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Chapter 635 Ian is here, Lean collar will be at peace! (5200, second update)

There was a sound of steady and gentle footsteps on the stairs, and a young man in a moon-white alchemy robe and the Iron People officer standing behind him slowly appeared in front of the waiting crowd.

He is slender, obviously the type who stays in the alchemy laboratory all day long and rarely gets out of the door twice a year, and his appearance makes everyone present feel stunned, not quite sure why he is Will they come to this gloomy and dilapidated Lean Castle—are they here to listen to the speech of the ascendant who claims to be the Lord of Lean, or to participate in some of the most noble banquets?
This is a temperament that can change the atmosphere of the scene in an instant.

The white-haired boy stood on the upper half of the stairs, his blue eyes lightly looking down at the president of the chamber of commerce, the shop owner, the captain of the guard, and the tax officer with different expressions. These people in Lai'an City can be said to be almost powers other than the lord. The largest group of people are now gathered here with anxiety, waiting for his next speech and fate.

"I am Ian, your new lord."

Ian simply said that the invisible fluctuation brought a damp breath, which reverberated in the entire castle hall, and changed the expressions of several sublimators-they felt that the operation of their source essence had begun to stagnate. Their higher ascendants show signs of their own level of manipulation of the surrounding psionic field.

——This young man, who seems to have just grown up, is actually a second-level sublimator? !

How can He De, leader of Leian, have such a genius as the lord? !
Before they could react from such surprise, Ian's next words stunned them again: "I don't know how Baron Ryan manages you, but my temper is very bad, especially when I am in Lai An Ling saw a grain merchant hoarding grain during the war."

"Xilin, stand up."

The young man's voice was pleasant to hear, but the indifference and cold feeling mixed with the cold and damp feeling in the entire castle made everyone present feel a shudder.

The grain merchant named Xilin who was named by Ian suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He swallowed, and wanted to explain something before moving forward, but other businessmen, officials and local families standing around him Patriarch Qi Qi took a step back.

This middle-aged man who looked generous and even a bit fat stood alone at the front of the hall.

"You are a spy for Flameland."

Ian said simply that his death sentence was pronounced, and the boy's eyes lit up with a water-colored halo representing psionic energy: "Don't quibble, because I have already seen this."

"Before the mountain people's rebellion, you bought most of the cheap food in Lai'an, and all the aid from the empire was covered by you alone. This is why Lai'an City is in a food shortage, and ordinary people can't eat enough. The reason is that they are in constant panic. .”

"Without you, Laian City wouldn't be in chaos."

"My lord! I'm really not a spy! I just didn't expect that the people who ordered such a large food order came from Flameland. They pretended to be other chambers of commerce. I only guessed it later..."

The obese middle-aged man immediately knelt on the ground, threw himself on Ian who was still standing on the stairs, and cried bitterly: "I am absolutely loyal to the empire, I have an order to prove it..."

——It's really stupid.

Not only Ian and Scott, but everyone else present flashed this sentence in their hearts.

He actually thought that if a nobleman and sublime wanted to deal with him, what evidence would he need to present.

He actually thought that he could escape his life just by crying and wailing and begging for mercy.

It seemed that it was the young lord's appearance that gave him an undue luck.

"Scott."

Ian softly called his adjutant's name, and the Iron People's officer walked down the stairs. He aimed his charged rifle at the grain merchant who was still kowtowing desperately.

He didn't have any cruel expression, nor any excitement, he just obeyed the order and pulled the trigger as naturally as breathing.

Before he died, Xilin raised his head and struggled to say one more word of begging for mercy—he wanted to say that he could donate all the food he had hoarded, all the wealth, and even the channels of Feiyandi to the lord, Let him get more credit.

But in the end, all that remained in his retina were Ian's long hair and a casual profile.

A dazzling stream of light filled everything, followed by darkness.

His head disappeared.A golden-red pothole appeared on the ground.

"Happy to have only one spy, it means I only have to execute one person today."

Ian smiled, and he walked down the stairs, raising his hand in gesture.

The soldiers of the White People in the castle moved out their seats, while the young man sat calmly on the main seat, looking at those people who all lowered their heads, swallowed their saliva, and dared not speak.

He said calmly: "Remember, hoarding grain during a war is an absolute death penalty. Large-scale acquisitions and sales of all resources in the territory must be reported to me or the future city hall in advance."

"If you don't follow this rule, you will die."

"Can you understand?"

"Ming, understand, my lord!"

At this moment, no one dared to despise Ian because of his appearance anymore. Rather, Ian's handsome appearance did not fit the atmosphere of Laian City, and even gave them an extremely biting sense of fear in turn.

It was a kind of high above, absolutely not caring about their thoughts, just like the feeling of a person in the sky.

"very good."

On the seat, the white-haired boy nodded. He raised his legs and put his hands on his knees: "At least you have a good attitude."

"But that doesn't mean you can satisfy me."

The smell of fear is spreading.

On the continent of Terra, the rule of the sublime nobles is both gentle and cruel.

