Coiling Dragon, I am different and detached

"If you are willing to become nobles, I will take you two elders there and let you two elders enjoy the life of noble masters."

"If you don't want to, I will refuse His Majesty Ceres."

"Wait, wait, wait..."

Locke's father rubbed his forehead. He felt that he had to sort out what Locke said first.

His son Locke was a magician of the Holy Domain level.

Locke had already admitted this when the villagers were still there.

Even in the Frost and Snow Empire, the Holy Domain strongman is almost a "legend".

The power of the Holy Domain strongman is accumulated through a series of crushing wars.

Even a level nine warrior is no different from an ant in front of the Holy Domain strongman.

Of course, the villagers are limited by their own knowledge. They only know that the Holy Domain strongman is very strong and can kill tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people in an instant.

If they spread it out, their village will have a Holy Domain strongman, which will definitely arouse the envy and jealousy of the people in the surrounding villages.

However, if I say more, the villagers will not be able to understand more.

After all, for the villagers of Pu'er Village, who is the strong man in the Holy Land has little impact on their lives.

Who can lead everyone to live a good life is the issue that everyone cares more about.

At this point, the villagers all think that Locke's younger brother, Cole, the current president of the Luqi Chamber of Commerce, should do a better job.

Every year, Cole will bring people from the Luqi Chamber of Commerce to Pu'er Village to purchase medicinal materials in the village, and the price he offers is the highest in the entire Enbo Territory.

However, what these villagers don't know is that Locke has also made an indelible contribution to the development of the Luqi Chamber of Commerce to its current level.

In the early days of the development of the Luqi Chamber of Commerce, President Luqi used Locke's tiger skin to deter some bandits on the trade route.

Sometimes, when the goods of the Luqi Chamber of Commerce were robbed, or the trade route was occupied by high-level monsters, Locke personally took action to solve it.

However, with Locke's younger brother Cole breaking through and becoming a level 7 warrior in recent years, the Luqi Chamber of Commerce has completely established its foothold.

At least, in the past ten years, Locke has not received any help from the Luqi Chamber of Commerce.

Manla walked around the house with his hands behind his back.

If he could beat Locke, Manla would have wanted to hit Locke on the head to see if there was something wrong with Locke's brain.

That's a title...

And it's the highest-ranking "Grand Duke" in the Frost and Snow Empire except for His Majesty the Emperor.

If this news gets out, not only Locke, but even himself, will be scolded as a fool by countless people!

Let me ask, in this world, except for fools, who else can give up such a title?

However, thinking of his son's personality...

"Ah..."

Manla finally sighed.

Although he likes his current life very much and likes to chat with old friends in the village.

Because his two sons have become the most promising people in the village, everyone respects Manla very much, and Manla also likes everything now.

However, if he can become a noble, he can give up this now.

"Son, don't think about it. Your mother and I will go with you now."

"Hurry up, old woman, check if there is anything else to pack at home. We will go there with Locke now."

"If it's too late, I'm afraid this kid will have a brain attack and give the title to someone else."

"Oh, oh, oh, I'll pack it right away."

Locke's mother has been accustomed to Manla arranging everything for so many years.

As long as it is a decision made by her husband, she will not refuse.

"Okay, okay, father, I know what you mean."

Seeing his parents start to pack up in a hurry, Locke smiled bitterly and said, "Don't worry, since you all want to experience the life of a noble lord, I will naturally not give up this title."

"But, father, mother..."

"The war over there has just ended, and many places have been destroyed and have not been rebuilt yet."

"Let me go to the imperial capital to find His Majesty Ceres and decide on this title."

"Then let the soldiers under my command start to build the city of the territory and the city lord's mansion."

"Father and mother, you will stay here for a while. I will send a message to Cole and ask him to come here to pick you up."

Looking at Locke, Manla nodded with relief and patted Locke on the shoulder.

Now, how much Locke has grown is completely beyond Manla's imagination.

But Locke has never changed. He is still a good son who is filial to his parents and a good brother who cares about his younger brother.

"Okay, then you go do your thing first, and we'll go with Cole."

"Yes."

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"Swoosh..."

"Lord Locke."

Locke had just descended from the sky, and the guards in front of the tent immediately stepped forward to salute.

"Thank you for your hard work."

After nodding and saying something to the guard, Locke walked towards his own tent and asked the guard.

"By the way, has that guy survived the past half month?"

"Well, according to your instructions, Lord Locke, we just cooked some porridge for him every day as food."

"A few days ago, this prisoner broke free from the ropes that bound him. I cut off one of his hands according to the instructions you left. Now this prisoner is quite sensible and has not made any other noises."

"Oh?"

Locke raised his eyebrows.

He is indeed worthy of being a Saint Domain warrior.

Most of his bones were broken, and he was able to recover to the point where he could break free from the ropes in about ten days by relying on his own hydrotherapy.

It is conceivable that if he had not made arrangements in advance, this guy might have secretly escaped now.

"Well done."

Locke praised the guard with satisfaction.

"By the way, send a message to the five captains later, saying that I'm back and asking them to come see me."

"Yes, Lord Locke."

Waving his hand and letting the guard leave, Locke opened the curtain of his tent and entered the tent.

Compared with half a month ago, there is now a cross-shaped wooden yoke inserted into the ground in Locke's tent.

A man covered in blood was tied to the wooden yoke with ropes.

The ropes that bound the man were almost completely sunk into the man's flesh, as if the man had no bones in his body, and his flesh was loose.

In addition, the man's right hand had been cut off at the elbow, and blood scabs could be seen on it.

Locke didn't feel wronged at all for the treatment this man had suffered.

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There is only one chapter today, and two chapters will be restored tomorrow.