Lord of Rot

Chapter 3 Blood Sacrifice Treasure

As long as Li Qi is still alive, he is the only baron in Porcupine Castle, and the people in this castle can only obey his orders.

"Yes!" The male servant put down the wooden basin full of water in his hand, and trotted away.

The morning sun passes through the porcupine collar and sprinkles on the castle wall covered with brocade. The sun shakes with the leaves. This is a day of good mood.

James Duke was wearing a light cloth shirt, standing at the pavilion with his hands behind his back, looking at the women bending over to farm under the hillside of the castle in the distance, which was a pretty sight.

The barren fields can't grow much crops, so many farmers will choose to let their wives help to manage the fields, and the tolerant baron of the porcupine collar will not collect extra agricultural taxes from the women who plow the land, and the men will go to the porcupine collar with homemade bows and arrows or hoes. Try your luck in the dense forest, if you can catch game, you can sell it to the lord of the castle.

That would be a lot of money.

"Good day, Sir Duke!"

Her head was wrapped in a white cloth, and a fat woman in an apron came over with a wooden basin. She was a woman from the village down the hillside and was in charge of washing clothes for the castle. If the castle had not had its own chef, she believed that she could do the job. The brown bread she baked was famous throughout the porcupine collar, and if the Lord's fine wheat flour was used, it would definitely make more fragrant brown bread.

But being able to work in the castle is enough for her to brag about in the village. Every time she walks into the stone-paved castle path, she will vigorously wipe off the soil on the soles of her feet, and lift the wrinkled linen skirt to make herself more elegant. If I remember correctly, the word that can only be used to describe the noble lord is called "elegance".

She didn't understand the title of the noble lord, but only knew that this James Duke was a subordinate of the former lord lord and also the teacher of the current lord baron.

I heard the bald chef say when I was washing clothes behind the castle, if you meet some lords who can't tell what kind of nobles they are, my lord?baron?knight?Then they will be collectively called Sir. The bald chef has heard about these, but she treats them as the truth.

This also became the only opportunity for peasant women to show elegance in front of nobles.

"Good day, but I've said it many times, Mrs. Titmouse, I'm not a nobleman yet." James shook his head, but his expression was very receptive to the title.

Ordinary civilians generally do not have surnames, and most of them will be named after local animals, that is, what is called what they see. If there are people with the same name, they need to use nicknames to distinguish them. There are even fathers who combine their names and nicknames. Inherited to children.

Aristocrats like to add many heroic prefixes to their names, and uneducated commoners also like to follow suit, but they can only add ugly nicknames such as "pockmarked", "lame", and "no front teeth".

The fat woman said: "You are the master's teacher, you will definitely become a knight."

She heard that the lord was seriously injured and wanted to ask, but when she thought of her identity, she kept her mouth shut. No one likes a talkative servant.

James smiled and said, "Go ahead."

After Mrs. Titmouse walked around the path into the castle, she couldn't enter through the main entrance of the castle.

"Mr. Duke!" The servant ran over in a panic, and he was out of breath from his hasty running.

"Hammer, remember that you are His Excellency Leo's servant, you must always be graceful."

"Yes, but..." the valet was anxious.

"But what?" James asked.

"The lord is awake, he let you go!"

"What! How...!"

James' face changed suddenly, he stared at the servant's hammer, and the murderous look in his eyes unconsciously burst out: "How is he doing?"

The aura of the "Warg Killer" scared the servant hammer and sat on the ground.

Killing the baron and betraying his allegiance to the lord will be spurned by others. If the news spreads, he will be completely finished. There will definitely be nobles who bring troops to attack him and occupy the poor porcupine collar by the way. If those nobles If you really know.

The servant hammer was very scared: "I, I don't know, the master asked me to invite you over immediately, but his voice sounded weak, and he said he only trusted you."

"Only trust me?" James kept changing his expression. Although he moved behind his back, Li Qi shouldn't be able to find out, no, maybe he really didn't notice?

Besides, there is nothing to be afraid of a baron who has been stabbed in the chest by a sharp knife and can only wait to die.

"I'll be there right away!" He warned: "...don't tell Madam yet."

He already regretted working with that woman. With Li Qi's weak character, he might be able to completely control her, at least he would not let himself be so passive. That was killing the baron. Before hearing the scholar and apprentice pronounce the death date, He was always on tenterhooks.

After killing Li Qi, what he had to face was a vicious ex-baroness. At this point, all he could do was go to see the weak baron alone on the sickbed to test the situation, but it was obviously impossible to stop.

James quickly came to the second floor of the castle. He raised his hand and knocked on the door lightly. Li Qi's weak voice came from behind the wooden door: "Who is it?"

Hearing the weak voice, he could be sure that the other party would not live long through the door. James breathed a sigh of relief: "I am James, and I am here at your call, my lord!"

"Mr. James? Please come in!"

James pushed open the door and walked in. The white ice wolf blanket on the bed had been removed. Looking around the room, he didn't see Li Qi. There was only a tombstone and a crypt in his bedroom.

"I'm in the crypt." Li Qi's voice came from the cave: "Come in, Mr. James, remember to close the door."

"Why is there a...tombstone in your room?" James asked inexplicably as he closed the door. He didn't go down into the crypt without permission. His instinct as a former mercenary told him that it was dangerous, even though he was already a mercenary. It was more than ten years ago.

Li Qi's voice came: "It seems to be my father's secret treasure when he was alive. At that time, Lord Leopold gave him a sheepskin rug. He kept saying that it was a treasure. Today I accidentally dripped blood on that sheepskin rug. Tombstones and crypts appeared out of nowhere!"

Lord Leard did have a sheepskin rug, hand-woven, next to the bed.

But James didn't know it. He knew that Leopold had received many good things from Lord Leopold, especially a carpet that he couldn't put it down, regarded it as a treasure, and even named it to Li Qi.

Appearing after a drop of blood, it sounds like a blood sacrifice. Could it be that the baron who survived the catastrophe got some kind of ancient treasure with the blood sacrifice?James stared hotly.

It is also true that the tombstone appeared in the room out of thin air. He hadn't seen it when he came to this room yesterday.

So, the treasure might be real too!

(End of this chapter)