Hill couldn't control his anger and kicked the books away.
All the nobles and high-level professionals in the world of Genns died, and few of them were innocent.
However, ordinary people are innocent.
They just live in a false world, risking their lives for the so-called glorious war of the nobles, and abandoning their homes and careers for the little benefits leaked from the hands of the nobles.
Hill can conclude from the book that the families here live very well, and ordinary people have never been poor or even suffered much.
Therefore, in order to maintain a happy life and prevent other nobles from defeating their masters, most ordinary people went to the battlefield full of faith.
And the only comment these nobles have on these people who risk their lives for themselves is that the soul crystals are much more valuable than those disobedient fools.
Even if occasionally smart people discover the truth of the matter, they only dare to read a little bit in the knight's novel.
In other words, someone resisted, but when the power of speech was in the hands of the nobles, there was no written record.
Hill thought that he must find more miscellaneous notes about magicians. The magicians in this world are more indifferent than Tra Hill, but they hate nobles even more. There should be something to read.
Hill found the history books of the nobles to be dirty, so even if he bought them in the future, he would just throw them away.
I don’t know if there are any people’s uprisings in this world, or if they were suppressed by that unspeakable god.
In a fantasy world, people at the bottom try their best, but most of them only end up dying bravely.
In Salar, no matter what kind of god it is, as long as the nobles are dissatisfied, a big noble will take the lead and lead the army to rebel.
Of course they know that the gods are powerful, but the gods of Trasil always only look for the culprit.
And if the god himself made a mistake, such as the God of Nobles, not all of the nobles of his country who broke up with him were his subordinates.
But because he made a mistake first, except for the nobles who voluntarily returned, he gave up on annexing the City of Sighs back to Dionisio. Then he discussed it with William and decided that he would rather waste his divine power to open up mountains and move south.
Expanded part of the territory.
Human beings in the world of Trasil actually have a strong trust in gods. For example, they use contracts very skillfully.
Even if you don't believe in gods, you won't be dissatisfied with them, and you will still shout for blessings from that god when encountering relevant incidents.
But in this world, humans seem to think that devils are more trustworthy than gods.
In the long and stinky family history of the Daly family, there has never been any prayer to the gods. However, they have enough respect for the magicians around them. It is also a pity that the stupidity of a certain patriarch brought disaster to the family.
, even the only help disappeared.
I don’t know how many generations of hard work it will take to return to the ranks of the great nobility.
No wonder a baron family can establish its territory at the center of the world. They actually descended from the great nobility.
In this world, the original territory of the nobles cannot be taken away by the king.
This is what gives these nobles the courage to act recklessly. No matter how pretentious they are, nobles will always be nobles.
Hill leaned on the sofa and sighed helplessly. In a world like this, the atmosphere of the abyss would be so strong. It was so normal.
He turned over and sat up, took out a pen and paper, and wrote out the outline of history.
Gernes has a strange will in this world, he doesn't seem to care about anything.
If it were Trasil, it would be impossible for him to tolerate the devil acting so arbitrarily in his own world.
Hill didn't know why Gernes did what he did, but William had better not take his story too seriously.
Hill opened the window and asked a guard who happened to be passing by where William was. Hill was worried that the king would run into the disguised palace in front.
Since the camp defense circle was opened, the King's Guard has begun patrolling again.
Their main mission is to prevent the undead from causing trouble, and they also have to guide these guys who can't even read the map.
The biggest doubt of the native people of Salar so far is that these undead people are so powerful, why so many of them don't know their way around.
Forget about the Central City and the capital city of Keslot, after all, it is a bit more complicated, especially the Central City, which is divided into upper and lower levels.
Although it is unbelievable to fall from the edge of the floating ladder, it is understandable.
But in some small towns with only two or three roads and the clearly visible campsites outside the Gate of the Abyss, the undead still couldn't find the north, which shocked many natives.
Later, no matter what city it was, Salar would send guards to patrol the city. Their main task was to lead the way for the undead.
Not only the cities under the direct control of the king, but also many nobles, after opening the teleportation array for convenience, they went directly to the Temple of Time and Space to apply for a magic array covering the whole city to control these people who suddenly walked over for unknown reasons.
A guy who gets easily overexcited.
