MTL - The New Order of Azeroth-Chapter 33 Grian Stallman

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Vanessa shot without hesitation, and the civilians immediately realized that this was not a loving rich lady, but a murderous monster.

With her shooting, the order on the scene quickly returned to normal. If you ignore the headshot corpse on the ground and just look at the actions of the civilians to give way to each other, it is really a bit "old, old, and old, Youwuyou, and people's young' means.

"Can you handle the corpse?" She asked the two guards. She was really afraid that something unbearable would happen when she saw a few civilians staring at the corpse on the ground.

She has no psychological barriers to digging and burying corpses, but it doesn't fit her personality in public. At this time, the semi-official organization Sentinel Ridge needs to come forward to deal with it.

The guards didn't know if they understood what she meant, and one of the older ones nodded vigorously: "Please leave it to us."

Not only to dispose of the corpse, but also to maintain order, he soon called three more companions.

All the guards thought she was a lady from a rich family, so they didn't dare to neglect her, and they worked harder to maintain order.

The food Vanessa brought was not enough for more than 70 people. She was a carriage, not a truck with a cold storage, and the cargo capacity was limited. Each of the children ate two bites, and they ate up all the food on the carriage.

Seeing that there was no food, the crowd quickly dispersed again, lying in tents and under rocks in twos and threes, trying to offset their hunger with sleep.

Poor is very pitiful, but they left after eating? Is there still one more procedure? Vanessa looked at the guards strangely.

It was the older guard who bit the bullet and talked to her: "The money will be paid by us at Sentinel Ridge. Please rest assured that we are all soldiers with a sense of honor. This is our home. We will not do anything to shame ourselves." thing."

After hearing this sentence, Vanessa nodded. She still recognizes the simplicity of human beings in this era. If her food is eaten by goblins, even if she travels back in time and goes to the beginning of goblin birth, she may not be able to reach this level. For the price of a meal, relatively speaking, the reputation of humans is much better.

Wandering around the entire camp on Sentinel Ridge twice, the self-appointed sheriff indirectly killed Da Fan's old knight, and Grian Stolman came to apologize to her.

Sentinel Ridge is too poor and can't pay the bill now. I hope she will have two days' grace.

She carefully observed the old knight's movements and rank, and now she is well-informed, and Vanessa can probably estimate the opponent's rank.

The old knight in front of him is not very strong, just like her, he is at the middle level.

It's hard to say who will win and who will lose in the fight. He has participated in so many battles and can survive to this day. There must be two brushes.

The battlefield is the best teacher. In terms of combat experience, the opponent must be richer than her. However, the old knight sold his equipment in order to establish a militia organization and give civilians a place to live. At this time, he was only wearing a worn-out plate armor. With a two-handed sword made of ordinary materials, the equipment is undoubtedly several grades worse than Vanessa's.

"I am Grian Stallman, Sheriff of Sentinel Ridge. Thank you for your help. May I ask what your name is?" The old knight's beard was white, his face was full of vicissitudes, and the years had left many marks on him. .

This honor, without the armor and without makeup, can be thrown on the street in Vanessa's previous life.

Unlike those famous paladins who were able to go to the nine heavens to capture the moon and go to the five seas to catch turtles, he was just an ordinary member of that group. He had gone through so many battles and was not killed by the army of the undead and the Burning Legion. , is definitely the result of the blessing of the Holy Light.

The stealthy nature of the thief prevented him from seeing Vanessa's origin, let alone her class.

Just treat her like a passing rich kid.

Since you are passing by, you must always give your name and surname, so as to let us know who the creditor is.

What should I call myself? Now using the title of King Gulu Gulu is afraid that the old knight will fight her desperately. Change the surname, Vanessa Niu Colu's? The famous Niu Gulu family only remembered He Shen, a big corrupt official... She had an idea, and she gave a false name instead of her surname.

"Hope, just call me Hope."

After the old knight thought she was a nobleman, he didn't talk about her surname because she didn't want to involve the family, and he didn't care.

"Hope? Good name, Westfall lacks hope right now." His vocal cords seemed to have been injured, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Vanessa casually made up a mage's name, saying that she was a young apprentice who left Dalaran, the mage's kingdom, and traveled abroad. She had a surname and a profession, so the source of her identity was more reliable.

Modern nonsense is as easy as drinking water, and she has no moral discomfort.

The old knight was thoughtful, and nodded slightly as if he understood.

The flow of information is extremely poor these days, and many civilians in Stormwind City don't even know the king's name. The old knight is stronger than those ordinary people, but his strength is limited~www.novelbuddy.com~ The Dalaran mage is too far away from his circle, the famous ones don’t know, the unknown ones don’t know, and they don’t see through Vanessa at all lie.

"If it is possible, can the debt be paid at the end of the month? I will ask Stormwind City to give me some support. The supplies will arrive at the end of the month, and then I can pay off your part of the debt first."

It was originally intended to buy people's hearts. Vanessa didn't care about the loss of food and meat. What she wanted was not money.

She threw a question to the old knight: "Why don't you take the civilians to reclaim some land? If necessary, I can help deliver a batch of seeds."

There is land, there are people, but why not plant the land to support yourself? She is very confused about this question, and if she doesn't figure it out, her next plan cannot be implemented.

It seems that this is not the first time to answer this question. The old knight sighed leisurely: "Those lands have their own owners. Even though they have left, the law still protects their ownership. I am just a sheriff of a militia organization, not a judge, and no deprive them of the legal and state title to their land."

His words were a bit convoluted. Vanessa lowered her head and thought for a while, and then used her dialectical materialism to verify it.

The truth is astonishing, there is still a landlord class in this place that is so poor that it has begun to eat dirt! Even though these landowners have already fled, the old knight is still strictly enforcing the laws of the country. He still recognizes that the land belongs to the original owner. Since the land has an owner, it is natural not to bring civilians to plant it, because it is illegal!

Vanessa was dumbfounded. In her previous life, she didn't understand the situation in the West Wilderness, but now she understands it.

Da Fan and the former Vanessa should not bear all the sins, and the old knight also has a small 'credit' in this.