Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 463: IV Equipment Quantity

Duruf was extremely powerful, bloodthirsty and bellicose. He was a good expert under Daniel. However, he was not a good lord, nor was he a good father. Oz's personality was completely different from his father's. He was quiet and gentle, and Durov was very dissatisfied with him. Every time he trained a martial skill, it would be hell for Oz. Duruf was very harsh on him. As long as he could not do anything, he would be beaten and scolded.

Oz's deepest impression of his father was the way he roared at himself. Oz was very afraid of him. When he heard the news of Duruf's death in battle, his mood was very complicated. There were some touches, but not to the extent of sadness. So now that Alan asked, the little boy answered truthfully. He really didn't know whether he should hate Alan or thank him.

He really didn't know.

Alan patted him on the shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter, you still have a lot of time to think." But before that, I suggest you learn how to manage your territory. With all due respect, neither your father nor your uncle is feasible. "The people are the blood of a territory. If you squeeze too much of their value, you will drain all the protein out of their blood, and this territory will not be far from extinction."

"Take good care of them with dignity and kindness, and you will become a good lord. Your people will also create more wealth for you."

Alan encouraged her and planned to leave.

Oz suddenly said, "Why are you doing this?"

"Aren't you going to lock me up? Aren't you afraid that I'll get revenge on you in the future?"

Alan turned around and smiled, "This is the second thing I want to tell you. As a superior, you need to have enough weapons." How much you have depends on how far you can go on this path. Determine your goals and put in the most effort to achieve them. Don't be distracted by the end of the branch. If I had to cut off every opponent, relative, and friend that I killed. Then I don 't have to do anything, I' ll just stay where I am forever. "

"As long as I keep moving forward, these people who might become my obstacles will only be left behind by me, and they will no longer be an obstacle!" With these words, Alan left the meeting room.

Watching his back disappear from the door, Oz suddenly thought that he might never catch up to this back.

Walking out of the meeting room, Alan heard a loud noise. He followed the sound and saw that William was carrying a man and a few boxes on the ground at the gate. Several followers knelt on the ground, and five or six soldiers were aiming their guns at them. One of the boxes opened and something fell to the ground. It was a golden plate with decorative patterns on its periphery. Some of the flower buds were decorated with crystal diamonds. It looked very valuable.

"What's going on?" Alan asked.

Wilick pushed the man in his hand to the ground. "We caught a thief."

"What did you say? You actually said that I, Lord Yaluo, am a thief. You empty bitch with brute force, I want you" Before the man could finish his sentence, he took a punch from Wilick. Wilick didn't dare to make a heavy move, otherwise, this person's life would have to be accounted for.

"Yaluo?" Ellen squatted down and smiled, "I've heard of you. So, what are you going to take with you to leave me?"

Half of Yalo's face was swollen and he said vaguely, "My lord, my lord. I swear, I am not a thief. These are my property, and I have the right to take them away."

"Property?" Ellen stood up and shook his head. "Don't you know that this territory belongs to me now? I am the owner of this territory, and everything in this territory is my property. Mr. Arrow, you see, my people have not wronged you. Trying to take my property away is nothing but a thief."

'"You can't be so barbaric!" Yaluo jumped up and shouted, "They're mine. How can you just snatch them away like this?"

Allen's expression turned cold. "Then when you took their wealth from the commoners, you never thought of it this way."

"Cut the crap. Now I declare that Mr. Yalo is trying to steal my property. Wilick, break his legs and throw them out of town. That's what he deserves."

"No, no, I protest! Help me, Lord Oz. Oh no, what are you doing? Put me down!"

Yaluo shouted loudly, but he couldn't get rid of the two tall soldiers. Wilick obeyed Alan's orders and broke Yalo's legs. Then, he had the soldiers drag him across the street and throw him out of the city. The civilians in the city watched all of this clearly. After Yaluo was thrown out of the city, they also began to walk out of the city.

"These slaves, these lowly bastards! They actually broke my legs! I want revenge! I want to take revenge on you! Wait, the next time I come back, I want to kill you " Ya Luo was cursing Allen and the others when a sudden pain came from above his head. He couldn't help but scream miserably. He turned around and saw a thirteen or fourteen year old boy holding a stone in his hand.

There was some blood on one corner of the stone. Yaluo touched his head and his hands were sticky. Only then did he know that he had knocked on the boy. "Bastard, do you know who I am? This lowly bastard, I'm going to strangle you to death on the hanging platform!"

Just as he finished speaking, Yaluo noticed that there were more and more people around him. They surrounded Yalo, and the shadows that people pulled out completely enveloped him. Yaluo's arrogant aura finally disappeared. He looked at these angry faces with fear. His gaze swept across the city wall, where there were soldiers on duty. Yaluo couldn't help but reach out and shout, "Here, soldier. I'm Lord Yaluo, come and save me "

A stone smashed into his face, throwing his words back into his stomach. Next was the second and third. Everyone roared and roared, completely venting their past grievances. When the child threw the stone, the men simply stepped on it and kicked it. Aloh cried and shouted, hoping that the soldiers on the city wall would save him.

The two soldiers looked at Jeff. Jeff shook his head and said, "He deserved it."

When the crowd dispersed, Yaluo's eyes widened, and he could no longer find a place without any wounds on his body. Only then did Jeff make a gesture and the two soldiers went down and quietly pulled his corpse away.

This was the only person who had died at the gates. Ironically, he did not die at the hands of Allen's soldiers, but at the feet of civilians.

