The Troubles of the Young Wizard

Ville walked in front of Lascaux, his fingers with holy water bounced heavily on his forehead, and abruptly bounced the blond boy who stood up and staggered and fell to the ground.

Little Ville said coldly: "Who gave you the courage to stand up and look at me? Untouchables, didn't your parents tell you to be respectful in the face of nobles?"

Lasko lay on the ground, his eyes fiercely staring at the luxuriously dressed boy not far away with angry sparks. Why could this boy who is two years younger than himself stand proudly in front of him? Does it depend on his birth height?

"Who are you?" Rasco stared at Ville, with a bloodshot at the corner of his mouth.

"Vill Declan, the missionary of the Church of the Goddess of the Night, the title: the official lord!" Little Ville coldly looked at Lascaux lying on the ground, kicked him a few meters away, "young boy, you look at me. I don't like it very much. Tell you, if you dare to occupy the castle of our Declan family, your future is better than death!"

"The Declan family, you are from the Declan family? How is this possible? Didn't that person say that the Declan family members are all dead?" Lasco's face changed suddenly, and he was not really ignorant. My sister has been the concubine of the city lord for a few years, and she has been fooling around with those noble dandies, knowing more or less about the doorways between the nobles.

If it is a complete decline and no heir, the nobles will use their hands and feet to forge some identity documents, suicide notes, etc., maybe they can change their status to enter the noble class, but if they still have direct descendants, they will occupy the aristocratic territory. But it's a great event.

"Don't you think that a small Viscount family can cover the sky in Mabstershire? If our Declan family is really so small on the surface, how can it last for so long? You never Haven't used your mind to think about it?" Ville's mentally retarded gaze made Lasco's face flushed. He asked the same thing at the beginning, but that person vowed to tell himself that their family was lucky and the territory It's just barren.

"Carlos, interrupt his limbs, and take him back to Mabster overnight. Be careful on the road and don't let the wind go through. This little guy has done a lot of evil and needs to make atonement personally. Don't be killed by the murder." He waved his hand at Carlos, "After the return journey, let Corleone City Lord send some more people over to bring the rest of the trash back. This time you don't need to be so careful to see if someone intercepts them halfway."

Carlos looked at Ville with a slightly weird look, nodded and walked up, interrupted his limbs in Lasco's yelling and begging, and then dragged one of his broken legs. Leaving, leaving everyone else silent.

My master is treated this way, what will happen to others?

"Now, the person who originally belonged to Declan Castle is standing on the left, and the person who came with the trash is standing on the right. I counted three times, and didn't do what I said, kill!" Ville said the last word, all The people suddenly became a mess, squeezing into two big groups before he even started counting.

"Very well, I like obedient people, but I hate people who lie to me. So, look at the people around you and see if someone is on the wrong line. Give you a chance to point it out." Little Weir sat down in a chair. Go up, give a slight gesture, Nicole very well-behaved coming up to Vere, rubbing her shoulders and pounding her back, and Baron Walter is dumbfounded.

My Master Weier, is your treatment a little better, this is a great warrior, you really dare to use her as a maid?

Baron Walter cast his gaze on the two cat-man senior fighters, but found that they were looking around, just not focusing on the pair of men and women. Obviously, they were used to it. They had opinions but there was no way to stop them. They could only pretend to be invisible.

"No?" After a while, looking at the silence below, no one stood up to speak, Little Will smiled coldly: "Then now, take a closer look at the crowd on the opposite side and see if there is anyone you are familiar with. Point it out, if It's true, I can let you go, but everyone who knew they weren't but didn't identify them just broke one leg."

"He, he is that young master's groom, not from our castle." Before Ville's words were finished, a groom standing in the city defense resident pointed at the other groom beside him and shouted loudly, while hiding immediately. Take two steps and get a little distance from the groom.

Ville gave a slight gesture, and Knight Wolf strode up. The groom retreated sharply, and took out a short knife from his arms with a "swipe~" sound.

"Intermediate fighter? The strength is good, but unfortunately it's not enough." Knight Wolf didn't use any weapons, and he directly used the "Imitation Wolf Boxing Method" he learned from the Kendal family during this period of time. After a dozen moves, he defeated it. With his short knife, his fists broke his legs like a wind, and he mentioned it in front of Little Ville.

"Pop!" With a crisp sound, Ville slapped the middle-aged groom, "Master, what I said just now, do you think it is empty talk? Or do you think your backer is strong enough to ignore the authority of Master? "

"Bah!" The middle-aged groom spit out, but it was a pity that he was not as fast as Will, and he slapped him on the top of the head. The spit was directly between his legs.

