Unlike the other four nobles who were bound.

Og, who gave Joel's treasure, was not bound, but he had always worked, just to send flyers to people in the town and distribute matching black masks. Og was not vague at all, and he even provided this idea to Joel. This way, civilians could punish Count Oluo, who had exploited them without being discovered.

Although, this incident was not smooth at first because of the leaflets and masks distributed by Og, the son of Oluo, the lord Oluo.

But over time, when people discovered that Count Oluo's aristocratic identity could not provide him with any protection, and the soldiers who had exploited them in the past were replaced by the noble soldiers coming from another place, people gradually became brave. Until someone made a stone throwing action and returned safely, the action gradually became popular.

However, the price set by Yoll is too expensive to throw a gold coin at a time, and only a small number of civilians can afford it. Most of these civilians are doing business. Other people who throw often raise funds together and throw them once.

"Yor..., what are you doing?"

Corremont's cheeks were slight throbbing.

Untrained, he was thrown with stones at such a close distance and felt the pain that he had never tasted before. His gorgeous clothes had been taken away by Yoll and replaced with a broken rag dress. He was also hit by stones everywhere and left bruises.

Even with endless complaints, when Joel appears, he still has to change to a flattering taste.

In Collemon's words, this was nothing but moving the object of flattery from His Highness Bliss to Joel.

Compared to Corremont who tried to rely on flattery in exchange for treatment.

The other nobles' expressions became much more dull. If flattery was useful, they would not stay here.

"Well, I'm making a magic circle." Yoll replied.

"Magic Formation?"

Corremont heard that this is also known in the Kingdom of Magical Formation.

For example, the barrier of the royal capital is an absolute barrier created by thousands of magicians who are proficient in magic circles throughout their lives.

A magic circle can be made here...

Corremont's eyes lit up and he said in surprise: "Is it possible that Lord Yoll is planning to set up a barrier so that those damn civilians can't hit us!"

Joel shook his head for Corremon's delight.

This made Corremont feel regretful.

"Then, Your Excellency Joel must be far-sighted and has an intention that I cannot guess."

"Well, my intention to make this magic circle is actually very simple," said Yoll.

Corremont looked forward to it.

I heard Yoll continue, "This magic array is used for healing."

"Give it to us?" Corremon asked happily.

The remaining pain on the body is simply a torture.

Being able to receive treatment is better than being able to endure it all the time.

It must be my flattery that had the effect. Thinking of this, Corremont even gave the other nobles a show-off look—whether did I see, my flattery effect.

Yoll nodded.

"Because I changed the rules..."

"Changed the rules?"

For this statement, it was not only Corremont who gave a curious look.

Even Oluo and others who have been silent are the same.

"I'm not an excessive dragon, so I specially installed a magic circle for you."

Corremont was puzzled when he heard Joel say this.

But Oluo and others showed a look of horror, and fear filled their cheeks. When they first heard the saying "I am not an excessive dragon", it was when Yoll proposed this plan, and the next time they proposed it was when they were having a meal.

Corremont was just now bound and was not sure what it meant.

"We still don't need this magic circle anymore." Nickbin smiled awkwardly, without a slight noble demeanor.

"Forget it, Lord Yoel, we think it's as good as before." Oluo said with a smile.

"I don't need it..." Rashen said something vague in his mouth, and his mouth was trembling.

"How can I not do it? I am responsible for your life safety." Yoll said, "A tool for making money like you cannot die in vain. The magic circle for healing is a must."

Responsible for life safety?

I'm afraid the following sentence is your truth.

Everyone was stunned.

Even Corremont was frightened when he heard Joel's words.

"Hisser Joel...what rules have you changed? How can you throw a stone and lose someone's life?" Corremon asked as much as possible to suppress his fear.

"Don't you think this rule is too expensive to hit you with a stone once?"

Corremont shook his head left and right.

It's too cheap!

The nobles who smashed the kingdom with stones could not forgive the sins of such mobs elsewhere, even ten thousand gold coins.

"So I changed the rules... I chose a compromise method and prepared to use copper coins. Although I don't like copper coins, most of the civilians only have copper coins. They only need to invest ten copper coins at a time. When one gold coin comes, they will be given all of them in the account. But if this method is implemented, you need to be asked to resist more stones."

A gold coin can be converted into more than 10,000 copper coins according to the conversion method of the kingdom.

In other words, they have to bear a blow that is more than a thousand times the original one.

It should even be said that it is above this. If the original gold coins block civilians and can be replaced with copper coins, as long as they save money, civilians with hatred do not mind punishing these exploited nobles.

Damn, ruthless!

There were only these simple four words left in Corremont's mind.

"You damn...I curse you..."

A pile of disorderly rude words emerged from his mouth.

Joel smiled at these rude words.

"Well... wait for you to queue up and line him up."

In the past, Rashen was the one who was ahead, and as a warrior, he was the most capable of carrying the nobles.

Rashen naturally accepted this result with pleasure.

"It's time to arrange food for you, by the way... Remember to feed him more. He looks fat and needs to eat more to eat enough."

Yoll took out homemade cooking food, which was used for training for Narnia, but because he did too much, there was always some remnant.

The three nobles who tasted the food had turned extremely miserable, and only Rashen's face was slightly better. Although the food tasted extremely bad, its effect was also very significant, but the only thing that was significantly improved was the physical enhancement. Yoll gave them this food, as if it was to resist more attacks from stones.

As for the explanation, even if Yoel doesn't say it, they will do it.

Because of the nonsense of Marquis Corremont, they had to taste the "hell" once more.

"The people here seem to have deep resentment towards Earl Oluo. Where is your territory? I am going to open professional services to bring the civilians of your territory here so that they will not favor one or the other."

Joel's words made Earl Oluo look pleased.

"If you have this map, Og can provide it, just ask him to get it."

Ignoring the almost murderous eyes around him, Oluo replied first.
Chapter completed!