Lord's Might

"Ahem, could there have been some misunderstanding between us?" Darius was the kind of person who knew when to yield. Based on the difference in their numbers, he quickly calculated the outcome of a fight...

That was...

He was definitely going to die.

"What misunderstanding could there be?" William sneered in incomprehension. As a Legendary Boss leading a group of subordinates, there had to be some buildup when bullying people.

Darius coughed awkwardly. "I am a viscount of the Blackrock Duchy, and my father is a Count. I do not know how I offended Lord, and I ask for your forgiveness."

From Darius's words, William understood that he was likely the newly arrived Elf of Border Town.

Yet when Darius spoke, his face always carried a trace of arrogance. Every time he mentioned his father's title, an instinctive sense of pride rose within him.

There was no particular reason for it.

He simply felt that when it came to relying on one's father, ordinary people were rarely his match. In his heart, he believed that as long as this newly arrived Lord showed even the slightest fear, he could return alive.

After all, he truly had not regarded William as an assassin. It could not be that all these people were assassins, could it?

What a joke. Did he think I was an idiot?

Darius believed he had merely entered someone else's territory by mistake and annoyed this Elf. There should not have been any mortal danger.

"Oh, so this was why you killed my pet Lightning Wolf?" William had no interest in competing over whose father was more impressive. He was afraid of scaring Darius to death.

William then pointed at the Lightning Wolf's corpse with increasing sorrow. "Look, look! You shot my pet wolf right through the head, and you're still stepping on his body. Move your foot already! You've ruined his fur. I won't be able to sell it...

Ahem, tell me. How are you going to compensate me for killing my pet?"

"..." Darius lifted his foot and twitched his lips. He had seen shameless people before, but never anyone this shameless. With an ugly expression, he took a purple gemstone from his robes. "This is a Strength..."

"Throw it over. I'll inspect it myself." William cut him off.

Whoosh.

William caught it, took one look, and showed a slight hint of delight before stuffing it into his pocket...

Just as Darius began to look pleased as well...

He discovered that William was staring straight at him again, like a lecherous wolf eyeing a newly grown little white rabbit!

The meaning was obvious.

The price for his life was not enough.

If he did not pay enough to buy his life, this greedy Elf might very well finish him off!

Darius exchanged glances with his four Personal Guards and decisively took out more items. As the Count's eldest son, he had always carried quite a few treasures with him.

Thus...

After throwing things over seven or eight times, until Darius had nothing left besides his weapons and equipment...

William curled his lips. "So poor!"

"Please spare us, Lord. Once I return, I will certainly bring you enough gifts!" Darius chuckled, his gaze sincere.

"Heh. Scum, pervert, you slaughtered my pet and still want to live? Kill them." William could not be bothered to waste words on them and lightly waved his hand!

All the Elves immediately rose and drew their bows to the fullest!

"You despicable, shameless Elf! My father will avenge me! Damn it!" Darius roared as all the guards around him erupted with Battle Aura!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Over a hundred Battle Aura arrows shot forward. The instant they struck the Battle Aura Shields, explosions rang out one after another, and light flashed brilliantly.

For a moment, the surrounding trees were torn apart by Battle Aura, while the grass was riddled with trenches.

"Break through!" Darius could clearly feel the Battle Aura within his body plummeting. He was an Intermediate Warrior-Class Professional, after all, and his Battle Aura Value was more than twice that of a Novice-Class Professional.

Yet even so, Darius, who stood in the middle of the group and had only been hit by a small number of arrows, knew he could not hold out much longer.

But before he could say another word...

Lotner slowly stood up, removed the golden longbow from his back, lightly flicked the bowstring, nocked an arrow, and drew the string!

Whoosh.

A dazzling silver streak cut through the air like lightning. All they could see was the vortex trailing behind the arrow!

Then...

The silver light instantly pierced through several enemies and blew apart Darius's head as well. The moment it struck the ground...

Boom.

The Battle Aura contained within the silver light exploded at once.

Everyone was thrown into the air.

Though both were Intermediate-Class Professionals, Lotner was more than ten levels higher than Darius, and his bloodline was vastly superior. Forget Darius alone—even all of them together were no match for Lotner.

After seeing this, William jumped down from the tree and walked over to the corpses, unable to stop himself from grinning. "Tsk, I hadn't even made a move, and you all fell. Too weak."

"Lord is mighty." Nock raised his weapon and flattered him, as though he had been the one who acted just now...

"Lord is mighty," the Elves echoed.

Pah, I was clearly the one who killed them. What a bunch of shameless bastards. Lotner cursed inwardly.

However...

The next second, Lotner raised his weapon high and shouted, "Lord is mighty, unparalleled in dominance! The moment Lord released his aura, they all fell. Lord's strength is simply terrifying!"

The Elves nodded thoughtfully, suddenly enlightened. Mm, that was why they were not Executors...

William merely smiled faintly at that. He did not feel the slightest bit proud, because they were right. Ordinary people truly did not understand the loneliness of being invincible.

He then pointed at the equipment on the corpses. "Strip it off and bring it back to be reforged."

"Yes, Lord!"

"Oh, right. My... that pet wolf. Take it back and stew it for soup and meat. You should all nourish yourselves."

"Lord truly is a Child of Glory. May the Gods bless you forever." The Elves looked at William with beaming smiles. This Lord really was quite good.

Whenever he led them to clear the Crisis Near the Territory, he gave them the Magical Beasts they killed.

This Lightning Wolf had not suffered too many external wounds. Its intact pelt alone could sell for at least several hundred Gold Coins.

Now that this three-hundred-pound Magical Beast belonged to them, everyone could share the meat and drink the soup. Naturally, its hide would be made into Inner Armor.

Thanks to their status as Personal Guards, they could also receive some Mithril. By then, making a piece of Silver-Quality Inner Armor would be easy. If they could ask Odom or Lotner to do it personally and add a few precious materials, they might even produce golden Inner Armor.

As for who would receive the Inner Armor, they could decide that among themselves.

In any case, they felt that following Lord now meant eating and drinking well. There was no need to fear that better things would not come their way...

"Without realizing it, these people's favorability toward me has greatly increased." William shook his head with a sigh. Loyalty was a subordinate's loyalty toward their Lord; it affected the chances of betrayal and desertion.

Favorability, however, was vastly different. It determined whether they would help him take an arrow...

These days, he raised the favorability of three little bears in the morning, raised the favorability of his Elf subordinates in the afternoon, and raised Siya's favorability at night...

No, discussing magic with Siya at night was enough. He could not really raise much favorability with her.

"Handle all their corpses. Since we're already out here, let's take a look around and kill a few Magical Beasts before heading home." William had carefully checked the number of corpses. The whole family was lying here neatly, and not one was missing.

He did not care which Count Darius's father was.

Although at least half of a Duchy's military forces were concentrated in the hands of Nobles.

The person who could truly intimidate William would at least have to be a Marquis. A mere Count was not worth his notice, especially a Count of a Duchy...

He had five hundred Elven Royal Guards under his command. Ordinary Nobles did not dare harbor any ideas about him.

Moreover, there was no need to worry about this matter being exposed. As long as Kuri still wanted to inherit the Count's title, he would hide it well.

Most importantly, the Blackrock Duchy had no time to care about whether a viscount lived or died. The Steel Duchy had issued a ban on iron, seemingly preparing to send troops. Their main attention was focused on the Steel Duchy's military movements.

"Lord, we found something good!"

"What?" William raised an eyebrow and looked at the excited Elf.

"Magic Potion!"

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