Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill looked at Adrian in confusion, why did he say it was a bit cruel.

"He intends to hide behind it and at most give those girls some bad ideas. He doesn't intend to let the undead men take action, so he can do things more casually.

It is estimated that the nobles have reached the limit of their endurance and will go to the king for help, and do not want to be stopped before they have finished enjoying themselves.

Isn’t it normal for nobles to be played by women? Are you embarrassed to complain? Adrian looked at Hill who was confused, "You never think that women are weak." That's why I don't feel the viciousness of this idea.

Isn’t that what nobles do, and a lovely lady is always right?

I hope they can persevere and say yes to every request from beautiful, generous, weak and lovely beauties of all kinds. "

"Don't they want to obey the orders of the undead girl?" Hill still didn't understand.

"So it's not an order!" Adrian smiled. “According to the logic of the aristocracy, this is the natural right of a woman of high status to a man of low status.

The undead are all high-level professionals, and their status in Salal should have been high.

Of course, nobles can be directly asked to serve these ladies.

And if a lady is dissatisfied with their service, she can naturally reprimand or even give her a gentle beating to express her dissatisfaction. "

Hill glanced at Fran. His grandfather didn't seem to understand, his face was numb. How evil is this idea?

"The undead girls should be beaten gently." Adrian reminded helplessly, "No matter how beautiful and petite they are, they still have bodies created by gods! Even mages are much stronger than ordinary knights. ! I don’t think it will be the mage who they punish.”

Hill smiled as he thought about it.

The weak girl scolded her with aggrieved face, and with a wave of her slender hand, the tall man in front of her probably had to experience the journey of flying to the sky.

But Hill felt that this was probably just the weakest level, and the undead girls would prefer to use their own strength to suppress these men.

"It's normal if they use their strength to crush them, but for nobles, if they offend the undead, they will be punished. Being beaten by high-level professionals is nothing to be embarrassed about. At most, it is another undead faction in their world. You will feel unhappy. But what does this have to do with the Salar nobles? What we want is that they are at odds."

Hill's eyes widened in surprise.

Is that why Xueyunfeng came back so nervously?

He is also single, and he is still a person who makes gaming his career every day. How can he be so good? Do you understand this kind of intrigue?

"But the undead may be able to come up with more damaging tricks." Adrian said thoughtfully, "Their ideas are more and more unique. I think about them from a more orthodox way. Although they are useful, they are not evil enough."

"Why are you talking about this?" Fran picked up his engraving pen, "Anyway, you can see it in a few days. There will be a lot of fun in the future! The Salar nobles, the Mage Association, the druids and the undead, don't know Whatever you can do, it doesn’t matter to us, as long as it doesn’t affect my city construction.”

Hill glanced at Adrian, what's wrong?

He read the words Violet from Adrian's slightly opened and closed mouth.

It seems that this lady went to visit Fran again, and I don’t know what she did again.

Although I don’t want to say more, this lady seems to be able to arouse Fran’s temper every time and is quite capable.

He said goodbye politely.

Back at Yunchuan, Hill fell on the bed and carefully considered Xueyunfeng's words.

This kid was able to communicate directly with Adrian, who was born in a noble family.

You can definitely read the meaning in each person's words.

Hill can't do it. He always only considers the obvious meaning.

Here, some changes have been made to some extent!

At least he could understand the shallower meaning, but he still couldn't understand the deeper meaning.

Anyway, as far as Xueyunfeng is concerned, he has told Hill everything he needs to say. As for whether Hill understands or not, isn’t there a shrewd Adrian?

Since Hill made a promise to his grandfather, he would definitely say it.

"Hill, what's wrong?" Alice and Merkel walked in together, "Did someone bully you? Meow~tear him to pieces~"

Merkel also showed her claws, indicating that she could take action at any time.

"No, it's because I don't understand what others say at all." Hill admitted decadently, "I don't understand them at all."

"Politics? Or the aristocracy?" Merkel said sharply, "You don't think that the moon elves or the earth bears will understand these, do you? The moon elves are born with no tendencies. Otherwise, they won't let others scheme against them. The clan has been exterminated.”

"Earth Bear?"

"They are not exterminated, but they have been plotted against them all year round. So now they are rushing into the wilderness and will not come out until they die." An indescribable expression appeared on Merkel's face. "Actually, that bear is useless even if he plots against him. He is rough-skinned. If you are thick and lucky, if something happens, you will break through all restraints and go straight to the wilderness. But there will always be people who think, what if it succeeds?"

