Another day trampled by the witch

Decisive, ruthless, and domineering, there will be no redundant words in their mouths. Her Majesty's order to them is to take away the descendants of these nobles at all costs. If there is any resistance, kill them on the spot. When a person dies, he must see the corpse.

Now they just chose to stun this group of dandies, which already belonged to the mercy of these strong men.

The man kneeling on the ground with muscular twitches just screamed and gritted his teeth to prevent himself from screaming. From the bulging muscles in his cheeks, it can be seen how much pain he is having now, and beads of sweat appear on his forehead. In fact, he shouldn't be so embarrassed when facing the knights. As a high-achieving student who graduated from the Kingdom Higher Academy, and as the number one graduate of the Academy of Magic, it is impossible for him to fight back.

But it wasn't until these bloody knights rushed in that he sadly realized that the fighting skills he had learned and the muscle memory he had exercised had long since been wasted with these seven or eight years of doing nothing, otherwise he would have been defeated However, at least he could make a few moves with the old knight who caught him just now.

However, as a man, he still gritted his teeth and did not give in at this time.

Lorca just watched this scene indifferently. He is not a psychopath. He insisted on humiliating others to satisfy his inner desires. Now these are making full preparations for what he will do next.

But obviously, the man in front of him who was similar to himself was not so easy to deal with.

Looking down at Mechel O'Meara from a high position, Knight Commander Onewell on the side also saw that this kid's physical fitness is very good. Otherwise, others would have been beaten so hard that they couldn't stand up. Although he knelt on one knee , but soon stood up slightly trembling.

Sweat oozes from his forehead and slowly drips to the ground. From Mechel's expression, it can't be seen that he is enduring the severe pain, while the other members of their family are paralyzed one by one, and are almost held in place by the knights. However, the steward did not try to continue to provoke these lunatics. All he could think about now was how to inform the Marquis O'Meara.

It's a pity that he didn't know that his master was powerless, and even the patriarch of the family was still fighting with those "friends" like a lunatic in the conference hall, just for the last chance of survival.

Extremely sad.

At this moment, the tall knight standing behind Mechel raised his scabbard again.

click!

Someone in Luo raised his hand to interrupt, otherwise the knight standing behind him would definitely make Mechel faint on the spot.

"Just say what you want, don't hold yourself back, Young Master O'Meara, even if you look at me like this, it won't help."

Staring at the other party condescendingly, Lorca gave the other party enough time. After a while, Mechel recovered his senses before uttering a few words inarticulately.

"What is your purpose... This is the... chivalry you respect..."

He almost spit out the words through his teeth.

The completely swollen face made it difficult for him to speak clearly, but Loka suddenly laughed out, not mockingly, but a kind of...proud smile?

"I'm not a knight, so I don't need to respect the spirit of chivalry, so I can kill you guys as much as I want, understand?"

"Secondly, the humility, honor, sacrifice, bravery, compassion, justice, honesty and spirituality in chivalry, you can't see it in me, because I am not a knight, but you should be able to see it in the old knight commander beside me It turns out that when people were leading people outside to fight, you were still one of your father's chromosomes, and because they had to deal with your garbage, they didn't even have time to hold grandchildren."

"What's more, chivalry is about treating virtuous people. Do you think you are worthy? Drag this kid out to feed the dogs."

He casually kicked the young man who didn't know how to live or die. At this moment, Mechel finally caught the indifference in Luoka's eyes as if he was staring at an animal. There was a sense of remorse in his heart. It was obvious that what his father had done was revealed. He knew that if he didn't Open your mouth, I'm afraid my younger brother won't even be able to save his life. There is no mercy at all in the actions of these guys.

"Wait! You are looking for the magic spar. I will exchange the news of the magic spar for my family's life. Don't touch my brother! Get your feet off!"

In desperation, he didn't care about anything, this is the only bargaining chip he can trade now, glanced at Mechel, Loka didn't make much reaction, just said calmly: "The few chips in your family I am not interested."

"What's the meaning."

"What I want is the batch of goods you plan to send to the northern orcs, not the few magic crystals that your family left in the warehouse with almost no energy, understand?"

"I don't understand. Our family has never sent anything related to magic to the north. At most, there are only some normal transactions between business and animal husbandry. Anyone knows this."

