Just like outside the fortress, Murt's words were very appropriate and Loud could not find any fault with them. After all, he had reminded him so obviously, but someone was just stupid enough not to notice it at all.
Loud was so angry that his teeth were itching. He thought Murt did it on purpose to make him look bad in front of Lord Linn.
This is definitely a tough opponent to deal with! Thinking of this, Lord immediately turned around and boasted to Lin En about how he had just subdued William's double and the siege of a dozen burly men. Although he fell into the trap carefully set by the opponent, he also tried to delay a lot of time.
Lynn patted Lord on the shoulder and said a few words to comfort him. The situation was urgent and he had no time to explain too much. Of course, he would not blame the other party for making him so embarrassed.
Then, Lin En turned his gaze to the trembling fat man trapped in the underground palace below.
"This is William's stand-in, his real name is Dolar..." Murt quickly explained.
Lynn nodded. This stand-in really looked exactly like William. If you had to say the difference between the two, it was just that one was fatter and the other was thinner.
"How many people know of his existence?" Lin En asked thoughtfully.
"Among all of William's trusted subordinates, there are less than ten who know this," Murt responded.
Lin En was immediately relieved and threw the corpse in his hand directly into the underground palace.
The nearly 400-pound corpse fell heavily to the ground like a cannonball. Dolar, who was curled up in the corner, narrowed his pupils slightly. Although William's body had been burned beyond recognition and there were few pieces of good meat on his body, the huge size still allowed Ham to recognize it at a glance.
"I won't say anything more. It's up to you to decide whether to live or die!" Lin En looked down at the fat figure in the underground palace and said indifferently. "I'll only give you ten seconds to think about it!"
Dolar completely lost the arrogance he had when he threatened Lord with such a stern voice before. Without even a second's hesitation, he prostrated himself on the ground and immediately expressed his willingness to follow the great wizard forever and with utmost loyalty.
After all, working for someone is not a job, and he has no gratitude towards William.
Although William turned him from a commoner into a high and mighty stand-in who controlled the lives and deaths of thousands of people overnight, he also fed him into a huge, ugly fat man, and even used blood magic to control his life. It was impossible to say that he had no hatred in his heart.
"Very good." Lynn nodded with great satisfaction, and then let Lord and Murt pull the other party up.
"Thank you for saving me, Master Wizard! From now on, Dolar will serve you until his death..." After being pulled into the hall by two people with great difficulty, the short and fat Dolar rolled and crawled at Lin En's feet, nodding and bowing to please him.
This was how he had tried to please William before, but his overweight body made his movements seem a little ridiculous.
Lord looked at Doral with disgust, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart, how come these people were more skilled at flattering than himself? This made Lord feel that his position was strongly threatened.
Lin En was well aware of the little conflicts among the three people, but he didn't care. As long as it didn't affect the normal work, competition among his subordinates might not be a bad thing.
"Murter, Dolar, you will assist Lord in taking over the forces under William in the next few days. For those who you are not sure of winning over or hiding from others, just deal with them directly!"
"It's up to you to decide what to do and who to keep! But I don't want any accidents to happen!" Lin En warned.
Lin En nodded again, and then looked at the chubby Dolar. "Give me your hand!"
Dolar didn't quite understand what Lin En meant, but he still reached out his hand with a slight tremor.
Lynn grabbed the other's chubby right hand.
Dolar soon felt a strong stinging pain in his heart, and the flesh on his face trembled, but he dared not move. After Lin En let go of his hand, he found a flame mark on his right hand.
Unlike the mark on Lord's hand, this thing is not just a bluff, but a high-level use of alchemy. As long as Lin En thinks about it, it can be activated, and it will burst out with strong white phosphorus fire, devouring the opponent.
However, controlling life and death is not a foolproof method, so Lin En rarely uses this thing to threaten his own people, but Doral obviously does not have his trust yet.
"From today on, you are William, the real Viscount of the Empire, and the dead one is Dolar!" Lynn said word by word.
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In the next few days, with the help of a substitute and Murt, it was naturally easy for Lord to take over William's forces.
In just three days, those confidants who knew William's identity as a substitute were killed silently by their companions.
Of course, these are all small actions done in secret. On the surface, everything is normal, and the entire manor is still managed by the "Imperial Viscount".
Lin En did not intend to give up this line easily. After all, everyone in the kingdom knew that William was the most loyal supporter of the eldest prince Harold. This identity was very important. It was equivalent to having an insider around the two heirs of the kingdom! He could get information from both sides at any time.
During this period of time, Lynn was also busy studying another statue of the evil god looted from William's mansion, which was also the basis for the other party to use those strange blood magics.
When he was dealing with the Doomsday Cult in Greenriel City before, he also got a similar statue of the evil god. Unfortunately, he cut it in half with the [Space Vibration Wave] and the power inside it was lost.
But this evil god statue is still intact! From William's memory, it should be a guy called Blood God. The name doesn't sound good. He should be a guy who was defeated in the battle of faith and still has some power left.
It has to be said that William is still quite clever, or has a certain degree of self-awareness. He did not develop believers like the evil wizard Merck, but only learned some superficial blood magic from them.
Then, he used a special drink brewed from the blood of Warcraft as the source of his strength, bypassed the statue of the evil god, and possessed a combat power almost comparable to that of a second or third-ring shaping wizard... The price he paid was that he became as fat as a ball and used his body to store energy.
It was a pity that he was unlucky and died on the spot before he could fully exert his power after years of accumulation...
(End of this chapter)