At the gate of the manor, the housekeeper Silva was directing Li Nong to work. These Li Nong firmly believed in the Lord of divine punishment. In order to temper their will and test their piety, Manda left them the hardest and arduous work.


    It''s August, and the farming time has long passed. There''s nothing to do in the farmland. But this is not the point. The point is not to let these people idle. Silva is very confident that he has nothing to do. He is a necessary talent for a qualified housekeeper.


    First catch insects and then classify them. Locusts are divided into one category, spiders into one category, centipedes and horses into one category, and caterpillars into one category.


    The most important thing is snails. Other insects can be burned, but snails have to be thrown into copper shells. A snail can only get one copper coin, but there are more than 30 hard workers here. They can almost earn their wages.


    Silva took a whip and walked murderously between the fields. When he saw lazy people, it was a whip. They had to let them know the majesty of the housekeeper.


    At noon, the burning sun made everyone drowsy, and Silva came to take a nap under the tree.


    A sound of hoofs awakened the housekeeper''s dream. He opened his eyes and saw three war horses standing in front of him, followed by more than a dozen infantry.


    On the horseback sat three people, wearing armor and swords around their waists, looking at him coldly.


    Silva stared, opened his mouth and stood blankly for a while. A war horse suddenly snorted, which made him tremble.


    The two knights laughed and the Baron claudesai in the middle said expressionless, "I want to see your master."


    Silva was not so afraid, but he just woke up and couldn''t return to God. He had seen longwaldo, a robber who killed without blinking an eye, and Hannes, a god Punisher who killed people with a sense of art. He had seen the blood and flesh left by the crazy Millo in the tavern, and the unpredictable count who was beaten and defeated and fled.


    When Silva recovered, the authority of the housekeeper immediately returned to his face.


    "My Lord, I haven''t asked your name yet."


    The two knights stopped laughing. They urged the horse to take two steps forward. A knight took a lance and pointed at Silva and said, "call your master out. You are not qualified to speak here."


    "You are not qualified to stand here," Silva said with an indifferent smile, looking at the position of the horseshoes of the two knights. "This is Mr. kretsch munchke''s manor. If you want to see my master, report your names first. If you are strangers who break in without authorization, I can only treat you as robbers..."


    Before he finished, a knight suddenly waved a long gun and knocked Silva over to the ground. Silva lay on the ground and coughed violently. Each cough brought heartbreaking pain, and his ribs were broken.


    When he tried to get up, a knight brandished a lance and hit him in the left leg.


    With a crisp sound, his leg bone was also broken. Silva desperately bit the weeds on the ground without shouting.


    The Baron said in a deep voice, "tell your master to get out. I want to see him now!"


    Silva looked up at the Baron and squeezed a smile from his face.


    "That''s the same sentence. I''ll say it again and give your name."


    "You really don''t know the pain!" a knight smiled, waved his lance and hit Silva again. Silva desperately moved back, avoided the lance and grabbed a hemp rope hidden in the grass.


    He should have grabbed the rope long ago. That''s why he chose to sleep here. He just blamed himself for talking too much and missing the best time.


    The knight shot empty, swung his lance and hit again. He didn''t want the ground to sink suddenly. The two knights screamed and fell into the pit with their horses.


    This is the trap left by the "poet", and the superb construction method is invisible to ordinary people. Manda didn''t leave a guard at the door, but it doesn''t mean he was unprepared. There are many traps like this.


    The pit was deeply dug, the two knights fell miserably, and the Baron''s face turned red. He wanted to order the guards to kill Silva, but found that Silva had grabbed another piece of hemp rope.


    The guards were afraid and hesitated, but they saw a figure coming from afar.


    The Baron recognized the figure at a glance. It was his son, Manda. Even if he had never looked at the son, he would never be wrong.


    "You must be Baron Claude Sai," Manda said with a calm smile. "I heard yesterday that you were going to call me. I came back overnight. I didn''t expect you to come to my house in person. It''s a great honor for me."


    The Baron sneered and said, "do you still know me?"


    "To tell you the truth, I don''t recognize it," said Manda, pointing to the mark on Claudius''s chest. "Your Viscount has shown me your family emblem."


    The Baron clenched his teeth and said, "if you are still alive."


    Manda was stunned: "how can I answer this question?"


    "What means did you use to occupy this manor?"


    Manda shrugged and said, "there''s something wrong with the word occupation. It''s the intention of the viscount."


    "So you have become a liar. I really don''t see that you have such a talent. That''s why you can come out of the haze Valley alive?"


    "Baron, I really don''t understand what you''re talking about. Now that you''re here, please sit in my humble house and have a drink with us."


    "I don''t know how you deceived the Viscount, but don''t forget that I am your father and you are my son. Don''t forget how you should talk to me!"


    Manda said blankly, "your words are really puzzling. Why do you come to my manor to find your son? Has your son lost? The Viscount just gave me some slaves. Is there your son in it?"


    The Baron trembled with anger: "well, little bastard, you haven''t forgotten your origin, you bastard born of a slave!"


    Manda frowned and said, "Baron, why are your words so vulgar?"


    The count pulled out his sword and said, "bastard, kneel down immediately, lick my horse''s hooves, and then pray for my forgiveness."


    Manda shook her head and said, "you are also a noble. Why are you so uneducated?"


    Claude Sai waved his sword and ordered the guards to charge.


    It''s not difficult for Manda to deal with these guards. The key is to achieve what degree.


    In broad daylight, kill them directly. There will be chaos in the future. After all, there are a group of Li farmers around.


    Cutting off their leg by one person can be regarded as compensation for Silva and a lesson for them.


    Manda is ready, but the guards are still hesitant. They have seen Manda and know that Manda is the illegitimate son of the baron. They know that Manda is dead, but they don''t know why he appears here.


    Some of these guards have fought and have the courage and courage to kill, but they are used to dealing with those who are scared and trembling and have no resistance, but they dare not deal with the ghost of unknown origin.


    After a moment of stalemate, suddenly a guard came to the Baron and whispered, "Baron Madsen is coming with a team of guards."


    Claude Sai hesitated for a moment, put away his sword and said, "I didn''t expect you to be ready. You know I''ll come today!"


    Manda smiled bitterly and said, "Baron, why do you think so highly of yourself?"


    The Baron told the guards to pull the two knights out of the pit, pointed the whip at Manda''s face and said, "remember what happened today, and you will regret it all your life."


    "Of course I''ll remember," Manda nodded. "You hurt my housekeeper and humiliated me. One of us will regret it."