Chapter 282: If you have this strength, why not push it aside?
Witte purchased most of the land in and around Mill City. The contract has been signed and the money has been collected by several governors. Notices were posted in the city last night to publicize it.
By next month, Tyrosh's navy will take over Myr's coastal defense, and the law enforcement team in the city will also be temporarily managed by the Tyrosh navy.
As for whether the several governors distributed the money from the sale to the nobles and slave owners, that is their business. Witte paid the money himself and held the legal contract. The land in Myr is his own, including the land in the middle of the city of Myr.
White Castle. When those who are still clinging to the land come back next month, Werther will order them all to be imprisoned. If they do not pay fines, they will only serve a few years of hard labor.
The fighting outside did not affect Witte, who was temporarily living in the Parliament Castle at all. After being woken up, he started to wash up as usual. However, everyone in the Guards was extremely nervous.
After washing up and changing clothes, Werther was about to go to the port and take a boat back to Tyrosh as originally planned, but was immediately stopped by his subordinates.
Baron was the first to run to Witte: "Duke Witte, the situation outside is currently unclear. It is impossible to tell which faction is fighting which faction. If we go out rashly, we will be easily besieged."
Witte: "My ship is still parked at the port. What if we don't get there?"
Oren, who had long hair, combed his hair as he walked. Today's events disrupted his good schedule. After hearing Baron's suggestion, he immediately understood the reason and hurried over to add: "Duke Werther, according to the Navy,
According to the system, if there is a conflict at the docking place, and it is not directed at him, the captain will immediately order the ship to leave the port, and then stay offshore to wait for response."
Werther really didn't know the detailed system in the navy. For the sake of his own safety, his subordinates were not allowed to go out. It was not a state of war, so Werther did not force him to leave.
He waved them to follow him to the balcony of the castle. Looking down at the city, there were ignited flames and fighting crowds everywhere. Witte pointed to the street and asked Oren: "Myr City is like this now.
I used magic to sense the castle. Many servants have escaped. We won’t even have lunch in a few hours! We will not participate in this matter, but who of you can guarantee that this kind of thing will be over in one day? Or it will
Last for a month?"
Oren did not answer Witte's question directly, but said to several other people: "Baron, now send a few guards to the castle to find out the news. Which of the governors are still there and which ones have left. The castle
What other nobles are there?"
Balon's mind was not as quick as his, and he felt that O'Leon's words made sense. After Witte nodded, Balon immediately sent twenty people into four groups to investigate.
They hurried back without waiting for long, and a squad leader summarized the news and came to report to Witte.
"Lord Werther, the situation in the castle is very bad."
"Drink some water first and then talk in detail."
The team leader quickly drank a large glass of water handed to him by Balon and wiped his mouth with his hand: "There are seven governors in Mir. Three of them returned to the family fortress overnight yesterday, and two others are packing their things and preparing to escape.
One person is missing, and another person's head is hanging on a pole outside the castle."
"The spoils are not divided evenly!" Oren muttered from the side.
Witte: "It was within my expectations, but also beyond my expectations. I originally thought that Myr City would be in chaos for a while, but I didn't expect that several governors would be so useless, and the whole city would be out of control! When a disaster comes, everyone will fly away, this kind of looseness
Whenever something big happens, the Governor-General's Council government system will first collapse from within."
At this time, everyone smelled a burning smell, turned around and looked down the balcony, and saw a burst of black smoke coming over. The fire was at the gate of the castle. A large number of people with weapons gathered at the gate.
The wooden furniture was piled up in front of the closed gate of the castle, and a fire was lit in an attempt to burn down the thick wooden gate. Some people even poured kerosene into the fire. They would not give up until the gate was broken.<
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"You don't need me to give an order now. Everyone knows what to do. Go to the port quickly!" Werther did not want to stay here for a moment.
"The guards gather! Prepare for battle!" Baron took off his two-handed battle ax from behind and began to command.
O'Leon, Xion and Wendell also took up weapons and stood around Werther, ready to fight at any time.
In addition to the main entrance, the castle also has a back entrance for servants. When Werther led the team here, people kept taking items from the nearby kitchen and servants' bedrooms and running out of the castle.
Exiting the back door is a circular moat, and a small lifting bridge has been lowered.
"We have to cross the suspension bridge and go west!" Baron led the guards to open the way ahead.
Werther looked up at the city filled with black smoke, then raised his hand and an explosive fireball flew to the west.