Therefore, the people of Salar are very used to it, when a divine light suddenly strikes around them, followed by a burning smell. They don't even bother to watch.
So even in this world, as long as William is around, these guards don't have to worry about controlling the undead themselves. They only need to show the way to the strange and lost undead when patrolling.
The guard picked up the silver-black tablet in his hand and checked: "Mr. Hill, His Majesty the King is still in the Stone Palace."
Isn't this the nickname the undead gave to that disguised palace? You just used it so directly!
Hill smiled helplessly, stood up and walked towards the big stone.
William also quietly changed the location of his residence, and several huts on the periphery were quietly placed at six sharp corners.
Hill estimated that these houses all belonged to the undead wizards. No, they should be the time and space magicians of the undead clan.
This is obviously the layout of a divine array, but some similar-looking alchemy huts nearby cover up most of the six-pointed star point.
Hill could tell not only because he was a master alchemist, but also because these huts were either made by him or by Fran.
All six points were done by Frank, and Hill understood it when he saw it.
Hill walked to the Stone Palace, and a door quietly opened beside him.
William sat on the throne and looked at him with a smile: "Hill, what can I do?"
Hill took out a few pieces of paper that he had summarized: "This is the chronicle of an ordinary nobleman nearby and the magician next to him. I think it is best for His Majesty the King to take a look at it.
Maybe His Majesty the King already knew a lot of things before coming here, but there are some things that are different when you see them with your own eyes."
William took the paper and looked at it carefully, and then he couldn't hold back and crumpled the paper into pieces.
"Your Majesty the King?" Spencer reminded doubtfully, "Mr. Hill is still here!"
"I'm not pointing at him!" William said coldly, "Hill knows it himself. This is a bullshit world! No wonder that Gernes ran so fast!
What's going on with him? Does World Tree know that this world is a born devil?"
"Rather than being a born devil, I think there might be something wrong when forming the will of the world." Hill sighed and said, "In that moon ring, there is the sleeping kind-hearted Silver Moon, and the fallen
There is nothing wrong with the Sun God. If Gens had a congenital problem, it would be impossible for a good god to be born in this world."
William waved his hand and the pages returned to their original state. He handed them to Spencer: "Read it and then send it to the undead. Be more prepared for the guests who are about to come."
He sighed quietly: "Also, let the undead not only record spell books, but also all these historical miscellaneous notes. I need to take a look.
I need to have an impression of the aristocratic surnames in this world."
"Isn't it true that non-neutral camps cannot enter our camp?" Spencer glanced at it for a few times before asking in a hoarse voice, "Such aristocrats, even children, are born with original sin, right? It's impossible at all.
neutral."
"If it were in Trasil, I certainly don't think anyone could cover my sight, but this is Gerns, the will of the world doesn't even know how he became like this, and deceived me into a different world.
What else is difficult for a demigod?"
Hill knew in his heart that William planned to appear as a demigod, not a future god.
When the divine fire is not lit, the two actually look similar, except that one William can shoot several.
Hill took out the thick family history of Baron Daley: "It has the names of all the nobles in this country. They are barons. Basically, the names of all the territorial nobles are on it.
There are no other countries, and the Daley family is not qualified for diplomacy."
William took it directly, turned to that paragraph a few times, and glanced quickly: "Those guys are very close to here. I think they will be there in an hour. Spencer, have you arranged for someone to greet them?"
"Of course. I asked Xueyunfeng to go out with the Demon Elephant Team to greet him." Spencer said lightly, "I regret it now. I should have found that perfect bald man, their family's Wild Boar Team, which is more suitable."
Hill couldn't help but glance at Spencer. The difference between the two teams was not about size or power, but about control.
The guys from Black Rose have no intention of caring about these big pigs of their own, and they are actually very proud of their own mount being called a wild boar from a demon pig.
The Golem Team can remain motionless, but the Wild Boar Team is prone to furious attacks.
After all, the extremely huge pig babies at the head of this wild boar team are all the duchess's cubs.
It is their normal practice to throw people into the mire when they are angry.
Hill looked at Spencer, who had anger in his eyes, and then suddenly realized that the Spencer family, which was proud of being a noble knight, really felt that these nobles from another world were not worthy of being compared with them.
"Actually, there's still time to change." Hill said softly, "Bald and the others are all in the camp."
This chapter has been completed!