Although most of the nobles didn't take it seriously, this did not prevent the legend of the avenging angel from spreading rapidly within the royal capital.

Children sang songs, collected feathers dropped by crows, made simple bows and arrows with bamboo strips, and played role-playing games with their friends in the streets and alleys.Although it was quickly stopped by the adults in the family, as the bard spread the song out of the capital, more and more people under the high-handed church rule began to believe in the existence of this "Avenging Angel".

Legend has it that he is an envoy sent by the God of Light, holding a bow of judgment, and staring at him wherever he goes;

Legend has it that he has an incomparably handsome face, not only a pair of eyes as bright as stars, but even his hair is as flawless as frost and snow.

Legend has it that he is three meters tall, can shoot/pierce boulders with one arrow, and has the power to overwhelm mountains and seas;

legend……

"Stop, stop, stop," Lin Xiaodong looked helplessly at Ike, who was enthusiastically reporting to him the situation of public opinion, and sighed, "Why is it getting more and more outrageous? Although I want you to win the support of the common people, But I didn't let you make up stories."

"Legends need to be exaggerated to be believed." Ike, who grew up among commoners, accepted this well, and he even felt that it could be exaggerated. "However, I heard that some nobles who lived near the West District We have also stepped up our guard in the manor, Your Royal Highness, please be careful when you act."

Lin Xiaodong nodded: "I know."

He stopped wiping his hands, adjusted the aim of the bow/crossbow to the sun in the sky, and the corners of his lips widened slightly: "It was just a small fight before, before those nobles regarded us as One thing, I will act tonight."

In the middle of the night, everything is quiet.

After taking a bath, Count Philip put on a dark red bathrobe, yawned and returned to the bedroom.

The servant wiped his hair respectfully, and another cut the freshly grilled veal steak into the man's mouth with a fork. The handkerchief wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth.

From start to finish, he just needs to move his mouth.

And after enjoying the supper, there was already a little boy on Earl Philip's bed with his hands and feet bound. He was struggling desperately, glaring at the middle-aged man who was undressing beside the bed with his big black-haired eyes. Young man, but the other party laughed excitedly: "Not bad! This time the goods are not bad!"

He just likes this kind of tempered little boy, it's exciting to play like this!

Earl Philip ordered all the servants to leave and extinguished the candles in the bedroom, and the room suddenly became dark.

But the moonlight was very bright tonight, Earl Philip picked out a whip, flicked it loudly twice into the air under the boy's angry and terrified eyes, and walked towards the big bed in satisfaction.

Outside, the servant who heard the movement sighed.

It seems that the earl is in a good mood tonight, and I don't know if the child can survive until tomorrow.

But on the big bed in the room, the little boy who was screaming "Woooooooooooooooo" suddenly stopped struggling.

Earl Philip was a little dissatisfied. He was about to whip a few whips to make the brat move when he suddenly felt a gust of cold night wind blowing behind him, as if the window had been blown open by the wind.He turned his head subconsciously, but saw under the moonlight, long white hair fluttering in the wind, and those dark eyes that were as bright as stars.

The white-haired young man stood on the window sill, looking down at him from a height, his black wings spread out suddenly, and the falling feathers were blown up by the wind and landed on the little boy's pillow beside the bed.

The earl's voice that was about to shout was stuck in his throat.

"You, are you that...fu, the avenging angel?" He asked hoarsely with his eyes wide open.

The "angel" didn't answer his question, but raised the crossbow/arrow in his hand blankly and aimed it at his heart.

"Felix Urex, who was involved in the slave trade, killed more than [-] slaves and seven civilians, including [-] children," he announced coldly, "After the trial, you are guilty."

"Wait a minute! Let me explain first!" Earl Philip yelled, "I have my reasons, I, I..."

Seeing that he was racking his brains for a long time, and he couldn't even come up with an excuse to make excuses, the white-haired young man curled his lips mockingly, and directly pulled the trigger in his hand.

With a muffled sound, Earl Philip fell down beside the bed, naked, holding his favorite "baby whip" in his hand.

Lin Xiaodong nimbly jumped off the window sill, stepped over Earl Philip's body as if ignoring the garbage, walked to the little boy with a frightened expression, and tore off the silk cloth covering his mouth.

"Do you have any family?" he asked.

The boy took two quick breaths, looked at him cautiously, and shook his head.

"Then come with me." Lin Xiaodong untied him, let him hug his neck tightly, and flew from the open window sill to the night sky again.

"Are you a devil?" the boy asked in a low voice, putting his arms around him.

The white-haired young man looked down at him, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

"To some evildoers, I do," he replied.

The next day, the maid who came to wake the Count up and clean the bedroom let out a scream that resounded through the mansion.

The church that rushed to the church only found a black feather next to the earl's pillow, and when they tentatively tried to touch it, the feather suddenly turned into a blue flame and ignited instantly, engulfing the audience Everyone was scared out of their wits.

"I follow the will of the gods...to carry out the judgment at the end of the century..."

