unknown sign in his heart, but he still tried hard to save it.

"It's not like that, Adams, you are a smart child. Yes, I never doubt it. It's just that I'm tired, and many villagers are like me, tired! I hand over most of the harvest every year just to exchange for a chance to live in a vain life. Such days seem to be invisible, which makes me tired!"

"But Mr. Gret, we have no choice. At least, we are not the ones who live the most miserable."

"No, Adams, we have a choice. We have Lord Baron. We pay taxes to him, much less than the city of Patras, and he promises to protect us!"

"Do you think he can protect us?" Adams was completely lost and dared to say such impolite words. If he had other cruel lords, he would have killed him directly now!

But William didn't say anything.

"Since the Baron came to our village, the Baron has never deceived us! The Baron said that he would protect us, so I have confidence in him!" Old Gret said in a strong tone, "Also, the Baron's life is much more noble than ours, and he is no longer afraid. What are we afraid of?"

Adams was silent, paused, and looked at the swineherd and cowherd, "Don't you think so?"

The swineherd didn't return him, and the cowherd Freck said, "Yes, Adams."

"Then why didn't you tell me in advance? Didn't we say it?" Adams roared angrily as if he had been betrayed.

No one replied to him.

Only Old Gret stood up, facing all the villagers, and said sincerely, "Everyone, we have always been an abyss in front of us. We had no choice before, so we could only cross that single-plank bridge!"

"Now, the fog has dissipated and a new road has appeared before us. We don't know where it leads, but I think, maybe we can give it a try!"

The villagers all understood what Old Gret meant and fell into deep thought!

William also took this opportunity and solemnly assured, "People, I am your lord. It is my natural power to collect taxes, but it is also my unshirkable responsibility to protect my P eople!"

"I will protect you! I will build an indestructible wall for us! I will lead you to a better life!"

"I haven't deceived you yet! I didn't before, and now I don't!"

"So, trust me! I ask you, ask you, stay, and join me, and let's change the past!"

Never aristocrat is as “humble” as William!

But the effect was amazing and the villagers began to shake.

William felt the changes in the hearts of the villagers and said, "If I really want to leave us, I will not stop you! However, he will not be the leader of my Decas! They will not be welcomed by me in the future!"

"Like them, Adams, Smith, Collis, their land will be taken away, and I will give their land to those villagers who have made meritorious!"

William pointed at Adams and said.

Before Adams and Smith said anything, Collis couldn't help but howl, "No, Lord Baron, you can't do this. This is my land, my land, you don't have this power!"

"Get out! You guy who smells smell of stinky ditch from your bones, you are no longer a member of Decas. Lord Baron has the right to deal with these unowned lands!" Old John found the opportunity to curse Collis fiercely.

Collis's face turned pale, his eyes turned red, and he could not speak.

At this moment, Old Gret suddenly stood up and shouted, "Sir Baron, I believe you, I will stay!"

The old voice spread throughout the village!

The swineherd looked up and stood up, saying quietly, "I'll stay too!"

"How could I be missing?" the cowherd also smiled.

"Hahaha, Lord Baron is the first and only lord who made me earn so much money and learned new technologies. How could I leave?" Qiao Shumodun also walked out and said to the villagers.

At this moment, Drake, the son of Old John, suddenly felt aroused, "I swear to be loyal to Baron Decas forever, become his sword, become his shield, split the thorns for him, and cut off the darkness for him!"

"I swear to treat the weak well!"

"I swear to fight rape bravely!"

"I swear to fight against all the mistakes!"
To be continued...