Little Tyrant Doesn’t Want to Meet with a Bad End

Chapter 11: Fellow, you are so green

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"Thank you for your kindness, sir, and may Shia bless you!"

Outside the Lord's Mill, the old Kent set up the donkey cart carrying the flour, and bowed to Roya with gratitude. Behind him was a group of people looking at him either enviously or jealously.

Old Kent was lucky today. When he came here, it was already time for the tax collector to get off work, but the generous and kind Master Marquis saw him waiting for so long under the big sun with a large cart of food, so he relaxed his time to do more work. After half an hour, old Kent got on the last train.

You know, Roja is a mobile tax officer. Today, I won't be here tomorrow. It may not be when I see him next time. Old Kent would be happy to be able to catch the last train, and others are indeed jealous.

"It's nothing, it's just the next shift late. This year's grain harvest is good. Go back and prepare for the winter."

The aristocratic teenager looked at old Kent's green head and smiled. After saying a few words of concern, the old farmer who was grateful to Roja was even more moved, and the green on his head became deeper.

Seeing this scene, the smile on the face of the "generous and kind" Master Luo Ya also increased, and he couldn't help applauding his wise decision in his heart.

Roja chose to work overtime to take over the old Kent. This was naturally a factor of kindness and softness, but it was more of a farmland 100-meter marathon at that time. Old Kent gave him the most favorability after seeing him, and he gave 150 alive! Roja was a little surprised at the time.

What a leek, it's crisp and green!

I feel embarrassed if I don't cut it!

So when Roja found out that the next one was him, he decisively chose to stay and finish the vote. Facts proved that this was correct. Old Kent's vote was worth more than 300 favorability points, one top three.

"Master, time is almost up."

The soft whispers of the beautiful maid came into his ears, and the slight warmth made Roya feel a little itchy. The boy turned his head and saw that the group of maid leaning over and whispering became bigger and softer because of the squeezing.

"..."

"Master?"

"Ahem, it's okay."

Although he didn't feel anything because of his young age, Roja, who always felt a little shy, adjusted his mentality and nodded to the defenseless Anna, stood up and walked towards the mill.

The servants behind him began to pack up the tables, chairs and tea sets, and the villagers who were not in the row sighed with loss, Roja listened to these but did not stop.

Although he also wants to harvest the leeks that have not had time to deal with, but as the saying goes, it’s too late to be too late. Blindly giving favors for a long time will be taken for granted. Although the number of people will be collected at that time, the number of favorability points will not increase, but will not increase. May be reduced.

After a month of exploration, Roja found that the favorability value system is very complicated, such as the old Kent today. On the one hand, his such a large favorability value is naturally grateful to Roya, but also part of it comes from the discount when he meets the upper limit. The joy of being chosen by Luo Ya as an exception, and the satisfaction in the envy of the villagers.

The combination of these feelings is the 300-odd favorability value that finally floats above his head, but if Roja changes from a flow to a fixed point, the old Kent would be grateful, but he would never be so happy.

To put it bluntly, hunger marketing should also be played with favorability, and human nature is complicated. Shengmi En Dou Mi Chou is the best portrayal.

Thinking of this, Roja walked into the mill, and saw the skeletons without the wheat mill and the hands who carried the coffin in a daze behind the stone mill, and the coffin on the side was also covered with flour.

Yes, this is how Roja came up with a return after spending 2500 unjust points.

Skeleton Carrying the Coffin Happy Delivery This service is estimated to be something no one can afford in Acate, so it’s impossible to earn gold coins, but if you can’t earn gold coins, it’s okay to get good impressions back. So Roja thought about it. For these six skeletons, except for a stable output of strength, the other skeletons have found such a job-as a cow and a horse.

The combined power of six F+-class brawny men is more than enough than a donkey. It is naturally not difficult to grind, and the coffin is just used to transport flour.

You can lift it, but you don't need to lift people, just lift it up to the window and pour it out when the flour is full.

Roja nodded to the six strong skeletons, seeing that they were more pleasing to the eye than a few days ago, and then snapped his fingers, and the six rubbing hands performed another in-situ fold and shrank into the coffin one after another.

The Church of St. Mestre has a negative attitude towards the undead, but there is no special punishment for the wizards who manipulate them as long as they do not break the law. It is said that the undead existed in the first era of Shia.

However, it is written like that in the scriptures. When a few skeletons suddenly appeared, the villagers would panic if they saw them, so Roja naturally couldn't let the skeletons follow him. This skeleton funeral team is already there. It was whitewashed by Roja and became the family's useless collection. Anyway, the things in the large warehouse of the Marquis's mansion were left over for generations, and Kadia couldn't tell what it was.

The wizard family is good!

Roja sighed and turned and walked out of the mill. The guards immediately separated a part of the coffin and carried it onto the second truck. As for the first one, it was naturally the carriage prepared by the Marquis Mansion for the young master.

Roja boarded the magnificent carriage in the farewell of the villagers, and her small body fell into the soft sofa with a jump. Anna escorted to the carriage and sat down on the opposite chair to take care of her. The door was closed and the groom yelled. The sound rang.

Sitting in front of the Lord's Mill, this seemingly easy job is actually not easy. Let alone the hot weather at the transition of summer and autumn, the sitting posture just to maintain the image of the nobleman is enough for the young Roya to drink a pot.

The stiff body slowly relaxed, and the busy day was over, and Luo Ya, who was tired, could finally rest for a while.

"Ah, I'm going to die if I don't smoke Alisa."

The young man with empty eyes looking at the carport mumbled so much that Anna, who had recently heard a lot of strange things from him, blinked.

"Does the young master miss Miss Alisa? If that's the case, I'll see you in a while. Miss Alisa should be waiting at the gate for your return now."

Anna recalled the silver-haired girl who was waiting for Roja to return home in the evening in the last few days. She couldn't help showing her aunt smile, and at the same time secretly sighed that the girl had changed Roja so much.

And Roja also cheered up a little after hearing Anna's words, ready to accept the biggest reward after a day of hard work and goodwill.

In the youth's expectation, the carriage drove slowly into the gate of the Marquis's Mansion. At the moment when she got out of the car, Alisha's voice arrived as scheduled.

"Welcome back, Brother Luoya."