"The fifth stronghold was finally destroyed by me, and the sixth one will be next.
Outside the city, a thief in black was holding a dagger behind his back. In front of him lay a gray-robed mage, with the broken bones of the earth beneath his feet.
If Wu Ming were here at this time, he would definitely find the stronghold mentioned by the thieves, which was the bone altar he had seen in the mass grave.
Moreover, unlike when he saw it, the bone altar at this time was like jade. Even if it was broken, there was still a faint mysterious aura revealed, like a broken work of art, instead of an evil made of bones.
altar.
"I don't have much time left. There are 365 undead transformation altars in the entire southern region. Each altar, as long as there is a second-level necromancer presiding over it, will continue to produce soldiers. Unfortunately, this one before I was reborn
At this stage, he was just an ordinary person. When the natural disaster of the undead came, he just followed the crowd in a muddle-headed manner and did not participate in the big event at all.
As for the transformation altars around Tibulague, I only found out about them because this is my hometown. I specifically asked people about them, and I only found out half of them. However, knowing half of them is enough. If these six undead transformation altars are eliminated, Tibulague will face
The pressure will be greatly reduced. I can definitely follow Marshal Jason's example and raise a rebel army myself. I believe that without these six strongholds, Tibulaq will never be defeated with one blow like in the previous life."
The black-clothed thief whispered with satisfaction, holding the dagger in his right hand tightly, and walked briskly towards the distance.
After a hundred steps, suddenly, the roar of horse hooves was heard in the distance.
The thief was stunned for a moment, then quickly ran up a big tree, looked up into the distance, and saw a group of black cavalry wearing masks, surrounding him from a distance.
"No, it's Count Cullen's Black Cavalry."
When Wu Ming thought of Green, he had no idea that the child of destiny was undergoing the first test in his life.
The Son of Destiny sounds powerful, but it is impossible to achieve anything if it is not polished. On the contrary, because of his special status, he will encounter more difficulties than ordinary people.
Just like traveling to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures, only by surviving it can you achieve positive results.
If you can't survive it, then there's nothing to say. As the saying goes, the winner is the loser, just like Green failed in his previous life. Who can say whether his so-called rebirth is really rebirth, or whether he has to do it all over again after failure?
Correct.
"Lucy, it's time for us to leave." Wu Ming collected the golden ticket and took Lucy out the door.
Miss Black Dragon looked very happy. Although her face was tense, Wu Ming could still clearly see the longing in her eyes.
Caught the carriage and headed all the way to the town hall.
The Town Hall is located in the north of the city, adjacent to the Earl's Palace, and the people living around it are either noble or wealthy.
Wu Ming was sitting on the carriage, and when he passed by a noble mansion, his eyes flickered slightly.
This is the seat of the Parcival family and the memory of Wu Ming's body, a place that Gat both loves and hates.
Wu Ming is not Gatt, but Gatt is him. After the souls merge, the two are indistinguishable from each other.
At this time, Wu Ming was deeply touched when he revisited his old place, because he saw someone he didn't expect to see, and that was Gart's father, Viscount Charlotte.
We haven't seen each other for several months, but Viscount Charlotte is still as charming as ever. The mustache on the corner of her mouth is slightly raised, and she is standing at the door talking to a young man.
That young man looked very similar to Wu Ming. He knew that this young man should be the illegitimate child without even thinking about it.
"This man" Wu Ming noticed Viscount Charlotte, and the other party also saw him.
When Charlotte, who was holding a civilized stick and wearing a top hat, saw Wu Ming driving the carriage, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared.
"Father, what's wrong with you?" The boy looked fourteen or fifteen years old, raised his head and asked Viscount Charlotte.
Viscount Charlotte snorted coldly, poked the ground with the civilized stick in his hand, and said coldly: "Garu, that coachman is your good brother. Hum, you really gave our Percival family face, and they are so miserable.
For this reason, it’s really embarrassing!”
Their eyes met, Wu Ming didn't stop to say hello, and Viscount Charlotte didn't call him either.
Perhaps, the moment he saw Wu Ming driving the carriage, Viscount Charlotte no longer regarded him as his son.
Wu Ming didn't know what Viscount Charlotte was thinking. He only knew that no matter what the other party thought, he smiled and didn't care.
The so-called relatives, what is relatives? Only those who are close to each other are called relatives.
If Viscount Charlotte really cared about Gart and Anne, Viscount Charlotte should have appeared when they left the forest town.
Obviously, Viscount Charlotte did not appear. If Wu Ming had not taken over Gart's body, I am afraid that Gart and Anne would have ended up living on the streets.
With such a father, even if Wu Ming merged with Gat's soul, he only treated him as a stranger, so how could he care about what he thought.
