i have a shelter.

Lord lord, subordinate knights, negotiation.

For a moment, the bandits looked at the invincible giant before them, and felt that they were not facing one man, but an army.

"We are not robbers, not robbers, my lord!" These bandits hurriedly explained, at this moment, they didn't look like bandits at all, just like a group of panicked refugees.Don't talk about the army, just look at the sword in that man's hand, it's bigger than a two-handed sword!And that huge oaken shield was like a small buckler in his hand, which made it impossible for anyone to have any courage to fight him!

"Then why are you pointing your weapons at my knight?" A man suddenly walked in behind the giant: "Isn't it a bandit? Could it be the Gray Gloves rebels?"

As he spoke, he stopped in his tracks and glanced out in front of the door.

Crash, those crude weapons fell all over the place.

Very good, George thought, throwing the dagger in his hand: the first step has been successful.

He originally thought that he would have to kill one or two people as a deterrent, but now it seemed that he had overestimated the courage of these bandits.

In other words, in this doomsday, they are no different from those refugees at all...

Next, Alexander ordered the group of guys to get together.The robbers were very obedient in the roar, and soon they knelt back to back behind the campfire, holding their heads in their hands and kneeling in a circle.

After that, they began to shrink back and watch the giant glaring at them viciously while chewing the dinner that should have belonged to them.

George walked around the house, jumping up a thing or two with his mace now and then.He found that this group of robbers was not as cowardly as they had shown, at least not when dealing with the weak.

Therefore, they are not as harmless as they say.

There are some washed blood stains in the house, and some clothes do not belong to these people, and there are women's things.

After watching a circle, George had a clear understanding of what these guys usually do.But he didn't feel any anger in his heart, he just felt a little cold. This famine was much more serious than he imagined, and the stories that happened in it made him shiver all over.

Who said only zombies can eat people?

Of course, his idea was a bit too dark and arbitrary.There are many wild animals in the vineyard, and because there are traps, the blood on the ground may or may be left by slaughtering wild animals.And there are pumpkins next to the church.They're not particularly short of food.

As for those clothes, it is also possible that they were just taken from the zombies and used to start the fire.

But many things did come from certain villages, so these bandits should have been to some villages and knew the exact location.

George secretly thought, his eyes swept over these people.

Not too long had passed since the two of them came in, but this period of silence made those who were already unarmed even more frightened.

Especially when the lord, every time he picked up something, he narrowed his eyes and looked at him coldly.

"The sins you have committed are enough to be hanged on the gallows twice!" He finally broke the silence, but what he brought was despair.

Some people cried and defended themselves, saying that they did not kill people.There were also people who rolled their eyes left and right, thinking carefully, and some people tensed up, straightened up slightly, and looked towards the door. The smart person has already realized that there may be no one outside, or that there is no one who is far from here. still far.

But this has to go past the terrifying giant, which is obviously not feasible, so he quietly grabbed the knife hidden in the boot, and looked at the lord who seemed easier to deal with... although he looked thinner than Make yourself stronger.

George was very clear about their reactions, but he didn't care, but was a little satisfied.

He would not be at ease if they all gave in at once.And what the shelter needs next is a group of wolf cubs who have seen blood, even a group of damned scum!Just use it!

He needs a group of subordinates or slaves, and he really doesn't have the right to pick and choose now...

But before that, he needs to get some of the most damned guys out there and make an example of it.

So, George interrupted those people, and said slowly: "But the great god of protection is merciful, so if anyone can defeat me, I will give him a chance to live."

"Are you serious?" someone asked.But most people just kept their heads down and didn't say a word, or they were watching.

The lord fixed his cold eyes on him and nodded.

The man drew his dagger and stood up.He looked at the lord, hesitantly, but then he clenched the dagger tightly and launched a fierce attack.

However, a big sword suddenly slashed at him.

The sword was so fast that no one had time to react, that person just took a step, and was split in half!

The blood spilled out wildly, splashing half of the hall.The corpse was still twitching slightly on the ground, and those people whose faces were stained with blood couldn't close their mouths in a daze.

"If you want to fight with my leader, you must defeat me first!!!" Alexander took a bite of the barbecue in his hand, and sat back on the stone.It's as if you just killed a chicken.

George didn't know what a scum the dead man was, but he stood up, so obviously he was the one to be damned.

George nodded, walking slowly back and forth in the hall, and said lightly, "Next."

Not at all ashamed of the so-called duel in his mouth.

But after hearing this, those people were completely desperate.They knelt there and cried, not knowing what to do.Maybe after a good meal before hitting the road?Anyway, it's better than lingering in this terrible world, right?

They could no longer resist, and they couldn't bring up such thoughts at all.Let's see how their backbone, that is, the leader who just stood up, is hanging.

"Who else is willing to try?" George reminded again.His words could not help but remind people of the countdown to the execution, which turned autumn into winter.

Everyone shook their heads and wept bitterly. Some people wanted to crawl over to kiss the lord's boots and beg him, but they crawled back under the icy gaze of the lord.

"It seems that none of you want to die, but you all deserve to die."

George gave a heavy pause, and he said: "Then I will give you a chance to use your contributions to exchange your lives from me. Sir Alexander told me before that he needs some followers. So, if only If any of you are recognized by me afterward, then I, Baron Johannes, will pardon your crimes."

George continued: "Of course, if someone performs particularly well and makes outstanding contributions, then there may not be a chance to get rid of the title of pariah and become my retainer in the future."

"So, from now on, if any of you want to live, then you must learn one thing to please your master."

The words from George's mouth imitate those of his father in this world, playing a feudal leader to the fullest.

The fate of these people was directly announced.

But these people who have lived at the bottom of society since childhood seem to have heard the sound of nature.

To be alive is something that most people in this world are striving for.

Now, they seem to have another chance at a better life.

This time, George didn't stop the weeping people from crawling over and kissing his boots.

Kicking the dogs, George ordered them to pack up and take up their weapons.The lord asked them to pack up their things and go on the road, because the lord has a place of salvation.

The men packed up their things and took up arms again.They stepped over the body that had begun to freeze, and surrounded Alexander.This time, they have regained a backbone, and this backbone seems to definitely allow them to get it for a longer time.

George noticed that at this moment, there was an extra line of words on the heads of these bandits: Really unreliable subordinates

"..."

0014 The language of the rune

He pulled his eyes down and carefully observed the information of these followers.