Chapter 236 Such a rich harvest
Chapter 235

Lind stood in the lord's hall of the Troll Castle, and he was about to inspect his harvest.

Full-length and busts of Baia filled every corner, making the magnificent hall lose its elegance and look shabby.

It's a bit of a waste of manpower to break up the stone statues and use them to build roads, and it's also a bit of an eyesore to put them here.

His attention did not stay on these meaningless things for too long. He just casually instructed them to treat them as non-recyclable garbage and throw them away somewhere where they were of no use.

The soldiers of the Troll Castle, who had regained their freedom, immediately took action, scrambling to deal with the "garbage".

The soldiers who were previously trapped by Lind's sudden raid now swore allegiance to the new lord seamlessly as the Troll Castle changed hands.

Most of the soldiers had no good feelings towards Baia. As soldiers of the former Grand Duke of the Mountain Elf, they all had some resentment in their hearts towards Baia for breaking his oath.

So when people learned of Baiya's death, no one felt sad for him.

Linde's eyes had already been cast in another direction.

The real reward lies ahead.

A collection room!

There are more than a dozen blessed weapons inside.

In addition to the recorder and spirit staff from the Whispering Woman, there are also short axes that can swing out frost, shields that can send out shock waves, and boots that make people walk more agile. Most of these blessed weapons only emit faint white light and are not very powerful.

If each blessed weapon contained a fragment of the magic ring, and assuming that the piece he obtained from the catacombs was the size of a little fingernail that could be "fused" as a measure, then the fragments on the Banshee Horn and Fire Tumor Alex must be even larger.

These blessed weapons in front of us may only be stained with a tiny bit of debris.

They are still one of Lind's biggest gains this time. As long as he copies their secret patterns and studies and imitates them, his soldiers will be able to upgrade their weapons soon, and their combat effectiveness will be improved to a new level.

As the blessed weapons of the "Original Body", their abilities may not be strong, but they are the starting point of everything.

It is not uncommon to use weapons to defeat the strong with the weak. Lind has used the Banshee Horn to defeat the strong many times, and he has a lot to say about this.

One of the advantages of the Star Dragon soldiers who are able to always seize the initiative in war is that their weapons are advanced enough.

Lind arranged for people to pack up all the weapons and send them back to Star Dragon City as soon as possible.

Then his gaze shifted to the study door whose lock had been broken.

He couldn't understand Baiya's thoughts.

Baia actually locked up the most precious treasures in the Troll's Castle with a rusty door lock, leaving them hiding in a dark corner with the spiders and forgotten along with the dust.

Fortunately, although Baia had no intention of reading, he was lazy enough to not bother with books, and the Troll's Castle was big enough that even Baia, who loved collecting, could not fill every room with his collection.

Thus, these books that occupied the rooms of Baia Castle were able to survive and successfully wait for Lind.

Linde walked into the study.

The wind caused by the movement of the body suddenly made the long-silent study room lively. A large amount of dust jumped in the air and actively moved towards Linde.

He raised his hand and fanned his nose to drive away the pungent dust.

But his movements were too big, and the wind he created blew dust all over the study.

After a long while, it was finally completely quiet.

He raised his hand, and a ball of stable flame burst out from the palm of his hand. The warm orange-red light illuminated the environment on both sides. Under his nearly perfect control, the light tried to take care of every corner.

The spider in the corner that was swept away quickly fled.

A moth, lurking somewhere, flapped its wings and swooped over.

Linde waved his hands again to drive away the mosquitoes that were becoming active again as summer approached.

He was like holding a dim oil lamp, stumbling forward in the sea of ​​knowledge, searching for a boat that could carry him safely forward. The fire in his palm extended, and Lind's sight followed the fire farther and farther, until it reached the edge of the light.

On both sides were dizzying bookshelves, stacked from the floor to the ceiling. The bookshelves were filled with countless books, manuscripts, and even many strange books that did not look like they were made of ordinary creature skins. Each one proved that they were of great origin.

Lind's heavy footsteps echoed in an environment filled with dust and knowledge.

Anyone who has reverence for knowledge will subconsciously hold their breath and try not to make too much noise.

Knowledge can calm people down, even before you start reading it.

Linde picked up a book from the bookshelf nearby. It was not too thick, but the wax seal on the cover made Linde understand that it was the work of a nobleman.

Perhaps it is a biography of a noble lord, or perhaps it is just a collection of poems written by a marrying noblewoman to her husband. No matter which one it is, it is worth reading as the first book that awakens Lind's curiosity.

The flames could not escape from Lind's palms, and no matter how delicately he controlled it, he could not escape the fact that he was just a knight.

He knows nothing about magic.

Lind had to flip through the book with one hand.

What he didn't expect was that the book actually recorded the "Scarlet War" between the Kingdom of Rand and the Kingdom of Black Swamp.

This is an unrecorded battle. It was not that the Kingdom of Rand was defeated, but that Prince Seven Hedwin, the "protagonist" of the battle, aroused public outrage in both countries.

Prince Seven was a bloodthirsty person, and he was the one who started the "Scarlet War" all by himself. He attacked the carriages and travelers of the Black Swamp Kingdom, and then hung up their bodies, including adult men, children, and even pregnant women, as well as the bodies of horses!

The massacre was discussed with great caution because it was completely inhumane and tarnished the Hedwin name.

In the end, the Kingdom of Rand made a polite compensation to the Kingdom of Black Swamp. Even the war faction believed that Prince Seven was too bloodthirsty and chose to pray in the church for the innocent people who were tortured to death.

Of course, there are also some bastards who support the massacre and are still committed to promoting what Prince Seven did. This is why the story always remains in the corners.

Lind read about the whole incident in the book, and vaguely recalled the appearance of the cold prince with catfish whiskers.

He is tall and thin, with dead fish eyes, and is a born executioner.

He also called himself "Black Catfish" and roamed in the mire.

Lind put the book back. He had no interest in history books. He hoped to find some ways to learn potions, or some small, isolated religions here.

The small religion that is complete poison to others has become the source of Lind's "new skills". Every "evil god" who can develop the religion can provide Lind with a portion of emblem power.

"Sir, perhaps you need my help?" A figure appeared at the door.

Lind turned around and asked: "You used to work here?"

"I was the butler here for 12 years and I am familiar with every corner of the castle."

He was a little nervous. After learning that Baiya was dead, he came here bravely. Perhaps some voice in the dark told him that if he wanted to change the status quo, he had to try hard.

"Ever?" Lind asked.

"After the thief Baia usurped the throne, I was assigned to clean the toilets of the entire castle." He did have a faint odor on him, but his elegant posture was hard to ignore.

This is a well-educated gentleman with strict etiquette training.

Lind didn't care what job he did, whether cleaning toilets or carrying a gun, it was all for survival.

He asked, "Is there a librarian here? I need to find some books, but they are too many and too messy."

Lind doesn't have much time to waste here.

"I am, your Excellency."

"So are you interested in continuing to serve as the steward of the Troll Castle?"

(End of this chapter)