"Pull it down, interrupt your hands first, then cut off your tongue, ears, and nose, and hang it outside the castle to show the public." Ville kicked him out more than ten meters away. This is not a junk boy like Rasco. Still quite defensive.

Knight Wolf went up unceremoniously, "Kacha~" "Kacha~" He broke his arms twice, then grabbed his hair and dragged away. Simple and rude, but the people below were silent and afraid to breathe loudly.

"I'm not an unreasonable person, but you need to understand the mood of a teenager who has lost a loved one. I am in a very bad mood!" Ville's last words were silent, and the audience was silent.

"Now, the people in the original castle are coming up one by one, I have something to ask, let's start with you." Little Ville pointed to the groom who had done a good job before, and the latter almost fell to the ground with his legs weakened, and then he was caught by Fene. Te grabbed the collar and threw it in front of Ville.

Ville then asked simple questions about the castle, many of which were related to the groom himself. After a few simple questions, he rewarded him with two gold coins and asked him to go back and continue guarding the stables. "The Declan family It's not a family that doesn't know the old feelings. The old people in the past should continue their jobs."

The groom held the gold coin in his hand and his eyes were full of tears. He knocked three heads "boomboomboom" and then cautiously stepped back. Without saying a word, he went straight back to his lair. When he met such a master, he should wait and see. Then decide what to do next. And it seems that a groom like himself, who has no abilities other than driving, doesn't have much other way out.

Ville’s prestige and grace, the old folks at Declan Castle were relieved a lot. They lined up one by one. Ville rewarded or punished them according to their answers, but the reward was not too heavy and the punishment would not be too heavy. Being too heavy, being familiar with the road, and paying equal attention to the power, so that these old people dare not complain, but also feel grateful.

The people brought by Lascaux are completely different. No matter who it is, the first thing that comes up is to give a slap in the face. There are several old people from Declan Castle next to them who are identifying who has done something bad. Whether it’s hitting someone or removing things, the lighter has a bruised nose and swollen face, and the heavy one breaks the leg directly. Another servant, in order to please Rasco, burned the Declan family's banner, was directly interrupted by Ville, and ordered someone to pull it down and go with the former mid-level soldier groom.

"You are the second chess piece left by the lord behind Lascaux." Ville looked at the young maid in front of him, and a word made her knelt on the ground and shivered.

"Don't be so scared, whether it is City Lord Corleone or the master behind you, in fact, you don't care too much about you little people, ant-like characters, if you crush them to death, you will be crushed to death. If you escape, you don't bother to chase them. Well, the premise is that your master is generous enough not to hate the betrayer." Little Ville's words made the maid kowtow, but she couldn't say a word.

The master has never been an open-minded person, and is even more cruel and tyrannical to the betrayers. Between such a master and the mighty Mabster City Lord, she dare not offend anyone.

"The little thief can't defeat the city lord Corleone. Your lord is doomed to fail. Is your lord completely defeated and disappears, or let him retreat in embarrassment, and then kill people and kill all of you who are insiders. Choose yourself." Little Ville pointed to Baron Walter casually: "This Baron Walter is a close friend of the Lord Corleone. If you think of any valuable information, you can surrender to him. If you don't have it, forget it. The noble lords don’t have so much free time to play with you~www.readwn.com~ Baron Walter rolled his eyes, yes yes, you, the noble lords sitting there, are really busy, but me The aristocratic master wants to stand aside and help you stand, is it a mess, okay. From the beginning to the end, he didn't play any role. Now it's a shameless task, but it's just a task to scare the little girl. Now, this is related to the future of my iron buddies, so I can barely spend the night with her.

It’s time for the trial, and the time to ask. Little Will hangs a few "heinous" people outside the castle where they can be seen by the residents of the town. This is under the leadership of an old servant of the Declan family. Next, I walked around the castle carefully.

"Master Florett mentioned the little master a year ago, saying that the little master is a rare genius. It is true that the little master is much more powerful than the big master. He is already a senior knight. If the master is in the spirit of heaven, he will definitely be very Be relieved. My lord, I have always wanted to train a high-level knight, saying that this is the only way to be worthy of his knighthood, but he didn't get his wish until he died." The old servant spoke upside down.

But Little Weir still understands that Master Florett is his father, the eldest master is his uncle, and the master is his grandfather. Can you call yourself the little master? Isn’t it a bit of a mess? I feel like I can call my father brothers and brothers. .