For this answer, Luoka was not surprised. He said that he could torture and extract a confession at will, but he is not a bloodthirsty person. Can the Marquis O'Meara, who went to the conference hall, walk out of the palace alive? If someone walks out alive, it is not appropriate to see his son's body when he returns home.

What's more, Mechel is not stupid. He knows that once he admits it, what awaits the family may be destruction.

With a random "hmm", Loka's eyes were focused on the noble young master. When the other party mentioned the magic spar, he keenly caught Mechel's sight shifting, as if looking towards One of the servants, and it seems to be very inconspicuous.

"It's okay, let's have normal contacts, and I don't expect you to tell me that the person who can manage the magic spar is probably your confidant, but have you ever thought about why she sent me to find magic spar?" Something that even the teacher can't find?"

Glancing at the surrounding environment and feeling the faint smell of mutton and milk in his nasal cavity, Loka suddenly thought of something, combined with the transaction records he had read before, he probably understood where these things were hidden.

Immediately looked at the place where Mechel was winking just now. There was a large group of people squatting there, all of them were servants and servants. It was impossible to tell who they were, but there were obviously some people who were dressed as farmers. They looked like A person who manages a farm.

"I don't care who sent you here, I just want to know who you are! Why dare you break into the marquis's mansion, are you not afraid of Her Majesty's harsh criticism! This is the Kingdom of Loria! Do you still have the law! "

Shaking his head helplessly, as if admiring the innocence and loveliness of this noble young master, Lorca raised his chin towards him, and stared at him with the eyes of an idiot.

"Humans, you can lie to others, you can yell that you are wronged, you can lie to us that you are not guilty, but it's no fun to lie to yourself, from the moment you are carried out of the room by these two, you know who they are, Who ordered you and why you came to take you away? You know better than anyone else. It’s really boring to lie to yourself. How about this? Let me tell you, I’m a mixed race from the north who led an army into the city of Roria, and the queen has been captured. I caught it, and now your country is in my hands, are you satisfied?"

Obviously Lorca's words are very rebellious, and it is not suitable to make such a joke in such a serious atmosphere, but the old knight hiding under the helmet can't help but smile, magic knights, who else in this world can mobilize them?

These are some old-fashioned old people, and everyone is simmering with anger. They have long wanted to question this group of things that are holding back in the king's city, but unfortunately, there are some things they can't say.

But Lorca is different.

The relationship between Lorca and Her Majesty seems to be a little delicate. He can say rebellious words without any taboo, but he can also confide out all the things in their hearts.

The man's question made Mechel a little speechless, but he quickly replied: "Even so, Her Majesty should confront my father face to face. Even if you want to do something, you must wait for Lord O'Meara to come back. The Marquis is here You can enjoy it in the kingdom..."

"Hey, let me tell you, don't you really think that your unlucky father is still alive?"

Seeing the sneer in the man's eyes, Mechel felt as if his heartbeat missed a beat, his pupils constricted, and he finally realized that something was wrong.

Father went to a meeting this morning, and it was a battle meeting invited by His Majesty. Could it be that it was a trap! ?

"You... what do you mean?"

"No, it's not interesting. I actually hope that your father can fight better. That's fine. I don't have time to mess with you."

After waving their hands casually, the rest of the knights still controlled many nobles to walk in the direction of the West Palace in an orderly manner, including the young master who looked bruised and swollen.

Watching everyone leave, the old knight commander asked: "Mr. Luoka, did you take them all away to tear down the entire Marquis's mansion and find out where the magic spar is?"

"Ok?"

Looking at the knight commander who was half a head taller beside him with a strange face, Loka shook his head.

"No, no, why demolish the house? I probably know where these grandchildren are hiding and where their farm is."

"Nong... farm?"

Volume 66: Chapter 63 Chapter 3 Cows! 【[-]K】

The O'Meara family handled things very cleanly.

The kind of cleanliness without leaving any tail, in fact, they have no evidence at all to prove that the O'Meara family has ever traded such products abroad.

The reason why Lilia believed that they had committed a crime was very simple.

The amount does not match.

Each magic spar has a clear report, and the number is also limited, because a magician can only condense so many in a lifetime, and the number of magic spar sent to the front line and used to make staffs increases every year. It is gradually decreasing, but the problem is that the number of magic spar in the whole kingdom is increasing, especially the number of magicians killed in battle at the border is increasing. For the descendants of magicians, let their last remains in this world become the most powerful weapon in their hands.