"Is this my brother?" After hearing Viscount Charlotte's words, Garou looked at the back of the carriage from a distance and whispered to himself: "I really want to thank you. If you hadn't been so unlucky, I, an illegitimate son, would have been
How can I get ahead! I'm afraid you don't know, but soon my father will take me to see Count Cullen. I will recite the oath in front of him and officially become the heir of the Parcival family. Farewell to my poor brother."
The carriage went further and further away, and no one stopped for anyone.
Wu Ming didn't feel anything at all, he just thought he saw a familiar stranger. Instead, Lucy heard the discussion outside, opened the car curtain and took a look outside.
She smiled back with a charming smile. Although Lucy didn't smile and had a cold attitude, she had a different kind of charm.
The moment Garu saw Lucy, the expression on his face was stunned. He felt as if an arrow had been hit in his heart, and a desire emerged from deep in his heart.
Expressed in Bai Juyi's poems, this mentality can be well described.
The Emperor of the Han Dynasty was so obsessed with sex that he overran the country and couldn't find a royal palace for many years. The Yang family had a daughter who had just grown up and was raised in a boudoir without anyone knowing her.
On July 7th, in the Palace of Eternal Life, when no one was whispering in the middle of the night, I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever.
Garou didn't know Bai Juyi's Song of Everlasting Regret, but he couldn't deny the feeling in his heart. He wished he could turn into a little bee and fly to Lucy's side.
If Wu Ming knew about his idea of taking advantage of his younger brother, he would definitely laugh so hard.
When the ghost first grew up, Lucy's body was more than 70 meters tall, and she was old enough to be Garou's grandma.
Sure enough, this is still a world based on appearance. The so-called love at first sight is just smoke and mirrors.
Subhuti said, all dharma-appearances are false, and one cannot see the Tathagata in person.
I don’t know if Garu still dares to believe in love after seeing Lucy’s true form.
"Stop, this is the city hall, park the carriage elsewhere."
Passing by Viscount Charlotte, half an hour later, the carriage arrived at the door of the city hall, and Wu Ming and Lucy were stopped by two armored warriors wearing sharp swords.
Wu Ming did not argue with him, drove the carriage to an open space, and then turned back with Lucy.
"We want to buy a castle with a garden, a mountain, and preferably a lake. Price is not an issue." Walking into the city hall, Wu Ming found a tax official and told him
requirements.
On the side, Lucy, who had been watching with cold eyes, suddenly spoke: "If the garden is big, the mountain is high, and the lake is deep, I want to ask him for money."
At the end of the sentence, Lucy pointed at Wu Ming, her eyes full of expectation.
Of course Wu Ming would not object and simply nodded, as if he was a rich man.
The tax officer in charge of the real estate was a middle-aged man in his forties. After hearing this request, he looked at Wu Ming and Wu Ming strangely.
On weekdays, most of the people who come to him to handle real estate transactions are middle-aged and elderly people. Teenagers and girls come together to buy a house. This is really rare.
Considering the age of the two of them, the tax official did not say that it was impossible, but just said: "The price of the castle starts at a minimum of 10,000 gold coins, and it requires noble status. Do you have it?"
"Do you need noble status?" Wu Ming was a little surprised and looked at the tax officer twice.
The tax official shrugged, lowered his voice and said: "The castle is tall and strong, and is a symbol of the nobility. Therefore, there is a clear order from above that the people who buy and sell the castle can only be nobles. If you are not, there is actually a more compromise method.
, for example, if you ask a noble family to guarantee it, you can buy it."
As he spoke, the tax officer rummaged through the drawer and took out several contract instructions.
The contract contains the so-called guarantee conditions and the obligations that both parties should fulfill.
If Wu Ming chooses to buy a castle with a guarantee, he will need to pay a guarantee fee of 200 gold coins to the nobleman who guarantees him every year.
In this way, Wu Ming avoided the trouble of not being a noble, and some down-and-out nobles also gained income.
From a small perspective, the class difference between nobles and commoners may be greater than he thought.
Fortunately, Wu Ming had the idea of purchasing an honorary noble title before he came over. It seems that this idea can be brought forward.
"I want to buy an honorary noble title. Is there anyone here who can make the decision?" Wu Ming asked.
"Are you serious?" the tax officer confirmed again.
Wu Ming nodded. He had plans to do this, but he didn't know how much it would cost.
"When you go out and turn left, you will see the Earl's Mansion. If you are not joking, the Earl will invite you to the table. On the contrary, if you are making me laugh, then you succeed, and the Earl will send you to the gallows tomorrow. I will
I will definitely come to see you."
The explanation given by the tax officer was very straightforward. Wu Ming looked at him seriously and nodded: "Thank you."
When Wu Ming nodded, he had no idea that fate was playing a joke again.
Because at this moment, a carriage with the Parcival family crest on it was driving into the Earl's Mansion, and everyone was about to meet again.r