Lord Roar

Chapter 4

After the three of Austin left, the castle returned to its former silence.

The butler, Old Lacey, still looks like a ghost, appearing and disappearing all day like a ghost.

Dina, who defeated the high-ranking fighting spirit warrior, still wears a tight-fitting maid outfit every day, with two fingers as thick as radishes, holding thin silver needles and hiding in the room to practice embroidery.

Allen still eats and sleeps every day, sleeps and eats, counting the days and waiting for the ten gold coins issued by the Magic Association.

You must know that ten gold coins are half a year's income for ordinary people. Alan took a quill to write and draw, and calculated that after the gold coins were in place, he would be able to handle Dina's meals.

Although the castle is big, there are only three people in it, and the daily expenses are not much, and most of the expenses are on Dina's lips.

A few days after the boring days, the castle ushered in the second wave of guests.

This time the guests were very polite, not only with humble smiles, but also with gifts.

Allen ordered Dina to open the gate of the castle, and the master and servant greeted each other with smiles.

"Your Excellency the Baron, your most humble servant, the Clerk of Outpost County, Yorkshire greets you."

Yorkshire's neat uniform looks very capable, his long black and white hair is combed into a ponytail, and his deep facial features show the charm of a vicissitudes old man, although he is only in his early 30s.

After Allen led Yorkshire to the living room, he looked at him with a smile.

Yorkshire is very polite, without any polite words, he directly reported all the tax revenues of the outpost county this month.

After finishing speaking, he nodded to his subordinates behind him.

A small bundle of gold coins was placed on the table, and Allen's eyes lit up.

Dina who was behind grabbed the small bundle, weighed it twice, and exclaimed in surprise: "Why are there so many?" After finishing speaking, she ran back upstairs with her long legs like being chased by a dog without waiting for others to speak. on, as if afraid of being snatched away.

Yorkshire smiled awkwardly, signaled his entourage to leave, and then explained with concern: "The king's city has come to order. Before winter, the Holy See Legion will pass through our outpost county and start another campaign against the heretics."

Allen understands that the Holy See is ready to find other races to fight again. The frontier county is bordered by the ancient wilderness, and there are [-] barbarians inhabited. Everyone believes in Kakalu, the god of the wilderness. There are many dwarves and giants living in the sub-plain. They believe in all kinds of gods, and they believe in everyone, but they don't believe in the Supreme God.

As for who the Holy See is going to beat, Alan doesn't care, anyway, it's either a barbarian or a Beamon orc or a dwarf giant on the plain, and it doesn't matter to him.

As the largest force on the continent of St. Cassius, the Holy See basically does whatever it sees. It cleans up the Beamon orcs today, and harms the wilderness barbarians tomorrow. The reason for the war is also very simple and rude, and the mainland is united. , the belief is unified, whoever does not believe in the Supreme God will be beaten until you believe in it.

"Do you know which legion it is?" Allen asked casually.

Yorkshire replied in a low voice: "It's the Dragon Legion. The ascetics of the Holy See and the head of the legion may come earlier, and they will temporarily live in the castle. Wang Cheng said that we don't have to hand over our income this month, and it will be used to entertain the Holy See gang. Gentlemen."

"Hey!" Allen got up and stood at the window door, muttering: "War, when will you stop your conquest, Supreme God, do you want to engage in racial conflicts if you believe in you?"

The brilliance of the scorching sun shone on Allen who felt it, making the sitting Yorkshire look a little dazed, wondering what kind of nerves this noble scum in front of him was going to get.

As a once promising magistrate of the royal city, Yorkshire was dispatched to the outpost county in disguise because he offended the high-level officials. He has long been smoothed by the reality. In the past, he always treated the top nobles with a humble and kind smile. .

But under the mask, Yorkshire didn't have much respect for Allen.

The reason is simple, because Allen used to have many nicknames that Yorkshire was not ashamed of in Wangcheng.

For example, the scum among the nobles, the useless son of the grand duke, the disgrace among the nobles, and so on.

Yorkshire is actually very jealous of Alan. The youngest son of the Grand Duke not only has an indescribable status, but also has a powerful father in the kingdom. However, Alan has lived for more than 20 years and has gone further and further on the road of cheating.

Yorkshire, who has great ambitions, often fantasizes that if he and Alan switch identities, he will definitely be the most dazzling new star in the kingdom.

Before Alan was reborn as a dove occupying the magpie's nest, the former second son of the duke was indeed quite useless, and he could do nothing without writing.

When he was just born, the Grand Duke had high expectations for his little son, because Alan, who was still a baby, showed a rare affinity for elements.

