Chapter 330 The Noble Who Killed

In the world of Faerun, the strength of a country depends on the strength of the country's strong defenders, but the prosperity of a country depends on the nobles who rule the poor.

After coming to the Maple Leaf Kingdom, seeing a small town with excellent geographical location, resources and environment reduced to the level of a refugee camp, Punk knew that there must be a big problem with the noble class and the strong class in this country.

Sure enough, before Punk asked Ben Rachel to hurry up, something that seemed normal in this small town happened in broad daylight.

An ugly but gorgeously dressed young man swaggered down the street in an extremely arrogant manner. His eyes swept viciously at the crowd of poor people who were huddled in the corner. Treating living people is like picking goods among garbage.

I saw this fierce man patrolling among a group of shivering poor people. When he saw an old man wrapping a child's body tightly in tattered linen clothes, the eyes of the impatient man suddenly lit up:

"Hey! Wake up, old man!"

Without warning, the man kicked the old man in the corner fiercely, and then said viciously and loudly:

"Hey, old man, it's you, don't hurry up and pay the poll tax, don't you want to live, huh?"

This ugly man was obviously a son of a nobleman who came to collect taxes. Seeing his domineering appearance, the poor people around him just cowered, not daring to breathe.

The old man who had been kicked on the ribs almost couldn't catch his breath, but in order to avoid being kicked again, he had no choice but to get up hard, and while tightly hugging the tightly wrapped little girl in his arms, he seemed to be flattered. The noble man begged for mercy:

"My lord, I'm just a sick old man, and there's only a piece of bark left on my body. I... I don't have poll tax!"

The hands of the old man who finished speaking these words have already started to tremble. If there is no accident, that fierce nobleman will definitely fight angrily, and he will not stop until he beats someone to death.

Speaking of which, this noble man knows better than anyone else that these poor people can no longer squeeze out more wealth, and he usually comes here to collect taxes more for the fun of beating people.

But today, the aristocratic man unexpectedly did not do anything. He even showed a weird smile when he looked at the ragged old man.

"Hey, old man, you're very lucky. The Kingdom's conscription team came again yesterday. The child in your arms looks a bit pretty. It just so happens that the conscription team lacks a lot of places for "consolation girls". You hand her over. This month's poll tax will be exempted!"

"Ah? This... This is absolutely not allowed"!

Hearing the aristocratic man's words, the skinny old man's face changed drastically, and the little girl in his arms trembled with fright. In this "slum", who doesn't know what the so-called army "comforts girls" for? If you are taken away, life will definitely be worse than death.

The pale-faced old man immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, but the nobleman ignored the old man's begging at all. He pushed the old man away roughly, and dragged the little girl who was hiding in the old man's arms.

"Hey, I can't tell that this is still a little beauty, I have to play with it before I give it to those reckless men in the army, hahahaha"!

"No, Niwei, don't take Niwei away!"

"Grandpa, grandpa save me, I don't want to be a consolation girl, save me!"

Regardless of the blood coughed up by the old man who fell to the ground, the old man rushed towards the noble man again, but how could the old man who hadn't eaten for a few days be the opponent of the young and strong noble man? The noble man fell to the ground.

For a moment, the whole corner fell into chaos, the little girl's mournful cry, the old man's begging, and the noble man's triumphant laughter were in a mess.

Compared with the chaos in the corner, the civilians around were all unrelated and silent. The dozen or so poor people leaning against the wall outside were silently wrapped in sackcloth, as if they didn't know anything.

However, just when the noble man was about to pick up the little girl and leave, a thick palm was silently placed on his shoulder:

"Hey, the world is already so dark, don't start with the only little light, even if it is necessary to pay taxes, there is no reason to harm innocent children!"

The tone of the sigh was a bit low and hoarse, but the terrifying power made the noble man almost collapse on the ground.

There is no doubt that the person who made the move now is Ben Rachel who finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Punk guessed right, although this fat old man usually has nothing to do with carelessness and kindness, but only when facing children, Ben Rachel is like a different person, and the whole camp will instantly Change, even in the face of Ben Rachel, who can easily abandon the apprentices he has accepted, once he meets a child, he will immediately look like a Madonna possessed, and he looks like a subversive personality.

Seeing that Ben Rachel is going to be very serious about meddling in his own business, the punk who finds it troublesome has no reason to stop him, but speaking of it, he also wants to know what happened in this country from the mouths of these poor people and this nobleman. It is a bit puzzling that the kingdom of the samurai as the strong protector is so dark.

Punk, who was aroused a little bit of interest, simply stood at the entrance of the alley and watched Ben Rachel show off (ke) (jin) God (zhuang) in front of the refugees.

The aristocratic man who was frightened half to death by Ben Rachel's slap became angry in the next second. Perhaps the nobleman inherited the arrears of IQ from the inbreeding in order to ensure the "pure blood" to this man. Perhaps it was because of Ben Rachel's rough production His robes really don't look gorgeous. Of course, it's more because this noble man is not a professional, he doesn't know that he is facing this extremely powerful master spellcaster who has already lost his temper.

Under the impulse of becoming angry from embarrassment, this guy punched Ben Rachel without hesitation:

"Damn untouchable, you..."

"call"!

The second half of the nobleman's words did not come out in time, because at the moment when he tensed his muscles, the flames released by Ben Rachel instantly evaporated the ugly nobleman.

Well, I have to admit that this idiot is really capable of killing people. If his target today is just an ordinary woman, maybe Bin Rachel, who is looking forward to the reception of Jonny Zodas, will not bother at all. No matter, but unfortunately, the target of this guy's murder is a little girl, and he even wants to make the little girl a "comfort girl" in front of Ben Rachel! After very successfully provoking Ben Rachel, this noble man who wanted to die dared to attack a master-level powerhouse. To such an extent, his death was really not wronged at all.