However, the number of magic spar is decreasing, causing many magicians on the front line to have old or even broken wands, but they still cannot be replaced. In this case, how do magicians meet the enemy?

Hitting someone's head with a wand?

According to the investigation, the person who has the ability to mobilize and is in charge of the magic spar is the Omera family, and their family does have trade with the northern orcs, but according to the investigation, it is indeed some simple commodity trade, which is allowed by the kingdom. , Such as exchanging food for slaves for labor, or transporting some livestock, such as cattle and horses, are all trading objects.

So as early as 30 years ago, Lilia did one thing.

That is to bury nails into the O'Meara family.

Such a secret matter will definitely not be brought to the table, and few people know it. The biggest possibility is that those who are responsible for manipulating this matter and transporting this cargo do not know what they are sending. Kingdom treasures are strategic materials.

But fortunately Lord O'Meara still showed his feet.

The scope of the farm is very wide, and the facilities are quite complete. There are more than a dozen sheds, and there are plenty of places for activities. There is also a horse farm for the nobles to have fun. Usually, Lord O'Meara himself will be fine. ride a horse.

Generally speaking, aristocrats with a little bit of status have an exclusive farm, because there are no refrigerators in this era, and milk can only be produced on site, or processed and sold to other places, but basically they have to drink it on the same day , It will basically deteriorate overnight, unless the weather is colder.

There were people searching everywhere in the farm, but they obviously didn't care. If the magic spar could be found so easily, it would be impossible for Loka to be responsible for searching for these things. For about half an hour, hundreds of forbidden soldiers and dozens of people around searched every corner, even knocked on every brick, but still did not find any whereabouts.

It seemed that those magic crystals disappeared out of thin air, but according to the information given by the informant, they only confirmed the transaction partner last night. Before that, it was absolutely impossible for these things to be placed outside the family.

"Have you found them all?"

Suddenly, Lorca said something suddenly.

"The search is still ongoing. If the plan is good, the place should be completely dug up tonight. If not, I'm afraid I can't explain to His Majesty. Mr. Luoka, if possible, hand over Mechel O'Meara to me." Interrogation, I have a way to pry his mouth open."

Onewell used "I" instead of "we". Obviously, if he can't find it, the old knight commander intends to take the responsibility by himself. After all, Lorca is still a young man. He thinks that Lorca His assistant, whether it is His Majesty or His Highness, will save a lot of worry.

As for things like offending people, Onewell is not afraid at all. He speculates that Lorca let go of Mechel so easily. He may be worried that the other party will not die this time and will definitely retaliate deliberately, because His Majesty does not necessarily The whole family will be executed, so it is quite normal for Lorca, who does not have any title, to feel worried.

If that's the case, it's fine to be the bad guy. Anyway, he's an old bone, and he doesn't have a few days to live. What he desires most is to lead the army to go out once before he dies of old age, to quell the chaos of war for His Majesty .

"Old knight commander, don't worry, I only let that kid go after I found some clues. Also, I think you guys were wrong at the beginning. If you keep searching like this, you will never find it in your life."

"Please tell Mr. Lorca."

There is no good face, but they choose to ask directly. This is the cutest thing about the knights. They are straightforward and straightforward.

"Why are the magic crystals hidden in a hidden corner? How did they transport them out? You don't even need to think about transporting them privately. You can't get out of the royal city alone. All goods have been strictly reviewed, and the quantity is so large. Big, so, they must have gone through some kind of legal transaction, and hid it inside, and then transported it out of the royal city, even so, they have to go through multiple checkpoints to check for any mistakes."

Hearing this, the old knight captain frowned. He seemed to have thought of something. A straightforward personality does not mean a person is stupid. Could it be among the commodities he had traded?

moo—

In the cowshed, hundreds of large and small cows are crouching in the comfortable cowshed, chewing the dense feed, the whole cowshed has a stench, and there are many wooden barrels, which are milky white Liquid, obviously, before the workers had time to process the milk, they were detained and taken away.

The cows are quite docile in character, and they didn’t show any resistance or anger when they felt the stranger came. They just mooed a few times and then continued to lie on the spot, taking a rest when they should, and taking a nap when they should.

