Lord Roar

Chapter 9 Purification

The next day, a large group of melon-eating people gathered in front of the castle gate, and the surrounding area was filled with water. Everyone looked at the gloomy castle, pointing and whispering.

At sunrise today, a strange notice was posted on the market in Qianshao County.

The content of the announcement is very simple: the great, kind, benevolent, and noble lord of the outpost county, the son of the Grand Duke of the Kingdom, Lord Baron Allen, will publicly purify the extremely evil Hell Black Dragon Egg in front of the castle gate at noon. The residents of the outpost county who witnessed this great moment in the castle were exempted from paying the church tax and three copper coins to the outpost county general hall indefinitely.

In the past, the numb civilians were boiling, half-believing and rushing to tell the story, and some bold people even ran to the church door to inquire, but the pastor of the church neither admitted nor denied, but only showed disdain and contempt.

Nearly a thousand residents of Qianshao County put down their farm tools, tied up their ponies, and gathered in groups in front of the castle gate with their families, holding snacks and small wooden benches.

At noon, Allen, who had been calling for a long time, came out of the castle, wearing a tight evening dress, carrying a mace on his shoulder, and holding the dragon's egg in both hands, and stopped at the stone table in the garden .

"God bless you, Your Excellency the Baron!"

"The lord is merciful."

"Salute to the noble lord..."

A mess of polite greetings rang out in a very perfunctory manner.

In addition to the civilians who watched the excitement, many mercenaries in the crowd who were obviously dressed in other places ignored Allen and stared at the dragon's egg with expressionless faces and unblinking eyes.

Under the protection of several church knights, Wood walked slowly to the gate of the castle.

At his signal, an attendant dressed as a knight knocked on the gate of the castle.

Allen pretended not to see, and Yorkshire behind him looked down at his toes.

Wood, who was left out of the gate, snorted coldly, and looked at the waste lord not far away with disdain.

Purify the dragon's eggs, abolish the civilian tax law, who do you think you are?It's just a nonsense waste material aristocrat.

Wood can't wait to see Allen humiliating in public. Although he doesn't know why this waste lord is not negatively affected by the dragon's egg, he knows that unless the Twelve Cardinals make a move or the Holy Magician It fell from the sky, and no one else could purify this dragon's egg at all. If it was that simple, why would the shaman of Beamon need to ask the Holy See for help.

Although it is only a young egg laid by the hell black dragon, it is after all a powerful crystal of the hell black dragon. To completely purify the negative power inside and kill the evil creatures in the egg, it is not a waste ability that cannot even release elementary magic. did it.

There are not a few people who hold the same idea as Wood.

Among the civilians, those who are a little bit kinder are grateful to the lord for abolishing the civilian tax law, but at the same time have some doubts and doubts.

Those villains who were exiled to the outpost county didn't care about the so-called common people's tax law. Anyway, they themselves would not hand over the church copper coins, so they would have no money to avoid the tax law.

As for the rest of the foreign mercenaries with malicious intentions, with the mentality of watching the excitement, they all wanted to see how the famous waste nobles of the Locke Kingdom made a fool of themselves in public, or they wanted to find opportunities to grab the dragon eggs and escape.

Allen put the dragon egg on the table, pressing down with his hands like a giant.

The people who eat melons should yell or yell, and they don't give him any face.

"The light of the Holy Father is everywhere." Wood whispered softly.

Like a basin of hot water covering the ice and snow, the civilians in the crowd, one or two at first, then groups of people, as if they were infected, all closed their mouths, lowered their heads in awe, and stopped making noise. .

Allen rolled his eyes, and an extremely vulgar word appeared on his mouth.

Rolling trumpet flowers with both hands, Allen shouted: "The troublemakers in the outpost county, my lord baron, I am in a good mood these days, ah no, I heard the call of the Holy Father, sacrificed myself, and took huge risks in front of you I want to purify this extremely evil dragon egg, so I made an agreement with the church. If the purification is successful, you will not have to pay taxes to the church in the future. How about it, are you happy? Surprised or not? "

The civilians looked at each other.

Allen glanced at Yorkshire behind him reproachfully, what the hell, what was promised before.

"Everyone give some applause, okay?" Allen said again.

The civilians were at a loss.

"Rely on your uncle." Allen cursed: "I spent a long time doing things for you, why are you here to watch the fun?"

"Okay!" An angry voice suddenly sounded: "Your Excellency the Baron, that's great, that's great."

Immediately afterwards, another voice rang out, shouting very feebly: "Yeah, good, good, that, that's great."

Allen patted his forehead. He felt that Yorkshire was really unreliable in handling things, and such a blind man could tell that he was looking for it in advance.

"Boom" Allen smashed the mace on the stone table angrily, pointed to the dragon's egg and shouted: "The dragon's egg was born by a black dragon from hell in another world, and the egg is lingering with incomparable negative power. A bunch of blind idiots came to the county, wanting to come and grab eggs from the old castle."

Dozens of outsiders dressed as samurai in the crowd touched the sabers around their waists with unnatural expressions.

"Grab the egg? Grab your female horse a big watermelon." Allen grabbed the mace and smashed it on the black dragon's egg. The barbs on the mace were blown away, and the magic lines on the egg kept flickering, appearing Large cracks.

Dina was wearing a tight-fitting maid outfit, and walked to Alan holding a large iron pot with a calm expression.

"Crack!" Allen held the egg in both hands, and knocked heavily on the edge of the iron pot. The dark golden egg liquid flowed into the iron pot with a dazzling luster.

Pulling out two long silver chopsticks from his arms, the lord began to stir quickly like a senior cook.

Dina squatted down, facing the firewood that had been prepared, and lit it.

The people who eat melons are dumbfounded.

Wood and the church knight were dumbfounded.

The foreign mercenaries were dumbfounded.

"No!" Wood roared and rushed to the gate of the castle. Unfortunately, the gate had already been locked. Several knights drew their long swords and began to hack at the gate of the castle.

Dozens of mercenaries dressed as warriors struggled to push away the crowd, drew their weapons and confronted several other church knights. While staring at their opponents, they anxiously glanced at the lord who was a guest cook from the corner of their eyes.

Allen turned a blind eye, and put the iron pot on the firewood on his own, and then looked at the gate of the castle with a smirk.

Wood was like an old king who had bumped into his wife cheating. At this time, he could no longer care about his appearance, and sat on the ground with dull eyes and a look of despair.

The iron pan was quickly heated red, and the tangy aroma made Dina swallow her saliva.

Allen stretched out the long silver chopsticks again, and inserted all the fried dragon eggs in the pot into his mouth.

After hiccupping, Allen licked his lips with a look of unfinished thought, then looked at the silent crowd and roared: "Go away, I've finished my purification."

Countless people were stunned, looking at the lord who turned and left, speechless for a long time.

Outside the gate, the foreign mercenaries put away their weapons and left quietly.

The knights of the church supported Wood with an inexplicable expression.

Yorkshire trembling all over, he felt that if he returned to the royal city in the future, the Grand Duke might directly skin him.

At this time, Allen, who returned to the house, his eyes were red, and he fainted to the ground with a "plop".

The old housekeeper, who walked tremblingly down the stairs with a cane, looked as if he had seen a ghost, with various expressions on his face.

(End of this chapter)