The fireball flew in a crooked trajectory in the air, but fortunately it was not noticeable during the day. It was only when it flew over the port and exploded that it attracted the attention of the people in the city.
The ship has left the port, and Witte sent a signal for them to return to the port to pick up the people.
"Baron, bring out my flag!"
"Understood!"
Except for a wooden cart, the group didn't have much, and the folded flags were on the backs of every member of the Guards. After the twenty flags of the World Islands were displayed, the Myr people who originally wanted to take advantage of Werther restrained themselves.
A lot.
When people lose all their wealth, their wives and children are scattered, and their homes are broken up, and they still cannot find a place to uphold justice, they will become even more extreme after despair. At this time, they will not care about dukes, magic and dragons, they will kill people to vent their anger and rob property.
It's the only thing they can think of.
Witte and the Guards walked across the suspension bridge and headed west to a street intersection. Three directions here were blocked by roadblocks made of debris. The piled roadblocks were as high as a person, and many people with weapons stood on them or on the roofs next to them.
Showing off their power, furniture from the houses on both sides was thrown into the street from time to time, and there were also sounds of swords clashing and women's miserable cries.
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"Those in front, leave your weapons and armor!" A man in gorgeous clothes on the road pointed at Werther's team and shouted.
"How dare you offend Duke Tyrosh? Are you tired of living?"
The tall and mighty Baron asked the guards to directly demolish the roadblock, and walked up to the man with a battle ax in one hand.
"I don't care whether you are Tyrosh or Tyrod East. This is our territory now! Anyone who wants to go there must leave valuables behind, or not. If you see them over there, they are role models!" He used his hands.
The long sword pointed at the street corner.
Baron and others looked over and saw that it was originally a three-story stone shop with a balcony. Now, there were human heads hanging under the balcony on the second floor. The heads were all burned by the flames, and they were charred black and contained in a net bag.
There were more than a dozen pills in the net bag, and even Werther didn't recognize what they were at first.
Seeing such cruel behavior, the angry Balon raised his battle ax and shouted: "We are not Myrs. As long as you let us pass, we will pretend that we have not seen your crime! If you don't pass, I will kill you all."
Kill!"
"That bag contains my wife, and this bag contains my daughter. I originally thought I could repay the money by selling them, but the interest rate is so high, it keeps rising day by day, hahahahaha..." Then
The man didn't answer Balon, he held the long sword and pointed at the net bag.
"They have gone crazy, driven crazy by those creditors! These people have dark skin and rough hands. Although they are gorgeously dressed, they are not nobles at first glance. Those clothes must have been stolen after killing people." Owein said to Werther. p>
It's not just this person, but many people in Myr City are in this situation. The irrational ones are just killing people, the rational ones are robbing, the ambitious ones are helping a certain noble to kill his enemies, and the ones who want to be in power are planning to kill a certain person.
The nobles, who have nothing, are gradually losing their humanity.
"Wendel, if you don't wear armor, don't rush to the front later." In this situation, we can only fight. There are only two people here without armor, so Werther warned him.
"Master Werther, although I am too fat to run fast, I am very strong!" Wendel transferred the tomahawk to his right hand, squatted down and picked up a broken door panel from his feet to use as a shield.
"You can use a two-handed ax as a one-handed ax, and you have good strength!" Unfortunately, his endurance is not good, and he will lose strength soon. At this time, Werther cannot undermine the confidence of his subordinates.
Seeing that Werther was about to take action, Ovien and Theon also drew the long swords from their waists. They only looked at the outcome of Balon's negotiation in front. As soon as he made a move, the entire Guards would charge forward.
Another man standing on the roof holding a longbow began to shout: "It's really the Duke of Tyrosh, so majestic! Myr has become like this now, do you want to kill all our Myr people now?"
So you can plunder our land?"
When Werther saw that he recognized him and his speech was unusual, he asked: "Who are you?"
This man was in his forties, with dark circles under his eyes, and his beard had not been trimmed for a long time. He shouted: "Me? I am the owner of the largest lace manufacturing workshop in Mir! My mansion by the Mir River is unparalleled.
It’s gorgeous, and there are thirty beauties living in it. Now, it all belongs to you, Lord Werther!”
"Yesterday I did buy a mansion by the river from the governor, and the money was paid according to the contract!" Werther still has an impression of that mansion, because the owner wants to sell it with the beauty living in it, but he didn't expect it to be like this in front of him.
