Lord: Exiled by Stepmother, I'll Rule the World Anyway

Of course, if Charlotte signs a contract, she will wait to join the maid group!

"Ahem, I'm thinking about something strange."

Field patted his head, eliminated distracting thoughts, and exhaled a breath. The chosen ones he met recently looked bitter and resentful, as if they were contracted to die.

"I..."

Xia Luo Wei clenched her pink fists and wanted to refuse, but the red-hot iron was right next to her, exuding a terrifying aura. Xia Luo Wei fantasized a little and suddenly broke into a cold sweat. Looking at Field's indifferent face, she struggled again and again, and finally nodded.

"I agree." Charlotte gritted her teeth and agreed, "But...but I also demand it."

"Well, let's talk about it." Seeing that the matter was settled, Field was curious about the reason why she insisted on not being contracted.

"If...I mean if, if you can, please help me get revenge and restore my country." Xia Luowei's mouth tightened, and she began to cry. She sat down on the ground, and then she huddled up in the rain. Holding his knees with his hands, "My people are all pagans..."

She was filled with hatred, so she hoped to find a powerful noble to help him avenge the heretics.

"So that's the case, that's understandable."

The hatred of the country and the family will cost people everything.

Seeing her crying so much that her nose was full of bubbles, Field handed over the handkerchief sympathetically and sighed: "Although I sympathize and understand your experience, I must point out that not even the powerful empire can stop the infidels. Which noble are you looking for to help you take revenge?"

"Uh..." Xia Luowei's crying stopped suddenly. She blinked and thought for a moment, her eyes losing their luster. "Why did I suddenly feel more sad when you said it?"

"The trend of history is not subject to personal will."

Field shrugged.

"Besides, even if there is a powerful noble in front of you, he can defeat the heretics, but why would he contract with you? The powerful nobles who contract are the strongest members of the family, you ask him to abandon the sixth level or If a seventh-level God's Chosen One turns around and accepts you, he will be kicked down by his competitors the next day."

People in this world can only contract with one chosen one, and they must be of the same race.

All the contracted gods of those in high positions are also top-notch.

"me..."

After stammering for a long time, Xia Luowei figured this out and froze on the spot: "It turns out that the revenge I was thinking about was just a bubble."

Nobles can be idiots, but the bloody reality will screen them. Those in high positions must have enough strength to support them.

Although it is impossible for no one to want the Chosen One, if you want to enter the inner circle of the top nobles, just relying on the strength of the first level is not enough.

To become a Daji who brings disaster to the country and the people, you must at least be a vixen.

"Don't be so sad. The Griffin Empire is close to the Purple Gold Empire. Sooner or later, the Queen will have a battle with the heretics. You still have a chance to take revenge." Field thrust his lance into the soil and drew a big pie in the air with his right hand. "You are so worried about the night. If we lead our efforts, the soldiers of Nightfall Leader may be able to kill one more enemy in the future. Thinking about it this way, isn’t it much better?”

"Well, it's much better."

Charlotte smiled through her tears, wiped her tears with a handkerchief, blew her nose hard, and then handed the wet handkerchief to Field: "Thank you, give it back to you."

"No, you can keep it."

Field twitched the corner of his mouth and silently took two steps back.

Charlotte patted the dust on her body, stood up and cleared her throat, with an arrogant look on her face: "Although you are only a baron and your strength is very weak, I recognize you."

"Hmph, I am the most promising lord in the Northern Province. You can go to the Northern Province and inquire about it. This is generally recognized." Field breathed a sigh of relief and raised his eyebrows.

"Really? That's the best." Charlotte was as happy as a skylark flapping its wings, with dust and tears on her face, and she smiled like a fool.

Field silently cursed: After all, I am the only lord in the Northern Province, and the other lords are dead, so they must have no problem with it.

Lifting his hair, Field saw the new goddess mark.

The mark of the goddess emits soft golden light, forming a gentle and friendly shadow of the goddess. Then, a divine connection poured into Field's body.

Name: Charlotte Valleolo

Level: Level 1 (Choice of the God of Abundance)

Occupation: Nature Sacrifice

Magical Skill: Song of Fruit (Singing praises to an acre of farmland, greatly increasing the yield, and producing golden crops with a small probability. After eating, the strength will be slightly increased, and the effect will gradually decrease with the number of times eaten.)

Artifact: Seed bag full of hope (the plant seeds stored in it will gradually improve the variety)

Legion skills: none

Territory gain: In the lord's territory, the yield of grasses (oats, wheat, rice) increases by 10%.

"Okay, the agriculture in Nightfall Territory is settled." Field was overjoyed, his eyes shining.

Although the territory gain only increases the output by 10%, when combined with magical skills and artifacts, the output is absolutely terrifying and the population that can be fed will be even greater.

Some are happy and some are sad.

The space was torn apart, and Shadow and Peryl appeared at the same time, neither of them got any satisfaction.

Peril didn't say anything nonsense and was about to continue the attack, but the shadow flashed and returned to the city.

In Noghesk City, in the Hall of Lords, all the high-end combat power of the rebels is gathered here.

The atmosphere was extremely solemn. The men and women tied to the altar cried loudly. The shadows flew back to the Lord's Hall, glanced at the injured people, did not speak, but waved violently towards the altar.

"Pfft!"

The men and women above were directly crushed into pieces by invisible pressure. The blood gathered along the lines of the altar, and finally slowly flowed into the black-gold Holy Grail in the center. However, the influx of large amounts of blood only made the Holy Grail a little more blood. .

"This is the last batch." The priest in gorgeous robes fell to his knees.

"A pure person from half of Itavin Province can only practice so much?" Shadow was very unhappy. He picked up the Holy Grail and drank it in one gulp. His figure immediately solidified by 30%, and he could barely tell that he was a human female. She said in a trembling and excited voice, "It's still 70% short, it's almost done."

"It is not easy to be reborn, otherwise the resurrected would have been all over the streets." Eliza walked out of the darkness and smiled gently at the shadow, "I hope you will not forget our friendship, whether it is lending the Holy Grail of Nirvana, or We all paid an immeasurable price to steal the Eye of Long-cherished Wishes."

"Of course, I will remember your selflessness and righteousness." Shadow took out the Eye of Long-cherished Wishes and watched it turn into dust. "Unfortunately, nothing is eternal, and the success of Itavin Province is difficult to repeat."

Relying on a shadow, he was able to persist under the fifth-level divine choice Peril for so long, thanks to the pupil of his long-cherished wish.