"That's strange, why hasn't President Yue come back yet today?"
Elisa was getting sleepier and sleepier. After all, she was a human lord, not a "night owl" dark elf... At this moment, she felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier... She also wanted to provide some emotional support for Su Yue, such as cooking some meals for dinner.
But she had just been through a battle.
She fell asleep soon after.
Not long after, Jin Xiuer came over: "Where did Master go? Why isn't he here tonight?"
Europa: "He slept at the Countess's."
"Oh no, how could this be?!"
"I'm almost at the next level! But since I can't absorb spiritual energy, my advancement speed has slowed down again..."
Europa looked at the succubus in front of him with a cold expression. The two of them, one an angel and the other a demon, naturally did not need much sleep or rest.
On the other side,
Her pale skin was folded.
Joanna laughed and said, "You have quite a large army of archers."
"..."
So the night passed like this.
In the dark stable,
A textile worker from Bruzhehei, his eyes filled with dejection, said angrily, "Before, our wages were at least twice that of ordinary workers. We could live in decent houses and have a decent life. Although it was tiring, there was still hope..."
A commoner said absentmindedly, "I cannot betray Lord Canaan, it is impossible."
"Brother, brother, you're my best brother, have you forgotten, Dahl?"
The common farmer was forced to retreat step by step.
The weaver from Bruj laughed and said, “You will wear the most expensive clothes and costumes, and then follow the great shepherd bishop to conquer the capital of the empire. At that time, you will have women, wine, bread, or anything else you want.”
“But we have settled down in Canaan and are living in peace. Our lord has not let us go hungry. We have cultivated a lot of farmland and there is so much food that we can eat our fill without any limit.”
Upon hearing this voice, the textile worker was clearly enraged: "How dare you be so stubborn!"
In the past, he could have easily fooled people with just a little bit of nonsense.
His friends all joined the rebel cause and started an uprising together. However, when he found six or seven people in the Canaanite territory, they all refused his request to betray them. It was outrageous and despicable!
Why are the Canaanite troops so difficult to turn?
"This is clearly not normal..."
The textile workers in Bruzh wanted to continue talking, but the farmer-groom said in the darkness, "I need to rest. I should go."
"Dardaniyan, you can't leave!"
"Ah! You, you..."
The cold, sharp blade was pulled from the hand of the weaver from Bruj, gleaming coldly in the night. He said, "Now I'm giving you two choices: death, or betraying the Canaanite territory! If you don't betray the Canaanite territory, you will die."
The farmer trembled violently, his pupils twitching wildly: "I...I choose to die."
"What?!!"
These ordinary farmers are usually the least opinionated, yet this man before them would rather die than betray Su Yue, the lord of Canaan?!
What exactly did he give you in return?
"I...I cannot betray the lord!"
At that moment, while the imperial traitors in Bruzh were still in a state of shock, the farmer suddenly ran towards the stables...
"Don't run away!"
"Lord Sleipnir, save me!!" Canaanite farmer Daldanian cried out to the stables, trembling.
He was now cornered.
In the stables, thousands of horses formed a huge circular space... Lords would wage war and raid, and rebels would naturally hope to send spies and refugees to investigate the strengths and weaknesses of the Canaanite territory, and even to plot within the territory of Su Yue.
They instigated a rebellion, and gradually formed a force capable of supporting the imperial rebels.
This is something every lord, even those from different races, would do; it's just that high elves from different races often bribe the lords of human empires to do things for them, and then promise them benefits and power.
However, traitors rarely meet a good end.
Even if these human traitors manage to enter elven society, their lives may not be very pleasant, and they might even be stripped of all the promises they were promised.
The weaver from Bruj also knew that he was doing a high-risk, high-reward business. As a traitor to the human race, he went to the Canaanite territory to turn the farmers and enemies of the Canaanite territory against him.
It's obviously a dangerous activity; otherwise, he wouldn't only be active at night!
He was terrified when the empire was defeated.
At this moment, it was clear that the farmer, Dardanian, was trying to escape!