People.
"But I went to see the governor yesterday, and he didn't give me a penny! All he gave me was a scrap paper bond from the bank!" The man became more and more excited as he spoke.
Witte replied with a cold face: "You have to find the governor. It has nothing to do with me. Don't block the way and get out of the way."
"It's all your fault! It's because you gave them money and they ran away after they got the money!" The bow and arrow in his hand had not been pulled up yet, but his hand was trembling. The remaining reason in his mind told him that the bow and arrow would not hurt at all.
I can't live with Werther, but I also think that I have nothing and nothing to worry about. If I kill Werther, wouldn't I become a great hero?
"What kind of bullshit logic is this!" Werther didn't want to talk nonsense with this madman anymore, so he condensed an ice spear in his hand
This "demon" raging in Myr was released by himself. Now I feel that conquering Myr in this way is not as pleasant as the dragon burning the city, which can kill them instantly and end it all.
When this thought came to mind, the dagger hanging on Werther's belt began to vibrate slightly in a rhythmic manner.
It feels like time around you has stopped and only you can move.
The drifting black smoke stopped in mid-air, and the burning flame seemed to have turned into an entity and was fixed on the wood.
Werther looked down at his freely moving arms, and then looked up ahead. The blade of the battle ax in Baron's hand had dropped to the ground, and the blood vessels in the hand holding the ax handle were bulging. He was ready to chop the person who spoke opposite him at any time.<
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Orion pointed his sword at another roof, and he found several archers hiding on it. The Night Sword in Xion's hand was held in both hands, and his body was already in a posture ready to charge.
Also looking at the archer on the roof, he opened his mouth and was about to say something. Wendel held up the wooden door panel and prepared to block it in front of Werther.
There are powerful magic fluctuations on the dagger at his waist. Dagon? No, his power has not yet reached the point where he can stop time in another world. Witte carefully felt the body and the magic in his body, and found that it was not the time in this world that stopped, but the time in this world that stopped.
His body and mind were accelerated! Dagon was using magic through the dagger he gave.
"Dagon?" Werther picked up the dagger.
A voice came from the dagger: "Dragonborn, kill over! Kill everyone!"
Wirth: "I'm not a devil! These are civilians, they are not soldiers."
"Everyone has taken up arms against you, this is the enemy! You want to conquer this place, kill them now, and kill them all with your dragon, isn't it done?" Dagon continued to confuse.
Werther: "Everyone is dead, what do I need an empty city for?"
"It doesn't matter if all the people die. I have a way to transform their souls and continue to serve you in the future." It doesn't matter to the devil.
Werther: "Becoming a monster or an undead? I am a human being, not a demon."
"You killed tens of thousands of people with your own hands and enchanted weapons with human souls. You brought death and played with souls. What is the difference between what you did and the so-called devil?" The voice was very joking.
Werther did not answer.
"Why do you have such a powerful power? Just destroy them and rule the world! How about that?" The devil's voice was so seductive.
Fortunately, Werther never had such thoughts as a tyrant. Once he complied with the devil's will, he would gradually become the devil's lackey, and his soul would gradually degenerate into a devil. Werther immediately replied: "Dagon, there is just a deal between us. If
If you want this world, come here yourself, I won't do these things."
"Dragonborn, you are getting more and more interesting! I will always keep an eye on you!" The devil's voice gradually disappeared, the magic on the dagger also dissipated, and Werther's senses returned to normal.
Xion opened his mouth for a long time and finally shouted: "Lord Werther, be careful of hidden arrows!"
The arrows fired from the roof were blocked by the big shield held by Wendel. Baron in front heard Oren's shout and turned around. Seeing that the other party had launched an attack, he turned around and swung his giant ax and shouted loudly.
Said: "I'll chop you up!"
Balon's battle has begun, and Xion and the personal guards have also rushed over to help.
Wendel held up the door panel and shield to protect Werther. Oren did not rush to join the battle. Instead, he stood in front of Werther with a long sword. After giving a military salute, he said solemnly:
"Lord Werther, please rest assured. We will leave the battle here to us. We guarantee that the entire street will be cleared within half an hour."
Werther is still holding the ice spear in his hand. Oren knows that once Werther takes action, he and others will have nothing to do. If he talks, the whole street will be destroyed, and he has to fight for the credit!
Werther, who had just finished talking to the devil, was no longer in the mood to take action. He nodded and walked to a roadblock to watch their battle.