Don’t look at this group of guys being lazy, but they are all very precious trading goods, whether it is milk or themselves. In this era of scarce resources, a cow is equivalent to a family of three for more than two years. If it is a cow, the value is even higher , the two men kept their bodies as stable as possible, so as not to startle the herd, and then moved closer little by little.

Then gently stroke the cow's head.

This scene is a bit funny, the actions of the two old men look so funny, they are constantly soothing the cow, and the skillful way of plucking the hair makes the cow completely relax and continue to rest.

"Mr. Loka, what you mean is that they hid these on the cows. If I remember correctly, their family did sell cows to the orcs. This kind of transaction is legal and allowed in the kingdom, but I I would like to say that the magic spar cannot be preserved in the body, this power can be absorbed by the flesh and can be digested, besides, the magic spar is rugged and sharp, and it is unlikely to be swallowed through the throat."

Ignoring the voice next to him, he was still stroking the cow with his palm, all the way to the side of its body. Suddenly, there was a strange softness that made Luoka's eyes shine!

He guessed right.

"Old knight commander, do you know how many stomachs a cow has?"

"what?"

Now even the old knight is a little confused, what kind of problem is this.

How many stomachs?

He really didn't know this.

I didn't expect the old knight who fought on the front line every day to be able to answer this question. Loka said to himself: "Cows are herbivorous animals. In order to avoid danger, they will seize the time to eat as much grass as possible, but Due to insufficient chewing and indigestion, the forage that was originally eaten will be regurgitated into the mouth."

"Then chew and swallow slowly."

"Over time, in order to adapt to their own eating habits, they evolved four stomachs, namely the rumen, reticulum, omasum, and abomasum."

"And after they eat forage, the first stomach they reach is the rumen."

Speaking of this, Loka began to gently pluck the hair on the left side of the cow's abdominal cavity. The hair here is quite loose. What surprised the old knight Onewell was that the hair was pulled off piece by piece, but the cow didn't feel it. Any discomfort, just continue to nap.

"The volume of the rumen of an adult dairy cow can exceed 150 liters, which can store hundreds of kilograms of feed. There are many microorganisms in the rumen, which can make the food decompose and ferment initially."

"Food goes into the reticulum where it is filtered, and some of the heavy, undigestible stuff gets trapped. Then, the food goes into the omasum to be ground, digested, and absorbed. Finally, the food reaches the abomasum, which is the abomasum of the cow, and also Only the abomasum has the ability to digest in the true sense, but as long as it is not here, it cannot be digested."

Having said that, an even more horrifying scene appeared. Loka poked it lightly with his nails, and then pressed hard with his fingers!

A piece of blood dripping cowhide was abruptly lifted off by Loka!

moo—

But what is strange is that although the cow made a sound, it did not resist, as if it was not its skin that was torn off.

Throw the piece of "skin" on the ground casually.

What came into view was a hole.

A dark, deep black hole with a little blood stain on the edge, just enough to pass through an adult's hand.

"The rumen is very important to the digestion of cattle. Once there is a problem, it will lead to indigestion, which will affect the quality of cattle and milk. Therefore, to improve the digestive problems of cattle, it is necessary to open a hole in their left abdominal cavity. "

"With this hole, it is easy to put feed into their rumen, and it is also easy to take out some indigestible things, and if there is a digestive problem, it can be solved artificially, whether it is medicine or other things, it is very convenient."

"more important."

"It is something that is stored in the rumen. As long as the volume is slightly larger, it is impossible to enter the real stomach, and it is impossible to be digested."

Looking at the dark hole, Luoka took a deep breath. He knew that the blood stains around him were the result of artificially pasting fake leather. In fact, each of these cows should have holes, but in order not to be seen by others, he chose to use This way of deception.

Under the nervous gaze of the old knight commander, Loka still stretched his hand in, the sticky feel and grassy touch made the man frowned, spoke, and rummaged from other people's stomachs to chew The broken stuff is kind of gross indeed.

But when he was slowly pushing away the grass that was full of gastric juice with his fingers, he suddenly touched some kind of hard object!

A raised eyebrow.

"Old Knight Commander, it seems that neither of us need be scolded by His Majesty."