People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 66 Five Star Hans
will i?
Lothar subconsciously glanced at Fringila.

In his eyes, Flynn is a bit arrogant, full of nonsense, swear words from time to time, a bit bearish, but sometimes very obedient little brat.

But what without his shackles?

Flynn is a blood-sucking monster who is willing to take human life, drinks blood, and regards human life as nothing.

In the setting, if she completely liberates herself, she will use the ability "tyrantization" that has not yet been unlocked, and she will turn into a human being who can stretch out countless tentacles of flesh and blood, pierce the enemy, and absorb blood. Immortal and indestructible horror devil tire.

How many people will die at her hands?
"Have you figured it out?"

Baldwin IV's voice was still gentle, and despite being separated by a veil, Lothar seemed to be able to see the gentle smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, you are not a few years older than me."

Lothar sighed lightly: "But I feel that the person talking to me is a wise elder."

"Maybe it's because he's dying."

"When people are about to die, they can always gain some new insights."

Baldwin IV joked briskly: "Lothar, step back, I want to finish reading this book today. You still have someone to deal with. He is quite dissatisfied with my appointment."

"You mean the one from the Welf family?"

Baldwin IV nodded slightly.

Immediately, he looked at Banruo and Fulingira again: "You two ladies, thank you for your help. If you don't dislike it, you can come to visit again when you have time in the future."

Banruo nodded slightly, and she couldn't help showing a little respect for this human king.

As the gatekeeper of hell, she is used to seeing the ugliness of human beings before they die.

Fringela also agrees with Baldwin IV's words, those dirty, ugly, savage and vulgar werewolves are indeed "things" that people don't want to become even if they die.

"We are going, Your Majesty."

Walking in the dim corridor, Lothar looked a little disappointed.

What Baldwin IV said was right, a king, or a leader, cannot be reduced to a beastly monster, even if it only happens once a month.

Because no one can control it.

In other words, the ass determines the head.

Once so many people are promoted to the elite class, it seems that they have changed into a species, and they will no longer speak out for the bottom class. Instead, they will change their ways to oppress the bottom people together with the upper class.

Even worse!

I can't wait to remove the ladder for people at the bottom to climb up and make the class permanent.

Who can guarantee that even if the species has changed, Baldwin IV will still be the king who treats his subjects generously and kindly, even pagans?
But it was a chance to survive.

Lothar turned his head, looked at the door at the end of the dark corridor, which was being slowly closed by the attendants, and said softly, "How could he refuse so simply?"

"Doesn't he want to live?"

After staying in the inner court for a short time, when he came out, the sky looked a lot darker.

There is a thick layer of cloud, slowly drifting from afar.

In the air, there is a little fragrance of soil when the rainstorm is approaching.

Lothar returned to the residence of the Royal Knights.

He looked at the hussars with the coat of arms of the Royal Knights branded on the armor on their chests.

In the end, he moved his gaze to the front, Hans who had changed into a brand new red and white burqa.

"Hans, come with me."

"Yes."

He led Hans into the main hall of the lounge, and said to Prajna, "You and Flynn stay here, don't let anyone in."

Close the door.

"Take off the burqa and sit down."

Lothar gestured for Hans to sit on the opposite chair.

He asked with some trepidation: "My lord, do you have any secret tasks to entrust to me?"

"No."

Lothar looked at Hans, who had followed him for a long time, second only to Prajna's retinue.

Hard work, practical and capable.

Intimacy also increased rapidly.

Except that the quality is too low, so that Lothar weighed the pros and cons and never upgraded him, he can be regarded as a model worker.

"Hans, your good luck has come, do you want to be promoted to four stars?"

Hans said without hesitation: "Yes, of course!"

"Even if the price is to become a werewolf?"

"Wolf... a werewolf?"

Hans was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little complicated, and he whispered: "My lord, you know that I am a devout believer. I grew up in a monastery."

"Then you are going to refuse?"

Hans raised his head, under the blond hair, there was a smile between his brows and eyes: "No, my lord, so I know very well that those who claim to be holy are actually nothing holy."

"I can accept the price of just becoming a werewolf. After all, with you watching over me, I won't become a beast that only knows how to eat people."

He knelt on one knee and stretched out his hands: "I am willing to accept your grace."

Lothar put the crystal bottle in his palm: "This is not a grace, but my reward for your service to me all the time."

"My lord, how should I use this? Drink it directly?"

Seeing Lothar nodding, Hans did not hesitate at all, unscrewed the small cork, and drank the liquid in it.

Lothar reminded: "If it hurts, hold on and don't shout."

Hans shook his head: "My lord, I don't feel any pain, but the warmth in my stomach, like drinking a bottle of strong wine."

"It seems that it hasn't worked yet."

Lothar looked at Hans up and down.

Suddenly, his eyes fixed on Hans's eyes. Due to the darkness in the room, his amber eyes were extraordinarily bright.

The next moment, clusters of silver-gray hair pierced his skin like steel needles and spread out like clumps.

Hans let out a suppressed growl, and his body made a crackling sound due to the swelling of the joints.

His height abruptly increased a lot, and the linen shirt on his body was directly torn, exposing the bulging muscles inside.

His lower jaw is elongated and his muzzle is tapered.

A mouth full of sharp fangs protruded from the corners of his lips like a hacksaw.

The system's notification sounded: "Your one-star follower, Hans, has been promoted. Since he has a high compatibility with the Werewolf Bloodline Strengthening Potion, his quality will be raised to five stars."

Then came the updated character card.

Five-star retinue: Hans von Sego.

He even had a surname, and it was the nominal fief granted to Hans by Lothar, even though Hans hadn't even been there in person, and he didn't collect half of the tax.

Quality: Epic (five-star)
Rating: 1
Intimacy: trust
Power: 25
Agility: 16
Stamina: 15
Stamina: 14
Mental Power: 10
talent:

Beast Intuition: As the heir of the werewolf bloodline, Hans has a beast-like intuition, even without thinking, he can instinctively choose a choice that is more beneficial to him, but this may also be misled by the enemy and make certain decisions. Misjudgment.

Werewolf: Liberate your real body and turn into a terrifying werewolf. Except for spiritual power, all attributes will be improved in an all-round way.The maximum increase limit does not exceed 50.00%.

Skills: Sword and gun specialization, Hans is good at using sword and gun weapons.

Undying Body: Unlocked.

Howling Moon Werewolf: Not unlocked.

Introduction: Hans was a reserve knight trained by the Teutonic Knights. He experienced strict knight training since he was a child and believed in the creed of the church.

Until he met his lord, Lothar von Habsburg.

In the process of serving his lord, Hans learned a lot of knowledge, and the beliefs and cognitions he once held were also disintegrated layer by layer.

This leads him to the first step of being lured into corruption.

Until one day, an evil lord like a devil said to him in a seductive tone: "Do you want to gain power?"

The pious knight, who had been blinded by power for a long time, chose to agree without hesitation.

The blood of an unknown werewolf family from the Two Sicilies that had been destroyed was injected into Hans' body. Since then, a pious, kind, upright and reliable knight disappeared.

Instead, it was a minion of the devil who was engulfed by bestiality and loyal to the evil lord Lothar.

Looking at the completely altered profile that had been tampered with, Lothar looked dazed.

(End of this chapter)