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Chapter 10 The Gap

If someone else had said this, McDonald would definitely have concluded that he had used some physical form of confession such as the 'Ten Tortures'.

He is Uther!

Apart from the Holy Light creature Naaru, he is the most powerful Holy Light messenger in the history of Azeroth. The power of Holy Light triggered by his pious heart makes him almost unbeatable.

It turns out that Uther in history died in battle against Alsace, who became the Lich King after his mind was corrupted. Logically speaking, if Alsace didn't have a terrifying god-level magic sword [Frostmourne], plus two

The fool (Alsace's nickname) had been Uther's disciple for many years. Uther was reluctant to kill the two fools. It was hard to say who would kill whom.

Even if Uther has not officially changed his profession to a Paladin, his power of Holy Light is still exaggerated.

The principle of the [Confession] skill is spiritual attack, forcibly injecting holy light. Once the spiritual defense fails, it will trigger the opponent to confess and plead for forgiveness.

When the pure golden holy light penetrated into the bodies of these guys, they immediately burst out with tears and snot, counting their sins in detail, even pouring out such trivial things as peeking at so and so when they were young.

"I'm guilty! A maggot like me should be hanged..."

The more they talked, the more Sir Serijek and others next to them despised these guys.

The most exciting thing was of course the Baroness. She talked about her seduction plan, which was as exciting as a palace drama. In this life, she was just a hair away from succeeding. At least it turned out that a certain dead ghost was very obsessed with her.

He even swore that he would marry her.

In this world, aristocratic marriages focus on being well-matched, and being a widow is not the focus. She suffers from her low birth status.

And her matter is not strictly a capital crime. Everyone in the city knows that you, the Duke of Stratholme, want to pick up girls. Now that they have spent a little more, can the nature be the same?

Gradually, everyone turned their attention to McDonald.

At this moment, McDonald's wanted to eat Uther!

You thick-browed and big-eyed Uther! I thought you were a prodigal and a money-loser. Why did you change your career to make money for me? Are you deliberately playing tricks on me?

My 100 million!

Where is my glorious return?

What about my plan to marry Cuihua?

Can you be so honest boy?

If you want to expose it, can you please settle the matter and then expose it?

There is a spectrum for hating evil as much as hatred!

Oh my God, my beautiful life is all gone!



At this moment, Uther met McDonald's eyes that were filled with grief and anger, and said earnestly: "Your Excellency, you must make a decision!"

Then he said a Lordaeron proverb, which roughly means "a thousand-mile dike breaks in an ant nest." If you don't punish these two or five young men today, the ruffians and villains below will know that they don't have to pay any price for stealing your little treasury.

If you do, tomorrow there will be 10,000 villains who will rob your whole family.

McDonald is ready to strangle Uther to death!

Damn it! I really thought that a strange thief XX would steal my vault, so I wouldn’t have to worry about spending money. But as soon as I had this thought, the system warning came!

No wonder that good young man from Alsace was forcibly taught a bad way by you!

Uther is definitely a saint and a moral model of the times, but this guy's temperament is too hard, and he can't tolerate any evil. He has typical eyes that can't get sand into his eyes, and his emotional intelligence is really not that good.

It seems that if McDonald doesn't severely punish these worms, Uther will talk to McDonald for three days and three nights about the "justice" and "honesty" of chivalry!

Even if Turalyon tried to hold Uther back, he ignored him and continued to suppress him with great reason.

McDonald rolled his eyes: I'm talking to you about prodigal money, you tell me what's fair!?

Can't talk, can't talk!

At this moment, McDonald's heart is more filled with sorrow than death.

He waved his hand: "Basselas, according to the laws of the kingdom, how should corruption and malfeasance be dealt with?"

The mayor took a deep breath, feeling like he was being roasted on the fire, and bit the bullet: "As noble retainers, the clan leader has complete discretion. According to the laws of the kingdom, all illegal gains should be confiscated and hanged in public..."

McDonald had never killed anyone, but the mayor was not the only one who was burned on the fire?

Looking at the red [Mission Failed] in the system prompt and the time required for the second stage, he knew that he might have to hang out in Azeroth for a long time.

The corner of his eye twitched, and McDonald waved his hand: "Just deal with them like this."

Instead of pleading, those guys who were hit by [Repentance] looked like they were begging for mercy. When they were dragged away by the guards, they even thanked McDonald loudly. This made McDonald feel tired and weird.

The remaining eager-looking Baroness...

McDonald's was very difficult to deal with.

This guy's crime is not worthy of death. If he is not punished, if he stays, she will definitely find an opportunity to stick to him again. Generally, dog-skin plaster can't be shaken off.

"Baroness Anastari will transfer to North Valley and set off immediately. That's it."

"No -" the Baroness was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she jumped up on the spot: "My dear, I was confused for a moment, but I actually love you. Don't do this to me, I..."

The North Valley in the northeast of Stratholme Territory is a typical poor place. The key is that it is close to the Zumashal Valley where the moss-rot trolls are entrenched. They are attacked by the trolls every three days, and they are miserable.

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The Baroness's wails for mercy spread throughout the castle, and countless people felt chills in their hearts after hearing it.

"Your Majesty the Duke is wise!" Uther bowed to McDonald.

Ying Ming, you ghost!

Silky chicken!

We have made this connection!

Don't give me a chance, I will punish you by cleaning the toilet!

McDonald almost wanted to vomit three liters of blood on the spot and play with a blood vomiting fountain.

The most deadly thing is when honest people deceive others.

"Everyone, go down! I want to be quiet!" A group of people bowed and retreated like a tide.

Walking in the corridor, Saidan whispered: "It must be hard for the Duke. After all, he is only this age."

Turalyon: "He will be a wise man."

As everyone knows, everyone guessed wrong. What made Mai angrily overturned the table of his soul was not at all like this!

Ge You lay slumped on the armchair in the study, his face showing a gray and despairing look. McDonald looked at the system prompts and was speechless for a long time.

[The first phase of the mission failed...the mission is being settled.]

[Because the host failed to complete the task, the amount spent will be converted into RMB at a ratio of 10,000:1 and credited to the host's bank card...]

Before time travel, if his salary could be 10,000 yuan a month, he would definitely keep McDonald happy for a long time.

But now there is only a little more than 10,000 yuan left from 100 million yuan.

One sky and one earth, this gap...

Looking at the numbers on the bank text message forwarded by the system, he felt like crying.

Damn it, I can’t live this life anymore!


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