Seeing everyone's expression of disappointment, Ribo pointed to the spearman just now and said, "Remember all of you to me. I will generously reward the person who obeys my orders the most. Remember! He is the most obedient, and you will also know how generous I am." Ribo turned around and walked towards his carriage.

"A very interesting reward method, which I would never have thought of." Prince Henride standing next to him said with a smile.

"Absolutely, you are a prince, the king of a country, and the wise commander. Whether it is reward or punishment, you must be fair and reasonable. What I use is the method of a merchant, giving additional rewards to win people's hearts, and at the same time touching others, and hoping to be rewarded." Ruibo said with a smile.

"But, will this move still work in the future? The soldiers who were fooled by you may scold you in their hearts. If such a thing happens again, I'm afraid that only the spearman named Ben will obey your instructions." The willful princess next to him said disapprovingly.

Ruibo did not answer the princess's question. He held his finger leisurely, counted back and forth quietly for a while, then a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "It's almost time."

"When is it almost done?" His Royal Highness asked in confusion.

"I think that now the spearman has been looted. Jealousy is part of human nature and is difficult to eradicate. When jealousy and anger are mixed together, those favored by the God of Luck will become public enemies of the jealous people." As he said that, Riboshin waved his hand and called a paladin.

"Call the captain of the guards." Ruibo ordered.

The paladin took the order and left, and soon he saw a smart and capable officer riding his horse toward him.

"Sir, I was investigating ahead just now and did not find any suspicious situations." The officer jumped off the horse and reported immediately.

"I want to know, do I have the power to temporarily advance to a soldier position?" Ribo asked.

The officer obviously did not understand why the Earl asked such a question. He was stunned for a moment and immediately replied: "Yes, sir, you are the supreme commander here. You have the right to promote and reward anyone."

"Okay, there is a first-class spearman named Ben Doke. I want to promote him to patrol cavalry and find him a better war horse." Ruibo ordered.

The captain had no idea which guy was so lucky, but he didn't want to violate the orders of this count.

Who is this Count? He knows much more clearly than his subordinates. He is not a person he can afford.

When the captain turned around and left to execute Ruibo's orders, the tricky little girl next to him asked in confusion: "Is this necessary? Are you so free that you have to play with your scheming even in such small things?"

Ribo did not answer, he just shrugged his shoulders and walked towards his carriage.

Looking at Ribo's thin back, His Highness Prince Henride frowned tightly.

"My dear sister, you obviously underestimated him just now. This is not fighting against those soldiers. If I guess correctly, after this lesson, the guards will obey his orders more than before. No soldier does not seek rewards, and it is difficult for human yu to be completely fed. The guy chose an extremely clever method, and he pretended to be the God of Luck. He chose a lucky person and gave the lucky person a gift that no one could imagine. The God of Luck is obviously far more than what the lucky person deserves, and he will also be the hope of being a lucky person to give everyone among the soldiers. My dear sister, imagine how the soldiers will treat such a lucky god who can give generous gifts?"

The tricky princess nodded thoughtfully.

"What he is doing now is almost the same as the horse racing meeting at the beginning, which can better reflect the wisdom he possesses. The little heir of Sethborough is very good at grasping the greed of human nature, using interests as tools, and temptation as steps, so that everyone can't help but lift him up. I believe that when the spearman rides majestic on the war horse, when he gets back his wealth from his companions who have blackmailed and plundered him, the orders of the little heir of Sethborough will never be violated." The prince shook his head and said, "This is definitely not a solution I might think of. As the little Count himself said, this is the method of a merchant, and I am better at using military rewards and punishments to make my troops obey me."

"Wow! In this way, that guy is so scheming!" The princess Delizhi exclaimed.

"Of course, how could they have eliminated the same kind that traverses the northwest coast so cleanly and thoroughly. You should know from Princess Mary what a powerful character Mr. Lomel, who once dominated the northwest of the Kingdom of Francis and the island of Ing. In terms of strength, Mr. Lomel is no less than that respectable Lord Hyde. I witnessed the showdown between the two kings of Assassin. To be honest, any of them have the strength to compete with Foster. The reason why Mr. Lomel was defeated so miserably was because he was much inferior in strategy. The southerners were all experts in conspiracy, and I even believed that if they had a little change, they would jump out of countless deadly conspiracies. It was these conspiracies that ruined Mr. Lomel's life. I hope I don't have to face their conspiracy." His Highness said with a wry smile.

