Tales of the Reincarnated Lord

　　 Chapter 65 Mr. Tim

As Pat walked into the big tent, it was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was wearing a gray-black leather jacket that didn’t fit well. He was wearing a pair of brown breeches. Obviously This big leather jacket is the warm clothes sent to him by the team. Although this middle-aged man tried his best to show his aristocratic status, his skeletal eyes and uneasy expression still exposed his inner tension.

At first glance, Lorist had no good impression of this middle-aged man. This man looked very shrewd. He did not have the aristocratic style of being naturally superior. Instead, he looked like a market peddler, or a housekeeper who collects rents, especially It was those eyes that kept rolling, as if they were making some idea in their heart.

　　 "The heir of Viscount Terbury, Tiberly Tim, paid tribute to the adults and wished them a great victory." The middle-aged man bowed deeply to the seated Lorist.

Lorist laughed. No one of the noble's children would call him that. They would introduce themselves to the so-and-so family, instead of staring at the title and emphasizing that they are the heirs. This is to deceive the ignorant leaders. Yes, no aristocratic child who has received orthodox aristocratic etiquette education since childhood would say that. The identity of the middle-aged man in front of him is very problematic.

　　 "I am Norton Lorester of the Norton family in Northland, and the person in charge of this team. May I ask this gentleman, who are you?" Lorester's words showed his doubts about the identity of this middle-aged man.

"I, I'm really the eldest son of Viscount Terbury. If you don't believe me, you can ask the people who are rescued by you. Many of them know me and have grown up with me since they were young, otherwise they won't listen to me. Follow me..." The middle-aged man's face flushed immediately, as if Lorist's suspicion hit his most sensitive heart.

　　 "Really?" Lorist was noncommittal.

The middle-aged man was like a pierced ball, and he was suddenly relieved: "Yes, my lord. I am indeed the eldest son of Viscount Terbury. But now my brothers and sisters and my relatives are gone. I am the only one. The only remaining blood of Viscount Terbury. Therefore, I am also his only legal heir."

　　 Lorist understands that this middle-aged man is the illegitimate son of Viscount Terbury, and the family of that viscount may have been destroyed by Earl Cobili, so this illegitimate son regards himself as the heir of Viscount Terbury.

　　 "What was the responsibility of Viscount Turbury before?" Lorist asked.

"The Viscount-sama asked me to manage the three farms in the territory and the transaction of foreign production. Because I deal with farmers in the territory too much, I don't have too much contact with the nobles." The middle-aged person should be honest and ask questions. answer.

"Let’s put it this way, Mr. Tim, I’m not interested in whether you are the heir of Viscount Terbury. I heard that you asked my family knights to equip your people with free weapons and equipment, so can I ask? Why are you? Make such a rude request?" Lorist stood up and stared at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Big, my lord, isn't it expensive? The nobles have the duty to help each other? And I, I also want to equip my people to help the adults deal with the army of Count Cobili..." In this middle-aged named Tim In people's eyes, Lorist's aggressive aura made him breathless, making him feel that the excuses he had previously thought of in his heart were so pale and weak and useless. I can only find a more orthodox statement in a hurry.

"Haha, Mr. Tim, first of all you are not a nobleman. It is not that you think you are the heir of Viscount Trebly. You become nobleman. You must be recognized by at least three nearby nobles to be qualified to say that you are a nobleman. The legal heir of the Viscount Burley. Then you can go to the capital to receive your pedigree certificate, and then obtain the qualifications for the inheritance of the territory and the title certificate from the upper lord of the Viscount Burley. This is a more orthodox way of inheritance. Secondly, there is another way to master a powerful family armament, creating a de facto territory inheritance reality, forcing the upper lord to admit that you inherit the title and territory. I think Mr. Tim should have played this idea."

"Perhaps, Viscount Terbury didn't register your eldest son's name on the family register. It would be very difficult for Mr. Tim to follow the orthodox way of inheriting the title. It's just that Mr. Tim shouldn't forget. Your current status, to be correct, you are just a prisoner of war, a prisoner of War of the Earl of Cobili. And our Norton family defeated the army of the Earl of Cobili and accepted everything of this army, so you should be considered our trophy. Theory On the above, we have the right to live and kill your servants, and even selling to slave traders is a reasonable behavior. Unless you will, like other nobles, offer yourself a suitable redemption price."

"Speaking of mutual assistance between the nobles, Mr. Tim, do you really understand this agreement? This is valid only when the nobles in the same area are invaded by a common foreign enemy or humans are invaded by warcraft and foreigners. And we, Now it belongs to two countries. Even if you are a nobleman, I have no obligation to you. You can even cut off your head because you are an enemy nobleman, hang you and get rewards after you go back. Said to help us fight, haha, Mr. Tim, this excuse is terrible."

　　 The middle-aged man was pale, sweating on his forehead, and trembling all over. In the past, as long as he put on the posture that he was the heir of Viscount Terbury among the leaders, those leaders would be respectful and dare not disobey the slightest, so that after being captured, he could confuse a large group of people to listen to him. Serve him as Lord. Unexpectedly, in front of the real aristocracy, his self-confessed heir seemed to be stripped of his gorgeous disguise, and his original form was revealed at once.

Lorist walked slowly around the middle-aged man, and looked at him up and down with interest: "Mr. Tim, in fact, I don't mind if you pretend to be a nobleman, or whether you are the heir of Viscount Terbury. . It is a good thing for a person to have ambition, which will encourage him to work hard and work hard. If you can pay the corresponding price for our generosity, then I can forgive you for your unreasonable request this time. If you want to empty your gloves from us As for the White Wolf, then I have to think about it, what to do with you, a liar, hang or beheaded? You can choose a way of punishment."