Moderate because, in a place like Terra, if the ascendant doesn't have any special hobbies, doesn't conduct crazy research like the Gnosis Academy, and has no interest in tossing his own territory.

Then the vast majority of sublimated lords are living their own lives. Apart from hunting, they are trying to find babies. They are free to the development of the entire territory, holding an optimistic and encouraging attitude.

They don't care about the offense of their own people, and they just laugh off some conflicts and ordinary interests-no one will die because their cat accidentally breaks a plate, or begs for food from themselves , Rebuke and scold, right?

Even that request might be greedy, but so what?

They don't care about this little thing, as long as it doesn't prevent them from obtaining further potion materials.

There are quite a few such gentle lord nobles, and it can even be said that they are the template for most of the minor nobles on Terra.

As for Ku Lie, it is very simple - most of the nobles who have their own ideas and plans are extremely cruel and impatient in the eyes of ordinary people.

Because the sublimated person does not need the people to support him in essence.Having a territory can be regarded as a channel to obtain resources, but this does not mean that they will distort their thinking too much for this channel.

——If you don’t do it, some people do it.If your family doesn't do it, then let my family do it.

If a brand-new lord comes to his unfamiliar territory, he will be dissatisfied with the local squires and chambers of commerce who do not cooperate—if such fools exist on Terra, and think that the other party is not worth going to Words of patience.

Destruction will be as swift as sunlight.

For example, a wealthy town that used to be located on the Haga Peninsula, with olives and cattle herding as its main industries, ushered in a new lord sent by the empire because the previous generation of lords died out.

The local families and chambers of commerce have become quite rich due to years of operation, occupying almost all the resources of the town, and they are quite arrogant to think that their side has the technology to earn wealth, and the lord should accommodate them and cooperate with them, otherwise , the wealth of this wealthy town will not be open to him.

If it was on Earth, this might not be surprising—officials don't fight with officials, no matter how great the nobles are, they must cooperate with well-known local families to rule the territory stably.

But Terra was different.

When the new lord came to this small town, he was shocked to find that he was politely refused even to build a training ground for practicing sword skills, and was vaguely dismissed when he wanted to build a sword school to teach his skills , no matter what he does, there seems to be an invisible force resisting him.

He became a little angry.

Two days later, the leaders and family patriarchs of those chambers of commerce were hanged on wooden poles for the crimes of 'corruption' and 'rebellion and collaboration with the enemy', and they were used as living materials for the lord to practice his sword.

Because it was a very skilled swordsman, they died after crying for two weeks.

So, is this swordsman lord a very brutal, cruel and innocent person?
It may or may not be.

In the eyes of outsiders, the great swordsman Erachi Deke is a well-known generous lord. He exempts all those who have settled in his territory for more than ten years from taxes, and his usual residence is just a small tent made by himself. , I usually practice swords in the sea tide along the coast, catch fish when I am hungry, and drink sea water when I am thirsty.

He even gave sublimator tests to children of appropriate age in the territory for free, and taught some talented children to practice swords. Over the past 35 years, he has trained more than ten sublimator swordsmen.

All are free.

Because he was too lazy to accept the silver coins used by ordinary people, he would only accept sublimation materials with a nod, but he would also point out the opponent's sword skills.

Of course, the original small town famous for its olives and calves has long since disappeared—the Great Swordsman never cared about these things.

What exists today is only the well-known Dekeling swordsmanship town.

Most of Terra's lords don't really care what kind of property his territory has. After all, they just want to do what they want in their own place-it's best if the territory is helpful, and it's okay if there is no help. that's it.

Just like Ian is now.

It just so happens that Ryan owns the property he wants to do, which can save him a lot of time.

"My family's Chamber of Commerce will come soon. Maybe the day after tomorrow, maybe three or four days later, but the longest will be this time. You know what I mean."

When Ian calmly watched the group of middle-level Leon collars in front of him begin to experience symptoms such as trance, hallucinations, and flash memories under the effect of the fear potion, he said in a soft tone: "I don't need you. To be honest, all of you dead, it will be more convenient for me to move my people here."

"But I'm not a demon after all, and I'm not that bloodthirsty." Ian raised his hand, and he took the rechargeable rifle from Scott.

After looking at this excellent alchemy weapon, the young man held it with one hand and pointed at the people who lowered their heads slightly and broke out in cold sweat: "So as long as you are obedient enough——"

Nourishes—

The scorching light swept across everyone's heads, burning some of their hair.

Then Ian's voice came out: "You will live."

"That's it. Be prepared to connect with my family business, and come up with the charter tomorrow. If you don't do well enough, don't do it. Get out by yourself and leave the position to other people with potential."

Having said that, the white-haired boy seemed to have thought of something. He turned his head and looked at the captain of the original Laian collar guard: "By the way, there is also you."

"Gul Tiesen...the original confidant of Baron Leanne, the captain of his guard—in the end, he joined hands with the Hanging Peak Department, calling the other party orthodox without any orders from the empire..."

