Les Laval's father died of illness since he was a child. Because he was young, he was handed over to his uncle who passed through the nobility. The title of baron needs to wait until he is an adult to inherit. Successful aristocrats are sanctimonious on the surface, but mean and shameless behind the scenes, relying on the rules of the aristocracy, and using various methods to win more benefits.
For example, in marriage, the young Les Laval was engaged to a female nobleman and was sent to the other party's castle. It was a dark time, and then the female nobleman died in an accident or something. middle.
Through the engagement agreement, the noblewoman's family property was taken over by Les, to be precise, by his uncle. As he got older, more and more "accidents" happened around him.
And Rice finally became an adult, took over the title of baron, and he began to alienate his uncle, but it is undeniable that he has been living in his uncle's shadow, and has always had problems with the control of his territory.
He noticed that there was a conspiracy in it. After all, his uncle had managed his territory for so many years, maybe he would die in some accident at some point. The reason why he can live until now is because of Roas The kingdom's attack attracted his uncle's attention.
Rice has a similar personality to his uncle, and is very good at using rules. This is a skill he has honed in order to survive, because he has no one to trust when he is young, and can only rely on the inheritance law of the nobility to protect himself.
He has seen darkness and prayed for light. He has his own ideals, so when the news of the Holy Maiden of Salvation appeared, he seized this opportunity. Soldiers to join the army.
In the army, his uncle's conspiracy will naturally be solved by itself, and even if he seizes this opportunity, he may be able to truly make a contribution.
Looking at the Saintess of the Salvation riding a white horse, Les has a lot of affection for her. After all, for him, the appearance of the Saint of the Salvation is just like the light he longs for. The purity and beauty of the other party.
"That girl has the power to make people believe." Rice sighed. He has lived in an environment without trust since he was a child. If he can trust someone wholeheartedly, it should be a happy thing.
"We've arrived at the village ahead, send someone to check it out, and rest there." Les came to Nora and suggested, "Although Kolomiye is urgent, we also need to pay attention to self-cultivation, otherwise the soldiers will rush to the village." Unable to fight."
"Well... then I'll listen to you." Nora nodded. She actually doesn't know much about marching and fighting, but she doesn't know it herself, so I'll leave it to someone who understands. This person named Rice seems to be quite reliable. Yes, then listen to him: "Be careful not to disturb the residents here."
In a house in the village, a man with an ordinary face suddenly opened his eyes. He opened his closet frantically, threw away all the sundries on it, and from the bottom mezzanine, Get out a book.
"My lord has called me." The man whispered like crazy: "My lord has called me!!"
Holding the book, he regarded it as a treasure, rubbed the book with his fingers, and then put it on the table.
The book is only the size of a palm, and the cover of the book is a vivid golden dragon.
The man carefully took out the dagger, cut his palm with a sense of mission and ritual, and printed it on the cover of the book.
The blood overflowed, and the golden dragon actually began to squirm, turning into thin golden tentacles, absorbing the bright red blood, and then piercing into this person's hand.
Nora suddenly looked at the village in front of her. Her spirit was extremely sensitive. Combined with the breathing method, her perception had reached a certain extreme. Just now, an evil and ominous thing flashed in that village. .
The hand with golden lines grasped the book. Although this person's face was still ordinary, there was a unique temperament emerging from him. That kind of extremely dangerous charm was frightening yet terrifying. addicted.
This kind of temperament is now only possessed by Negri in the entire continent. This person is the pawn that Negri sent out over the years, and that book is the means of contact that Negri gave him.
The cover is drawn with the blood of the soul. As long as he activates it with blood, he can temporarily host the blood of the soul on his body, and Negri can control the person's body through the blood of the soul and realize his descent.
But not everyone can bear the blood of the soul. After the arrival of Negri, this person's body will be scrapped because he cannot bear the burden of the blood of the soul. However, these chess pieces are aware of this matter, but they are all willing .
What a glorious thing it is for their gods to come down to them, let them shed their ordinary bodies, and merge their souls with their gods.
Negri's gaze seemed to be able to observe the support troops through the wall.
"A mob." After a while, Negri gave his evaluation. This army gathered together under the guidance of the so-called saint of salvation. It seemed to have a good momentum, but the management was chaotic and the personnel were mixed. , Insufficient combat experience and other situations are very obvious.
If this force goes to support Kolomiye, it will just die in vain, and it will not have any effect on saving the country.
"Then let's train first." Negri said with a smile, and walked towards the other side of the village with the book.
In addition to summoning Negri, this book has another function, which is to store germs. The whole book is made of special materials, and each page stores a germ. It will be activated, and with specific knowledge, this book can create monsters for battle.
Negri walked out of the village, went up a hillside, and saw tombstones. Most of the people in the village were buried here after they died. In recent years of wars, everyone has no sense of security. There are a lot more people.
"Grow up quickly, Nora." Negri turned one of the pages, and the illustrations on that page were ugly monsters with rotting bodies and no emotions in their eyes, like a group of soulless monsters .
"There are no traps in the village. I have already selected a location where the army can station and rest overnight." Rice said after some investigation.
"Well, everyone, be careful. Arrange the guard post for the night. I have a bad feeling." Na pulled off her horse, looked around, and said seriously.
Night fell quietly, a rotten hand broke through the ground, and a shadow shrouded the village below.