''It seems that old Duke is not proceeding very well.'' George withdrew his gaze and urged the escorts to move on.
They came from the back side of the castle to the north side of the territory. It was not long before they heard a burst of cries and saw a pair of green eyes.
The cries of the ghosts had always been present in the fog, but here they became more pronounced. However the squires, ignorant and fearless, had long dismissed the cries as the sound of the wind - and even if that were true, there was still a great magus around, wasn't there?
So having experienced so many battles, they did not let that scare them. They quickly organized themselves in formation and prepared to meet the dozen or so zombies that had never been.
Now in the eyes of these people, the zombies at night were no different from crazy refugees.
However, the 'Great Magus student' was a bit nervous, he looked at the white thing floating above the corpses, raised the lord's sword in his hand and sang a hymn loudly.
It was as if he was cheering for himself again.
But this hymn of truth was different from the previous times it had been sung. The true words with the addition of mana were far more powerful than the empty ones sung.
The light of dawn suddenly pierced through the mist and shone through. Those zombie corpses that lunged in the midst of this hymn suddenly screamed in terror, and along with that even more mournful hiss over them, the white shadow burned directly in the midst of the light!
Looking at the confused enemies, the knight roared and led his squires in a direct charge, as if they had pushed aside a pile of blocks, killing those enemies who were far more than twice their size in pieces.
Many of the vampires were skewed and rushed up, and a few on the edge even covered their faces as they started to flee with stumbling steps. They wanted to get away from the sound and light in the panic. However, they were chased by the squires who had their hands free, and several forks were stabbed down.
This last battle went incredibly well.
For George had become a true priest, and he was no longer leading refugees and bandits, but brave soldiers.
After the battle, George looked at the puddle of white ash on the ground for a long time and finally put them into a small bag.
Among some rumors, the wizards were able to make use of many strange and weird things. So the next time adventurers come, if there are wizards, even if they can't recruit, maybe they can also use this stuff for some money...
Well, maybe the special merchants will also take it.
He now has more than two hundred pieces of silver fox left. If there are lords in other territories, the silver can still be exchanged for something. Although food and other things, the price of goods may become oddly high. But goods like serfs, the price should not rise too high only.
After all, in this chaotic world, the most redundant thing is people.
There are more women than men in the territory now, and there are less people to work for...''
Calling up those escorts, George and them started to walk back. By now it was almost dawn. Although in the fog, the morning came late, but the residents are up early.
Thinking of this, George walked while pulling out the scrolls and checked the residents' movements.
He found that less than half of the residents were out, most of them were still in the house.
It looked like those outside were making a fire and cooking, but a dozen or so seemed to be heading for the mill. And along the way, they also called those who were not out of the house together.
''It's true that they went to the barn... You guys are really good, you didn't disappoint me, huh... But it's not fun when too many people die, after all, they are all my laborers ah.'' George shook his head, and his gaze turned grim.
Without thinking much, he could guess what was happening.
The people with more food didn't want to participate in the labor and didn't turn in their food - so there wasn't enough food in the morning.
He had always used the worst thinking to figure out those foolish people, so his mind had already been prepared. But after verifying it, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed again.
''Heh heh, you guys are really treating yourselves as the people of God and as the owner of the shelter. After hearing that there is food in the barn, you dare to open the barn privately without waiting for the lord's command... Since you guys are cooperating like this, don't blame me later.'' George laughed coldly, suppressed the anger in his heart, and quickened his pace.
...
In front of the mill.
Duke's heart was anxious.
How could he not understand why things had evolved into this way.
He felt something was wrong when those few villagers shouted because there was not enough food.
Yet things were still beyond his control.
When those few people went towards the mill, Duke had shouted to the villagers to stop them. Yet the villagers who had gathered around had their heads down, and no one responded to him. No one even touched his gaze.
He could only lead the few people around him to pull forward, but the number of people who did not listen was increasing. Some even began to insult them who came later (even old Duke was counted as an outsider), saying that they did not think about the people inside the village at all and wanted to starve the children to death.
"Why doesn't the lord of the lord give out food and compete with us poor people for food? We are working for him!"
"You're talking nonsense! Daniel!" Duke pointed at the guy he had seen since he was a kid and was so angry he couldn't speak.
Along the way, his throat has been shouted dry, but the guys who agreed with the mob is more and more. In the end, even those who originally respected him are no longer listening to him, and the words are getting harder and harder to hear.
Some people even began to distort the facts, saying that the good Lord Lord is actually going to open the barn. And old Duke now prevented everyone from opening the barn, purely because he wanted to show himself to the lord lord.
Duke angry beard string, last night in his door-to-door persuasion, conveying the Lord's words, everyone is very obedient, seem to be very understanding. But when this morning, when those people saw the scattered food, it was completely different.
Those who got up the earliest and were the most active were the guys with the least food. Originally they also expected to be able to dip in the daytime - this everyone's food is put together, how they can not be hungry. So both to be able to eat and get God's praise, who would be happy to change.
But this group of the poorest guys in the village, even if the things are turned in, and how much can be?
Originally was indeed able to eat a full meal, even at night can also eat a meal.
But when some 'smart people' who had food in their hands but deliberately hid it and mixed in the group joined, there was really not enough food.
This made all the people who got up in the morning have complaints, that is, blame those neighbors who did not come out, but also blame the lord did not distribute food.
The first to get up to call the board, is that those villagers who hid food, especially Daniel the village of a few lazy people. Not only that, they also took the lead, those hiding in the house, looking for various reasons to shirk today's work also called together.
Those who are hiding in the house, when they do not intend to work, there are many reasons - to prevent leakage, we must first repair today, and then go to work later. Or feed the chickens in the past, the morning meal will not be eaten - as for the submission of food, it is natural to wait a while, or cry poor.
What's more, when you hear really want to collect food, you just lock the door - when people come knocking on the door, simply pretend that there is no one inside the house, they have answered the call to go outside to work - see how diligent I am!
These villagers are indeed very smart.
In their view, the old Duke is their village inside the people, should naturally take care of themselves.
And the lord is a great good man, God is also sheltered them. They are not like those bad lords and evil gods as unreasonable. So even if you 'temporary things', today did not turn in food, did not participate in labor. What could these good lords and good gods do to them?
But when they heard someone shouting to open the barn, these should be no one inside the house, but all out of the people.
More active than everyone else!
Now the village people are gathered around the barn, but, in reality, most people are just watching and lively, there are not many people who really want to make trouble in their hearts.
They seem neutral, not to take a stand on what Daniel said, to the old Duke's call also remained silent.
But in the eyes of the mob, these people have become their own accomplices! And this silence of theirs, with those stares, became a concern and encouragement to themselves!
Accomplice more, this natural boldness. More eyes, the people being watched will go to do something.
So, the mill also dared to go open.
At the end of the day, it was left to Duke a man blocking the door. Those few hunters as later outsiders, also did not dare to dispute with so many people - these have never dealt with the beast, have not experienced this kind of thing hunters anxiously sweating, but did not dare to raise the bow and arrow to their own village. Even their now dizzy head inside, can not tell whether to open the barn or not.
Two hunters ran out and tried to go to the lord of the lord to do it. The mob saw this scene, and did not bother to talk nonsense with Duke, directly pushed him to the ground with a hand, intended to open the door.
Just at this time, a thin girl rushed over, dead in front of the door, stammered and shouted.
"No, can not open, eat... Evil demon... Cannibal... Monster! Eating people!!!"