Chapter 42: Awareness of Thoughts and the Strange Cat

Author: Leader of Tofu Brain Salted Party

Chapter 42: Awareness of Thoughts and the Strange Cat

At night, the Mitalavia Castle is brightly lit.

Viscount Aker Mitala's study on the second floor of the main building of the castle.

"Damn, what the hell is that old witch?" Viscount Mitara, who was walking around, said in an extremely annoyed manner. "It's been a long time since the transaction date, why is there no news at all?"

"Damn it, the day after tomorrow Earl Lester will be asked for a potion of life. I don't have a shadow yet. It's so deadly!" The more I thought about it, Viscount Mitala slapped the strong and beautiful mahogany table with a palm, opened the door, and shouted loudly to the outside, "Zerle, you ￥#@get over here!"

A moment later, a middle-aged man dressed in a white shirt and a black vest, a pair of black pants on his lower body, and a gray-black tuxedo dressed in a middle-aged man panting and knocking on Viscount Mitara's study.

"Master Viscount, what are your instructions?" Butler Zele bowed and listened to his master's instructions.

Mitala, with brown-yellow hair, square face and thick eyebrows, rough facial features, tall and slightly fat, gently hit Zele's shoulder and cursed, "You kid, you have been with me for so many years, why are you pretending to be? Get up and do something for me."

"Sir Viscount, this is not suitable..." Butler Zeller still kept bowing and listening.

Mitt stretched out his hands, forced Zeller's body straightened, and said unquestionably: "I am the master, listen to me!"

"Master Viscount..." Zelepo said with emotion.

"Okay, listen to me, and I know that the territory's economy has been in a downturn over the years. I have done some business with the witches in the Ricks Forest..." Viscount Mitala waved his hand and said, "Now, we must not be able to mess with the Earl of Leicester. Lead me to the witches to ask about it."

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Just as the master and servant were discussing the family's "business" in full swing, an uninvited guest came outside the Mitalavia Castle.

Zhong Ming turned over from Herta's back and listened to Besto reporting on the situation of Mitalavia Castle.

"Master, there are four formal knights in Mitala Castle, one of which is quite old and close to the Earth Knight, the rest are black iron species, and there are one hundred and sixty-two black iron species trainee knights, without wizards," Anmilton paused, "Herta is careful, you should be able to handle it."

"These nobles can really hide," Zhong Ming sneered, "Herta, Anmir, you two broke all the living people in this castle, men, women, young and old, and dragged them to the courtyard!"

On the surface, a viscount family, two or three formal knights are already full of strength, and with a hundred regular army of trainee knights, it is a high-level viscount with abundant martial ethics. I didn't expect to be quite good at hiding it. It seems that regardless of the East and the West, hiding its weakness is an instinct.

But no matter how much Viscount Mital can hide it, Master Zhong will definitely eat him tonight, and the creation god Zoya cannot keep it.

The good and bad things are good and bad, justice and evil. Today, the sage's time is clear and clear, and Zhong Ming figured it out: there has never been a difference between good and bad things and justice and evil in the world, only the position is different.

When a wolf eats a sheep, the wolf is extremely evil in the eyes of the sheep, but for the hungry wolf cubs, the wolf is justice! The shepherd protects the sheep, the shepherd is extremely evil in the eyes of the wolf, but for the trembling flock, the shepherd is justice!

Good and bad, justice and evil have always been relative, and are the concept of nothingness. Zhong Ming only wants freedom, and he will not do anything without doing anything! And this requires strength, the power to maintain his position and the power to control his own destiny!

Tonight, Master Zhong Ming is going to seek a great freedom with a clear idea and give this Viscount Mitala's family a neat and orderly family!

After a long time, Zhong Ming, who had finished the last knife, touched his lips and smoked a cigarette butt that did not exist. He threw a fireball technique onto the fuse of safety!

"boom!!!" In an instant, the first loud noise knocked the signal of the collapse of the Mitalavia Castle. The castle's outer castle, curtain wall, tower, gate tower, main building, and load-bearing columns or load-bearing structures made earth-shaking noises one after another. This historic castle became shaky in an instant, like a dying patient. After a terrifying "Donglong" sound, thick smoke, flames, rubble and dust drifted everywhere.

Fortunately, Zhong Ming's precise blast did not affect the core commercial area not far away.

A clear idea and a comfortable mood!

The next day, after Zhong Ming's "persuasion", Kesalina finally agreed to take the itinerary to give a reward to the Principality of Andrea. This carriage full of longing was driven on an unknown road again.

Ten days and nights later, a sunny noon, the warm blue and white sun shines on the earth.

Zhong Ming and his group were enjoying lunch.

"Hey, Lord Ming, look at that cat!" Ange pointed to a strange cat on the roadside in the distance and said excitedly, "It's so interesting!"

Why is this cat weird?

The cat had two hind paws wearing a pair of unfit boots, a linen pocket tied around his neck, and his two front paws also held the rope at the pocket, and walked with his two hind legs, which looked like a look.

The curious Zhong Ming and his group followed the cat quietly from afar and walked to a quiet bush of dry grass.

The cat took out a little rice bran and lettuce from his pocket and sprinkled it on the ground, then opened the pocket to reveal the rice bran and lettuce inside. He grabbed the long bag rope with his front paws and hid in the dead grass beside him, kicked his legs, his eyes raked, and his tongue spit out slightly, and he was lying there naturally.

After a while, a rash, young rabbit who didn't know much about the trap in the world got hooked.

I saw the rabbit carefully ate some lettuce sprinkled in the distance of the bag. The rare delicacy in winter quickly conquered its stomach.

Step by step, step by step, after step, the rabbit who had eaten the food outside the bag quietly looked at the strange cat that had fallen on the ground not far away for a long time without movement. He could no longer help but desire for deliciousness, so he went into the burlap bag and went into the bag to eat the rice bran and lettuce.

This strange cat instantly stopped being "dead" as before. He immediately pulled the rope suddenly, pulled the pocket mouth up and tightened it.

The rabbit was caught!

The rabbit crashed into the burlap bag in horror, trying to use all his strength to break out a way of life! But this was undoubtedly useless and ridiculous struggle.

The strange cat quickly ran to the burlap bag, grabbed the bold rabbit, groped its body, found the rabbit's head, grabbed the rabbit's head with both front paws, twisted it hard, and strangled the rabbit to death without mercy.

Regarding the question of aristocratic title: For example, Viscount Arc Mitala, a person with a close heart or a person of equal or higher status, can be called Viscount Arc; unfamiliar or lower status, is generally called Viscount Mitala. In short, that's about it.
Chapter completed!