Chapter 166: Nobles’ Release Method

Chapter 166: Nobles’ Release Method

In the study inside the castle...

“Are you not going to go shopping with Anri and the others?” Liu Feng propped his head with one hand, his black eyes fixated on Mina sitting at the corner of the desk. She only occupied half of the desk, with her petite feet dangling.

“...” Mina shook her head, munching on fried fish in her mouth. Her blue eyes met Liu Feng’s gaze, and she soon blushed and looked away in defeat.

Knock knock.

Someone knocked on the door, and Niu Ben’s voice ran out. “Young Master, I’ve brought the person here.”

“Damn peasants, how dare you treat a noble like this?” Niu Ben’s voice was soon followed by a disgusting one, which made both Liu Feng and Mina frown.

“Come in!” Liu Feng raised an eyebrow, rested his elbow on the table, and clasped his hands together as he watched the two enter the room.

Niu Ben carried Omar into the study by his collar and pushed him down onto a chair in front of the desk. Omar’s were tied to the armrests.

“Who are you people? Don’t you know that arresting a baron is a capital offense? You’re going to be hanged!” Baron Omar’s eyes were bloodshot, his anger burning.

“...” Liu Feng looked at Omar’s face, which was swollen on one side, and felt annoyed. He said calmly, “Make him understand the situation he’s in!”

“Yes, sir!” Niu Ben nodded slightly. He had been with Liu Feng for a while, and he knew some of Liu Feng’s bad habits noble manners- things must be orderly and symmetrical.

Slap!

Omar was confused. His intact cheek was slapped, and he felt a bit dizzy. In the dungeon, I was slapped as soon as I started cursing. How come I got awarded with a slap just for shouting a few words?

“Mhmm, much better,” Liu Feng said, looking at Omar’s symmetrically swollen face, relaxing his furrowed brows.

“Who are you? Where am I?” Omar obediently sat on the chair, staring at Liu Feng. In a stern voice, he asked, “Do you know who I am?”

“It doesn’t matter who I am, what matters is that you will die.” Liu Feng said calmly.

“No, you can’t kill me. My father is a count, Count Pulley. If you kill me, my lord father won’t let you off,” Omar panicked, trying to intimidate Liu Feng with his father.

“Oh? Count Pulley?” Liu Feng raised an eyebrow. That’s the first piece of information.

“Yes!” Omar saw Liu Feng’s hesitation and hurriedly shouted, “Count Pulley has 200 knights. They are in another league compared to the horse thieves under me.

“So what? If I secretly kill you, Count Pulley won’t know.” Liu Feng narrowed his eyes. Second piece of information, get! 200 knights, quite a strong force. If he forcibly conscripts civilians, he’ll be able to make a force of a thousand people.

“No! I can have my father send ransom!” Omar hastily shouted. In this world, there were 3 ways to deal with a captive noble: kill them, enslave them, or return them after the other party paid ransom. In most cases, noble captives were dealt with by ransom, as that was the most beneficial.

“Oh? How much ransom do you think Count Pulley would offer?” Liu Feng asked curiously.

“50 gold coins.” Omar blurted out. Seeing no change in Liu Feng’s expression, he quickly said, “No, 100 gold coins.”

“A hundred gold coins?” Liu Feng’s lips curved up, his voice calm. “100 gold coins are hardly tempting.”

“You?” Omar widened his eyes. 100 gold coins was the ransom for a viscount.

“Take him to the black ore mine,” Liu Feng said, waving his hand. “You mine for me for 100 years. If you are still alive by then, I’ll let you go.”

“Understood!” Niu Ben nodded.

“What? 100 years? Mining? In the black ore mine?” Omar’s eyes bulged, and he desperately shouted, “No, no, please, just kill me...”

“Shut up!”

Slap!