Thinking of this, His Highness the Prince sighed heavily, and suddenly he realized that he was too disobedient and looked around.

He felt relieved when he saw that there was no one beside him except his naughty sister and the master who never said a word.

However, he did not notice that a red bird that looked extremely beautiful was parked on the branches above his head.

The beautiful bird combed its feathers on its own, and sometimes flapped its wings twice, shaking its branches and leaves rustling, until the long convoy started to move again, until the carriage gradually faded away, the red bird gently flapped its wings and flew towards the depths of the dense forest in the distance.

A lonely forest hut was built deep in the dense forest, which was originally a place for woodcutters to rest.

The narrow cottages were all made of thick pine wood, and the pine wood was not even removed from the bark.

The wooden house was so simple that it had no windows and only had a door, but it never looked closed.

It is not the season for logging, so there are no loggers living in the wooden house. The red bird flew straight into the cabin.

"My little cutie, what kind of news did you bring to us?" A beautiful woman sat leisurely on a simple pine-board bed in the wooden house, and she said softly to the little bird.

The woman looked about twenty-seven or eight years old, tall and slender, with two light and curved eyebrows that looked mysterious and weird.

On the other side of the wooden house, in a dark corner, there was another man kneeling, with a pale face and leaning against him against a long wooden stick.

If the person who saw this wooden stick lacked some courage, he would immediately faint on the ground.

Because the top of the wooden stick is inlaid with the bones of a reptile who is not sure whether it is a gecko or a lizard, and the bones are covered with slowly wriggling scorpions and centipedes.

These scorpions have a purple shell, while those centipedes are as bright red as blood.

They are numerous and crawling around constantly, even fighting, killing and devouring each other.

But what is incredible is that they will never cross an invisible boundary, nor will they leave the wooden stick, and they will never fall to the ground, even those dead bodies will not fall into the slightest.

"I have to tell you that the guys you are facing this time are definitely not simple. There are at least three of them, which makes me be careful. One of them is not only a magician, but also has a very good brain. I guess he is the enemy you have been gritting your teeth and hating. The other old man is even more dangerous. He can see through the future and has extremely keen perception. Fortunately, I am lucky to be a demon spirit. My existence has surpassed this world. His power has no effect on me. The last one may be the most dangerous of those three guys. Although he does not have any magical power, he can even make me feel scared." The beautiful red bird actually spoke and kept talking.

Before it could finish speaking, the beauty suddenly grabbed it, and the slender jade fingers gradually tightened without mercy.

The bird's neck was easily broken, and the beautiful woman said with a cruel smile on her lips: "We don't want to listen to your long-winded words. As long as you re-express everything you see, we will judge whether the opponent is dangerous enough." After saying that, she waved her hand and threw the bird's body away from the door.

After a while, another bird flew in from outside the door, which was a gray magpies that could be seen everywhere in a fairly ordinary forest.

"You shouldn't be so rude. I really like that body..." Before the gray magpie could finish nagging, it saw a slender hand reaching towards it again.

The gray magpie quickly flapped her wings and flew away, muttering constantly: "I have no patience, too impatient." As she said that, it flew around the narrow wooden house.

Suddenly everything around disappeared without a trace, and even the surrounding scenery became the exit of the forest, and in the distance were the rolling hills.

A long convoy, a noisy guard soldiers, and the overturning cart...

The two men watched quietly.

After a while, the pale figure originally knelt in the corner and waved his hand to dispel the illusions.

"Why don't you continue watching?" the woman asked.

"No need, I just need to know who my opponent is." As he said that, the man held the long wooden stick tightly with his hands: "I'm going out for a walk, and you can help me protect my body."

After saying that, the man muttered something, shouted violently, and poked the wooden stick into the soil. A stream of black smoke suddenly evaporated from the ground where he was kneeling.

The thick black smoke lingered around the man, adding a little weirdness and mystery to him.

And at this moment, the man seemed to have died, and he could not feel the breath of life at all.

His hands had already let go of the wooden stick and sat down there with his knees, like a corpse that had lost his life.

"Jebli is really dependent on that kind of thing." The woman leaning on the edge of the bed said calmly.

"Don't you rely on me too?" The bird was also clamoring.