Hearing the low echo that seemed to come from the bottom of the abyss, the bishop of the church in Beicheng District was sweating profusely, and almost collapsed on the ground.

Ruined!

Wangdu Beicheng District, Viscount's Mansion.

Viscount Smit held a "banquet" at home and invited several nobles nearby to attend.Because of many unexpected incidents recently, many nobles temporarily stopped holding banquets in order to avoid the limelight. Finally, there was a courageous one, which naturally attracted a group of friends to come to join them.

"If you want me to say, they are cowards," Viscount Smit said contemptuously to a baron next to him, shaking the red wine in his glass, "Princes and dukes can earn a living just by collecting rent every year." It's ridiculous to spend millions of dollars and end up scared like this because of a murder."

"That's right," the baron agreed, "Who knows what they think? If I were them, I would have saved so much money, and I would definitely want to spend it. Go to the auction and buy a dozen slaves to enjoy! "

Just as he was talking, accompanied by a burst of cries and screams, several young girls who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old were dragged and dragged into cages on the stage by several strong servants.They were all yellow and thin, with poor clothes, and looked as thin as chicks.

However, the audience heard exclamations one after another, and the baron even looked at Viscount Smit with admiration: "You are really generous!"

"Where, this is just for fun." Viscount Smit drank the red wine in his glass. Although his mouth was modest, he still showed a smug expression, "Come on, let our 'little pet' !"

A wild dog that had been hungry for almost three days was chained and brought in front of everyone.

In order to make the game more "spectacular", the servant also deliberately whipped the wild dog a few times. Hunger and anger made it let out a low growl from its throat, and bent down anxiously, revealing a mouth full of saliva. canine teeth.

The girls screamed, hugged and shivered; while the nobles in the audience shouted excitedly, and some couldn't wait to ask the servants to buy some minced meat and let them throw them on the girls: "Tear me! Crush them! Quick!"

Of course, there are also those who are more sympathetic, and they got shields and daggers from the attendants, hoping that the girls can last longer.But no matter which side it is, it is Viscount Smit who benefits in the end—seeing these nobles being completely attracted by the "game" he set up, and donating generously without hesitation, he almost couldn't close his mouth with a smile Closed.

This is also the reason why "cockfighting" competitions are so popular among the aristocratic circles.

Even people who are not interested in such bloody scenes will participate in similar activities to join in the fun or to cling to the powerful; and if they can hold a competition at home, they will earn a lot of money, even more than being a robber!

Under the desperate eyes of the girls, the wild dog was forcibly dragged into the cage by two adult servants with a thumb-thick iron chain.Amidst the cheers of the surrounding crowd, it frantically shook its head, desperately trying to break free, tearing everyone in front of it to pieces.

"Sister, I'm afraid..." The youngest among them was only ten years old, and was held in the arms of the sisters, crying out of breath.Under her influence, low sobbing sounded quickly.

"Don't cry, what are you crying for!"

At this moment, a young girl with freckles wearing only dirty and tattered linen bravely stood up. She stared at the wild dog, her face was also pale, but she held the shield tightly in her hand, and bent down to make an uncomfortable gesture. In a too-standard defensive posture, he slowly picked up the dagger thrown by the noble in the iron cage with his other hand, and held it firmly in his hand.

"Stand up like a warrior!" she yelled hoarsely. "Kill it!"

Under her call, the girls gradually stopped crying and began to use various tools on the ground to protect themselves.But before they could react, the servant had already loosened the chain in his hand!

The runaway wild dog instantly erupted with trembling power, leaping out like a black lightning bolt, throwing down the leading freckled girl.It barked wildly, grinning its stinky teeth and was about to crush her neck, but the freckled girl quickly stuck the dagger into its teeth, and successfully smashed a back molar of the wild dog, causing it to groan. There was a terrible bark.

Viscount Smit immediately introduced to the other nobles: "I bought this from a certain tribe at a high price. I know a little bit of magic and have raised it for almost two years."

Attacks rained down on the wild dogs, but it was not so easy to deal with the ferocious wild dogs that were aroused. Soon someone was injured, and the bloody smell made the eyes of the hungry wild dogs glow green.

For a moment, there were cries and shouts in the iron cage.

The freckled girl who was torn off by a wild dog also couldn't hold on due to excessive blood loss and long-term malnutrition. She shook her body and half-kneeled in the iron cage. She had to use a shield to barely maintain her balance. .

"Maria..."

In a daze, she heard the voice of her parents calling her to go back to have dinner. The girl bit her lower lip tightly and pressed the shield hard on her bleeding wound. The pain made her look a little immature for a moment. Distorted, but it also stimulated the drowsy nerves—Maria roared, stood up abruptly, and took advantage of the opportunity of the wild dog turning its back to her, and slammed a dagger into the back of its head .

ended……

Seeing the wild dog fall down with reluctance to die, she also fell to her knees with a thud, showing the expression of the rest of her life after a catastrophe.

"Wait a minute," a nobleman in the stands raised his hand again, "I'll offer another fifty gold, plus a dog!"

