Lord In A Western Fantasy World

Chapter 4

Mursh has indeed been destroyed.

The wave of monsters that suddenly attacked at night was stronger than any previous attacks in this territory. Most of them were orcs, and the mutant horns of the fallen tauren easily overwhelmed the huts of the slaves. When a dozen or so fallen tauren charged together without reason, not even the strong gates of the castle could withstand their power.

　　This survivor camp was originally circular, with the lord"s castle at the center, a stream surrounding the castle, and farmland for planting white beans in the outer circle, followed by the residences of other residents.

Even the slaves who worked in the castle could not rest in the castle. Only himself, his cook and his guards live in the lord"s castle. When disaster strikes, the bridge over the stream will be cut down, serving as another line of defense in addition to the stone wall and the residents., to buy time for the lord to escape.

But now it"s completely lost what it used to be.

The city wall built of stones collapsed in the wave of monsters, crushing many houses under the city wall. The owners of those huts had just finished their day"s hard work, and had just fallen into sleep tiredly when they were buried alive by the falling boulders.

　　" My father died building this wall, " Jill stared at the ruins in front of him, his bare arms trembling, "... and I saw it collapse with my own eyes. ”

In the gloomy night, the monsters roared terribly, and the ears were filled with despair and panic. The black mist spread from the stumps of the monsters devoured them, the only city wall that could protect them collapsed, and the rubble, mud and blood-stained stumps splashed everywhere.

the goblins would never want to recall in their lifetime.

The outermost area of Mersh was the worst-hit place, and the soil was covered with messy footprints of monsters. The young goblin rubbed his face fiercely, stood up straight, and looked into the distance.

　　" God "s favor" He paused suddenly, his face turned pale at that moment, glanced at the goblins beside him, and then said nervously: " I mean, it"s really lucky, monster Tide seems to have left. Your lord, would you like to visit the castle? "

monsters are bloodthirsty, and they are not interested in weapons, food, and clothing that they regard as treasures. When the lord dies, the supplies stored in the castle are left alone.

Jill speculated in his heart, thinking that the adult came to the ruins of Mersh Castle for those supplies, so he thought about how to find her brother after she was brought to the castle - even if it was probably a matter of time. an impossible thing.

They haven"t had enough to eat for too long, and it"s not easy to clean up these broken walls, let alone find the person they"re looking for from under the vast ruins.

Lucia blinked and nodded.

" castle " in the abyss, which was left by the previous Demon Lord. That Demon King was a very greedy skeleton dragon who built an underground palace in a cave with gold, and it was splendid day and night.

She defeated the Demon King, but was not very satisfied with the palace she inherited.

set foot on this land, Lucia had a very strange feeling in her heart, which made her curious about this place even more.

　　... don"t know what a castle on the ground would look like.

After leaving the area of the city wall, you can gradually see some houses and shacks that survived the disaster. A goblin stepped forward and looked in through the door and window.

　　" No one, " they cried, looking disappointed.

They walked all the way to the castle. Every time they saw a complete house, the goblins would always step forward to see if there were any survivors, but they were disappointed every time - they couldn"t even find a body.

The chances of everyone escaping successfully are too small, the only explanation is that those who died have been infected and turned into walking dead monsters.

monster tide has left, it does not mean that there are no remaining monsters lingering in Mersh Fort. They didn"t dare to get too far from Lucia, and looked around vigilantly, their thin bodies habitually and deeply bowed, as if they were ready to drill a hole to escape at any time.

　　The farmland has been devastated, and the white ground beans in the field have been trampled into a rotten mush, mixed with the soil.

Tim gasped subconsciously.

The lords of Mershburg are especially fond of receiving new goblins. They"re small, don"t eat as much as the orcs, and need very little food to survive - and they "re earth-born creatures, and they"re particularly quick to work on dry land.

They tended the food day and night, kneeling on the ground to catch weeds. These white ground beans were the only thing they could rely on to survive in this generation, but now they"re just rotten in the ground.

　　" Perhaps the rotten mashed beans can be eaten too. I don"t think they are any different from the usual mashed paste - just a little dirty. " Tim said to his companion in a low voice, " wait for the adult to get it. Whatever she wants, we can find a basket and dig some mashed ground beans. "

Some goblins nodded in agreement: " There must be some white ground beans that have not been trampled. If we are lucky, we won"t be hungry in the next few days. "

of hungry, some goblins thought of the incomparably delicious feast just now.

since the fall of the gods and the collapse of Ketasi that they had eaten such a sumptuous meal and those who died would never have such an opportunity.

