Hearing this, Uliyan stopped pretending and asked in surprise, "Sir Nelson, what do you mean by that?" Nelson smiled pretentiously and was unwilling to answer. His attendant explained, "The honorable Sir Nelson has taken a fancy to your land and is willing to buy it at a high price of fifty gold soles." As he said this, he took out the purse he had prepared long ago from his pocket and threw it on the wooden table. The string of the purse came loose, revealing the golden coins inside. Uliyan understood instantly that the other party had been pointing fingers and finding all kinds of faults since entering Hewan, belittling Hewan as worthless. It turns out that they treat it as a commodity, and they keep suppressing the price first, and then they can bargain. Wu Liyang said angrily: "Sorry, this is my pioneer territory and I will never sell it." Nelson said leisurely: "You are wrong. In theory, this is Count Fruilov's land. I paid just to buy peace of mind." His followers also helped: "You don't even have the title of knight now. Even if my master doesn't buy it, it will be snatched away by others sooner or later. Besides, there is nothing here, just a broken village. If it were me, I would take this huge sum of money and go to Isenbor to become a small landowner."
"My people are here!" "What tribe? Just a bunch of serfs!" Uliyan's face was already unhappy and he was too lazy to argue. He waved his hand and asked the river bend militia next to him to present the gifts that had been prepared long ago. This is a stack of mink and fox skins, all of which are carefully processed high-end goods and are also the favorite furs of the imperial nobles. Originally, Uliyanna came to Isenpol to socialize with the nobles, but now he just took the money to ward off evil. "Riverbend is poor and simple, and we really can't offer any presentable gifts. These furs are just a small gift from the Lord for taking the trouble to visit Riverbend." "As for the land issue in the river bend, let's not talk about it any further." Before Nelson could say anything, his followers could no longer hold back and drew out their steel swords, using one strike to split a dozen neatly stacked furs in half. He said angrily, "My Lord Sir, you are giving me face by choosing River Bay. Are you sending me away with these tattered leathers?" After inspecting the wild folks' camp, Leo was worried about Urian and hurried back to the lord's house. People like Nelson are just like low-level officials in the previous life. Their intention to extort money under the guise of inspection and supervision is too obvious. This kind of person has many layers of skin and speaks in a sarcastic tone. He is not someone that a low-ranking officer or a village leader can easily deal with. Ulian was just a rough guy from a military background. Although he had accumulated some experience in dealing with nobles through constant communication with them during this period, he still pales in comparison with the real nobles. Leo was afraid that Uliyan would be trapped by the other party's rhetoric, and his hard-earned property would be taken away for no reason. Although Leo himself did not have much experience, at least he had experienced it before and could assist and work together to minimize the losses. As soon as he returned to the river bend and passed by the militia's long house in front of the lord's house, he heard dull sounds of fighting coming from inside. The next second, the door of the militia's longhouse was knocked open, and an armed guard covered in blood escaped. Leo didn't have time to think, and kicked it back. His current strength was so powerful that he kicked the opponent three meters away. The opponent fell to the ground, unable to struggle, and almost died.
Ivan rushed out of the militia's longhouse, stepped on the armed guard's face, and stabbed his throat with a sword. Nelson and his entourage were invited to sit in the lord's house, and the rest of the armed guards were invited to rest in the militia longhouse. Unexpectedly, they were attacked by the militia as soon as they put down their weapons. Leo quickly asked, "What's going on?" Ivan smiled naively, dragging the body of the armed guard back and pointing to the lord's house. Leo hurried to the lord's house and pushed the door open. In the big house, facing the aggressive Nelson followers, Ulyan winked. Nelson's follower was about to continue cursing when suddenly a strong arm came from behind him and instantly clamped his head. Before he could struggle, a sharp dagger stabbed into his neck from one side and then came out from the other side. He struggled frantically, but his strength was drained away faster than the blood from his neck, and he was completely paralyzed within three seconds. The unnamed follower, who had just demonstrated his swordsmanship and temper, was slaughtered by Vichy like a chicken. As soon as Leo walked in, he saw this scene. Nelson never expected that they would suddenly attack and kill people. In his opinion, these people were lowly, cowardly, timid and easy to control. I have brought enough armed followers with me, almost the strength of a corner flag. How could the other party dare me! Besides, the intrigues among the nobles don't work that way. There's still a long way to go before blood is shed! First bargain, intimidate openly, and threaten secretly. Even if you fall out, it is a competition of family power, and then find a middleman to negotiate a compromise. The worst that could happen was to throw away the gloves and arrange a duel between his men. Nelson's paternal family, Gladstone, was also a square banner knight family of Isonbol, and had three knight territories with fertile lands. But Nelson didn't have any of these. He had two uncles, two brothers, and four cousins in his family. After finally obtaining the status of a knight, Nelson had no knighthood to inherit, and the Frelov family was unwilling to give the village to such a waste, so they only gave him a development book. But it is impossible to develop it. It is so tiring, so slow and so troublesome. So Nelson set his sights on the newly developed territory near Isenpol, and has been looking for a suitable knight territory for himself in the past few years. He also set his sights on the fourth knight territory developed by the Petukhov family, but after several negotiations, the matter came to nothing. Petukhov is also an old knight family in Isenbol, with a square flag knight, an extraordinary knight, two corner flag knights and the proletarian knight Romon. With five knights in a family, they can easily raise an army of several hundred people. Even Tariq, the lord of Isenpol, has to treat them with courtesy, let alone a proletarian knight like him. Nelson was so scared that he collapsed on the wooden steps. He pointed at Ulyan and shouted, "I am the honorable Sir Nelson, nephew of Earl Freelov! The third son of the Gladstone Banner family!" "How dare you offend the nobles!" Uliyan ordered his men expressionlessly, "Send Sir Nelson home!" After saying that, two militiamen came up, picked up the paralyzed Sir Nelson, and dragged him out of the house.
Ulyan made a throat-slitting gesture to the militiaman, then completely stopped caring about Nelson and started blaming Vichy. "Look at you! Why are you using a knife? Can't you just break your neck?" Vicchi lowered his head, put the dagger behind his back, and said weakly: "A knife...is more convenient, right?" "There's blood everywhere!" Uliyan was very sad. The wooden steps surrounding the fire pit and wooden table in the big house were for people to sit on, and they were covered with sheepskin and deerskin rugs carefully sewn by Olivia. At this time, several leather rugs, cushions, wooden tables, and fire pits were stained by the blood splattered by the followers. Even Olivia, who had been hiding in the room and watching the whole thing, came out and glared at Vickey angrily. Feeling guilty, Vicchi quickly carried the body of his follower, grabbed a few soiled blankets, and went out to wash them. Leo walked in, not expecting things to turn out like this. He shouted, "It's too barbaric! Too bloody! Why would someone kill someone out of the blue?"