fynovel Chapter 224 Zwan used self-inflicted injury
Chapter 224 Zwan used self-inflicted injury
When Li Mosi and her group returned to the courtyard of Valos Manor, everyone had already gathered.
Li Mosi and the other three walked behind the pottery jar, and Farol followed.
Everyone else returned to the team.
Zi Yi did not speak, but the eyes of the people showed a hint of excitement.
It seems the craftsmen revealed some information yesterday.
He turned to look at Farol.
"Farol, you tell us."
Zi Yi knew in his heart that he could not keep an eye on these people forever.
He wanted to see what Farol was capable of.
"Yes, sir."
Farol nodded to Ziyi, then looked at his subjects.
"Children!"
All the people looked at Farol.
The groom standing next to the clansmen and several administrators from Stern Town also looked over.
Farol raised his hands high, as if he were about to preach.
"Our lord is so kind! To help us get through the winter, he has decided to help us build better houses! And without charging us any taxes!"
Really, no taxes?!
This word struck a chord with everyone.
"Thank you for your kindness, sir!"
"Thank you, sir!"
"Obey your superiors!"
The people began to cheer.
There was no doubt, no surprise.
They had completely trusted Li Mosi and the other three.
Aison blinked.
How could these people be so willing to give up so much?
Tritan frowned instinctively.
How can we not collect taxes?
Isn't this breaking the rules of the territory?!
Calbin breathed a slight sigh of relief.
The new lord is so kind to his people; perhaps his neglect of them is not a punishment?
Everyone had their own thoughts, but Farol wouldn't give them time.
"From now on, we must obey our lord wholeheartedly! I don't want to see anyone slacking off! These are your own houses for the winter!"
"If anyone slacks off, I'll tell the adults! You'll be punished!"
A group of people knelt down.
"I will absolutely obey the Lord's will!"
"Never slack off!"
"We swear to follow our lord to the death!"
They suddenly knelt down, which embarrassed the craftsmen.
They didn't say anything about doing this.
Zi Yi didn't care.
I've never seen anyone in the tribe kneeling every day.
He raised his arm.
"Get up! Eat dinner and then get ready to work!"
"Yes, sir!"
The people stood up, their faces filled with eagerness.
"Father……"
Hearing the call from beside him, Aisong turned to look at his eldest son.
The eldest son frowned, his thoughts written all over his face.
"Don't speak."
"OK."
……
After breakfast, Li Mosi used hemp rope and nails to create a long rectangle on the ground south of the main house.
Dozens of able-bodied men, armed with pickaxes, began digging.
The carpenter immediately began making support pillars on the spot.
The stonemason led a group of semi-laborers to carry the necessary materials over here.
Residents in the vicinity who needed to move in began demolishing their homes.
Although they didn't have time to recycle the support pillars in their house, recycling the clay from the walls, the wooden frame made of branches, the hay and utensils inside the house was something they had to do.
Several craftsmen who were temporarily free of work were keeping watch here.
The craftsmen who needed to return to their workshops went south to return to their workshops.
"Hurry up and dig!"
"Okay!"
"With so many of us, it shouldn't take long!"
"Don't keep the adults waiting!"
The people were all in high spirits, their smiles sincere and warm.
Four men, brought by Baron Stern, stood silently watching from the gate of the main house.
Seeing that the people had started fighting, Li Mosi turned and walked into the main courtyard.
Ziyi, Zian, and the Holy Maiden followed him.
Ai Song and his three companions relaxed when they saw Li Mosi and his group of four enter the courtyard.
They looked at each other, but neither of them spoke.
Calbin breathed a slight sigh of relief.
The adults probably won't do anything to him; there's no harm in obeying.
"Tsk."
Tritan grinned.
The adults are good to their people, but how many have they punished under Baron Stern's orders?
Their situation is probably not going to be good.
Aisong's eldest son had just opened his mouth when Aisong tugged at him.
Aisong shook his head.
"The God of Light only commands us to herd lambs."
It's alright if someone else takes over the job of herding lambs.
As long as the grazing is normal, it's fine.
……
"It's half-assembled, sir."
The old man looked at Li Mosi and the other three, and began to report on the loading progress.
"it is good."
Li Mosi nodded.
"Take Zwan back with you later, and have him bring back Baron Talis's breastplate."
"Yes, sir."
The old man nodded.
Zi'an turned to look around.
"Where's that guy, Zwan?"
Upon hearing her words, Zi Yi and Haji Sheng also looked around.
Where is Ziwang?
As they were wondering what was going on, they saw Ziwang rush out of the main house.
"My lord! I've thought it through!"
Ziwang ran happily to Li Mosi's side.
"Ha, I've thought it through, I've thought it through."
"Tell me your thoughts?"
Li Moss intended to hear how Zwan planned to explain things to Baron Talis.
The two disciples and Hagi Saint were also somewhat curious.
"Yes."
Once Ziwang had caught his breath, he began to gesture to himself.
"Please, Goblin Lord, let me fight them. Pierce me here, here, and here with your spears. And also with your fists..."
As he spoke, he gestured with his hands to his calves, abdomen, and hands.
Li Mosi turned her head and looked.
Ziyi, Zian, and the old man were all stunned.
Hagi Saint narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Stop, stop."
He raised his hand and pressed down on Zwan.
"Tell me your explanation to Baron Talis first."
"Ah, yes."
Ziwang nodded vigorously.
"This is how I see it. Although I was defeated at the beginning, I can say that I was surrounded and fled north."
"I can say that the injuries from the rolling logs on my body were caused by the trolls hitting me with wooden sticks."
"I encountered a troll, got injured, and fled, where I recuperated in the forest..."
As he thought about it, Ziwang told the story that was in his mind.
He led his troops in a charge, but was then surrounded by goblins. At a critical moment, he broke through the encirclement and fled north. He then tried to find the northern troops but encountered trolls. He used the terrain to fight the trolls and escaped.
He rested in the forest for a while and survived thanks to the abundant supplies. He then planned to return south, but encountered trolls again.
But this time, the troll was riddled with arrows and was very weak.
He seized the opportunity to kill the troll, and then encountered a goblin that had desecrated Baron Stern's breastplate on his way back.
He took advantage of the goblins' attempt to put on the breastplate, charged out, fought ten goblins, seized the breastplate, and returned with both items.
Li Moss discarded the modifiers for Zwann and extracted his story outline.
It sounds like a legendary warrior's epic adventure.
Are you running a game here?
He looked at Zwan, who had a hopeful expression on his face.
How is it?
Not very good.
Li Mosi silently glanced at the people around her.
The old man listened with great interest, and Hagi Saint nodded earnestly.
Zi'an was a little confused.
"Are you capable enough to do all that you're saying?"
If it weren't for her master's weapon, she felt that coming here would have been somewhat risky.
After all, the little tree in the troll's hand was longer than a spear!
Zi Yi also felt something was strange.
"Baron Talis knows we're all armed with spears. Do you think your iron sword can withstand a spear?"
He felt this was somewhat insulting to his tribe.
"But I think it's alright."
Haki spoke, drawing everyone's attention to her.
"This is the kind of story told by bards."
The bodyguard returns with the lost armor and the head of a powerful beast...
"You can give it a try."
Li Mosi thought it was feasible.
Baron Talis might actually need a story full of luck and turmoil to solidify his prestige.
He just hadn't expected Zwan to be so ruthless as to deliberately use self-inflicted injury.