He immediately gave chase, intending to kill him to silence him. "That damned Dar! He actually knew I was a rebel from the Empire, coming to Canaan to instigate others, and he dared to refuse? Didn't he know I would kill him? This kind of thing absolutely cannot be known by anyone else. Unless you become my accomplice, you're dead!"
He held a dagger... and chased after Dahl!
"Lord Sleipnir, Lord Sleipnir."
"Dardaniyan exclaimed excitedly!"
In the stable... a magnificent white horse was sleeping standing up, leaning against the side in the most luxurious spot in a stable that no one approached. The hay he ate was mixed with fruits and meats that human nobles could not afford.
These foods were even plated, making them appear even more extravagant than the meals of many nobles.
"Hiss..."
——“Come on!”
"My lord... Imperial rebels want to turn me against my cause and kill me! Save me! Save me!" Dardanian immediately knelt before the white horse.
The textile worker behind him, Bruj, burst into laughter: "I'm dying of laughter! Hahaha, Dar, what are you doing? You're actually kneeling before a white horse?"
He continued to mock, "Hahaha, what kind of white horse is this? It has two right hooves! How can it balance?"
Sleipnir was initially uninterested in Dahl's plea for help.
Hearing these words, he was immediately enraged.
He actually mocked his own handsome hooves?!
“You’re dead today, Dar!” The weaver from Bruge walked toward the stable.
In an instant, a scene that shocked him appeared before his eyes...
The white horse, chewing on meat, walked towards it... Only then did the Bruzh textile worker realize that the horse wasn't tied up, and even the door to his stable was only symbolically ajar, offering no restriction on its freedom whatsoever!
What happened?
Why isn't the fence locked around this magnificent, plump white horse? Aren't you afraid it will run away?
The textile workers in Bruzh were still in shock!
"Aaaaaah!!"
Sleipnir charged forward, his iron hooves rising high, and a spray of blood erupted from the chest of the Bruzh textile worker!
Dahl screamed, "Ahhh, someone's dead! Someone's dead!"
Sleipnir sniffed the corpse before him, and a hint of humanity appeared in the white horse's pupils!
Lord's Log: "Sleipnir has killed a traitorous textile worker from the Empire's Bruj, advancing to Tier 3! Gained the special skill: Nightmare Foot!"
"kindness?!"
Su Yue was half asleep when he was suddenly awakened. He looked at the countess who was acting like a mad beast and had a conflict with him... and felt the scent of Imperial Iris wafting from beside him... and shook his head.
It is said that medieval court nobles were all incredibly dissolute.
But how did he manage to get First Blood again?
"Holy crap, Sleipnir has advanced?"
Joanna's clothes were all very expensive, including veils, gloves, jewelry and accessories, with gold, silver, necklaces and gemstones, many of which were inlaid with magical materials.
Gloves, belt, leather straps—but what truly made Su Yue momentarily lose her composure was the sleeve strap lying nearby…
"What a wonderful night."
What kind of skill is "satisfaction"?
"Satiation: Beneath Sleipnir's feet burn the hellfire of Cthulhu. Your horse's hooves can create a path and trail of fire, scorching any enemy troops that pass by!!"
"Holy crap!?"
Isn't this the Nightmare Horse from Heroes of Might and Magic?
Su Yue was shocked.
He had been wondering why Sleipnir hadn't leveled up yet... Now it seems that the Imperial traitor triggered this?
"The imperial rebels of Bruzh... they want to cause trouble in my territory? Heh..."
Su Yue's territory was completely impregnable, and his people were 100% loyal and unyielding. Anyone who tried to cause trouble would only bring shame upon themselves. He was now looking at the time.
It was discovered late at night or in the early hours of the morning.
Everywhere bore the marks of battle, yet it didn't appear chaotic; instead, it fueled Su Yue's hormones, giving him a sense of accomplishment and dominance...
Lord's Log: "Your territory's special NPC, Civil Administrator Eric, has been inspired and influenced by Cthulhu, transforming into a Cthulhu creature. His rank has increased by 1, and he has been promoted to a Rank 5 Civil Administrator!"
"Eric has advanced too?"
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