Chapter 55 The Honor of the Noble

The three lords were in silence. In Batonia, even the law could not make them surrender, and their rights needed to take into account their dignity. At this moment, the three lords actually needed to ask for a farmer.

Not many people believe this incident even though it spread throughout Bordero!

But compared to law, dignity, or anything else, for the lords of Batonia, honor is what they value the most.

You can not have it, but you must not let others know that you don't have it.

If this matter spread throughout Batonia, King Raun of Colombia, and Fairy of Lake God of Carcassonne, both of them have the right to revoke their aristocratic status.

Even if they did not take action, in the aristocratic circle of Bordero, they are now well-known hooligans and inferior nobles.

At this moment, even the lowly nobles who run a business at home can despise them three...

If this continues, even their territorial inheritance rights will be shaken. If their wealth cannot be left to their descendants, their efforts will be gone by!

Faced with Roel's escape, at least in their eyes, they were angry. If there were not so many remarks, they would want to hang the man in front of them.

But they were also desperate. In any case, they were already infamous in the aristocratic circle. They just needed to add harm to their savings and turned their savings into something from other aristocratic people.

Seeing the lord who left the cage but was sentenced to death, he fell into deep thought...

At this moment, he raised his head and looked at the capable people in the prison. They naturally walked out of the prison and congratulated Roel on his release.

After saying that, Roel walked out of the cell, picked up the equipment, firearms, ammunition, and even the regiment badges given by the servants. He carefully determined whether the pennies in his hand were missing before, and he seemed very greedy.

Twist! Feeling uncomfortable!

Roel immediately took a deep breath, unable to Tsengchi...

He actually thought a little about how to deal with these three guys. They had already died in the noble circle. The only way to save them, Roel had already thought of mercilessly.

Soon the baron collapsed and sat on the muddy ground, crying loudly.

"Thank you for your advice..."

The three lords set up a note, wrote their promises on paper, and then covered their own family emblem. The servant took the money as quickly as possible. The baron took off the chain mail on his body, and the three decided to go on a search journey.

But he felt that he was not as comfortable and happy as he had when he had made porridge under the lighthouse before. It was not that he was cheap, but that the aristocratic ecology of Batonia was too distorted.

Roel had no more requests, because there were many lords in Batonia. Even if a village collects 19, it would only have a few gold coins per month. Fifty were already the savings of ordinary lords throughout their lives, and the value was comparable to that of the fine plate armor.

For them, this is equivalent to a suicide judgment, and they will not return to the territory, live in the castle, and go to the most dangerous places in Batonia.

But they are just seeking death, just for the continuation of their family. It can be said that they are just trying to die!

At this moment, Roel's resentment towards them had completely disappeared, and he was even a little distressed, but things were so destined to do so, why wasn't it caused by their greed?

In the end, the three people forced to throw away everything and then they changed their greed to dissipate. Is the forgiveness of others really worth it?

Roel took the gift given to him by the lord, heavy, only a bag of gold coins, and a brand new mail that had been worn on his body.

The Baron choked and said his gratitude because his family was saved!

The two people next to them also shouted quickly. "We are willing to pay 50 gold coins each!"

"Seeking for an oath."

He is already innocent, even one of the most influential people in Bordero.

And Roel knew that he had held the life roots of the three people in front of him. Is this feeling the feeling of the necromancer?

It makes people happy!

That's right, they can only wash away their grievances by chasing the Holy Grail, go to the wilderness to challenge various monsters, become seekers, put aside their honor and everything, so that their descendants can at least inherit their territory.

"I have a set of stainless steel mail made by dwarves in my family, and I am willing to pay a reward of 100 gold coins!"

But it is not that exaggerated. There are thousands of people who need attention, but I just cheated a lord.

When their voices were hoarse and their eyes were red, they stood up and bowed to Roel, because these four words meant that they were forgiven by him.

And the four words were coldly posted on the faces of the three lords. They knew what the opposite meant in an instant. The expression was first surprised, then became angry, but finally said something complicated.

The three of them seemed to have accepted their fate and were depressed. These four words were their only way out, and the farmers in front of them actually pointed it out for them.

His choked emotions infected the two people next to him. The three lords actually sat in prison like children in front of everyone and cried.

Roel just looked at the wrinkled and duke's approval of the letter of a letter of approval, and then saw the long sword delivered by the lord.

He stood up as if he was shocked by electricity, and then bowed to everyone in the prison, with a lot of light in his eyes.

"I, Roel, have been taken care of by you here. Although I still want to study with you, I still have something to solve."

"I want to find a good husband for the lord's daughter!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!