"Bullshit! Soone! Get soone! Beat this bastard to death! Hit him!"
The noblewon suddenly lost their composure, their faces twisted in rage as they scread like mad.
"You’re interfering with the developnt of human civilization and art! What you’re doing is a serious cri!
Wait! Ouch! My eyes! Ouch! My leg! Don’t hit! Don’t hit anymore!"
Aganfu didn’t even finish speaking before he took a punch to the eye.
After that, he felt countless punches land on his body.
The conflict fully erupted, and he and several half-beastn were quickly overwheld, their cries of pain echoing incessantly.
When the sun set.
The noblewon paused and warned:
"Aganfu! This is our final warning! If you dare to let your elves continue to dance and seduce n, next ti will be the day you die! Do you understand?
Don’t think that bastard Ireland will back you up! That old fool! I’ve already had my father warn him! If he dares to obstruct again, I’ll make sure he pays! Hmph!"
This was the wife of Viscount Ireland, a bejeweled noblewoman in her forties.
"..."
Aganfu and several half-beastn were now covered in bruises, blood streaming from their mouths and noses, looking as if half their lives were gone, completely unable to respond.
Seeing them like this, the group of won felt unsatisfied and even spat on them several tis before leaving.
After quite a while, one of the half-beastn wobbled up from the ground, ca to Aganfu’s side, and helped him up, struggling to say:
"Why are these human won so brutal? Even our half-beastn won aren’t like this! Damn it! I almost got beaten to death!"
"Ouch~ Ouch~ Go... find a carriage, and then take to... to... the Sun Divine Hall... find a priest, I... need healing..."
Aganfu moaned continuously, his face full of pain.
The half-beastman forced himself to gather his strength, ran outside to find a carriage, and then, together with the coachman, carried him up to go to the Sun Divine Hall for treatnt.
After spending 10 Silver Rable, Aganfu finally recovered so strength, lying on his villa’s sofa.
The living room of the whole villa was already filled with injured half-beastn and so fearful elves.
"What should we do now? Those savage human won have warned us... if we ignore this ti, next ti definitely more people will die.
Several brothers here have had their hand bones and leg bones shattered, regular divine skills can’t restore them.
And two half-beastn have directly gone to et their ancestors!
It’s truly hateful! They didn’t die on the battlefield, yet died inexplicably at the hands of these won!"
One of the half-beastn roared angrily.
"Pah! Those damn crazy won! Do they know the stupid things they’re doing? Fine! Very well! Don’t let us continue business!? Then let’s see!
You all imdiately go back! Return to the Green Forest! Tell the master everything!! I want them to pay!"
Aganfu slamd the table and chair in anger and shouted.
.............
Several days later.
With a roar.
Land descended from the sky. He had just flown around in a great mood and returned to the Green Forest, ready to enjoy a delicious al.
But a group of half-beastn blocked the entrance to his treehole residence.
One of them shouted as soon as he saw Land:
"Master! Master! It’s bad! Sothing terrible has happened!"
This shout imdiately made Land’s heart instinctively jump. This phrase, it seed familiar?
His brows furrowed upwards, and he looked down at this seemingly insignificant half-beastman compared to him. His super mory allowed him to instantly recognize the half-beastman as one sent to serve Aganfu.
Did sothing happen with Aganfu?
His eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a fierce light.
Who the hell dared to ss with his cash cow, he would claim their life!
"Speak! What exactly happened!"
Land imdiately growled.
The half-beastman instantly recounted everything, and Land, after listening, was so angry that two streams of fire spewed from his nostrils, yet he didn’t impulsively charge over to massacre them but instead instructed the half-beastman to inform Aganfu, telling him to investigate Ireland City’s influence clearly and then return!
Thus, several weeks passed again.
In the Green Forest, on the grassy ground.
Sitting around here were a large and two small three-headed Giant Dragons, along with a group of half-beastn, Aganfu himself, and Yakus.
In the central position, Land crouched, his crimson gaze continuously scanning Aganfu and others, slowly speaking:
"Is everything investigated clearly? How many troops does Viscount Ireland have in the city? Advanced professionals?"
"Master! Everything has been investigated!
Viscount Ireland has five thousand soldiers; there are three Great Mages, two Great Warriors, and several other advanced professionals throughout the city. There are a full five Dragon-Hunting Crossbows.
However, among those advanced professionals, only about three or four are truly loyal to Viscount Ireland."
Aganfu’s voice beca more subdued as he spoke.
Everyone present understood what these figures represented.
This signified that the opposing force greatly outstripped theirs!
To deal with such a formation, probably only Legendary Level powerhouses could do it!
But did their master... possess legendary power?
"Tss..."
Land’s nostrils sprayed two streams of heat, his expression sowhat indescribable:
"Aganfu, you’ve done well! Afterwards, just head directly to other aristocratic domains to prosper."
"Then... what about Viscount Ireland over there? Are we just going to let them slide?"
"Of course that’s not possible! It’s always been , Land Saphis Oakben, bullying others! When has anyone ever bullied ! This ti is no exception!"
"Land, do refrain from being impulsive! The opposite is, after all, a longstanding Viscount; if war directly erupts, we’re likely not opponents."
Yakus frowned and had to remind.
Having lived in the Green Forest for several months, he roughly had the strength of the place in mind. Apart from Land, their strength wasn’t particularly great.
But the potential is enormous!
Because there are as many as three-headed dragons!
As long as these three-headed dragons continue to grow, dealing with a re Viscount’s domain is basically no problem, but that isn’t now!
They have to patiently continue growing!
Yakus hopes his newly joined influence won’t suffer heavy losses due to small matters, nor to perish...
"Yakus! The human view indeed limits you!
What do you think war is?
Both sides gathering all their might, then colliding amid roars and cheers? Wielding blades in hands, swinging magic staffs to cast spells?
No! No! No! No! A real war is never such a shallow thing!"
Land revealed a peculiar smile that made others baffled.
"Then what is war in your view?"
"Have you heard of this saying?
The truth of war is only held within the range of the cannon!
And I! Land Saphis Oakben have mastered the absolute truth!"
"You speak of cannons? I’ve heard of this, seemingly an invention of the Goblin Empire, with long-range strike capabilities, substantial power, comparable to Third Ring Fireball Skill.
But what does it have to do with truth?"
Yakus was sowhat confused.
"Don’t understand? It doesn’t matter! Not long from now, I think you’ll understand! Heh heh heh~"
Land coldly laughed, in many people’s puzzled gazes, flapped the Dragon Wings, soared up into the sky, and disappeared.
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