"Rely on you? You are the most useless helper." The woman said disapprovingly.

"But why do I think you want me to help you monitor Jebli?" the bird said, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Go quickly!" The woman stopped talking more and ordered directly.

"Okay! But you have to admit that you owe me a favor." As he said that, the bird fell to the ground and immediately lost a trace of vitality.

In an endless darkness, in a void space, a lonely soul floats.

But that was not the dead soul. The reason why he was able to come here was because he had special power.

"Wake up! The powerful omniscient undead, please listen to my request and tell me that I have a deal to complete with you for the reward you want to get." The soul said slowly.

Suddenly, a few wisps of blue smoke floated in front of him.

The few wisps of blue smoke that floated into a human form.

The man dressed very similar to the person who was kneeling in the wooden house. The only difference was that he did not have the long wooden stick, which was that the human figure turned into by Qingyan looked older, thinner, and less angry.

"I already know what you want me to do for you, but unfortunately, I can't help this time." The humanoid said slowly.

"Why? Is anyone among them more powerful than you?" asked the soul of the caster.

"No...I'm not afraid of any of them. What really scares me is another guy. Your target has entered a place that I can't enter, which is the territory he controls. I don't want to have a conflict with that guy." said the ancient undead.

"Who can make you feel so afraid? Haven't you been the greatest necromancer? Are you not the most powerful undead now?" asked the soul of the caster.

"Don't make such a provocation again, my junior, otherwise you will not even have the chance to regret it." The undead roared angrily.

"If that guy had also completely lost his life, I wouldn't be afraid of him at all. Unfortunately, he still had a glimmer of hope, which made him wander between life and death and become a special existence. What's more, I'm not familiar with his power. If he is an enemy of him, he may not win. And I don't think you can give me enough rewards and make me offend such a powerful opponent at all costs. However, I can still try to help you, as long as you are willing to give me enough rewards." The undead said leisurely.

"How can you help me, tell me your advice," said the soul of the caster.

"This is very simple. Although it is not convenient for me to take action personally, I can let the guy who makes me afraid pay attention to your enemy. I can guess what he needs, and everything he needs can be obtained from your enemy. That guy has the same powerful force as me, and with your strength, he can only borrow one tenth of his power from me. Think about it, this is a profitable transaction." The ancient undead said slowly.

"Your idea is pretty good. You can get a generous reward from me, but you don't have to put in much effort. I agree with this deal, but you'd better offer a reasonable price." said the soul of the caster.

"Don't forget the rules of our industry. Too cheap prices will take huge risks." Ancient undead said coldly.

"I know, but since you are lazy, why do I still do such stupid things? Even if that guy fails completely, it has nothing to do with you. You don't have to worry about losing anything, so how can you get too much compensation from me?" The soul of the caster replied without retreating.

"Okay, then I'll take your lifespan away for one year, plus fifty pounds of human blood and the souls of two newborn babies. I think you won't feel too much about the last two. Anyway, you won't hurt yourself if you do these things." The ancient undead said slowly.

"I can give you more human blood and more baby souls, but for my life span, giving you a month is too much in my opinion." The soul of the caster said coldly.

"This is not like your usual habit. You usually cut off one-third of the price, but this time you are so stingy. What's more, what I'm asking for is not much. A one-year life is nothing for your long life. I must warn you that you seem a bit abnormal today. I want to warn you something you should have been very clear about. As a magician who summons the dead, abnormal behavior is definitely an ominous sign."

The words of the ancient necromancer caused a tremor to the soul of the caster. He naturally knew about this warning that has been circulating among the necromancers since ancient times.

"Okay, then just say this, I will no longer be stingy, and you will do this with all your heart." After saying all this, a burst of blue smoke suddenly emanated from the soul of the caster.

The blue smoke flew towards the ancient undead.

When this stream of blue smoke and the blue smoke that surrounds the ancient dead spirit and forms his visible body, the soul of the caster suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the empty place, looking at the place where the soul of the caster just now, the ancient undead made of faint blue smoke showed a strange smile on his face.

"It is certainly abnormal to be too stingy, but it is also abnormal to be too generous. It seems that we are going to welcome a new companion. This place of nothingness will add a new undead."

With a gloomy laughter, the originally empty world suddenly appeared countless human figures like the ancient undead.
To be continued...