Riverbend Town, the largest village in Ning Cuo's territory.
Although called a town.
It's actually just a few dozen wooden houses lined up and clustered together, forming what is known as the town.
Maquile, the village head, had a bright smile on his face.
He was riding a small donkey, the most valuable thing the village had been able to afford.
He thought he would have to present it to the lord, but he didn't expect to be able to ride it back.
Thinking about Ning Cuo's words, he was filled with excitement.
He's truly a messenger of God, so kind!
He must gather all the young men in the village, anyone who dares to slack off will be expelled.
He was thinking this as he approached the village entrance.
He saw a commotion at the village gate.
He frowned and rode his donkey forward quickly.
He looked closely and his brow furrowed, but when he thought of the main matter at hand.
He cracked his whip several times, roaring at the crowd.
This dispersed the villagers who were gathered in front of the small house.
After all, in this ignorant age, in this village, the village head's power was unlimited.
The village head, Maquile, riding on his donkey, snorted.
He turned to the closed door and spoke again.
“Jeanne, this village can no longer accommodate you. The new lord has arrived, deal with your affairs and don't implicate the village.”
This simple sentence revealed the fate of the person named Jeanne.
To curry favor with the new lord, fearing she would implicate the village, the village head expelled her.
This way, no matter what happened in the future, the village would be innocent.
The wheels of fate began to turn.
After inquiring with Toler.
For the sake of free labor, Ning Cuo also rode his warhorse towards Riverbend Town, under the protection of his men.
Almost all of his men were cavalry.
When they were about to reach the town, they didn't make a show of it.
Instead, they stopped on a mountain.
With their excellent eyesight, they could clearly see what was happening below.
In the center of the village, a large crowd gathered.
Every face was filled with anxiety and fear.
The village head had just returned from the capital and had called a large number of people in the village, emphasizing that everyone must attend.
In the minds of these simple farmers, there was bound to be something bad going on.
Ning Cuo's gaze was drawn to another location.
It was a very humble wooden house.
It was so humble, it could be said to be poor.
The walls were drafty, and the house had practically no roof.
Yet, a plump man with a luxurious look suddenly appeared in this place.
He was sneaking around, rubbing his hands with a lewd smile.
He clearly had no good intentions.
He tapped his foot, and the warhorse, under his control, galloped forward.
“Quickly, follow!”
Toler didn't hesitate, he didn't ask any questions.
As the knight protecting his lord.
He only needed to obey.
“G… Great… Great… Lord… What… what brings you to our humble village?”
The few servants guarding the house outside instantly prostrated themselves when they saw a dozen cavalry galloping towards them, looking terrified and stammering, unable to speak properly.
“What are you doing here?”
Toler was the first to speak. These lowly slaves were not worthy of Ning Cuo speaking to them personally.
His tall, serious figure, combined with his fully armed posture, instantly made these people even more nervous.
Several of them stammered for a long time before explaining their identity.
“We… we are Dr. Oka's servants. He… he… he is here to treat someone.”
Treat someone?
When he heard that, Ning Cuo wanted to laugh.
Doctors of this era, let alone their skills, their eyes were all on the top of their heads.
Would this kind of poverty-stricken person even think of finding a doctor?
And they even wanted the doctor to come to their door?
They weren't joking.
Just then, there was a clattering sound from inside the house.
This further confirmed Ning Cuo's thoughts.
“Toler, you take a few people in.”
They were here, they had to see what was going on.
Moreover, with his current identity, anyone who stood on this land had the right to be disposed of.
There was no need to be polite.
“Yes.”
Toler dismounted, and the few slaves wanted to say something more.
Neither the knights in front of them nor the doctor inside were someone they, lowly people, could provoke.
The saying that Roman slaves were treated worse than dogs was not groundless.
It was just a pity that Toler would only fulfill Ning Cuo's orders, even if it cost him his life.
He drew his sword from his waist, his arms bulged with strength.
The walls of the dilapidated house instantly shattered.
Simple and direct, revealing the situation inside.
The loud noise also attracted the attention of everyone nearby.
Ning Cuo, riding his horse, also instantly saw what was happening.
A blonde girl wearing a linen tunic, her hair braided in a braid, was holding something like a wooden stick.
The plump Dr. Oka had a look of obvious astonishment on his face.
He had no idea what had happened.
From the girl's face and body, you could tell that although she was scared, she still bravely picked up her weapon to protect herself.
But if Ning Cuo hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been hard to say.
Was this treatment? Or ‘treatment’?
Ning Cuo rolled his eyes but didn't say anything.
After all, in this era, this kind of thing was not uncommon.
Dr. Oka clearly didn't understand the situation, and when he saw a group of cavalry looking at him, he instantly jumped in place.
His face contorted into a ferocious expression.
“Who sent you here? How dare you attack me? Don’t you know I have connections with many nobles in the Elder Council?”
“Elder Council?”
Originally, he didn't have any intention, just wanting to break the disgusting fat man's legs.
But hearing this, Ning Cuo sentenced him to death.
“Toler, if I remember correctly, Matiu Oberstein is also a member of that Elder Council, right?”
Toler cooperated well, putting away his sword, answering respectfully.
His voice was loud enough for everyone present to hear.
“Yes, Lord Ning Cuo, if I remember correctly, you personally burned him to death yesterday. If you need anything, I can send someone to help you find the remaining ashes.”
Dr. Oka was speechless for a moment, then instantly let out a hysterical expression.
“Ha, you're full of it.”
Such a great noble wouldn't possibly come to such a poor place, shouldn’t he be in the city of Rome, indulging in his pleasures?
Raising an eyebrow, Ning Cuo was just about to speak.
The knights beside him began to ride their horses towards him, protecting him.
He looked back and suddenly saw hundreds of villagers nearby.
These villagers were all drawn here by the commotion.
They were holding all sorts of things, obviously coming to help Dr. Oka.
But when they saw Ning Cuo and his men on warhorses and armed with equipment.
They secretly put the wooden sticks and pitchforks they were holding behind their backs.
Their eyes revealed fear of the unknown.
They didn't understand why such a big thing was happening in their small village today.
They were even more worried that this would affect their current lives.
This was the tragedy of the little people.
Unable to control their own destiny.