Wizard From Afar

"Salute to you, Lord Ruben Friedrichcount, our family has settled in Deep Limburg three hundred years ago. The German family is loyal..."

The old man standing under the steps of the castle hall was about to go. The young count sat on a chair with his right elbow propped his chin and waved his hand impatiently. Instructed him to quickly talk about something.

This is the twentieth time he has heard this kind of opening speech today. There is no freshness at all, only boring.

The panicked old nobleman hurriedly closed his mouth and began his "performance" with a lifeless tone, as if he was chanting a hypnotic song.

Although the weather has entered winter, everyone standing in the hall still does not feel the slightest coolness. Under the background of the sound of the mosquitoes of the old nobles, they become extremely depressed. Every face is With listless faces, the entire castle hall was surprisingly quiet.

Will Senna, standing on the right side of the hall, held a shorthand board in one hand, and quickly recorded with a quill pen. Except for the brushing sound of the pen tip, I couldn't hear if he said anything.

And Sir Aaron, the Captain, is standing outside the hall, enjoying the cold winter wind and the deadly scenery, just like the lonely Knight in an oil painting, watching the land he guards outside the castle.

Only Loren, who is beside Lu Wen, has to endure the magic sound of the old nobleman while maintaining a formulaic smile, like a clay statue, unable to move.

If he had a choice, he would rather make an exchange with Asriel-a certain "unjust" bird flew away from the hall in half a day.

After the old man finished his statement, count did not understand what he said at all, so he sent him away with a few casual words. Then he made a deep cry and stared at Will Senna with a depressed voice: "How many are left?"

"Today?" The attendant rummaged and swallowed. I spit a bit and looked towards count: "There are still forty-five people left, but you only need to receive more..."

"I don't want to see any of them anymore!" As if shocked Ruben stood up from the chair suddenly, complaining irritably: "His grandmother, Holy Cross, I'm here to be a count, not a nanny for them!"

Well... this can Unable to let people in the church know, Loren twitched his mouth. But in fact, he agrees with Ruben in his heart. These people who come to him are basically for trivial things, and they don't even need count to be fair.

"But this is the responsibility of count." The scolded Will Senna shrank his neck in fear, brace oneself replied: "You are the law of this land, everyone can only find You come to judge right and wrong."

"I don't care, let the rest come back tomorrow!" Ruben was completely impatient, and said hello to the black hair wizard behind him: "Loren, follow me Go outside and get some breath!"

Take a look at the count who has already each minding their own business and the attendant who has been stunned in place, sighed Loren patted Will's shoulder: "Let the remaining people tomorrow Come on, count definitely doesn’t want to see you today."

"How on earth should I explain to them?" Will quickly burst into tears: "I'm just a servant, they won't I take it seriously!"

"Then I can't help." Loren shrugged helplessly: "They will definitely not listen to me as a wizard."

Abandoning the "desperate" attendants, the bored young count has left Deep Limburg with a few Knights, galloping along the river outside the castle.

The entire Deep Limburg is not only the core of the count collar, but the entire wilderness can be overlooked from the top of the tower. The area close to the river on the east is row upon row orchards and large tracts of farms, dotted with several villages and towns neither too big nor too small; on the west is a dense forest, which is an important hunting ground for the count collar. There are several logging yards.

Shen Limburg is not a rich land. The food in the land can only sustain the local people’s rations. The only special product is the more precious wood and ancient wood from the previous year, as well as the best in the entire duchy Hunter.

Of course, the amber and some exquisite carvings exchanged from the elves are also the "specialties" of Deep Limburg—these elves have never left their forest for some reason, and the duke also I have never been interested in those woods, and I'm all in peace until now.

Reven stopped when he was far away from the castle and approaching a small village. The young count looked at the bustling crowd in the distance, waiting for the black hair wizard behind him to follow.

"You are right, these people from the very beginning didn't intend to keep me stable." Ruben muffled, a little angrily said: "They thought they used these trivial things , Can make me retreat from the difficulties and push all things to others to do."

"When the time comes, they can regain power, and my count is like a puppet, Let them do anything wrong—in the end, only let Father see my incompetence and return Deep Limburg to the Senna family for management!"

"Who would give up the power that he has obtained?" Loren calmly "Your father wants to deprive them of their title and power, of course they will rise up, by fair means or foul." Ruben glanced at him, and then calmly nodded: "You That’s right. But it’s a pity that I am the son of my father, a member of the Fried family. I have no choice, nor do you have."

The black hair wizard showed a formulaic expression on his face. Smile.

Just when both of them decided to go back, there was a commotion in the distant villages and towns. From a distance, you could see a few farmers waving their pitchforks desperately to resist. People and children fled around screaming.

A robber? Loren was stunned. This place is so close to the castle, how stupid would this group of robbers come here to rob?

Just when Loren was still confused, count had already rushed over with the Knights moved towards the village and town, and he had to follow along.

The entire village and town has been completely chaotic, and the scattered crowd ran away. The Knights rushed away from the fleeing farmers and rushed directly into the center of the village. Two groups of fully armed people were facing each other. Seeing the Knights rushing in, they turned their weapons around.

"No matter what you are doing, stop it!" Ruben, who stopped the horse, roared: "Let the weapons down, otherwise I will be welcome!"

"What are you?!" One of the youngsters stood up and glanced at the young count with disdain. The Knight next to him immediately walked over and knocked him to the ground with a fist.

"I am Ruben Fried!" Count raised his voice: "I am the heir of Lothar Duchy, the count of Deep Limburg, your lord!"

The effect of this threat is much better than just now. Several people who were still stiff put down their weapons one after another, looking at the Knights who had surrounded them, they no longer had the courage to resist.

But there are still unconvinced "nobles use duels to solve problems. It has been a tradition in Deep Limburg for hundreds of years. Even count has not interfered with our power!"

"I don't care what you were like before, but now I am the count of Deep Limburg, and I am the law here!" Ruben beckoned, and the surrounding Knights stepped forward and pressed several people who were still resisting. Tied up on the ground.

Seeing those nobles who have been obediently surrender but still not convinced and their thugs, Ruben somewhat hesitated-he has not dealt with nobles' experience, and he is really not clear about this kind of thing. How to do.

"What do you think I should do?" Ruben asked Loren, who was almost subconsciously beside him. Almost everything that happened since I came to Deep Limburg was told by this black hair wizard.

"I can't order on your behalf, just provide some small suggestions." Loren slightly laughed: "The people of the Senna family believe that you are impossible to manage Deep Limburg well, so why don't you show it to them? Look."

"Give these nobles a fair trial and let them know who is the ruler of this land!"