Master Xia is kind-hearted, send him to the Slave Capital

"How dare you!"

Seeing Mills' dirty hand about to touch the tip of Xian's shoe, the Sauron Knight, who had been kneeling on one knee, finally couldn't bear it any longer.

Whoosh! The powerful physical fitness brought by being an extraordinary Knight allowed the Sauron Knight to cross a distance of more than ten meters in an instant, rushing behind Mills and subduing the Greedy Merchant, pressing him to the ground.

Because his actions as a Knight to maintain law and order were legitimate, Mills' Liar Merchant class ability, Illegitimate Protection, did not activate.

"Your Highness, should I kill this rude person who has offended you?"

The Sauron Knight held Mills' neck, who was struggling desperately, with one hand, and took the Fine Steel Longsword handed over by his attendant with the other, saying with a murderous aura.

"Wait a moment, Sir Knight. Before that, I think it's necessary for me to explain the whole story to you," Xian said calmly.

"Your Highness, it is my honor to listen to your holy voice. I will listen attentively."

Like a clown performing a face-changing magic trick, the cold murderous intent on the Sauron Knight's face was instantly replaced by a beaming smile, and even the wrinkles on his face were as bright as blooming flowers.

"Some time ago, this Clay Merchant paid a considerable deposit and swore to the gods that he would come again when the Red Fruit was harvested, on the condition that the villagers refuse other merchants..." Xian said slowly.

A moment later.

"I see!"

The Sauron Knight suddenly understood.

He finally understood why this noble Your Highness would stoop to robbing a merchant.

It turned out that Mills did not hesitate to violate his oath to the gods in order to make money. Even for the Clay People, it was too insane! Wait... The Sauron Knight's face suddenly became very ugly.

He seemed to understand why several villages had failed to pay their taxes this year, and they all happened to be villages that mainly produced fruits.

"You bastard, you are truly a qualified Clay Person!"

The Sauron Knight pressed Mills' neck tightly, his face flushed with anger, and he gritted his teeth.

Looking at the other party's face, which was flushed red due to difficulty breathing, his heart was filled with murderous intent. If it weren't for the noble Your Highness in front of him, he would have already made a few holes in Mills' body with his sword.

"Your Highness, as long as you give an order, I will immediately kill this greedy and treacherous merchant who disrespects the gods and you. I guarantee that he will not die too easily."

The Sauron Knight said solemnly.

He had learned some tricks from the executioners in the territory before. He only needed to insert the sword into some non-lethal parts to make the executed suffer and bleed to death.

"Please, spare me, Your Highness! I am willing... willing to offer all my coins to you! There are still two Gold Sols in the soles of my shoes!"

Mills pleaded incoherently.

He had not yet realized his dream of becoming a wealthy merchant like the sage Franken, nor had he defeated his brothers to inherit the huge family property left by his father. He didn't want to die in obscurity like this! Watching this scene, Xian fell into deep thought.

He knew that Mills' life was now completely in his hands. As long as he gave an order, this proud Knight would not hesitate to take the other party's life.

Killing people might be very satisfying, but... he was a Socialist New Youth, a college student who shouldered the responsibilities of the new era, how could he do such a cruel thing?

Xian smiled slightly.

"Sir Knight, there is an old saying in my hometown: 'Repay kindness with kindness, and meet injustice with justice.'"

"Since Mills didn't want to take my life, then I won't take his life either," Xian said softly.

Mills was instantly ecstatic at these words, while the Sauron Knight frowned slightly, thinking that this Your Highness seemed a bit too kind.

If it were his lord, he would have already stabbed a few bloody holes himself.

"Therefore, please help me send him to the Slave Capital." Xian said leisurely.

Mills: "???"

The smile on his face instantly froze, while the way the Sauron Knight looked at Xian gained a hint of awe.

No matter when, no matter the identity, people with a strong desire for revenge are most likely to gain the awe of those around them, even if it stems from fear.

"No, no, I don't want to be sold as a slave!"

"Kill me, please kill me!"

Mills cried and wailed. Having investigated the Slave Capital market in order to make money, he naturally knew the kind of painful lives the slaves there lived, and it was no exaggeration to call it hell.

Especially after visiting the collection of a certain slave trader of the same race, the always bold him felt so disgusted that he vomited for days and couldn't eat anything.

His wails sounded so miserable, but the crowd of onlookers here were all villagers who had been harmed by him to the point of almost losing their families.

Therefore, no matter how miserable his pleas were, all he received were the villagers' hateful gazes, and some even threw rotten Red Fruit at him.

In full view of everyone, Mills was tied hand and foot, a rag was stuffed into his mouth, and he was thrown into the carriage.

"Your Highness, please tell me your name. Before long, my lord, Viscount Hughes, will come to visit you in person."

After everything was settled, the Sauron Knight knelt on one knee in front of Xian with his followers, respectfully.

"Xian," Xian said calmly.

"May the gods bless you, Your Highness Mingyu."

The Sauron Knight drew a circle on the Wolf Head of his breastplate with a pious expression, and then got up and left with his followers on horseback.

Da da da.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, accompanied by a burst of rapid hoofbeats, the figure of the Knight gradually disappeared into the distance.

At the same time, the village was boiling.

"Your Highness, may the gods bless you!"

"Your Highness, thank you for your kindness, please accept the garland I have woven for you."

"Your Highness, thank you for punishing that damned Clay Merchant. My husband was so angry that he lost his mind after being deceived by him. He fell and died while picking Red Fruit. Thank you!"

The villagers who had survived the tax crisis surrounded Xian, cheering and thanking him enthusiastically.

"Berg, you damned bastard, get over here!"

Just then, the village chief Robert's roar awakened everyone like a thunderclap.

He glared at Berg angrily, his expression terrifyingly fierce, and the white frost-like hair on his head seemed about to explode.

"Yes, yes!"

Berg had never seen the village chief so angry, so he immediately trotted to Robert.

"Bastard, how dare you leak Your Highness's information! Have you forgotten the agreement between the village and Your Highness?"

Robert slapped Berg hard across the face, instantly turning the young boy's somewhat tender face red and swollen.

Happy New Year~ Give me your monthly votes Thanks(ω)