Hill bit his cheek. Was he scolding him?

Alice said drowsily: "It seems a bit familiar?"

Hill picked up Alice, stroked her from head to tail, and scratched her chin for a while.

Alice immediately began to enjoy it happily, completely forgetting what she had just wanted to say.

"Why doesn't His Majesty the King want to take care of it?" Hill asked in confusion. Isn't this internal consumption?

"Neither gods nor kings can interfere with the struggle for power among their subordinates. That is their natural power. Of course, it is normal for them to be completely punished if they go too far. It all depends on the self-control of these people." Merkel He said softly, "Moreover, King Salal did not play with balance, but only spoke of fairness and justice. He is already a very good king."

"He doesn't need it, right?" Hill also lowered his voice, "He is a god!"

"God, so is the one with black hair. Why don't you let your subordinates trick you?" Merkel pouted, "What's the difference between a subordinate who is completely out of control and a duchess who is having fun?"

Hill found it difficult to understand, but still nodded: "Anyway, the king can even control the undead, so this should be no problem. You know, that is equivalent to tens of millions of duchess."

Merkel just thought about it for a moment, with a trace of distortion on her dark face, and said from the bottom of her heart: "King Salar, you are so amazing!"

The amazing William was now facing his menacing cousin.

Fortunately, Spencer still had sense and knew how to get angry with William in his study.

William quietly retreated a little.

"I'm already very busy!" Spencer was furious, "I don't have time to mediate their fights!"

"People on both sides have been communicating with each other for thousands of years, but they still can't understand each other. What else can we do except fight?" William spread his hands.

"I don't care if the undead are reduced to scum!" Spencer sneered, "Can't we just clean up those nobles? What kind of trouble are they making at this time?"

"Oh, dear cousin, you are used to considering issues on my side." William smiled warmly, "Have you actually forgotten your status as a military noble?"

Spencer was stunned for a moment: "They also want to fight?"

"Isn't that obvious!" William put his arm on the desk and said nonchalantly, "Salar, you will be very powerful in the future, and your title and official position are quite valuable."

"But you obviously don't plan to give out any more territory!" Spencer asked in confusion. "It's meaningless even if you get control of a city. If the king gives an order, it will be gone."

"So you are a good person!" William sighed, "They may not know how to obtain real power in a city, but they already know that they cannot let the undead take away all the credit. Besides, the level of the title It’s still quite important.”

Spencer pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time.

The Spencer family also relied on military merit to climb up the ranks. Logically speaking, they cannot criticize the petty thinking of these colleagues.

But looking at William's hard work for so many years, he really felt that these guys were disgusting.

Why add to the chaos at this critical moment? If the undead really start fighting among themselves, they won't care about the dwarves or not. They will just choose to finish the fight on their own first.

What if during this period of time, the dwarves find a way to deal with the undead?

Who will compensate William for his lost achievements?

"People always have to fight for their own interests, cousin." William sighed, "Their method can actually be considered aboveboard. They are not the Spencer family, and they have enough confidence to believe that I will not I will abandon you and choose the undead."

"But didn't you say that they would leave sooner or later?" Spencer asked unwillingly. He still wanted to suppress these people.

"A hundred years later, who is who?" William ended all Spencer's doubts with just one sentence.

Nobles will consider the inheritance of the family, but they will never give up immediate interests for the opportunities of future generations.

What they get is theirs, and no one wants the pie that is drawn.

"But I can't have more things to do. With so many cities being built at the same time, and the undead people having to carve out defensive formations, I'm really overwhelmed." Spencer said directly, "You can either take care of it yourself, Or find someone."

William waved his hand to the captain of the guard, and quickly threw him two treasures, his own long sword and the artifact of the scale of the God of Time and Space: "Go and hand over to Spencer. In the future, there will be a conflict between the Salar nobles and the undead." Yes, you arbitrate for them in my name."

The captain of the Guards suddenly blinked his eyes and looked at William's face.

"Just do things fairly and fairly. You don't need to make up your own mind. Just activate the scale and let them state their opinions separately. The scale will definitely strictly follow Salar's laws and moral judgments." William sneered, "Let them know what it means. Within the rules, nothing is impossible.”

Spencer knew that the people William mentioned were definitely not the undead.