CHAPTER 142: CHAPTER 128: DISCRIMINATION BASED ON STATUS (5K)

This way, gain more sunlight.

On those pea vines, blossoms of different colors are growing.

Pea flowers, butterfly-shaped, white or a faint purple.

If it were just a small patch, perhaps nothing would be noticed.

But, Lynn has planted three thousand acres!

In the three thousand acres of farmland, the wooden frames are covered with pea flowers.

A gentle breeze blows by, swaying the peas in this vast area.

From afar, it looks like a sea of flowers waving in the wind!

Moreover, the originally light fragrance of the flowers gathers together, enveloping the entire village...

This pea field has also become a place where villagers take their evening walks after tea.

At dusk, villagers walk together along the lime roads in the pea field, pointing and smiling.

Admiring this rare beauty.

Even the many farmers who planted peas dozens of times have never seen such a scene.

...

At dusk.

Lynn sat on a bench in front of the red brick house, gazing into the distance.

There, a castle building four or five meters high is covered in golden sunlight.

Though only half-built, you can still feel the castle’s majesty and grandeur.

In Lynn’s mind, he could still imagine.

He stands on the balcony in front of the castle, overlooking the countless people in the square below, giving speeches and talks.

Daydreaming?

Of course not.

At this development speed, it won’t take long to achieve!

Just then.

Kuisi came running to Lynn.

Her face had a look of urgency.

Kuisi, slightly out of breath, said, "Lin... Master Lynn..."

Lynn glanced at her and said, "Is there an urgent matter?"

Kuisi took a deep breath and quickly explained, "Master Lynn, a fight... a fight broke out, two groups of villagers are fighting!"

Lynn immediately frowned, and with a thought, opened the [Holographic Map] to quickly survey the area.

Sure enough.

In the open space outside the village, a dozen people are engaged in close combat.

Lynn got up from the bench, stepping towards them.

As he walked, Lynn said, "Red, call your men over!"

Red responded promptly, giving a glance to the guard behind him.

The guard understood immediately and rushed off.

Kuisi followed beside Lynn, constantly explaining.

"Master Lynn, they were discriminated against... leading to conflict, and eventually a fight broke out."

Lynn said nothing, continuing to walk.

Two minutes later.

Dozens of guards holding torches in their left hands and handheld long spears in their right hands followed behind Lynn.

Some villagers who were unaware of what was happening became nervous upon seeing this.

They have been on Master Lynn’s land for so long.

It’s their first time witnessing such a scene.

Soon after.

On a piece of wasteland outside the village.

"Beat him up!"

"Hit their heads, I’ll be responsible if they’re killed."

"They’re just a bunch of slaves, do they really think eating the same food and living in the same houses as us changes the fact that they’re slaves?"

"Beat them! Beat them..."

"..."

Lynn hadn’t yet reached the wasteland, but the voices could already be heard!

In the dark ahead, voices of curses and scolding continuously echoed.

Seeing those figures attacking relentlessly, Lynn said in a deep voice, "Separate them, kill any who resist!"

Red responded, making a signal, and dozens of guards with torches and long spears charged forward.

As the guards approached with the flickering flames, they drew the attention of the dozens fighting.

They all stopped their actions, their arrogant, hateful faces turning to fear and panic.

Panic-stricken voices rang out.

"Guards... it’s the Guard Team!"

"That’s... Master Lynn."

"We’re doomed, doomed..."

"What do we do? Escape? Master Lynn hates to see fighting!"

"..."

Seeing the fully armed guards getting closer, the fear on their faces grew more evident.

A middle-aged man’s face was covered in beads of sweat.

His feet, almost uncontrollably, retreated.

In the next second.

The middle-aged man ran without looking back into the darkness behind him.

His escape instantly triggered shouts from those nearby.

"Ruer, don’t run, stop!"

"Stop, if you run you won’t survive."

"Ruer..."

"..."

The middle-aged man heard the familiar shouting behind him, but he didn’t stop at all.

Seeing the fields of peas ahead, a hint of delight appeared on his face.

As long as he gets into the pea fields, and taking advantage of the night, goes into the distant forest, and delves deep into it...

He has a good chance of surviving.

But if he stays...

This fight was instigated by him!

He’s the main culprit!

If he stays put, awaiting execution, he’d be dead for sure.

Master Lynn would never let him go!

Seeing the pea field only ten meters away, Ruer quickened his pace.

Ten meters.

Eight meters!

Six meters!

Getting closer!

Five meters.

Three meters...

One meter!

Just as Ruer’s legs pushed forward, leaping up.

Whoosh!

The whistling sound of a sharp arrow filled his ears.

The speed was so fast.

Ruer didn’t even have time to turn his head.

A strong surge of pain struck him from his back.

Ruer’s body, which was about to roll to relieve pressure, landed directly on the pea ridges planted by farmers.

Struggling to get up, Ruer looked behind; there was already an arrow embedded in his back.

Less than half of the arrow was visible.

Cough, cough~

The stabbing pain and shortness of breath from his lungs made Ruer cough.

Bubbles of fresh blood spewed from his mouth.

At this moment.

Sounds of footsteps came from behind.

Ruer looked back, seeing a tall man with guards, entering his sight.

The flickering torchlight illuminated the man’s stern face.

Without any words, it filled him with fear.

Ruer stammered, "Lynn... Master Lynn, I was wrong..."

"Master Lynn, I don’t want to die..."