Ian spoke at a very slow speed. He neither deliberately protracted his accent nor made short pronunciations. His soft voice was enough to attract people's attention and even attract them.

But Gul Tiesen, who was named by such a voice, was already a brown-skinned gray-haired mountain man with a bad complexion. His whole body was already trembling, and cold sweat continued to slide down his spine.

He is the sublimator of the first energy level, the warrior in everyone's eyes, and the former confidant of Baron Ryan... That's why he understands that the sublimator of the second energy level, especially the black armored driver during the day If you want to kill yourself, you probably only need one thought.

He felt as if he had been locked on the muzzle of the charging rifle.

The good thing is that most sublimators have a little intelligence, otherwise, they would not be able to condense the source seeds.

Therefore, after the instant warning signal sounded, without any hesitation, he knelt on the ground and shouted: "Disband!"

"My lord, I will disband the original Laian collar guards! Me, I will go back to be a commoner!"

"No! I leave Leanland! I exile myself, and I will never return!"

Ian looked at the captain of the mountain folk who reacted quite quickly with some surprise.

"Ah."

He nodded thoughtfully, and then handed back the rechargeable rifle he was about to shoot to Scott.

The young man folded his hands, nodded with a smile and said, "Smart people can survive."

"Tomorrow morning, I want to hear the news that the original Leanling guards have been disbanded—for the sake of your reaction speed, you can take away as many people as you think are appropriate."

"I understand! I will take those people away!"

Kneeling on the ground, the captain of the mountain people could only see the spotless boots of the white-haired boy. He even felt the residual heat from the charging rifle and the smell of cylinder ashes...

His heart is full of anger, fear, fear and joy... His hard work over the years has finally been in vain, and he has to leave Laian with some thorns... The original family fortune will be wiped out, Everything has to be started from scratch.

But... at this moment.

But he didn't dare to have any hatred for Ian, only an uncontrollable sense of relief and gratitude.

—At least he didn't kill himself.He could literally kill himself with a single shot.No one will stop the young lord, and he has indeed committed a capital crime worthy of being killed.

At least, he is still a sublimator of the first energy level.

In this case, there is still a future to speak of.

Everyone else watched this scene in silence.

They also felt fearful, bewildered, and at a loss... The foundation they had worked so hard to build all their lives was destroyed by the flirtatious words of the young people in front of them, and became a stepping stone for the future Bai Zhimin Chamber of Commerce... How hateful and terrifying! !

but……

If such a lord—if such a patron...

"Then listen to him."

"At least it's more reliable than the mountain people."

"His strength is stronger than Baron Ryan's—such a young sublimator genius can bring stability at this time, and have a good life in the future."

"Finally there is a lord who is strong enough... After the thrilling past six months, he may finally be able to live a normal life."

This is everyone's thoughts.

No one finds this odd.

No one thought that there was even the slightest abnormality in what Ian did.

Because he is really strong, because he can kill three second-level powers within 10 minutes, and because he can break through the city alone by driving the armor-he has the power to decide the life and death of these disloyal people.

This is Terra.

This is Terra's noble and lord system.

That's what's convenient about Terra... and what's sad.

"Let's go back."

There is nothing to be happy about. Ian clapped his hands after being silent for a while, signaling the end of this conversation: "Tomorrow, we will open a warehouse to release grain. I will smell the fragrance of wheat from every household in Laian City at noon. Take it from the chamber of commerce. If it’s not enough, make up for it yourself.”

"If you can't make up, I will cut your flesh. I will do what I say."

The youth's blue eyes were as moist as water, but whether it was the middle class of Laian City, or Scott behind him, or even the other White People soldiers in the hall, they all saw a kind of trembling in their eyes, But inexplicably reassuring.

As Ian once said to Master Gosser.

In this South Ridge full of monsters, aboriginals, aliens and all kinds of poisonous monsters, in this primitive and wild pioneering land - no one would appreciate any kind, gentle and tactful leader.

They just need... You can even say that they can't wait to need a leader who is strong enough, ruthless enough, ruthless enough, and single-minded enough to lead the team forward, carry out his will, and win success.

——As they wished, Ian came.

Therefore, Lean collar is too peaceful.

After all the middle-level members of Laian City left the castle, Ian closed his eyes and meditated for a while.

"Scott." He said, "I'm going to rest, and you will assign the team's duty shift."

"Yes." Scott, who had been standing behind Ian all this time, looked like a sculpture, said seriously, "Are there any other instructions?"

"No more." At this time Ian showed a little tired, but more genuine smile: "I'll just take a nap here for a while. On the contrary, it's you, not a sublimator, remember to arrange more rest time for yourself. Tomorrow You are busy with some."

Scott nodded quickly, and he also showed a hearty smile: "I will."

Scott was soon off to direct the rotation.

And Ian also sat there, slowly closing his eyes.

He didn't doze off, and he didn't rest.

At this moment, the teenager's consciousness sank into a virtual realm, ready for a daily meditation exercise.

Then, he realized that the battle he experienced during the day had actually brought him a... which made him feel somewhat unexpected.

(End of this chapter)