That's very badass

Chapter 65 Fox

The daytime temperature in mid-March was not too high, only about 10°C; with the wind brought by the horses running, they felt a little cool in armor.

Fortunately, God favored me, it didn't rain, which made it smooth for Roland and his party who planned to open the map.

Five days later.

Looking at the dotted line they marked between the territory and Osborne City on the map, they had already traveled half of the way.

On the road, he also encountered some suspected bandits. Roland ignored them. When they saw a small group of 30 cavalrymen, they all chose to avoid them.

This was because they were not carrying out any criminal activities, and it was not completely certain that they were bandits. If the bandits they encountered were engaged in activities such as robbing houses, Roland would definitely take care of them.

Of course, this is also a matter of scoring. Those who can beat it are called chivalrous, and those who can't beat it are sent to death.

If it weren't for the concern about the safety of the territory and the orcs that Duke Osborne said, Roland would definitely have to go through some questioning of these suspected robbers.

But that was the end of the calm.

At night, because the horsepower was still sufficient, Roland had no idea of ​​camping, but planned to travel a further distance by moonlight.

Suddenly, an unusual flame was discovered in front of it, and it seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.In the quiet night, apart from Roland's hooves, there seemed to be other sounds coming from the fire.

"Everyone, take out your weapons and move forward quickly."

Following Roland's order, the soldiers untied the kite-shaped shields tied to their backs one after another, took out the cavalry swords from their waists, and began to beat their horses to speed up.

The cavalry clamped the horse's belly hard, and with the shouts, the speed of the horse began to increase.With the powerful trampling of the horse, the soil on the ground was brought up.

Slowly, the sound of horseshoes became louder and louder. In this quiet night, there were actually the sounds of hundreds of war horses running.

The villagers were all driven to the middle of the village, watching the robbers looting.The adults were terrified and covered the children's unstoppable crying due to fright.

"My lord, I have searched everything. Besides some food, there are more than 500 scattered copper coins."

A robber reported this to their leader after raiding the entire village.

This leader is not an adult at all, they are just a group of robbers who have wandered here recently and only set their eyes on this village.

Because he envied the life of the noble lord very much, he asked all his subordinates to call him 'Master'.What he didn't expect was that many civilians would give up resistance when they heard that he was an 'adult'.

Therefore, he decided that every time he was asking for money instead of hurting people's lives.In this way, the farmers who lost money and some food still have hope of living, because they don't want to offend the nobles, let alone report it to the local nobles.

But today's harvest made him obviously very dissatisfied. He threw the torch in his hand on the thatched roof, and the thatched grass quickly burned and became bigger and bigger.

To the shock of the villagers, they were addressing the leader as 'my lord'.This claim extinguished the last of their resistance.

At this time, there was the only sober person in the crowd. Only he knew that these people were not nobles, because he was a nobleman himself.

Judging from the clothes, words and deeds of these people, the possibility of being aristocrats is almost zero.

They do not have uniform standard equipment and the practice of concentrating villagers with weapons in one place is the face of robbers.

The nobles were not afraid of the resistance of these serfs, but blatantly robbed them!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh, he was no longer a nobleman.

In other words, he used to be the second son of a nobleman, and he was weak and sick. Later, he was infected with leprosy, and his face was beyond recognition. He was considered a cursed person and lost the face of the family.

When his mother was still alive, his father had been cursing him as a disgrace to the family. As for the brothers and sisters in the family, they also laughed at him every day as a shame to the family.

He was weak and sick and couldn't practice martial arts, so his mother gave him a lot of books to read. This was his only pastime, or maybe it was fun.

It is true that because he reads a lot and is not favored by his family, under the arrangement of his mother, he runs a small fortress away from the family's residence.

Maybe he really has the talent in this area. He spent 20 years in his teens to manage this dilapidated fortress into a rich place.He brought a lot of wealth to the family, so his father had such a good face towards him.

But his elder brother didn't think so. As the heir of the family, he didn't allow anyone to overshadow his brilliance.

Shortly after his mother died, his father also died.

As the elder brother of the new Earl of Carney, he didn't have the patience to endure the shame of his family, so he was deprived of his identity and became a commoner.

Because once his mother said this: "Burton Carney, I am proud of you because of your achievements. At the same time, don't resent your father and brother. Because you are both named Carney."

Accepting this, he took off the mask on his face and looked directly at his elder brother, Adnan Kearney.

There were no questions, no doubts, or even a little anger in his eyes.

In Adnan Kearney's eyes, all he saw was disgust, naked and undisguised disgust.

He gave up everything without struggling, and didn't bring anyone, not even the exquisite mask forged with family resources.He was just wrapped in a turban.

He left here silently.

There is nothing here that he can miss anymore
The purpose of going here is to go under the command of the Duke of Osborne, to see if he can find an official position so that he can support himself.

It's just that he was a little helpless when he encountered this incident.

Simply he didn't wear luxurious clothes and carry a lot of money, even a horse, a weapon, his dear brother didn't give him.

Since then, he was no longer allowed to call himself Burton Carney, but gave himself a new name - Fox.

He was short of money, so he chose to take these shortcuts.

However, this also saved him from today's disaster, because he was no different from other farmers.

"I advise you to tell yourself where your money is stored, otherwise, your village will be reduced to ashes tomorrow."

Looking at the flames that had burned to the second house, the villagers said that after a winter, they only had these things, and there were no other extra coins.

They kowtowed desperately and begged the 'adult' for forgiveness.

However, the 'adult' turned a deaf ear to their prayers, and instead looked at the flames and said, "What a wonderful thing!"

A young man deeply influenced by chivalry novels could not understand such behavior at all.Shouldn't it be the duty of nobles to protect civilians?
How could someone set fire to the houses of civilians.

He got up and wanted to reason, but his father, who had already noticed it, grabbed him and shook his head at him, signaling him not to be impulsive.

He tried his best to break free from his father's shackles, but his father's strength was too great for him to break free.The young man didn't understand his father's approach. In his opinion, everything everyone did made him feel puzzled.

Everyone bowed their heads deeply, like criminals.But they obviously did nothing wrong.Even nobles cannot plunder their property at will.

He said loudly: "My lord, why did you come to plunder our village. Even..."

Before he finished speaking, his father covered his mouth in fear, kowtowed his head non-stop, and said while kowtowing: "I'm sorry, my lord, for the sake of him being a child, please forgive me." kill him."

This leader-like figure had noticed the movement here a long time ago, and he watched all the developments with great interest until the scene just happened.

"Let him go."

Hearing this voice, the father just shook his head non-stop, and the tears couldn't stop falling down.But he didn't let go of his child as the 'adult' said.

Just as he raised the sword in his hand with a ferocious expression on his face and prepared to chop it down, he enjoyed this feeling of 'dominance' very much.

At this time.

There was a thunderous sound of horseshoes!

(End of this chapter)