This discovery excited the Grand Duke's family for a long time, and invited all the court mages to guide him on magic knowledge.

But what is surprising is that although Alan's elemental affinity was ridiculously high when he was young, it is a pity that he couldn't summon any spells, not even the most basic ones. Gather around.

It's a pity that all these things are useless, the elements are gathered, and the magic can't be released, just wave your hand at you and you can recruit a lot of younger brothers, but they just watch behind you and say nothing, just don't go up to help you kill people .

The grand duke who became his father also took great pains. Seeing that being a noble magician is not enough, he should practice martial arts instead. After all, in the human race, besides magic, there is also fighting spirit.

In the St. Cassis Continent, where war is the main theme, high-level grudge fighters will always win the awe of others.

Allen could eat since he was a child, and his body was long and strong. After careful teaching, he might become a high-level fighter in the future, so the Grand Duke held good hopes and arranged another path for his youngest son.

As expected, the tiger father has no dogs, and Allen learns martial arts very quickly, whether it is military combat skills or partial swordsmanship, he can master it with one click.

Then. . . .There is no then, from the age of six to the age of 16, Alan Mao's fighting spirit has not been cultivated, but he has become more and more edible and stronger.

You must know that even an ordinary nobleman, after several years of hard work and constantly breaking through his own limits, will definitely be able to stimulate his potential and cultivate his fighting spirit in less than five years.

But Alan couldn't do it. In ten years, let alone fighting qi, he didn't practice fighting fart. The poor duke turned down his face and begged all the court magicians, and then all the court martial arts instructors, but the result was nothing.

I have some doubts about whether Alan is his own biological Duke. The more frustrated he is, the more courageous he becomes. If he can't use magic or grudges, then let's change to a new trick, let's read books, and if we can't use martial arts, let's play Wentao.

If he hadn't changed his tricks, the Duke would still love his stupid son, but as soon as he came into contact with books, Alan immediately fell asleep and fell asleep within a few seconds.

When everyone thought that Allen was lazy to sleep, the chief magician of the palace made it clear that it was not sleepiness, but meditation.

The words stirred up waves, and many magicians who heard the news were so jealous that they were dying. Even the chief magician of the palace shouted three times in public, "Blessed!"

You must know that if a magician wants to enter meditation to accumulate mana, he must calm down and have no distracting thoughts. This process is very difficult, and even many famous senior magicians cannot enter the meditation state in a short time.

But Allen did it very easily. As long as he glanced at the book, he would immediately feel sleepy and enter meditation. Try to be sure, and meditation is exactly the same as sleeping, with dreams in the middle.

Facts have proved that the mana accumulated by Allen in the past few years is comparable to that of a wizard.

But this is of no use, because Alan can't cast magic, just like your big guy with [-] centimeters in the air, but it can't be hardened at night, which makes people feel panicked.

The Grand Duke collapsed, he felt that his stupid son might as well just be lazy and sleep, at least he didn't look disturbed.

Not only the grand duke collapsed, but Ellen's own mother and the noble duchess also collapsed.

You must know that Grand Duke Claire is a famous high-level fighting spirit swordsman in the kingdom. The outside world calls him the Shield of Locke and the patron saint of the kingdom.

But such a powerful person actually gave birth to such a funny son, which is unacceptable to anyone in the kingdom. The Duchess almost cursed and swore that Alan was definitely born to Lord Claire.

It is definitely the biological parents, with the mentality of being out of sight and out of mind, they directly sent Alan to the most outpost county to fend for themselves, so as to save himself from seeing it every day.

Along with the team that came to the outpost county, apart from the burly servant Dina who was more edible than Allen, there was also a senior butler Lacey who had never been heard of in the royal city, and then there was Yorkshire.

A top-notch noble, with a trio of old, weak and ugly, took over the castle and nearly a thousand subjects in the outpost county.

He didn't know about other people's situation, but Yorkshire knew it himself. He became the clerk of the outpost county, which was equivalent to a distribution in disguise, because he had offended Allen's father before.

As for how he got offended, it is ridiculous to say, because he asked his colleagues a question in public, that is, who is more handsome, he or the Duke.

His Excellency the Duke gave him a simple answer, that is, "Get lost!"

Then he was sent to work as a clerk in the barren outpost.

And his job is very simple, that is, he is responsible for public security management, monthly taxation, agricultural development, frontier defense outside the county, cultural popularization, reception of nobles, etc.

Except for the clerk, poor Yorkshire trained the militia, mediated neighborhood conflicts, and delivered pregnant women. In just a few months, her thick and smooth black hair has now become a little white.

(End of this chapter)