Vanessa didn't ask what the Panda Uncle came here to do, and whether the matter was done or not. Since she didn't say it, she didn't ask.

They left the farmer where the sow was located, and no one mentioned that they would drive the big pig back.

The panda uncle was afraid that the sow would be in an angry state and hurt the farmer. He believed that this kind of livestock would be able to go back by himself after a while, but Vanessa completely forgot about it.

They soon walked to a fork in the road, Vanessa was going west, back to Shejin Town, and Uncle Panda was going north.

Last time we met by chance, there were many things that were not suitable for us. Even if we were destined to meet again this time, she still had some ideas about the storm spirit she drank last time, and wanted to get a little more, so she solemnly sent an invitation.

"Next month we will be in the western wilderness. You don't know where the western wilderness is? Uh, that is, the southwest of Shanjin Town, will hold a wine festival. If Uncle Chen has nothing to do then, come and have fun together, right?"

"Okay, I will definitely go if I have time! Remember, I'll invite you next time!"

"Okay, please, next time you want it"

The two quickly separated, Vanessa returned to Shemjin Town and slept for a good night. The next morning, she received news that the werewolf and the remnants of the Difia Brotherhood who were blocking the road were wiped out and the road had been completely cleared.

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

"They killed my fourteen-year-old son and hanged them!"

Vanessa walked out of the hotel and happened to see Bovar Fertagen's subordinates escorting prisoners of war, or many thieves returning to the town of Shemjin.

The mantis arm is a chariot, and they are talking about them. There are only a few mid-level professionals who are the backbone, and relying on the numerous gnolls to attack Stormwind City? They are really blinded by greed.

These thieves are not bound by her. In the past two months, they have committed numerous crimes in the town of Shenjin and nearby villages and towns. They are unforgivable under the laws of any kingdom.

The Grand Duke of Bervar Ftagen held a trial meeting in the open land of Shemjin Town, and after the meeting, he sentenced a group of thieves to death in the name of his regent.

The sound of "bang bang" continued, and the pedals were removed. The thieves hung helplessly in the air, their tongues stretched and their eyes bulged. They ushered in the hatred eyes of the common people in Shinjin Town.

Vanessa has been watching in the crowd. She has never seen most of the people who were hanged before, and she has no impression of them at all.

But there were also a few of them who looked familiar. They were all right-hand men when Dafan led the stonemason union before, and she recognized a middle-aged man named Bakil Sreed.

The former vice president of the stonemason union, a very amiable person, is now a thief leader, mixed with a group of scumbags and being hung to death.

Vanessa sighed and did not take any rescue action. The other party escaped from prison and did not want to run away quickly. Instead, she mingled with the thieves and prepared to attack Stormwind City. This is his way to kill him.

More than fifty thieves from the Difia Brotherhood were executed on the spot. The people cheered like sea tides, and some people burst into tears and hugged their families and cried. The venue was filled with words such as "Long live the Grand Duke" and "Long live His Highness Fertagen".

The title is very chaotic, some are called Your Highness, and some are called Your Majesty.

Boval didn't mind the name. He waved his hand and asked the guards to stay behind, walked into the crowd, helped up this, saying that he was ashamed and was late.

Pull up that and tell him that the Storm Kingdom will be their solid backing. The townspeople can come to Storm City to find themselves if they have any difficulties.

"His Majesty Regent, please help us, we will not be able to survive!" A somewhat discordant voice rang among the crowd.

Not only Bervar Fertagan, but also Vanessa looked over.

The thin middle-aged man squeezed out of the crowd, and he pointed at a woman on the other side with tears in his face: "The Stonefield sow broke into my farmland and ate all the pumpkins in my house!! She was so vicious! I want you to kill the sow for me and kill it!"

The sow he called does not refer to people, but to pigs, a large sow

Vanessa was a little surprised. She led the sow to the wasteland last night, and there should be no farmland around.

The next moment she almost laughed out loud and hurriedly covered her mouth. She stood on a high place and watched the Regent's face change drastically from a distance, because the scene was so funny.

His Highness the Regent was very embarrassed. Since he became famous, he was promoted to the legendary paladin and served as the Regent of the Storm Kingdom, he has not been so embarrassed for many years.

What did this civilian ask him to do? Let him be the legendary paladin, the king of a country, help him kill pigs!

I will never agree. If the holy light is above it, it will become a stain on his life! If he is nagged by political enemies for a lifetime, even his descendants will be shamed.

Killing orcs is politically correct. Even if you dye your beard red, there will be no problem. The people will only admire and love it.

But what if I were holding a sword to kill a pig?

The Grand Duke of Bowal Ftagen did not know a man named He Jin, and did not know that the experience of killing pigs brought stains that the general could not erase in his life, but he could think of the consequences.

In the future, when others call him, they will use the "pig-killer" or the "pig-killer Duke" as a reference, which is simply a disaster!

Anxious, worried, angry, and dilemma put him on fire. If there were counselors around him, he could help him resolve the unfavorable situation and cover it up with any excuse. But Princess Black Dragon didn't want to walk to the front of the stage and returned to Stormwind City early. The thief leader was so low-key that he was scared. Boval didn't know if the other party was on the scene and wanted his subordinates to help, but he walked into the crowd himself, and his subordinates were far away, which made him wink and he was afraid that his subordinates would not understand.

This sow must not be killed. Not only can it be killed by itself, but its own guards and the First Legion of the Storm Kingdom cannot be killed. It has nothing to do with the size, number of pigs, and degree of ferocity! Even the pigs raised by Sargeras cannot be killed!

The reputation of the Pig-killing King, the Pig-killing Duke, and the Pig-killing Guard is really unpleasant!

He had a gentle smile on his face, as if he was listening to the complaints of civilians. In fact, he would not mention the embarrassment in his heart.

As a national leader, he is not lacking in decisiveness, but he is not good at handling specific affairs. He was born as a nobleman, had no worries about food and clothing, served the holy light, and was promoted to the legendary level. These things are all from family matters and are far from resolving neighborhood disputes. In other words, he didn't know how to solve the matter in front of him. He felt that there must be a way other than swords, but his thinking style did not switch to that channel, and he didn't think of a good idea for a while.
Chapter completed!