The middle-aged man named Tim collapsed immediately. He had seen his father, how Viscount Trebly called the guards to end the lives of several people who disobeyed his orders. How did the few brothers who had the right to inherit him flogged to death the leaders who frightened their mounts? From an early age, his mother, a former maid of Viscount Trebly, taught him how to live humble and humbly as an illegitimate child, winning the trust of his father, becoming a steward of the Viscount, and using The identity of the illegitimate son of the Lord Viscount gets extra benefits for himself from the ignorant leader.

It wasn't until his father, including his brothers, were beheaded cleanly by the Count Cobili's army that he realized that he had become the only surviving blood of Viscount Terbury, even though he had not awakened his grudge. Without being taught by an orthodox nobleman, the viscount's care for his illegitimate child was to allow him to study writing. But all this did not prevent him from establishing the concept that he was the only heir of the Viscount among the leaders he knew, and using the savvy and talkative mouth of the society to deal with the travellers and traffickers for a long time, recruited a large number of exiled leaders in the west. The mountainous area was unique, and a cottage was built. Until this time, it was broken by the sweeping forces and he became a prisoner.

　　 I originally thought that I was dead this time, but I didn't expect that such a powerful sweeping force would be annihilated by a convoy of escorts, and he was rescued. After eating and dressing in the camp, he went to inquire about the details of the convoy. After he knew it was a northbound armed convoy of a family named Norton in the Northland, he suddenly realized that this was an opportunity, maybe he could Get some benefits from this passing team. In his thoughts, as long as he is mentioned as the heir of the Viscount, the owner of this team should treat himself as a guest, and get what he wants. At that time, he still had several plans such as one, two, three, and four in his heart. He could even use this convoy to defeat Earl Cobili, and control a powerful arm to return to the viscountry, becoming a territorial nobleman envied by everyone.

When he heard Lorist’s smiling face asking him to choose a way of death, the awe of the nobility and the inferiority of being an illegitimate child came to his heart. This is the real noble. , Talking and laughing freely and ruthlessly, do not need to rely on coercion and temptation like oneself to make subordinates obedient. In his eyes, Lorist, like the Viscount lord he feared most before, could easily decide his life and death.

Tim creeps and tears: "My lord, please spare me, I should not be delusional, should not intend to encroach on the knighthood, please spare my humble life! In your eyes, I am just one Only ants, not worthy of your attention..."

Lorist took a step back: "Please get up, Mr. Tim. If you want to be a nobleman, at least please keep your grace. No nobleman will act as shameful as you. A true nobleman. Even in the face of death, it should be a personable and unhurried face. Perhaps you have misunderstood what I mean. I said, I don’t mind if you are the heir of the viscount or noble. What I want to know is , In what capacity did you make such a rude request to me?"

Looking at Mr. Tim’s ignorant eyes on the ground, Lorist smiled bitterly and explained to him in detail: "Mr. Tim, if you think you can get everything you want from me for free by virtue of being the heir of the Viscount , Then I will treat you as a liar, beheading or hanging, because you offended the dignity of the Norton family, you should understand that what a territorial noble hates most is rudeness and deceit."

Mr. Tim shivered. He thought of Lord Viscount again, and remembered the scene where Lord Viscount ordered the guards to hang a fisherman, because the poor fisherman wanted to hide his catch, because there was an extra fish, that said. The fisherman who lied lost his life. He remembered what the Lord Viscount said at the beginning: "I don't care about more fish, I only care that he deceived me."

　　 Mr. Tim nodded and motioned for him to agree with Lorist.

"Mr. Tim, if you don't want to get something from me as a liar, then as a noble, when you ask me for my help, then as a noble, I should also ask you. Give a helping hand. It's just Mr. Tim, the help between the nobles is not free. Are you ready to pay what price?" Lorist asked.

"We can arm an army for you, we can help you regain your territory, and we can also arrange for you to receive orthodox noble etiquette training, so that your every action will be more like a nobleman, and nothing will happen in front of other noblemen in the future. A joke. But none of this is free, you have to pay the corresponding price, Mr. Tim." Lorist said.

"I, I have money, I am willing to pay for food and ask for your help..." Mr. Tim finally understood what Lorist meant, especially when Lorist mentioned that he could be arranged to receive aristocratic etiquette training. He was surprised inexplicably.

　　 "That's right, Mr. Tim, you are so clear to make our communication more smooth and friendly~www.readwn.com~ But can you tell us, where are your money and food now?"

Mr. Tim honestly confessed the origin of the money and food, that is, when the Viscount leader was invaded by the army of the Count Cobili’s family, Viscount Timberley, in order to make a comeback, took Tim to bury a batch of gold coins in a secret place overnight. . He also told Tim not to go back to the castle, go directly to the several farms in the territory that were not affected by the war, and drag all the food in the warehouse to a cave under a mountain on the edge of the territory. That was the one that the Viscount found during a hunt. Only Tim who was with him at the time knew about the abandoned bear cave.

　　Mr. Tim faithfully completed the entrustment of Lord Viscount. When he went back to report to Lord Viscount, he discovered that the castle had been breached, and Lord Viscount and his children, that is, Tim's brothers and sisters, were all dead. Mr. Tim estimated that the hidden wealth should be tens of thousands of imperial gold coins, and the food in the bear cave was enough for three thousand people in the first half of the year.

　　Looking at the map, Lorist found that the territory of Viscount Terbury was not far from here, only about a day away. So he ordered Reddy to find El, and asked Mr. Tim to take El and Pat to lead a group of people with a carriage to move the gold coins and food to the barracks.

Before he left, Pat looked at Lorist. El made a gesture of wiping his neck. Lorist shook his head. He smiled and wished the three people a smooth trip, and promised to arrange someone when Mr. Tim returns. Train him in noble etiquette.

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