Chapter 148 Dragon Dance

In the Viscounty of Winlani, a new treasurer has taken office.

The former housekeeper was dismissed and punished, along with many former staff members were also taken down, and some positions were replaced with new members. Since then, except for the eldest Miss Gewell, all the managers and administrative staff in the territory have been replaced, and the faces of the past have never been seen again.

On the lawn next to the mansion, Gavier, Lubin, and the knight played by Roland Hill sat around the round table.

It is rare to be sunny today, and the warm sunshine is shining, making people feel warm.

Yiena carefully poured tea for the three of them, and then stood quietly by the side.

"This time, I have to thank Mr. Lubin for helping me expose the butler's face." Gavier held the teacup and warmed her slightly cold fingers.

"It's not just me alone, I just happened to be pushed out to speak." Lubin shook his head modestly, and then briefly introduced the current situation in the Lower Territory to Gavier.

"Because of the reform of the guards and the tax system, the territory is now much more peaceful and stable, and everyone is no longer as nervous as before."

"I'm finally relieved." Gavier pressed her chest lightly, expressing her relief.

"Thank you Mr. Wuming, and Mr. Lubin's efforts. I did nothing but enjoyed the praise."

"Don't worry, you will be busy in the future." The knight shook his head.

"Then I'll do my best to look forward to the task that the lord has given me." Gavier also smiled. The eldest lady seems to be accustomed to getting along with this knight recently, and she is no longer as restrained as she was at the beginning.

"I'm sorry that my father has brought many misfortunes to everyone. Although I don't like him very much, since I inherited the name of Wenlani, I will also bear the corresponding responsibility."

"There are actually very few nobles who think like the eldest lady." Lu Bin looked at this simple and beautiful noble girl with emotion.

"Oh, isn't this a basic obligation? I read it like this." Gavier rarely went out, and most of the knowledge and worldviews were built on the collection of books in the lord's room.

"Perhaps there was such a wonderful time a long, long time ago." Lubin explained.

"But in reality, nine out of ten nobles I met were incompetent, or bad."

"Eldest Miss has too high expectations for other nobles."

"Perhaps in your opinion, as a noble, you should be a role model, virtuous and wise, heroic and resolute."

"But in fact, nobles are also people. Most people are not so good. They will not become smart and diligent because of their background. Instead, because of better conditions, they will easily lose their sympathy and become lazy."

"I think you should have also experienced that when you were a child, as a child, it was a critical moment for the formation of a person's character."

"If a child does various things without being scolded or punished, will he become bold and flamboyant? If he bullies others and enjoys happiness, but no one will stop him, will he become accustomed to it? "

"Indeed, some nobles with good family style will strictly educate them, but there will be more nobles who spoil and indulge their children, and once such children grow up, they will not strictly educate their children."

"Without supervision and corresponding punishment, the character of the nobles will slowly decline until the day they fall into the abyss." Lubin explained the source of the gradual corruption of the imperial system from another angle.

Compared with the fierce competition in the center of the imperial capital, the nobles of the border fiefs will degenerate faster. They are like kings in the mountains, unattended and maintained only by themselves. Once the consciousness is no longer, it is a collapse-like decline.

In the southern border far away from the center of the empire, there are not a few nobles like this, and because of this, such scenes are always being staged.

After the beginning of spring, spring farming began in the large and small fiefs of Longjiao Province, and along with the caravans selling farm tools and seeds, more people gradually learned about what happened in the Viscounty of Wenlani.

In the hidden corner where the guards were not visible, some discussions and discussions were going on slowly. They did not say nerve-racking words like the uprising at the beginning, but simply helped each other.

If the guards scavenge your home, at least some like-minded partners will come over to help you through the storm.

Such a small organization gradually spread across the province, and the guards and nobles were still unaware and continued to live a life of pleasure in the past.

After all, who would want to climb mountain roads and visit door-to-door in the cold season.

But the food and words that were sent to the withered hands moved the broken hearts one by one.

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Chixin Province, the capital of the Baska family in the past.

Although it was the season when the cold snow had not yet dispersed, the atmosphere was burning, and the sound of the dragon's roar made the world within sight tremble. From time to time, burning flames streaked across the sky, falling to the ground, setting off a burst of heat.

The wind and dust blowing in front of you made people feel warm and suffocated. Even though the skin on the front half was a little hot, the back was still cold.

"Charge!" Facing the waves of fire, a soldier in armor held up his shield and advanced among the scorched earth and debris, while the charred corpses remained on the edge of the road.

Between these lofty peaks, there are strong castles branched out, and down the hillside, legions march forward in formation, and the swimming magic shines on the soldiers, like a thin layer of armor, isolated The scorching fire waves scattered everywhere.

They are arranged in a tight formation, although it is easy to be burned by the dragon's fire breath, but at least in the resonance

Under the cooperation, it is not completely incapable of resistance.

"Edict, Lightning Spear!"

Beneath the mountain where the dragon hovered, a flickering figure swam rapidly, and the spear in his hand was like a part of his body, waving in the air, splitting the surging waves of oncoming fire.

Sequence of War 6: The Sword of Thunder, Sinclair, a hero famous on the battlefield, is also the commander of the elite corps.

As the shining general entered the field, the soldiers on the field seemed to come alive. The shining heart of resonance, accompanied by the rush of thunder, swam on the ground until the general star jumped up on the ground and galloped. The spear blade ripped apart the dragon wings that covered the sky.

"Damn." The Baska knight on the dragon's back frowned and shouted angrily.

Immediately, the giant dragon fluttered its wings again and ran to the higher sky.

Brilliant crimson dragon wings shade the sun, hovering at the top of the sky, allowing light and shadow to alternate from time to time, changing the landscape of the earth.

The fiery red dragon spear was circling, falling down like fire, it was the sound of piercing the earth, and finally a huge wave of fire engulfed everything.