Crossing the farmland, they soon saw the lord"s castle. It was a fortress made of stone that existed long before the dark hour. The weather-beaten building usually gave people a gloomy and gloomy feeling, and now the moss-covered walls are splashed with blood and dents from violent impacts, which is even more terrifying.

Lucia looked at it for a moment, disappointed.

　　... She thought her palace was a little prettier than this castle.

The drawbridge in front of the castle had been cut off, and they crossed the stream and looked at the castle on the slope. Tim glanced around and trotted forward: " My lord, I know a path from the cellar to the castle. "

The dead lord of Mershburg built a huge cellar in his castle and divided it into many small rooms. He was the lord here before the darkness came, hoarding a lot of treasure - but now no one cares about the piles of gold and silver.

entrance to the cellar were torn clothing and guards" armor, and a broken long sword lay alone, its hilt gripped by a blood-stained stump, whose owner was nowhere to be seen, with the cruelty. The intruding monsters became one.

The lord who was in the castle at that time probably chose to escape from the cellar, and the entrance was splattered with blood. Lucia continued to walk forward and saw a few more corpses.

There are no dwarves who can forge weapons in Mershburg, and the warehouse for storing weapons is quite empty, only three long swords, one dagger and two short knives. Lucia picked up one of the swords and took a few glances.

　　These weapons are all tempered from a kind of iron stone of ordinary quality, which is very common in the abyss. She put the sword back, and paused when she walked out of the warehouse.

The goblins were all waiting outside for some reason, Lucia"s eyes swept across their empty waists, a little confused: " There are some weapons inside, don"t you go get them? "

　　As soon as the words fell, the goblins in front of them all widened their eyes.

In Ketasi 903, the most precious things on the continent finally came to a conclusion - food, water, weapons. Mershburg isn"t the only place to hold these resources firmly in their hands, they are simply too important.

In Mersh Fort, only the guards trusted by the lords can have iron weapons, and ordinary residents can only use wooden and stone weapons to protect themselves - this may also be one of the factors of their collapse.

Being treated like slaves consumed their minds, and after hearing Lucia say this, the goblin started to move sluggishly, holding those heavy weapons in his hands.

　　The stone room where food was stored was right next to it. Unexpectedly, there were not many things here - dozens of bags of white ground beans and two bags of wheat flour were piled in the corner, and two or three jars of spices were scattered on the wooden shelves. There are four pieces of meat hanging from the top of the stone chamber.

　　" Only white ground beans can survive in the land of Mershburg. In order to get other food, the lord will regularly send teams to other territories to trade. "

Tim has worked in the kitchen and knows these things like the back of his hand: "The last team never came back and everyone guessed that maybe something happened to them. "

Jill said: " This kind of team has always been formed by a small number of guards and most of the civilians. The lord was recruiting civilians a few days ago, and this time the reward is more abundant than before - probably because of the food. Not enough for the sake of it. ”

The residents of Mershburg can endure being used as slaves by their lords because they can shelter their lives here. But going out to exchange food is different. There are many dangers outside. In order to let them take risks willingly, the lord had to promise them some remuneration.

Lucia nodded thoughtfully.

in the cellar, they passed in turn the warehouse where cloth and looms were stored, the stone room where a bottle of wine was kept upright, and a warehouse full of useless collections. At the end of the warehouse is a staircase, one going up and one leading to a deeper underground.

　　" Sir, from here, you should be able to reach the first floor of the stone castle, "

No one knew what was going on in the castle. Jill held the long sword he got in his sweaty palm tightly and swallowed hard.

He wanted to follow the lord, and he had to show his worth. Even if he"s just a small, skinny goblin.

Jill clenched his sword tightly, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind at that moment, and he stepped on the first floor of the stairs as if he was dying: "... Please allow me to find the way for you. "

　　" Wait a minute. "

A gentle and crisp voice sounded in the cellar, and Jill turned around blankly, and saw the white-haired and golden-eyed adult with slightly drooping eyelashes, looking at the stairs leading down.

　　The indescribable feeling resurfaced again, but it was a little different from the previous feeling. She could clearly feel that certain elements in the air were more active near the steps, making her feel intimate and relaxed.

Those beautiful eyes closed, and Lucia heard a suppressed, almost inaudible sob.

　　"... there are people down there, " she said.