Lord: Exiled by Stepmother, I'll Rule the World Anyway

The younger brother's face was distorted and he said cowardly: "You went to that corrupted land and never had the chance to come back. I would be very sorry if I didn't appreciate your expression now.

Field's nails were deeply embedded in his flesh, and his fists made a clicking sound due to excessive force. He asked coldly: "I didn't mess with you, why did you target me?"

"Because you gave me that damn bottle of fighting spirit potion. After I took it, I couldn't break through the first-order knight! Everyone called me trash behind my back. This is all your fault! You must have been poisoned!"

Field was disgusted: "That's because your talent is too poor."

"Haha, if you have a lover anyway, I will capture her and let countless tramps ravage her! Oh, it's a pity that you have no future, you bastard!" The younger brother made a proud face.

"Fuck! You are a scumbag!" Field's anger reached the extreme. The original owner was a bad person.

Sure enough, doing good things will make enemies for yourself. It is true that there are no corpses in repairing bridges and roads, and there is a gold belt in murder and arson. These bastards who don't understand etiquette, justice and shame must be educated with fists! "You are looking for death!"

A sharp knee hit him and sent him flying backwards. Field suddenly jumped up and kicked him again in the face, causing his ugly face to be covered with blood.

Everyone was shocked that Field, who had always been an honest man, could be so cruel.

"I hate it when people threaten me."

Before the guard could react, Field grabbed his brother's golden curly hair and tried to slam him into the ground.

Suddenly, he felt his neck tighten, and his whole body was strangled and lifted high.

Just for a moment, the painful suffocation made Field feel that death was approaching.

"What are you doing to my lord?" The person holding Field was a beautiful woman with long burgundy hair. The most eye-catching thing was the mysterious rune on her forehead.

"The Chosen One?" Field was stunned.

This world possesses extraordinary power, and the key lies in the Chosen Ones. They are extremely special existences, superior to fighting spirit and magic, and possess all kinds of incredible powers, including combat, assistance, construction, etc.

The damn thing is, only women will be chosen by gods. Maybe the gods in this world are all women.

Just when Field was about to pass out, he felt a spin, followed by a sharp pain in his back, and it turned out that he was thrown against the wall.

"Haha, I really don't dare to kill him."

"Ah! I'm going to kill you!" The younger brother coughed loudly and pulled out the knife.

Field wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He was no match for the Chosen One. Field stopped chatting with them, endured the severe pain, turned around and left quickly.

Unexpectedly, his younger brother, who has not yet taken office, already has the protection of the Chosen One, which makes Field feel even more dangerous.

He didn't have the capital to sit back and wait for death, and now he had offended his younger brother again. Field knew that he had to take action, otherwise he might be captured by his younger brother tonight and subjected to any crazy torture.

"When I grow up, I will fuck you to death when I come back." Field's eyes were lowered, and the anger in his eyes was not concealed.

Under the nine-year compulsory education, there are no cowards!

"So, what is this annoying green dot like a fly?" Field pondered over the map in front of him, which only he could see. "This appeared on the day of the time travel. Maybe it has something to do with the lord's talent."

There must be yin and yang, and the counterpart of the "God's Chosen One" is the "Lord". As long as you sign a contract with the God's Chosen One, you can feed back to each other and grow together.

Lords have unique talents, which are often related to the chosen one of the contract and their own territory. But there are also cases where there are rare innate talents, that is, there is no territory or the Chosen Contract, but there are talents.

The original owner naturally didn't have it, but Field, who came from time travel, had this rare talent.

Of course, floaters or cataracts cannot be ruled out. You have to wait until you see it to know everything. Anyway, it is not far away, right in Golden Eagle City.

After simply packing their luggage, the housekeeper had already received the gold coins and was waiting for Field with despair on his face along with the servants.

Knowing that he was going to the cursed land, the housekeeper wanted to hang himself, but since he couldn't go to heaven, he had no choice but to commit suicide.

"Let's go." Field was worried and was in no mood to comfort his butler.

As soon as the door to the manor was opened, a group of cavalry wearing messy armors appeared in sight. A man in red robes and carrying a long lance walked out: "Dear Baron Field, I am Captain Connor of the cavalry. I am accompanying you." Guard, I believe we will have a pleasant journey."

"Then I'll rely on you, Connor."

Field responded politely, but alarm bells rang in his heart.

They were said to be escorts, but the gangster look on the faces of the cavalry showed no sense of security. Field even suspected that they would be killed and robbed of money after leaving the house.

Of course, it was unlikely. Registered knights would generally not murder nobles, something that would ruin their future.

Field shrugged: "Probably to supervise me, to supervise my execution."

"Go to Golden Eagle City first to open up the Night Territory, which requires a lot of supplies."

Field planned to see what the green dot was.

As the second largest city in the Ross family territory, Golden Eagle City has unparalleled commercial power. It was granted to Field's second sister. It is said that the annual tax revenue is 600,000 gold coins, which is very poor compared to Field's 500 gold coins. Extremely dazzling.

Taking a carriage, Field spent a whole morning arriving at this large city covering an area of ​​40 square kilometers.

Different from modern times, the soldiers guarding the city gate were leaning casually on the city wall, telling nasty jokes, or cursing and making things difficult for the lower class people entering the city, and charging high fees for entering the city.

It wasn't until he saw the cavalry team opening the way in front of Field that an officer suddenly stood up from his chair.

"Quickly move those untouchable things away. There are adults who are going to pass by here. Keep your eyes open, you idiots!"

The lazy soldier immediately straightened his back and drove the civilians and merchants aside with curses and curses to let the door open, and then saluted Field with a flattering expression.

Although Field is not favored, he is a noble after all, and ordinary people still dare not offend him.

Slowing down his horse, Field followed the direction of the green dot and slowly approached it.

The officer at the city gate breathed a sigh of relief. As long as there was no trouble for him, it would be another good day. He would continue to let his men collect taxes, while he drank two gulps of olive wine and continued to lie on the chair and bask in the sun.

Under the guidance of Green Dot, Field came to the slave market in the north of the city.

"Oh! Damn it, the weird smell of pigweed mixed with feces makes people's nose sour." Cavalry Captain Connor frowned and kept fanning the air in front of him with his hands, but it didn't help, the smell was still there. Directly through the nasal cavity.