Chapter 57: Winning People Over by Virtue

  Located in the rolling hills of Green Highlands, this vineyard is one of the most fertile wine-producing regions on the Ivory Isle. In the endless vineyards, a beautiful silver-white manor opens its doors wide, welcoming every guest who arrives...

  Alright, all the above is nonsense. The real fact is that at the entrance of that ominous mansion, dozens of bloodthirsty mercenaries with ferocious faces were pressing their sword handles, eyeing a group of fools who were delivering goods to their own doorstep.

  "It seems they're quite enthusiastic?" Lin Taiping, who had just arrived at the manor, walked down from the carriage with Kristen, looking at the group of burly men with menacing gazes across from them. He was so moved that he wiped away a tear from the corner of his eye, "What's this? Who said they weren't reasonable? Look, they've even formed a welcoming party, how courteous!"

  Get out! Is this what you call politeness? The dozen or so noble merchants who followed over to watch the commotion, as well as the large crowd of commoners who rushed over upon hearing the news, couldn't help but roll their eyes in unison, thinking that this guy must have either gotten water on his brain or really thought he was some kind of negotiation expert, able to make the Blood Fang Mercenary Corps hand over the estate with just a few empty words.

  Behind the noisy crowd, Marquis Glontae hummed coldly with an expressionless face, glanced at the thin steward beside him, and the latter immediately lowered his voice and said, "Sir, rest assured, the captain of the Green Wolf team said that as long as your promised reward is paid on time, he will let that little white face and Kirsten go to hell for their honeymoon together."

  "Is that so? That's truly unfortunate." The Marquis of Grolsch sighed lightly, his tone filled with resignation and sorrow. "But in the heat of battle, such accidents are bound to happen. Even if my beloved niece had her neck cut off, it couldn't be helped, could it?"

  A sorrowful expression, accompanied by a venomous tone of voice, made even the butler, who was already accustomed to such things, feel a chill run down his spine as he heard these words. Meanwhile, the Marquis de Gramont had taken a few steps forward and was gazing at Christine with a face full of sympathy: "My dear child, it seems that you and your fiancé have both encountered some... difficulties."

  "Not at all troublesome." Lin Taiping smiled and raised the corner of his mouth, then gently patted Kirsten's fragrant shoulder, and with a leisurely air, put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the manor gate.

  This guy is done for! Hundreds of aristocratic merchants and commoners collectively gazed at him with mournful eyes, and the Marquis de Gramont looked especially sorrowful. The only thing that made him regret was why his beautiful and strong niece didn't follow him to negotiate, so he could prepare two coffins at once.

  In this eerie atmosphere, Lin Taiping had already strolled to the front gate of the manor, looking up at the group of burly men over two meters tall, and very politely asked: "Excuse me, would you please inform Commander Qing Lang that..."

  "Scram!" More than a dozen ferocious mercenaries glared at him without any courtesy. The leader, a scar-faced ruffian, directly pulled out a huge double-handed axe and slammed it into the mud, "You little white face, before I kick your butt, the farther you scram, the better!"

  "Goodness, how rude. Lin Taiping retreated a few steps in frustration and continued to insist, "Sorry, everyone, maybe you still don't quite understand what I mean, I just wanted..."

  "Want that woman to take back the manor?" Scarface sneered evilly, his scar twisting like a venomous snake. "No problem, our captain said that if she is willing to kneel down and beg for mercy, then we can discuss anything."

  Excited, he licked the corner of his mouth, this guy sized up Kristen opposite him, with a lewd glint in his eyes, more than a dozen mercenaries burst out laughing, and some people ground their teeth, pulled out sharp long swords, as if waiting for Lin Taiping to rush up angrily and fight to the death.

  But unexpectedly, in the face of such blatant insult, Lin Taiping did not show any anger, on the contrary, after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly turned around and walked away without hesitation, completely ignoring the mocking laughter behind him.

  Coward! The scar-faced man brought a dozen mercenaries, with a mocking expression and raised middle finger. Even the nobles and civilians opposite couldn't help but show disdain, and Duke Glangta shook his head repeatedly, sighing in pain as if he felt that choosing such a useless fiancé for his niece was not worth it.

  However, amidst the scornful and mocking gazes, Lin Taiping still slowly retreated backwards, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps. After retreating a total of seven steps, he suddenly stopped.

  He gently rubbed the spatial ring, as if taking out something, yet with a wicked smile on his face, he looked at the group of mercenaries opposite him and slowly began to count on his fingers.

  "One! Two! Two point five..."

  What the hell? More than a dozen mercenaries were stunned and speechless, but in just an instant, Scarface suddenly had a heart-pounding feeling, but before he could react...

  With a loud crash, a small, pitch-black crystal cannon suddenly flew out of the spatial ring and heavily fell to the ground. Before anyone could utter a cry of surprise, Kirsten had already taken large strides forward and picked up the crystal cannon with just one hand, hoisting it onto her slender shoulders.

  The gods are above! An unbelievable cry of surprise suddenly echoed throughout the entire sky.

