The lord is red again

The manor of the Arman family.

The open door welcomes the return of the owner.

The feeling of "returning home" makes Linde feel very complicated.

He has the memory and feelings of "Linde Arman", but he knows very well that he is not the original Linde Arman.

He turns his neck gently and takes everything in his eyes.

In the royal city with a large territory, the manor of the nobles is a small territory with its own independent operation system.

The fiefdom system forms a hierarchical relationship between the king and the nobles. The land belongs to the nobles, but during this period, they must be loyal to their monarch.

Until the loyalty stops, the land is taken back.

In the manor, the nobles can have their own army, serfs, etc., as well as mills, farmland, and even markets, and they can ensure self-sufficiency even if they do not interact with the outside world.

The main labor force of the manor comes from serfs, such as hired workers and tenants, which are very rare. Human life is the cheapest thing both now and before the end of the world.

Linde looked through his memories and remembered that the serfs often handed over the grain they grew as "rent". Of course, they did more than just farming here, they also had to do a lot of odd jobs.

Working 3-5 days a week, and being free to move around the rest of the time, this was the daily routine of the serfs.

Life in Alman Manor would not be too hard, because Alman was a warrior and a knight, and was not active in exploiting land and grain.

Now under Linde's leadership, he changed the fine traditions of the Alman family and ruthlessly deprived most people in his territory of their rest time, and those people had to thank him.

Being able to survive and have enough food was enough to satisfy them.

Linde led Pierre, Pim and Tione through the long road in front and walked into the small castle building inside the manor. There was dust on the ground, but there were also dragging footprints.

They did not encounter any alienated monsters along the way, because when Linde left the royal city, a large number of tenants, serfs, etc. left Alman Manor.

Soon he heard staggering footsteps.

It came from the direction of the maid's bedroom, and a figure staggered over.

It was a standing red-skinned monster wearing a tattered long skirt. It was difficult to tell who she was from her appearance, but with Lind's departure, not many people stayed, so it was not difficult to guess.

She staggered towards Lind, and the changes in her body meant that she must have been affected by the power of the nobles.

Pym took a step forward, but was stopped by Lind. He looked at the staggering red maid rushing in front of him, and then reached out to grab her neck.

He twisted her neck to end her confused pain.

"I'm late, sorry."

There was nothing worth strolling around in the whole manor, and Lind only took a look at the rooms of himself, his parents and relatives. When he saw the white bones pierced through the abdomen with sword blades, he didn't know whether he should be relieved or sad. At least he didn't have to face the fight with his blood relatives.

The top floor was very small, and it was not messy except for the dust, which meant that no one had been here since Lind left.

Tione stood beside Lind and looked into the distance with him.

From this window, you can see the palace. The huge building is so high that you need to look up to see it, overlooking the entire royal city.

"What can I do for you?" Tione seemed to be thinking about something.

"Just like that, don't do anything." Lind didn't want to waste too much time talking to a humanoid magic ring fragment that lacked emotions. He pushed open the window, felt the softness of the wind blowing across his cheeks, and smelled the pungent dust in the room.

Tione recalled what the undead taught her about "emotions", then looked at Lind, and finally nodded gently.

You said don't do anything, then I won't do anything, how simple it is.

...

Reina lay on the fur-covered bed. Since defeating Goliath, the undead have entered a strange state. Not only did they not get idle, but they became even busier.

She is a little confused now.

She has rejected the undead's invitation to team up twice, just because there was something in her mind that involved her.

Reina's eyes were fixed on the top of the tent. She was thinking about how she should return to the bloodthirsty castle and how to respond to the monarch's mission.

She had gained a lot during this period, including the beautiful enchanted silver armor she was wearing, the long boots that could speed, a soft mask that fit her face, and a dagger with carefully carved patterns... She didn't need the dagger at all, and it was not even as sharp as her nails.

But she still bought it.

No turning back!

They didn't have much effect, but they were very beautiful, and the exquisite and beautiful appearance made her unable to take her eyes away.

The "wow" sound that the undead people made every time they saw her wearing these things was the greatest effect of these things.

Reina enjoyed walking on the street in these beautiful clothes and being stared at. It would remind her of her life before the end of the world, which was a long and somewhat boring story.

The first half of the story was her favorite part, and the second half bored her.

She used to be a "flower lady". Before the celebration began, she needed to wear very thin clothes, so thin that she looked like she was wearing nothing to dance, and everyone's eyes could see what they wanted to see through the clothes.

They are dazzling during the celebration and receive countless cheers, but after the celebration, the flower ladies will do even more.

Reina likes the feeling of being the center of attention. She remembers that she once met the only daughter of a nobleman, who was as beautiful and delicate as herself, but only on that day could Reina receive far more attention than the other person.

Then one day, a long time ago, she preferred to use this method to tell time.

Still remember that when the sun was setting, she lost the glory of "Miss Flower", and a strong man found her and grabbed her wrist.

To enjoy the feeling of being the center of attention, you have to pay something.

Reina had been mentally prepared for the "price", but what was waiting for her was not those things, but death and rebirth.

A boring rebirth.

Only now, she felt the value of survival again, working frantically to make money, and then spending and shopping.

In the words of the immortal, although the things she bought were useless, she also gained something. What she bought was called "emotional value", and she loved emotional value.

But Reina also knew that emotional value could not satisfy the monarch.

The sun shone directly in from the gap of the tent, and when it fell on the rack she bought specifically for placing armor, the armor was immediately shrouded in a misty light.

Reina enjoyed the quietness here, which was in sharp contrast to her boring and bloody life "long ago".

She changed her clothes and came out of the tent, and someone took the initiative to greet her.

Today is not a flower day, but every day can be a flower day.

But she still had to go back to the bloodthirsty castle and report the situation here to the monarch, especially the situation of Linde Alman.

The golden man who was as dazzling as the sun was very powerful. After seeing Linde kill the Dragon King Kurt that day, Reina even suspected that the monarch might not be the opponent of that man.

They all belonged to "Hedwin", and Linde had killed a powerful Hedwin, which meant that he could kill a second one.

"I have to go back." Reina muttered.

At least Linde didn't know me, but the monarch could find me.

Turning around and looking at her tent, Reina was full of reluctance.