Chapter 1 Exile! If You Travel Through Time, You Must Go to the Cursed Land

Field squeezed out a bright smile, waiting for the verdict of his father, Count Kurt.

His original name was Qin Hao, and he was from Huaguo on Blue Star. He had only been in this world for three days.

Good news: he was the descendant of the Count.

Bad news: he was very unwelcome.

"Field, you have grown up, like a mature lion, it's time to develop your own career." The middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes mixed inspiring words in his language, but the old Count spoke weakly and his expression was listless, and these words seemed like a joke.

Everyone present had a joke in their eyes.

The Count paused for a moment, his attention was not very focused, and when he came back to his senses, he actually forgot where he was talking.

The original owner was a very kind person. He gave the potion for awakening Dou Qi to his younger brother, and gave the opportunity to study at the Mage Academy to his younger sister. He could even treat any servant kindly. Logically speaking, such a good person should be respected. Unfortunately, he is a nobleman. From the perspective of a nobleman, the original owner is a cowardly and incompetent waste.

The mature woman next to the old earl is Field's stepmother.

The plump and beautiful young woman sat on the dignified second seat of the lord, elegantly picked up the teacup and kissed it, then put it down, and glanced at Field with her phoenix eyes. The ochre shadow outlined by the sun highlighted the high bridge of her nose. The stepmother raised her head proudly and almost put her chin to Field: "The Night Territory in the vast northern border will be your barony, which is enough for you to show your strength."

"Sure enough, even if you try your best to please everyone, you still can't avoid the fate of exile."

Slightly dizzy, the original owner died of illness after being bullied by everyone, but let herself take over this mess. Field bit his lips hard and barely stabilized his mind.

Then, Field sneered, the original owner was really stupid, wanting to survive among the nobles by kindness.

The stepmother glanced down carelessly and said, "Any opinions?"

"Huh~"

Squeezing out the anger in his heart, Field restrained his smile and responded in a flat tone: "As you wish, my father."

His cheap father has been squeezed dry by his stepmother, and he listens to his wife's arrangements in everything.

"Puff~ idiot!"

I don't know which relative laughed out loud, mixed with some sarcastic insults.

The North, inhabited by two major races, humans and orcs, is full of blood, violence and barbarity. Ten years ago, the Holy Griffin Empire used the corrupt haze to slaughter 300,000 orcs. It is probably full of dirty goblins and trolls.

Of course, the North is worse now.

The 300,000 orcs, as well as all humans and animals in the North, have all become corrupted creatures, hiding in the death haze for many years, becoming a synonym for purgatory on earth. The royal family organized three campaigns to recover lost territory, all of which ended in annihilation.

The territories in the North, big and small, are just lands that exist verbally, and even dogs don't go there.

Most of the time, no one will mention it.

It's a cursed land, or even worse. Even escaped serfs or criminals will not choose to run to the Night Territory.

It's okay, I still have a hang.

Field silently comforted himself, and with a thought, a transparent map popped up, and a slowly moving green dot was marked on the map.

"Go and prepare." The earl looked very tired and pale.

The stepmother on the side helped the earl up. The almost transparent silk pajamas made the earl's almost withered body seem to have a little motivation to move.

Field pursed his lips. His brothers and sisters all got rich fiefs. This old Deng said a few words that didn't hurt him and wanted to get rid of him. How could Field agree? He immediately put forward his request: "Father, I need your support. It's not easy to open up the Night Territory."

The stepmother's soft flesh squeezed on the earl's arm, and then narrowed her eyes seductively.

"Greed is not a virtue of the nobility, Field, you have already got enough." The Earl said without hesitation.

The family members on the side also cast contemptuous eyes.

"Going out with black hair and black pupils is simply a disgrace to the Ross family."

"Just a bastard!"

Black hair and black pupils are no longer a symbol of ancient nobility after the large-scale invasion of nomads in the East and the destruction of the ancient country in the inner sea.

Field was unhappy, and his eyes showed an angry light.

The birth of the original owner was obviously the fault of the Earl himself, why should he embarrass himself?

His mother was a maid in the castle. She came from the farther East and was sold to the castle as a rare slave by nomadic merchants. The Earl had the original owner after a night of hangover.

He was of low status, had no power from his mother's family, and inherited some of his mother's appearance.

This is another major reason why Field was excluded and despised.

"Five hundred gold coins, and you can bring your personal servants. I treat every child equally." The Earl left a word, and was supported by his stepmother and hurried back to the bedroom.

Field was very depressed. Five hundred gold coins sounded a lot, but investing them in the territory was just like a toothpick stirring a large vat, and it would only make a splash.

But it was better than nothing.

"Hey! Field, Night Territory is a good place. There is no sun all year round. It is a dark and rotten place, which matches your devilish eyes very well." Field's half-brother came up with a smile and said in an extremely exaggerated tone, "My fiefdom is not so good. Poor Fulan City is famous for beer and goats."

Field felt a surge of anger igniting in his heart, and his heart was boiling with oil. If the fiefdom was rotten, it would rot as well. As a time traveler, he had something to do.

But directly mocking his appearance made Field want to kill his eighteenth generation ancestor.

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In addition, the reason why Xiao Deng has fighting spirit is because of Field's kindness! When his younger brother's talent was extremely poor and he hid in a corner crying bitterly and was laughed at by others, it was Field who extended a helping hand.

"Go away!" Field didn't give him a good look.

"Remember the little girl with flaxen hair?" The younger brother didn't care about Field's face. He showed a weird smile and put it next to Field's ear.

Field squinted his eyes, and a smiling face appeared in his mind. It was the girl the original owner liked. Later, her naked body was found in the back alley of the tavern. The original owner was filled with grief and anger, and died of a serious illness, so Field was able to travel through time. .

The younger brother licked the corner of his mouth: "I did it. Her struggle was so exciting."

Field's pupils shrank sharply, and an emotion called shock grabbed his heart.

His younger brother, who had also just grown up, actually did such an animal thing. Although as a time traveler, the girl was just a stranger to him, but the act of randomly destroying other people's lives made Field feel more disgusted than ever.