Lord of Rot

A death at a baron's ball would be a joke that would make the nobles laugh, and perhaps slip into the ears of the bard.

But the heroic knight must be an indispensable role.

When the scholar came with staggering steps, Miss Freckles had already died.

The man who kicked someone crazy in public was the Iron Bull Knight who killed Li Qi's stepmother. Although he knew that the other person had mental problems, Li Qi never thought that he would be so crazy and choose to attack people at the dance. The body of the Iron Oxhoof Knight was dragged out for disposal. Although he was dead, he would still be buried as a noble.

The dinner party had to end now, and no one was in the mood to eat pie.

Li Qi was finally able to go back to his room to rest and changed his clothes with the help of the valet.

Lying on the bed, he kept thinking about the light emitted by the knight next to Siddur Seawater.

"Fighting energy? Magic? Golden bell cover? AT position? Armor protection?"

No matter what it was, Li Qi felt that he had opened the door to a new world. If he had that kind of power, he would not have to be afraid no matter how many stepmothers he had.

He closed his eyes and shifted his consciousness to the raven at Porcupine Castle.

The moonlight could not obscure his vision.

The Porcupine Collar, which had no entertainment, was already dark, and even the lights in the castle were turned off.

Just be fine.

In the early morning, I heard that Baron Simon was still furious about what happened last night.

Li Qi specifically inquired about the Iron Oxhoof Knight. His body had been buried in the Iron Stone City Cemetery.

"That was a very strong body."

The baron was attracted by the strong body.

The subordinates brought good news to Li Qi. They had a great time at the Spring Festival last night. No, it was the pills they brought yesterday, and they got very good feedback.

Li Qi gave another twenty pills, mainly for trial use at the moment. It would be best to negotiate business with the brothel owners rather than act as a hawker to sell them.

The people under his command were not suitable for talking, and he, a nobleman, was also not suitable for speaking out. He was anxious because he did not have suitable subordinates.

"Give each brothel a little first, and they will gradually understand the efficacy of this thing," Li Qi secretly thought. It was not his character to wait and wait, but to take the initiative, he admitted that he had no ability to negotiate.

Fortunately, there are still a few days left. During the time when the reputation of this medicine is fermenting, he can be busy with other things first, such as meeting the scholars from Iron Stone City.

Scholars are devoted to knowledge.

The Lureians believe that God is omniscient and omnipotent, the church teaches people self-respect and self-love, and cultivates noble sentiments, while scholars are dark and corrupt... These are all labels given by the church.

In fact, scholars are very knowledgeable. They will use the knowledge in books and the wisdom of their predecessors to tell you what you should do and what you should not do. Instead of using the church’s formula: “I had a dream last night, and it was God’s instruction.”

The nobility needed the church to unite the people and restrain the common people with their faith.

Similarly, nobles also need scholars to serve themselves, record history, treat diseases, and delve into the future.

"They are like magicians" Li Qi thinks so. Although most scholars deny that they can do magic, it is tacitly understood that scholars and magic are connected.

The earliest scholars came from an alliance, and then they were scattered around the world. They would serve the lords, and they would also take on apprentices for the sake of knowledge and pass on their knowledge.

After leaving Iron Stone Castle, Li Qi walked along the road and soon saw a tall tower.

That's the Scholars Tower.

After dismounting, he gently shook the bell at the door. The door of the Scholar Tower opened from the inside, and a young man poked his head out. He was wearing a linen robe, barefoot, and holding a book in his hand.

In addition to giving people the image of a wise and wise person, a scholar most of the time looks like a nerd.

"Are you Sir Li Qi Clarence?" The young man looked at Li Qi in surprise: "You should, I really, how is this possible? Is it a miracle?"

He was the scholar apprentice who came to treat Li Qi after he was stabbed in the chest by his teacher. At that time, he also personally sentenced Li Qi to death. The scholar never intervened in power disputes, and Li Qi was willing to believe him, and he had no way to kill him in the first place. Drop scholars in other people's territory.

"The Four Gods never show miracles in the world." The voice came from behind the young scholar apprentice, who immediately stood aside respectfully.

The person who walked out of the scholar's tower was none other than the old scholar Tawen who was invited to save people last night.

"But, I can't explain it," the young apprentice stammered: "I saw Sir, he, he"

"But there will be people favored by God in the world," Tawen scholar said: "They come with the mission of changing the world, and God will not let them die before completing the mission... This is what the church says."

Although he scorned the church, he had to agree that it would be more reasonable to explain some situations that scholars themselves could not explain by the church system.

Scholars will not deny everything.

"Everyone comes to this world with their own mission," Li Qi said: "Whether they are carpenters or lords, they are an indispensable part of this world. Similarly, the world will not be as big without any one person." Change, to the world, we are no different from ants. A thousand years from now, the world will still be sunny. Who will remember us from a thousand years from now? I am here today to ask you to answer some questions. Ta Literature By."

The Tawen scholar looked at Li Qi with some surprise: "Your wisdom is higher than most of the nobles I have met."

"Admitting one's own insignificance can avoid stupidity" Li Qi replied with a smile.

"Please come in."

The young apprentice was surprised to see the baron who was younger than him follow his teacher into the tower. It was the first time that he saw the teacher treat a nobleman so kindly, even if he used gold days to support the expenses of the scholar tower every month. Baron Simon can't even hope to get a good look from his teacher.

Li Qi was very curious about scholars. Not only did he receive the inheritance of a necromancer scholar, he also suspected that he had the talent to become a magician. However, during the chat, Scholar Tawen was unwilling to mention the magic part.

Soon he was talking about the red herb he had obtained at the Bear's Cave.

In the midst of his careful description, the Tarvin scholar found a book.

"There are many red herbs," Tawen scholar said, "but eating them will make your hair red and your body stronger. There are only a few. There is only one that does not threaten life, griffin grass."

"Griffin grass?"

"The grass that appears near the griffin's nest may have another name in another corner of the world." Scholar Tawen nodded: "You should have heard of the griffin. It is a terrifying beast. The eagle Wings and the body of a lion. According to the literature, this is because the griffin itself contains strange power, and its blood will have a strange effect on the surrounding environment."

Li Qi, however, remembered being chased by something when the white crow flew over the dense forest, and encountering a devoured corpse on the way to Tieshi City.

He had a bad guess in his mind. There was a gryphon near the Pig Back Valley!

And it was an injured and aggressive griffon.