Author: Sibai Mama

Crow asked, "Is it true that Baron Wodu has no noble loyalty under him?"

"I caught a knight master before," a farmer replied obediently: "Baron Vodu hoped that he would be loyal, but he said no, and spitted, and then the Baron skinned him."

Crow said in his heart: "We generally don't call each other a baron directly, otherwise every time we talk about kings, we may have to recite the title for a long time."

Just like Li Qi, who is loyal to him, he currently has the title of Baron Porcupine, the God-Follower.

The more legends and identities you have that are enough to be remembered, the more titles you will have.

But he understood that this was Wodu Shiba's importance to his identity, and when people call him, he said that he was a baron.

If you tell too many lies, it will become the truth.

Crow said: "The Baron needs a noble to be loyal to him, and I happen to be a nobleman. Think about it, what would happen if you took me to Baron Vordo?"

"What will happen?" the farmer asked curiously.

Their stupidity made Crow want to scold people.

"Of course it's a reward. You brought a noble who is willing to be loyal to him. Didn't Baron Vodu always hope that a noble will be loyal to him?" Crow took a deep breath, guided him patiently, and said, "And you will also receive my thanks."

Another farmer was puzzled: "What are you thanking us?"

"Your grace of not killing."

I have to say that it is too easy to convince a few farmers with Crow's verbal skills.

After the farmers looked at each other, they all looked at him: "This is what you said!"

"Swear with my oath and the glory of the nobles!"

The oath was that he declared that Baron Porcupine gave his loyal life, and even if he harmed Wodu XVIII, it was his oath for his own knights.

With a little difference from what Li Qi thought, Crow did not choose to escape, but really planned to fight.

"The nobles seem to value that very much"

"That's to trust him?"

"Let's go in front, you go in the back. If this guy is not honest, you will stab him to death with a spear!"

The farmers were talking in a voice that had not decreased at all. Crow smiled helplessly, and these guys were obviously talking to him.

Moreover, how poor these guys are, they dare to stay behind!

"Dropping off the horse, come with us." The simple spear waved and urged Crow.

He survived for the time being, and then he just needed to deal with that Wodu Shiba and save his life.

Crow followed the farmers and soldiers in. There was a valley ahead. He walked for a while while walking on a small road, turned to the stream, and then stumbled for a long time before seeing a village.

At first glance, there were only a dozen houses in this village, but now there are dense crowds of people gathered here, and everyone sat on the ground and squeezed together.

"It's time to eat!"

Someone shouted, and the group of people rushed up like flies.

"Don't rob, damn it, don't rob!"

"Everyone has a share, we won two more battles, and there is a constant stream of food! Let's praise Baron Vodu!"

"Baron Wodu! Baron Wodu! Baron Wodu!"

The crowd was noisy and riots, but Crow was stunned.

Why did the farmer who escorted him throw his weapons and rush over to grab food?

Am I a prisoner? I just ignore me?

In this way, he easily got into the territory of Wodu XVIII.

The farmers who grabbed the rice grabbed bread with one hand and held some kind of paste plates in the other, and they were very happy to eat.

No one cared about Cro Camel, who was wandering around. He even thought that if he walked to Wodu Shiba and killed that guy with one sword, these people would probably not respond.

In comparison, whether it is the desert robbers in Mama City or the iron armored soldiers in the porcupine-headed group, they are disciplined and will never be so messy.

Without the advantage of numbers, no one can beat this group of people.

No, Crow even suspected that as long as one or two hundred people were killed, the rest would be scared and turned around and ran away.

The reality is so bizarre. The farmers who could have had food gave up their lives and followed Wodu 18 to get hungry for three days, and their lives were still in danger.

Crow couldn't see any further, he had no idea about politics, economy, war, etc.

But with his eyes, you can see how bad Wodu Shiba's situation is, which is enough to show how bad it is.

There was someone in front of him who was quickly retreating and accidentally hit Crow.

"I'm sorry" the other party apologized very politely, and then bypassed Crow and left.

"Well"

Crowe was just walking around the village. After seeing every room, he even knew where the group of people were drinking water and peeing... Well, he definitely wouldn't drink water here!

The first time I saw someone urinating upstream and drinking water downstream.

No one paid attention to him from beginning to end. Even though he was wearing noble leather boots, brightly dyed robes, and even carefully trimmed long hair, he was obviously out of place.

When his stomach was about to gulp, a big man stopped Crow.

The other party didn't say a word and kicked him.

Then Crow felt the spirit in his brain spinning, his body being dragged like a piece of rag.

"Dong!" He was thrown to the ground.

It took a long time to recover.

This is a cottage in the village.

Various pottery, gold and silver were placed on the ragged wooden table where the peasant woman cooked.

A bearded man in a noble robe was looking at him.

Around them are several soldiers with obvious robber styles, with plate armor on the upper body and leather pants on the lower body. The left and right hands are wearing arm armor that is obviously not the same set, with different colors and styles.

Some people carry four or five swords on their bodies, and some have gold necklaces of a noble lady hanging around their necks. As for the noble lady, they may have encountered an unexpected situation.

"Who are you?" the bearded man sitting asked.

He should be Wodu 18.

Crow forced himself to get up, bent down with the nobles' etiquette and stroked his chest, "Ri'an, Sir Vodu, I am Crow Camel, a nobleman who came to join you."

"Jazz?" Wodu Shiba was confused, and he was the first to hear this title.

Crow nodded: "Yes, like you have your own territory, the inheritance of the Longboat, you will be called Sir when the nobles meet."

"What's the use?" asked the man who had kicked Crow away before. He was born to dislike the nobles.

But Wodu Shiba raised his hand and grinned: "What are the names among nobles? Then, should I call you Sir Crow Camel?"

He seemed to like this kind of etiquette among the nobles.

"Yes, sir! I hope to be loyal to you and become your subordinate." Crow said: "When you become the Lord of the Longboat, I can get a reward."

Love to chat is Crow's advantage. After seeing Wodu Shiba and the people around him, he discovered the characteristics of this group of people. Simply put, it is a group of robbers and bandits. The aristocrats' roundabout elegance is not suitable for them.

"I like ambitious people!" Wodu Shiba laughed.

Only when you really meet a nobleman will you know what the life of a nobleman is like.

"You should tell me carefully how the nobles live," said Wodu Shiba. "I will use those etiquettes after we set the Longboat."

Crow Camel said happily: "Yes, my sir, what I know best is etiquette."

This sentence is true.

He successfully integrated into the command of Wodu Shiba and even received the attention of the other party. This was a huge progress for Cro.

Next, what should he do? Baron Porcupine didn't give any instructions.

No, at that time, Baron Porcupine seemed to have said that Crow needed to play to his strengths and then...steal intelligence. Yes, it must be true!
Chapter completed!