Lord of the Oasis

【92zw】 Rolfe will be back soon.

At the same time, there was also a blood-drenched human body.

He was still on the ground at will, groaning in pain, his tattered clothes were stained red with blood, and there were welts everywhere, looking extremely miserable.

The Borg next to him turned green.

Instead of the calmness just now, he looked to the side with cold sweat on his face.

Obviously, for the guards who used to get along for more than ten days, it is also a deterrent to him now, and when he thinks about the benevolent reputation left by Kant, he swallows and spit, the bottom line for these nobles. , has a deep understanding.

If it is really kind, it will not be like this, because it is the kindness left by Kant that he dares to escape the patrols of desert robbers and go deep into the sentry oasis.

But Kant's face was calm: "How is it?"

"It's not a hard bone." Rolf snorted coldly and nodded to Kant: "It's indeed a guard from Rogerburg, his ability is close to the level of a knight, and he wanted to resist when he saw me taking someone over, but I was kicked between the legs. After a few dozen whips, everything was said." At the same time, he handed in the copy of the torture.

Bandak took a pitiful glance at the blood-covered, miserable guard. It was obvious that there was air in but not out. If it was not treated, the consequences might be very bad.

Glancing at Fatis next to him.

But Fatis shook his head, his expression was calm, and there was no pity in his eyes.

Bandak nodded, understanding the thoughts of his little friend.

He is not pedantic.

Even if there is an idea and desire to protect the civilians and become a tribune, the villages of other kingdoms are still burnt, the troops of other kingdoms are also killed, and the bandits are still slaughtered.

Bandak never hesitates when it comes to big issues.

"It's really troublesome."

Kant put down the copy, which contained the details of the torture.

He already understood the background of this guard,

It is Viscount Wayne of Rogerburg, the highest noble in the entire North County Territory, who controls an elite army directly under him, as well as a consortium of many minor nobles. Compared with the current military strength, it far exceeds the current Kant. .

Viscount Wayne was indeed a big trouble.

Before Kant provokes him, he came to him because of his greedy sense of smell.

"The situation is a little bad." Fatis said to Kant, "Viscount Wayne of Roger Castle barely concealed it, so let this Borg come to the sentry oasis, maybe because we arrest him and take advantage of it."

"Using the title to play, it is estimated that it will."

Rolfe also pondered with the stubble on his chin: "If it was me, I would definitely not miss this opportunity to put my hand into the sentry oasis. It is estimated that Viscount Wayne is as bastard as me."

Bandak glanced at Rolfe and suggested to Kant: "My lord, the patrols in the direction of the inn should be strengthened."

"That's right."

Kant nodded, their suggestion worth considering.

But Borg, who was still kneeling at the bottom, suddenly raised his head and said to Kant: "Not only Fort Roger, even Marsburg, and Fort Aviles in East County, sent people to the desert station. "Speaking, his eyes dimmed: "It's just not like me, foolishly fooled, crossed the station to come here."

"Viscount Kevin of Marsburg, Viscount Gibran of Avilés."

In Kant's mind, the aristocratic information about the Principality of Lions appeared.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help raising a smile, looking at the unwilling Borg in front of him and said, "I really didn't expect that so many people dared to pay attention to me, and they were so blatant."

"Salt is too expensive." Borg bowed his head, as if he was willing to sacrifice himself: "No one will give up your salt mine, Baron Kant, even if you or the forces behind you built this castle, but for those greedy nobles For us, if you can't get your salt mine, you won't give up."

"You're right." Kant nodded, ignoring his rude remarks.

Because what Borg said was true.

Looking at his courage, Kant also reached out and knocked on the table, and asked him with a little interest, "What about you? I remember that at the time I asked anyone to return at the station and not go deep here."

"I am also blinded by greed."

Borg lowered his head and clenched his hands that were cuffed by his wrists, but his voice became firm: "Lord Kant, I have discovered your secret, if there is no accident, maybe I will die, but I think if there is any place available, please Give me a chance to live, and I am willing to pay my loyalty."

"Ha, loyalty." Hearing his words, Kant hadn't spoken yet, but the rude Rolfe sneered instead: "This is such a wonderful word, I can be loyal to anyone when I'm drunk."

"Hmph." Fatis snorted coldly: "Your words are a bit too much."

Bandak also glanced at Rolfe: "If the noble you meet has a bad temper, you will be whipped directly."

