The nobleman showed a trembling smile, fearing to make the mage in front of him nervous.
"Hehe means contempt here."
Zou Peng's words suddenly rang out, and the smile on the noble's face froze instantly, and he quickly switched to an expressionless state, almost crying.
"Crying? Are you sad that he died?"
Lu Bin came over after hearing the news and looked at him strangely.
Upon hearing this, the nobleman became distraught and his eyes widened, fearing that tears would fall from his eyes.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered something and said quickly.
"By the way, I don't know which one is Master Mo Lan."
"Huh? I'm just, is there something wrong?"
Mo Lan looked at him doubtfully.
"Hello, Lord Mo Lan, Your Majesty the Marquis has issued an order to grant you the title of Earl of Jingshui and the fiefdom of Red Maple City.
If you are willing to accept it, then maybe I will call you Earl of Mirrorwater now.
But from your perspective, I don't recommend you accept it, although the position of earl is good.
It would be a great shock to transcend baron and viscount and be directly granted the title of earl and become the top noble of the Kingdom of Morse.
Not only the entire Red Maple City nobles will be hostile to you, but almost all the earl families and viscount families will be hostile to you.
Although barons and knights do not dare to be hostile to you, they will resist interacting with you, which is very disadvantageous.
And this is the plan of Marquis Morse, to force you to be against everyone.
But he uses his strength to protect you and prevent everyone from attacking you.
Because you are surrounded by enemies all over the world and have no way out. If you want to survive and develop, you must seek refuge with Marquis Morse.
In this way, the Marquis of Morse obtains your allegiance in name and in substance.
This is the plan of Marquis Morse, and for you, as long as you refuse the pardon of Marquis Morse, you can gain the favor of the vast majority of nobles.
Of course, I believe it doesn't matter to you, and you have nothing to lose by saying no.
As long as you have enough strength, you will naturally have the opportunity to become a noble. As long as you use your strength to shut up the Marquis of Morse, and use your strength to make the Marquis of Morse admit it.
Then you will become a noble, and all other noble families will be willing to extend an olive branch to you and recognize your noble status.
And help you put pressure on Marquis Morse to make your title match your strength."
Mo Lan smiled at this nobleman's thoughtful consideration and his crazy desire to survive.
"I probably understand what you said, so let me confirm three points for you.
If I become the Earl of Jingshui and have interests that interest all the nobles, and I am willing to share them with them, will they continue to be hostile to me?"
"Won't."
The nobleman thought for a moment and shook his head.
"Well, okay, then if I don't accept Earl Jingshui, and I have enough interests to tempt the nobles, but I don't share them with them, will they be friendly to me?"
A drop of sweat suddenly broke out on the noble's forehead, but he still shook his head.
"Won't."
"Well, very good, then let me ask the last question.
If I accept Earl Jingshui, and I am powerful enough to silence all the noble families, will they still be hostile to me and refuse to communicate with me?"
The nobleman was slightly silent, then shook his head.
"......Won't."
Mo Lan smiled and shrugged when he heard this.
"So you actually said a lot of nonsense, which makes no sense. Well, after I accept Earl Jingshui, Red Maple City will be my fiefdom, right?"
"Yes."
"Very good. Why don't I want the things that are delivered to my door? When you go back, remember to express your gratitude to Marquis Morse for me."
The nobleman opened his mouth, and then saluted with respect.
"I have met Lord Jingshui."
Mo Lan smiled.
"Did you bring the knight?"
"I brought two of them, and they are still under the water."
"Okay, let them come up, and I'll let them go. When they come back next time, remember to have enough to redeem you.
If I feel that you are not valuable enough and you are not as important as I thought, then maybe I need to calm down.
Understand?"
"I understand, I understand."
"Hey, Lord Jingshui, what are we going to do next?"
Lin Or said with a smile.
Mo Lan rolled his eyes when he heard this.
"What are you doing? Go back to the Mage Tower to study spells. What else can you do? What else do you want to do?"
"Think about it."
Lin Or smacked his lips.
"Forget it, let's clean up the battlefield first. Unfortunately, the heavy armor on these knights is just ordinary stuff. It's not made of high magic resistance material. It's just hard iron, hundreds of forged iron. It relies entirely on physical hardness to resist spells. There is no trace of it.
use.
But most of these horses survived, more than eighty, more than eighty.
And judging from the scales on their foreheads and the scales on their chests, they are probably not ordinary war horses. This is a good deal.
Wait, whose Purple Flame Technique is that? If anyone burns these horses to death, I will throw you down and burn them."
"Hahaha."
Lin Bo's words caused a burst of laughter, but the horses that floated up basically survived.
Lin Or organized the finishing touches and said to Mo Lan.
"President, please take them back first. Lu Bin, please go back as well. Leave me two elders and a hundred mages.
I leave the finishing touches.”
Mo Lan didn't hesitate and nodded directly.
"Okay, thank you for the hard work."
Lu Bin went to gather the mages, leaving a hundred mages behind. After explaining to Lin Bo, he set off on his way back.
And everything that happened here has already been known to players all over Red Maple City, and even some players from other cities and other countries, through the live broadcast.
Yin Jiang looked at the word "awesome" crossing the water in his live broadcast room and sighed silently.
"Alas, Mo Lan actually survived and was killed instead."
"Hahaha, God Mo is showing off again, and the anchor is going crazy again."
"laugh!"
Yin Jiang looked at the group of animals in the live broadcast room fiercely and ran away, rushing back to Red Maple City.
On the way back, he seemed to see a dozen people on horseback galloping towards Red Maple City, but he was in a complicated mood and didn't pay much attention.
After searching for a long time at the gate of Beicheng, I finally found a stall, walked over, and gritted my teeth.
“Boss, let’s have a bowl of snail noodles!”
At this moment, he was still running the live broadcast. After the boss brought the bowl of snail noodles, Yin Jiang looked at the plump snail meat and the attractive red oil on the surface of the noodles. He picked up the chopsticks and hesitated for a long time.
Finally he gritted his teeth, picked up a piece and ate it.
As soon as the powder entered his mouth, Yin Jiang's eyes widened.
"It doesn't seem that bad?"
Whisper!
Yin Jiang ate with his mouth full. He quickly finished the bowl and then patted the table with great ambition.
