Volume 1 Chapter 173 Let's work, nobles
The guests of the Land of Grace have already settled down in small buildings haphazardly built by goblins and dwarves.
The nobles have no way of speaking out about their sufferings.
No matter where they went, they had never been treated like this. Some nobles had been captives, but even as captives, they were able to have three meals a day, good wine and delicious food.
But the land of grace is not accustomed to them.
When they lived in the land of God's grace, they tried to go out as little as possible.
Whenever they go out, they are inevitably mocked by goblins and dwarves, and threatened by cyclops from time to time...As for the berserkers? They just avoid them.
The most important thing is not this, but - there is no food provided in the Land of God's Grace!
Some of the thin-skinned nobles have been hungry for the entire day and are questioning their lives all the time.
Of course, there were also some shameless nobles who would go downstairs and ask questions of the foreigners they met.
Now, another shameless nobleman came downstairs and stopped a dwarf. In comparison, the dwarf was relatively gentle.
"That dwarf friend? I wonder if there is a place to eat in the Land of God's Grace?" the noble asked with a shy smile.
"Eat?" the dwarf shook his head.
"Yeah...Gurgle--" The nobleman was still talking when his stomach rumbled.
"Tsk, useless human!" The dwarf sneered disdainfully: "In our land of God's grace, if you don't work, you won't have food to eat! Don't you know that labor is the most glorious? No wonder you humans are so despicable!"
"I..." The noble was stunned.
"Want to eat? Go outside the city and move bricks, otherwise, you won't have any food!" After the dwarf said this coolly, he walked with his short legs, singing a little tune, and went to move bricks.
Inside the small building, the nobles gathered in the hall.
Their faces were solemn; in the past they were fighting for a living, but now they had to survive.
A noble stood at a table and asked in a deep voice: "Everyone, is there anyone who has brought food that can help our compatriots? I am willing to pay 10,000 gold coins for a meal!"
The nobles looked at each other and questioned each other.
But the final result is nothing.
Who among you here is not a noble who enjoys life every day? Who would bring food with them?
Even if there was some delicious food, it would have been eaten up long ago.
Moreover, the journey was not far, and they did not bring enough dry food.
"Gululu——"
A hungry sound was heard, setting off a chain reaction.
The nobles blushed.
The nobleman standing at the highest position took a deep breath, his face solemn.
"Everyone, we are now at the brink of life and death. If we don't work hard, we will all starve to death." The noble took a deep breath and said loudly: "Let's go to work. I have asked my subordinates to go to Nystad Territory to buy food. They will be back in about a day. We only need to work for a day to fill our stomachs, and everything will be fine. We will hold out for a while, and at most in five days, our troops will be able to gather in Nystad Territory and head to the Land of God's Grace."
The nobles looked at each other again.
After some thought, I finally gave in.
If you don't eat, you will die...
"This place of God's grace is so dark!"
The nobles had bitter faces and all came out from other rooms, bringing their subordinates to the construction site of the Land of Divine Grace and began to move bricks.
In the Land of Grace, the principle of "whoever works gets to eat" prevails. They want their subordinates to bring them food? That is impossible.
As for hunting?
As long as they are not afraid of some powerful monster appearing in the mountains and eating them, then go ahead...
The little guys raised by Lin Qi are now the kings.
......
Unlike these poor nobles, a banquet was being held in the castle.
Lynch finally stepped out of his house...
This was his own initiative; he never missed an opportunity to eat something good.
There is a long table in the castle hall.
It was filled with all kinds of simply roasted Warcraft meat, sprinkled with some special spices used by the dwarves, and the aroma of meat was overwhelming.
"Sir...According to custom, you should toast now..."
Paul sat on Lynch's left and whispered to Lynch, who had taken off his mask and was gnawing on the beast meat.
Paul was still a little envious of Lynch. Most of the smiling people could not take off their masks because of their identities.
But Lynch is different.
He has already taken off his mask openly!
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Qi raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the people at the table.
Marcus, the 'Four Who Can't Eat', the three patriarchs (the stick is too big to fit in), Wheeler and Sam, and some powerful nobles.
Lynch was speechless. From the moment they met, these nobles had nothing but flattery to offer.
When I sat at the table and took off my mask to eat, everyone kept staring at me, as if there was something dirty on my face.
He casually picked up a handkerchief, wiped the oil off his mouth, frowned, raised the cup, and said, "Drink."
After saying this, he drank it all in one gulp and picked up the piece of meat that he had not finished eating.
Fighting flesh is much more interesting than staring at these people.
"You have no manners! I am the king, you have to wait until I finish drinking before you can drink! You will be crucified if you do this, you white-haired weirdo!"
Just as the nobles were holding their wine glasses, at a loss, a childish voice rang out.
Everyone present stopped in their tracks.
The nobles' faces turned pale instantly.
"Bang——"
The Furious Four slammed their hands on the table, narrowly avoiding flipping it over.
“Ss ...
The white cloth that Marcus had wrapped around the giant sword exploded instantly, and the giant sword flashed with a cold light.
“Huff—Huff—”
White smoke came out of Da Hammer's nostrils, and his eyes turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Stupid human, how dare you humiliate my eldest brother in front of me?!!"
"Bang——"
Dao Ge ignored Sister Ni's obstruction and jumped off the chair, causing it to fall to the ground.
"You lowly human king have no right to humiliate his master in front of the goblins!"
A black light flashed behind Bobo, and the puppets had surrounded the entire hall.
Hundreds of magic scrolls above the extraordinary level were pulled by his gray energy lines, flashing with cold light.
“Bang!”
“Wow—”
Under the pressure of the powerful man's aura, the little king fell from his chair to the ground.
There were cries of terror.
"Mr. No. 1, please rest assured that we will definitely give you an explanation!"
In this tense atmosphere, Wheeler stood up with a frown, not paying any attention to the crying little king.
He lowered his head, bent over and spoke to Lin Qi sincerely.
Everyone turned their eyes to Lynch.
The nobles were worried. They thought it didn't matter if the little king died. After all, he was still young, and it could be easily cured by just saying he was sick.
Their only fear is that something like this will get to them.
Wheeler's mind was also a little confused. He had reminded the little king many times, such as "Be respectful when meeting Mr. No. 1", but the little king forgot it as soon as he turned around.