Maria turned her head abruptly, unable even to muster up the strength to hate, just numbly watching the transaction involving their lives being completed under her nose.Seeing another hungry wild dog being brought into the iron cage, she wanted to stand up to fight, but she didn't even have the strength to pick up the shield.

"God of Light, please beg us!"

A girl prayed desperately behind her, and Maria thought indifferently, where is there a god in this world?

If there really are gods, why did they end up in this state?And the real villains don't get any punishment?

Seeing the wild dogs rushing towards her, Maria closed her eyes weakly.

Goodbye, Dad, Mom...

But what she waited for was not the sharp pain of sharp teeth sinking into flesh and blood, but a gentle embrace.

"You are very brave, my dear." The white-haired young man spread his wings, and showed a faint smile to the girl in his arms who was looking at him in disbelief, and stretched out his hand to gently wipe away the blood on her face.

"Good girl," he complimented.

Maria held her breath, looking at the dark wings behind him covering the sky and the sun, and the beautiful eyes as deep as the night, she felt that she had never seen such a beautiful person in her life.

"Are you...a god?" she asked cautiously.

"No," the white-haired youth replied in a young voice, "I am the most loyal believer of the gods. You can call me...the Angel of Vengeance."

He raised the crossbow/arrow in his hand, aimed at Viscount Smit who was panicking and wanted to get up and escape, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

An arrow pierced through his knee, Viscount Smit screamed and fell to the ground on the spot.

Seeing this, the nobles present immediately became a mess. They screamed and wanted to escape from the "monster" in mid-air, just like the girls who were locked in an iron cage just now, their expressions were terrified, and they completely lost their sanity and demeanor .

In this world, the system cannot be by his side all the time, but it also means that Lin Xiaodong can no longer worry about the request of the headquarters.

Go to hell with the kind of Lao Shizi who convinces others with virtue and repays grievances with virtue, he just wants to retaliate with an eye, let these beasts experience the taste of Feng Shui rotation!

The white-haired young man slowly landed on the ground with Maria in his arms, waved his hand, and a blue abyss of fire rose, blocking the nobles to death in this "banquet" venue with nowhere to escape.

He handed the crossbow/arrow in his hand to Maria, and said with a smile, "Do what you want, child."

Maria stared at him blankly.

Even though she is not yet an adult, Maria also knows that the angel in front of her is definitely not from the camp of light.Whether it's the dark aura lingering around him, or his style and way of doing things, it all shows that the young man is a demon from the abyss.

But... so what if it's a demon?

She clenched the crossbow/arrow in her hand, step by step, dragged her painful legs to Viscount Smit, who was wriggling and struggling like maggots on the ground, raised her arm, and aimed her aim at his chest.

Lin Xiaodong stood there silently, looking at her frail figure.

Even though he saw that the girl was unsteady halfway and almost fell down, she didn't have any intention of going up to help.He just stared at the long bloodstain on the ground where the girl walked out step by step, turned around and drove away all the nobles who came to watch this "cockfight" game with flames.

Before picking up people according to the list, let them run as hard as they can for a few kilometers.

What, you say you can't run?

That's embarrassing, burn your butt or run to vomit blood, choose the one yourself.

"no, do not want!"

On the other side, Viscount Smit looked at Maria who was walking towards him, trembling with fright, and crying bitterly to her, a humble slave knelt down and begged for mercy: "Please, share half of my property with you, okay?" Okay? All, it’s okay to give it all to you! As long as you let me go, I—”

His begging for mercy stopped abruptly.

Maria shot / pierced his chest.

Viscount Smit looked down at the big hole in his chest in disbelief, raised his head to stare at her, made two hecks in his throat, then tilted his head and fell to the ground, lifeless.

After confirming that he was dead, Maria collapsed on the floor in an instant, panting heavily.

She turned around and saw that there were only a few girls who could still stand in the iron cage. They were almost bruised and were being taken away by several armored knights for treatment. Suddenly, they wanted to cry, their noses were sour. of.

But when she saw those decent nobles who were showing off their power before being chased all over the field by a hellhound made of blue flames, she broke into a smile instantly, covered her mouth and laughed tremblingly. come the pain.

"Come with me." Lin Xiaodong stretched out his hand towards her.

He blamed himself a little. After all, he came a step late tonight and didn't save more people.But among these survivors, this girl with freckles really impressed him—she was a real warrior, a hundred times braver than many adult men Lin Xiaodong had ever seen.

Maria looked at the hands of the white-haired young man stretched out in front of her. There were not many gold, silver and jewelry decorations on his wrists, but Maria felt a little ashamed.She lowered her head, wiped her hands soaked in sweat and blood on the dirty clothes, and then carefully held Lin Xiaodong's hand.

She raised her head and looked at the side face of the white-haired young man, her eyes were full of reverence, enthusiasm and emotion.

"Follow my orders... my lord."

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The author has something to say:

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Fu Jian 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 13 bottles of imprint; 10 bottles of HERO; 9 bottles of Fujian; 5 bottles of tea Xiwen;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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