Just when the dead souls were recognized by the villagers, the fear that filled the space began to decrease rapidly.

Including Vincent, several lichs, necromancers and various monsters present felt extremely uncomfortable.

This feeling is like watching a drama online and the network suddenly goes offline, which makes people feel uneasy and unable to resolve it.

Compared to the demons who covet them, the female knight Niniya has a completely different mood.

The expressions on Ninja Wald's face were extremely rich, ranging from confusion, disgust, shock to dumbfounded. The girl's mouth could not be closed at all.

How could a complaint between people and grudges turn into a large-scale offline meeting of relatives and friends?

"Look, what am I talking about?" Seeing her like this, Vincent proudly touched the top of her head, "I knew from the beginning that it was too late for them to be happy, so how could they be afraid?"

"Thanks……"

A dead spirit floating by saluted the lord with an extremely humble and respectful expression, as if he were seeing a high-ranking king.

"Look, he still has to thank us!"

Niniya was completely confused about the situation. She never expected that the villagers would be so friendly to these undead spirits, and would even be hard-pressed to leave them.

It seems that something similar will happen in my own village...

"Villagers and souls, be silent for a moment!"

Seeing that the scene was becoming more and more warm and the atmosphere was becoming less and less serious, Vincent had no choice but to use amplification magic and shouted in the venue.

His royal ancestry gave his voice a special magic power, which caused indescribable throbbing and fear to both villagers and monsters.

The undead howled in unison in terror, and then fell silent, daring not to move.

The scene fell silent instantly, and only then did people remember who summoned the undead and who was the real master here.

"Tonight, I came to the village to do only three things. Fairness, fairness, damn it's fair!"

Then, for the first time, Vincent pulled out the sword from his waist, raised the sword high, and pointed it straight at the sky.

To be honest, this was the first time Niniya saw him pull out this weird sword.

It is said that this is a weapon handed to his son by the devil himself, and it seems to be called "Camrepos Ratchet".

Camrebos is a giant monster spawned by the dark power in the Demon Realm. It ranks among the four evil beasts in the Demon Realm and has a great reputation.

It has huge destructive power, moves around without control, and often requires all major ethnic groups in the demon world to pay a huge price and jointly kill it.

Teeth that have been slaughtered countless times, are indestructible, never wear out, and can continue to grow after death, are materials that the demons can only come across when making weapons.

The magic sword made from the materials of Camrepos is second to none in terms of power and magic power, and only princes among the royal family can have the opportunity to wear it.

In terms of power and popularity, this sword is comparable to the sacred sequence holy swords of the chosen heroes on the mainland.

When the sword with an indescribable color was unsheathed, Niniya's mind was like being struck by lightning, and her consciousness was suddenly cut off.

A huge demonic figure that she had never seen before and whose shape was indescribable filled her vision, making her feel her heart tightening, almost suffocating, and losing all strength and judgment.

For a moment, cold and dark energy spurted out from the sword, causing everyone in the room to feel a sense of fear that their blood would freeze, and the resentful spirit fell to the ground in fear.

If Vincent could have the power to swing a sword, I'm afraid everyone here would turn into a rain of blood, giving the demon sword a feast.

People who see it are scared, and users are also panicked.

If Kiara's clone hadn't provided some of the power, Vincent wouldn't have been able to pull the sword away.

The magic power required to control it is too strong, and Vincent cannot yet grasp it.

But as long as it can be used, its majesty is absolutely unquestionable.

As one of the best ways to show his identity, Kiara had already suggested that he use it once, but Vincent had never succeeded before.

This was also true including the time when he was assassinated.

Most likely it's not because of the increased protection...

"I'm sorry to interrupt your warm moment, but the time for accusation has come." Vincent glanced at the silent ghosts, pointed his sword at the local tax collector Dicas and his accomplices, and asked in a low voice, "Honestly

Tell me, are they your murderers?"

Among the thousands of resentful spirits, more than half of them let out ear-piercing screams.

"Instead of being deceived by others and hating me who has never been masked, why don't you accuse the murderers around you!" Vincent loudly said to the villagers, "Today, all the sins will be revealed, and I, the lord, will make the decision for you."

"If you give up this opportunity, think about it, will you be bullied and hurt and become like them?"

"Keep records, and every sin will be accounted for every word."

"Whatever you have been robbed, deceived, and harmed, I will return it all to you."

"Starting from tomorrow, I want not to see a murderer here, only hardworking and happy people."

"Be loyal to me, and I promise to put all these guys with human faces and animal hearts into cages, and kill them one by one when they come out!"

Hearing these words, Mr. Dickas, who was originally a good friend of Luke, was so frightened that his face turned pale.

Even if he is a devil, he should support the rich master. Why should he help these serfs and tenants who on average do not live to be fifty years old?

Apart from a miserable life, what benefits can these untouchables bring to the demon clan?

Is it true, as the apostles of freedom said, that the demon clan attaches great importance to the concept of quantity, and the more dependents they can transform, the better?

No matter how much wealth you have or how high your status is, it's the same when you turn into an undead creature and enslave it?

The turbulent public opinion was instantly released. Vincent asked Sadaka and his subordinates to control the excited people, yawned himself, and quietly retreated into the shadows.

Silently putting away the sword, Vincent wiped a cold sweat.

This sword is so powerful that I feel like my body is being hollowed out.

I heard that the materials for making swords were provided by the blood clan's marriage alliance. Do they want to use this evil thing to murder themselves?

The sixth prince is too unprogressive. Obviously, his eldest brother can dual-wield these weapons at the age of ten, and he can cut grass everywhere and become unparalleled...

He still had to be cautious if he wanted to use them in the future. Although he looked down upon the power of the Demon God, he had to admit that if he wanted to use these evil and powerful artifacts, he would have to strengthen his faith in the God of Chaos and Darkness.

Fighting the landlords is fun, but actually criticizing the landlords is much more boring.

From what I heard, it was all about taking advantage of others by taking advantage of them, trying to rob men and dominate women.

Leaders are very busy and do not have so many worldly desires.

For the devil, the misery of ordinary people will not make him feel novel and interesting, and hearing too much will only reduce the marginal utility.

"Master, do you want to leave?"

Niniya, who was moved by the tragic past of the peasants and couldn't help but think of the past in her hometown, couldn't help but hold Vincent in her arms, looking at the lord with her beautiful eyes full of tears, which was particularly touching.

The poor girl is homesick, and she seems to want the lord to stay with her.

Sure enough, women like to find a companion when watching a sad drama.

"They are so pitiful. They remind me of my family and fellow villagers..."

"They are very unfortunate. That is the price of rebellion. What does it have to do with me?" Vincent rolled his eyes at her and remained unmoved. "The core of the people's sufferings are basically the same. They are nothing more than poverty and stupidity. Even if you listen to them, you still don't care about me.

So exhausted."

"Where are you going?"
Chapter completed!