  In that instant, Kristin had already turned the cannon around, steadily aiming at the manor gate. Lin Taiping stood beside her, smiling brightly in the sunlight: "Hey, the disfigured guy over there, want to get intimate with a cannonball?"

  Boom! Before the words had fallen, the terrifying magic crystal cannon had gone crazy and started firing wildly!

  A sharp whistling sound, a scorching hot iron ball flew over the perfect arc, heavily slamming onto the solid gate, rolling waves of air surged forward, smoke and debris rose into the air, forming a black mushroom cloud that enveloped everything within tens of meters.

  Just one blow! Only just one blow!

  The entire gate had been blown to smithereens, and over a dozen mercenaries were ruthlessly flung out, their bodies battered and bruised as they crashed to the ground. The pitiful scar-faced man was covered in blood, his eyes wide with fear like a startled rabbit, letting out a mournful shriek: "No! You damned bastard, how dare you..."

  Boom! Answering him was Kirsten's second shot, another screaming shell that this time seemed to miss the target by a hair, not hitting the manor wall accurately but instead landing in the midst of dozens of mercenaries.

  Black smoke billowed into the air, and more than a dozen mercenaries were knocked unconscious. Under the impact of the massive shockwave, Scarface was like a cockroach that had been stepped on, his entire body flattened against the shattered gate, letting out ear-piercing screams nonstop.

  But just at that moment, as if in response to his cry for help, the battered gate was kicked open and more than 200 heavily armed mercenaries burst out like a mighty wave.

  Uniformly crimson armor, uniformly pitch-black heavy axes, these guys formed a battle array with practiced ease, ferociously and savagely roaring, revealing rows of sharp white teeth, and directly charged at Kirsten and Lin Taiping.

  "Mobbing?" Lin Taiping gently wrapped his arm around Kirsten's slender waist, looking at the large group of Bloodtooth mercenaries swarming in, "Well, since you're all so enthusiastic, then... Turo?"

  They had been waiting with bated breath, and the moment they heard this sentence, thirty Minotaur men burst out ferociously, a black light flashing by. They shed their disguises, instantly revealing the terrifying true face of dark creatures.

  Under the golden sunlight, the ferocious bull head shone with a bloody glow, its jet-black long horns sharp as knives, matching its massive body like a mountain, as if dozens of heavy bulldozers had crushed past, thirty thick and heavy totem stone pillars, like whirlwinds, howled and danced, enough to tear any object within the attack range into powder.

  No! The gods above, what have we just seen?

  In an instant, everyone present was stunned, a dozen or so nobles trembled and retreated, hundreds of civilians turned pale with shock, and as for the more than 200 Blood Fang mercenaries who unfortunately encountered the Minotaur, they seemed to have been punched in the face with a heavy fist, their morale completely gone.

  "Why... why did you bring... " The originally venomous smile of Marquis de Gramont suddenly felt a chill running up his spine, and he finally knew where the Goblins he had sent to find Christine had gone.

  "It's simple, these Minotaurs are all slaves given to me by my teacher." Lin Taiping smiled and replied, then... well, there was nothing else he could do, he just needed to move a stool over and sit down, watching the one-sided slaughter.

  Yes, this is simply a one-sided massacre!

  The Minotaur people who charged into the Bloodfang Mercenary Corps didn't need to exert much force, and in just a few breaths, they easily overturned a large group of people, as effortlessly as if they were having breakfast and drinking mushroom soup.

  In the end, even Tulou didn't need to lift a hand, just watching Lilia loudly shouting and waving two huge heavy frying pans, chasing after dozens of remaining mercenaries running around.

  "You bunch of trash, how dare you look down on my beloved family?" The first beauty of the Minotaur tribe, with a loud roar like thunder, swung two huge frying pans up and down, slapping people as if they were flies. "Go die, go die, all of you go die! I'm not showing mercy, do you think I'm a cow?!"

  "So, offending a woman is such a terrible thing." Lin Taiping looked on in the back, couldn't help but sympathize and quipped, "You guys should feel lucky, Lilia didn't bring her kitchen knife out today, otherwise..."

  At this moment, a strong magical fluctuation suddenly came!

  Accompanied by a low, mournful chant, six black-robed mages emerged from behind the gate, dazzling rays of light flashing on their fingertips, an aura of sudden and inexplicable danger enveloping the entire battlefield.

  "My god, it's really the Blood Fang Mercenary Corps!" Seeing this scene, the people who were originally stunned suddenly exclaimed again. No one had expected that the Blood Fang Mercenary Corps would actually hire six mages, although the highest was only mid-Bronze level. But if these six joined forces to launch a spell, it would be enough to take out a large group of Minotaur warriors with no magical resistance.

  At this moment, the originally pale face of Marquis Ge Lang Tai once again revealed a satisfied smile. He seemed to have already seen the fireball meteor falling from the sky, he seemed to have already seen that little white face kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, he seemed to have already seen a thick black wolf-toothed club...

  Wait, why is it, Wolf Tooth Club?