The villain is invincible

Chapter 905 Conditions Are Good

Chapter 905 Conditions Are Good

"You are this?"

"My lord, you, you go first, no matter what you want to do, don't worry about us."

Now the half-goblins don't dare to entrap Mai Fan anymore.

He didn't even dare to think of telling the truth.

This mighty Mr. Devil can do nothing to make the monster of lies unaware.

If he started yelling at this moment, among other things, his own life might be lost immediately.

Whether it's the devil's side or Master Howard's side, people from both sides will not let him go.

Even if Master Howard won the final victory.

The chief culprit who brought the demon here may not end well.

That being the case, he simply pretended that he didn't know anything.

And that pig-headed woman...

She was just plain scared.

She obeyed Master Demon's arrangement unconditionally, and the other party didn't seem to have any intention of yelling.

Then she will definitely cooperate with Lord Demon and fulfill the other party's request.

But now, she is really afraid of death, so she can only trouble Lord Demon to do what she wants to do by herself.

Seeing the performance of these two people, Mai Fan was about to die of laughter, but in order to maintain his sense of mystery, he still had to hold back.

He just glanced at it with the tip of his eyes, and walked out of the warehouse expressionlessly.

According to the information obtained from the chat at night, the place where this body lives and works is in the farm behind Castle Howard.

He walked out of the warehouse, and the first thing he saw was Master Howard's castle.

To be honest, Mai Fan has seen a lot of castles in the real world.

But I have never seen such a perfunctory castle.

If you have to talk about the relationship between Howard's residence and the castle...

The house made of withered grass and yellow mud is quite thick and round, shaped like a hamburger.

If Hamburg is a castle...then it is true that Master Howard's residence is a castle.

Mai Fan just glanced at the castle, went around far away, and arrived at the farm where he lived.

Now this farm is not as lively as it used to be.

Last night, the slaves and workers on the farm, except for a few who needed to guard the livestock, were all sent out.

Until now, Mai Fan was the only one who returned to the farm.

For the rest, there has been no news. In the warehouse where the supplies were handed in, Mai Fan did not see any workers who were suspected of being farm servants.

So now he can pass through the gate of the farm unimpeded, and came directly to a low grass shed.

If the guess is not bad, this is the room where the workers live.

It is also miraculous to say that Mai Fan is already ready to look for clues from room to room.

But when he came to the farm, he found that his feet seemed to have memories, leading him directly to the room at the end of the house.

The room near the stockyards smelled the worst, and was also the dirtiest and worst room.

If the guess is correct, this is the original owner's original residence.

Looking at the surrounding environment, you don't need to think about why the original owner of this body lived in the worst room.

Because compared with the monster groups around here, Mai Fan's small body is simply a representative of weak B.

In an environment with relatively harsh living conditions, the surroundings are still so disordered.

Those weak ethnic groups must be the ones being bullied.

Whether intentional or unintentional.

The treatment of the weak will not be too wonderful.

And this room, this body, just lived in a poorer place, and was not violated or oppressed in other ways, which is considered very lucky.

Thinking of this, Mai Fan pushed open the door, only to find that the room was quite different from what he had imagined.

In Mai Fan's mind, the house should be impoverished, bare and bare.

But Mai Fan, who pushed the room away, unexpectedly saw dry straw and a few pieces of refreshing linen.

On the other side of the haystack, there was a clean wooden stake, which was used as a temporary table and chair.

In the middle of the wooden stake, there is a smooth wooden board, which acts like a bowl.

On the top of this wooden board, there is actually a piece of pancake that looks very rough, but it is still fresh.

Is this the treatment that a person who lives at the bottom of the servant community should have?

Or is it that Howard is an extremely clean lord, what requirements does he have for his servants?

Just as Mai Fan was thinking about it, he inadvertently glanced at the back window of his room.

I was seeing a worker who was in charge of guarding the cattle coming from the cattle pen.

There was a pile of mud and feces on the other party's body, and his clothes were also messy, covered with dead branches and leaves.

A bunch of insects, who didn't know whether they were flies or mosquitoes, surrounded his head, buzzing.

But that person didn't care at all, and even clenched his teeth with his fingers, squeaked, and opened the door not far from Mai Fan.

As soon as the door of this room was opened, a stench like a heat wave radiated directly.

Even if Mai Fan is more than ten meters away, he can still smell the smell like a mixture of salted fish and smelly socks.

From the gap in the opened room, Mai Fan saw...

The room was chaotic, like a pigsty, not only did it have no beds, but there was no place to stay.

The creature seemed to be sleeping on a rotten mud pond. After closing the door, it made a loud snoring sound.

This made Mai Fan wonder what kind of identity his body is.

Thinking of Mai Fan here, without doing anything else, he searched the room carefully from the inside to the outside.

Don't tell me, letting Mai Fan toss around like this really made him find a lot of clues.

First of all, the clothes on this body are relatively ragged, but in fact he has clothes himself.

Mai Fan looked at the small cloth bag he found in his hand.

There were actually two sets of clothes in the furoshiki.

From Mai Fan's point of view, these two clothes can only be said to be quite ordinary.

The style is also quite ordinary.

But after twisting it with his hands and analyzing it in the diary, he came to an incredible conclusion.

This young man who looks a lot like him is not wearing simple clothes.

'Linen clothes made of ice silk, soft-soled boots woven by fairies, and cotton wool trousers from the kingdom of elves. '

An ordinary trousers and jacket, dusty, but the materials are so excellent.

Could it be that he still has some great identity in the dark world?

Great nobles or something?

Was it a certain prince who was defeated or his family was destroyed, and was on the run?

But if this is the case, shouldn't the clothes look more fashionable, it won't be like it is now...

The style is ordinary, but the material is excellent.

(End of this chapter)