"Sorry, I'm just used to it." Rolfe reacted instantly and laughed shyly: "Of course, my loyalty to Lord Kant comes from the soul, and there is no loyalty at all."

"Be careful when you speak in the future." Kant reprimanded a little, but didn't delve into it.

This guy's character is like this, otherwise he wouldn't have gone from an honorable aristocrat to a bastard villain that everyone hates.

The system is constantly loyal, and Kant believes that Rolfe is loyal to himself.

But for Borg who was kneeling in front of him, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and he asked in a deep voice, "I don't know what kind of person you are, and I also don't know whether I should believe your words or not, after all, your current loyalty is extremely important to me. Inexpensive, what can you give to make me believe that what you say is true, and you are willing to give me your loyalty?"

"I don't have any place to prove it." Borg looked up, his face in his 20s was still a little immature, but he looked at Kant firmly: "But if I die here, my family will be completely bankrupt, please Give me a chance, I don't want our family to decline or even collapse because of me after more than 200 years."

"Interesting." Fatis said.

Bandak nodded in the same way, even Rolfe looked at the young man a little more calmly.

Both Fatis and Rolfe wanted to revitalize the family, and they both felt the same way.

Kant, on the other hand, chuckled lightly and waved directly to the guard next to him: "Okay, take off his shackles. I think anyone who is willing to take refuge in me will not treat him as a criminal."

"Lord Kant!" Borg looked extremely excited.

He didn't expect that the idea of ​​breaking the boat, or the idea of ​​breaking the jar, would actually come true!

The guards came to loosen his shackles.

Kant ordered: "Take him back to the Consultative Hall and arrange a room." After a pause, he looked at Borg and asked, "Do you think the caravan guards who came with you are trustworthy?"

"Except for the old housekeeper who served me since childhood, no one else can be trusted."

Borg hesitated, but still opened his mouth and said to Kant seriously: "They are all Viscount Wayne's financial officers, and I don't even believe them in the guards and staff arranged for me."

"Rolfe, you are in charge of handling it." Kant turned his head to look at Rolfe.

Rolf nodded: "Understood."

It was easy for him to just deal with a dozen little mice.

But looking at the bloody guard, he touched his stubble, and said with a grin: "These guys can still provide a lot of information, even if it's useless, they can sell it to the snowfield iron ore in Vickia, although the value is estimated. Not high, but you can sell a few dinars."

"Via's snowfield iron ore still needs human slaves?" Kant frowned slightly.

"Need." Rolfe shrugged: "Men, women, and children all need it. If there is a labor shortage, even the elderly need it. They lack slave miners and attract a large number of slave traders every year."

"So it is." Kant bowed his head slightly.

He was thoughtful.

There is no psychological barrier for him to sell human beings as slaves.

The world itself also has a slave trade.

And it's still in full swing, not to mention human slaves, all kinds of beauties and maids, it is said that there are even dwarf slaves, locked in the depths of the workshop as a senior blacksmith, a little bit of hospitality, you can let these dwarf slaves help forge the best. Weapons and armor, which are all within the sphere of influence of the great nobles.

For Kant, it was better to become a slave than to kill or leave it behind.

Buying the Kingdom of Vikya can also exchange for dinars.

Nice idea.

Kant was heartbroken, but did not reveal it, turned around and walked outside.

Fatis and Bandak follow.

The two knights also helped Borg to follow, and the thick chain armor made a slight squeak as he walked, but it did not make this Borg fear, but had a light face that escaped death.

He really survived.

After leaving the cell, his old servant was also watched and led out by a knight, and went to the Consulate together.

As for those rusty guards?

Can only ask for happiness.

………………

Today's time passes quickly.

Night falls.

The entire Narun Desert seems to have entered the cold winter season.

Chilling chills permeated the ground.

And just around the "Drehem" castle, a team of 10 desert robbers are still patrolling.

The Borg discovered during the day alerted everyone.

Even Kant has a special post station, scolding the 40 desert robbers guarding there, asking them to increase the frequency of patrols, and telling them that they will send more desert robbers and Rolf, who is the sheriff, at the beginning of tomorrow. Get up and avoid a similar accident from happening again.

But even if the patrols are stepped up, more and more people are appearing in the Stone Pass.

The hotel is already full of guys with a secret plan.

The huge profits of the salt trade have made countless people jealous, and even Baron Dylan is under enormous pressure.

The Northern Commander, the Southern Commander, and the closed Eastern Commandery all sent various spies. ) !!