As dusk fell, several carriages drove into the unicorn castle. Daniel stood by the stone railing with his hands behind his back, admiring the beautiful sunset view of the lake at one of the open pavilions in the castle.

Earlier, several candidates for successor to Dawn Castle had approached Daniel in the hope that the viscount would arbitrate for them. Daniel and Raffles' sons met in private, and Raffles' second son promised the viscount. As long as Daniel supported him, he would hand over nearly half of the territory's wealth when he took the position of lord.

Although Dawn Castle's strength had been greatly damaged, it was referring to its military strength. The territory of Raffles was quite rich. First of all, there was a large amount of land that could be used for farming. Therefore, more than 70% of the food in the Viscount's territory was provided by Dawn Castle. Apart from that, two high-quality copper mines were also the source of Lafus' wealth. Copper and iron were used as raw materials for weapons and equipment. No matter which era it was, they would be able to provide the lord with an endless stream of wealth. Now that Daniel had lost Sunset City and the iron ore under his control, the viscount offered a condition to the young man named Sylar.

He would take Sylar to the position of Lord, but at the same time, Sylar had to hand over the two copper mines.

And this transaction was completed yesterday. Now that Sylar had returned to Dawn Castle, Daniel had sent two Level 12 Warriors with him to kill the other competitors, so that Sylar could easily seize the position of successor.

Daniel is now considering whether to take the risk of attacking Ouban's army in order to create some turnaround in this dull situation.

At this moment the butler came and whispered, "Sir, Mr. Carrett and Miss Luca are here."

Daniel was refreshed and happily said, "Invite them in."

Daniel had met the two of them a few days ago and hoped to hire excellent killers from them. Today was the time for the two of them to "deliver". Daniel expected them to bring some surprises.

These pleasant surprises were also important factors in creating a turning point.

Soon, Daniel saw some people in his study. These people, regardless of whether they were men or women, all carried a faint aura. These auras were either ice-cold or sharp. No matter what kind of aura it was, it was proof of the strength of its owner.

"Sir Daniel, it is my pleasure to recommend these outstanding adventurers to you. I guarantee that they are also excellent hunters and assassins, capable of completing the mission you instructed." Carrett was the president of the Viscount Adventurers Association. This old man who always wore a black robe had a strong sense of mystery. He used his skinny hands to accentuate his tone.

Daniel made a gesture, and Carrett immediately called them over. There were four people he recommended. First, he was a strong man. He wore heavy armor and had two large swords crossed behind him. The man had a dark red beard on his rough face. He didn't know if he was born like this or if he had dyed it himself. Carrett patted the man and said, "Redbeard, he is the most terrifying butcher in my hand. He is at level 15, but with his ability to engrave, he can explode with strength no less than level 17 in a short period of time."

"I call it slaughter time. During that time, Red Beard was an efficient meat grinder that would grind all the targets you needed to cut into powder!"

Daniel looked at the man. The man's gaze was deep and his aura was reserved. As Carrett had said, he was a true expert. Moreover, his ability to increase his combat strength in a short period of time allowed him to possess explosive power above the standard. This was an extremely rare ability. If his opponent did something wrong with Red Beard's strength, the result would be to drink on the spot.

The viscount nodded. Carrett was overjoyed and pointed to the other side. Red Beard walked over, which meant that he had been chosen by Daniel.

The old man continued to introduce the next one. This was a woman. She was plain but unexpectedly plump and sexy. She was like a leopard mother. A casual gesture was filled with wildness and explosiveness. Danny noticed that she had been playing with the dagger in her hand. The dagger, which was painted pitch black, nimbly moved between her fingers, forming a dazzling series of gestures.

'"This is Charlie. She is a thief, an assassin and a spy. In short, she is a versatile person. Besides, if you give her enough, she can provide some special services. She can guarantee that she will not be inferior to the Naga Fishmen." Carrett pointed.

Daniel glanced at her. With her flexible snake waist, slender legs, and her wild explosive power, Daniel believed that she would be able to perform very well on the other battlefield. The viscount nodded and said, "Miss Charlie will definitely be satisfied with my offer."

Charlie's amber eyes shone brightly. She smiled and walked to Red Beard's side. That charming step deeply attracted the viscount's gaze.

The third candidate was a skinny man. He stood silently, holding a gun almost as tall as he was. Apparently, this was a modified fire gun. It had the same slender body as its owner. The man wore a blindfold on his face, leaving him with only one eye. This dark green eyeball refracted the light in the study room and emitted a palpitating color.

"Mado, but we call him One-eyed. My lord, he is the best archer under me. In order to practice his spear technique, Mado even dug out one of his eyes. It was this concentration that allowed him to achieve what he has today." Carrett patted the man and nodded his left eye.

Mu Na took off his left eye patch. Sure enough, under the light, the pitch-black sockets of his eyes were pitch-black. Daniel nodded and said, "Very well, I need someone as focused as you."

The last one was a dwarf. The man who was less than a meter tall grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow fangs. He stepped forward and said, "Let me introduce myself, my dear Sir. People call me Shorty. As you can see, I don't have the strength of a red beard, nor do I have Miss Charlie's sexy figure. Of course, I can't shoot a mosquito three hundred meters away like a one-eyed man. But I know you'll hire me."

"Oh." Daniel was interested, "Tell me, I want to know your reason."

The dwarf laughed even more complacently, "Because there is no one who can't be defeated by the poison I concocted!"

Carrett added: "Shorty is an excellent pharmacist under me. He can formulate poisons to kill people and also formulate good prescriptions to save people."

Daniel laughed and said, "I really can't refuse such a talent."