"Sui Xiong" opened his eyes. He felt a headache, as if he had been bombarded by a thousand Captain Timo's mushrooms one after another.
A lot of messy things were swirling in his mind. There were bits and pieces of his life on Earth, but there were also a lot of inexplicable things that had nothing to do with him.
Nobles, territories, gods, magic …
What was all this!
He wanted to sit up, but he felt weak all over. He had just raised his head when it fell back onto the pillow, which made his headache worse.
However, this had already alerted the maidservant who was waiting at the side. The pretty maidservant looked at him with surprise and joy, then rushed out and yelled.
"The Baron has woken up! The Baron has woken up! "
The noise came quickly, and many people hurried over. Many of them were as surprised as the maid. More than one person saw that he had woken up, and they all knelt on the ground with tears on their faces, praying and thanking a certain god.
But … he also noticed that although some people also had smiles on their faces, there was a vague surprise and gloom in their eyes.
"Oh my god! Did I travel to another world? And it seems that the situation of traveling to another world is a bit bad! "
As a young man who often read online novels, he quickly understood his situation.
So, he used a "weak" voice to ask everyone to be quiet and not make noise, indicating that he needed to rest.
Those who were supposed to be his subordinates immediately obeyed his order and quietly retreated. Only the maid stayed behind to continue to take care of him.
Sui Xiong closed his eyes and began to slowly sort out his thoughts …
A few days later, Baron Keane, who had been sick for almost two months, and even the priest said that he would die, miraculously recovered.
A priest who had diagnosed him before, after a careful examination, was surprised to say that although little Krieg was still a little weak, there was no big problem. As long as he had a good rest for a month or two, he would be completely healthy.
"This must be a gift from the God of Literature and Art of Distant Song!" The priest said decisively. "There was absolutely no way for mortals to cure little Krieg's previous situation. Only a gift from a great Majesty could make him recover! "
This matter quickly became a topic of conversation in the upper class. Many nobles were very surprised and interested in it.
Did the God of Literature and Art have this ability? Many people were doubtful.
One had to know that the Church of the God of Literature and Art had been pushed aside by the Church of the God of Aristocracy in recent years to the point that it was difficult for them to gain a foothold, so much so that they had moved their headquarters to the Void Mask amusement park. If it weren't for the generosity of the great Jellyfish God, this follower of the Master of Mystery might not even be able to keep a large shrine!
If the God of Culture and Culture really had such an ability, why didn't he use it when his church was being ostracized by the Church of the God of Aristocracy?
After all, quite a number of nobles who believed in the God of Arts and Culture had died recently …
Or perhaps … this was the will of the Master of Mystery? His Majesty, who was especially great even among the gods, had finally decided to help his useless follower god, or was he planning to make a little counterattack against the aggressive noble lady (the God of Aristocracy)?
There were all kinds of speculations and opinions. For a time, undercurrents were surging in the upper echelons of the Duchy of Thunder, and there was a faint sign that a great storm was brewing.
But all of this had nothing to do with Kerrick Keane for the time being.
Sui Xiong, who had become "Crick Keane," was slowly understanding and grasping the memories left by the former owner of this body.
First of all, he wanted to thank the original owner of this specific body, Crick Keane.
Compared to those who had transmigrated purely with their bodies, or those whose souls had transmigrated without any information to refer to, his starting point was much better. Krieg Keane had basically left behind all of his memories, from small pieces of paper and books to large pieces of information about the local customs and practices of this world. It was as if a huge encyclopedia had been left behind for Krieg.
This was an indescribably precious inheritance. It was by fully absorbing and making use of this inheritance that he was able to smoothly take over the identity of Crick Keane without being seen through by anyone.
Secondly, he was a little distressed because he found that his situation was really not very good — Baron Keane was one of the few believers of the God of Culture and Culture in the upper echelons of the Duchy of Thunder, and he was also one of the main sponsors of the Church of the God of Culture and Culture. Even in his territory, there was still a small-scale shrine of the God of Culture and Culture.
And in the Duchy of Thunder and even the whole world, the Church of the God of Aristocracy was completely ostracizing the Church of the God of Culture and Culture. Many of the nobles who believed in the God of Culture and Culture had died without knowing why. It was relatively normal for someone like Crick to "die of illness," but there were even people who choked to death while drinking water, and people who were riding horses in brothels …
That God of Aristocracy or whatever it was, it was too straightforward and shameless!
Finally, he wanted to thank the powerful person who had transmigrated him. Because he actually had a good cheat — similar to the system in games, not only could it allow him to quickly identify all kinds of things, but most importantly, it could allow him to see the attributes of various people around him.
For example, he himself, Crick Keane, Strength 8, Physique 9, Agility 10, Perception 12, Intelligence 14, Charm 12, Reputation 400, Profession Lord Level 2, Scholar Level 4, Current state was "Poison Not Cleared."
Well, the poison was not cleared.
Poor Crick Keane did not die of illness at all, he was poisoned to death!
He had to thank the powerful person who had transmigrated him for helping him deal with the poison. Otherwise, he might have been poisoned to death as soon as he transmigrated.
Another example was his maid, Amelie, Strength 8, Physique 12, Agility 12, Perception 10, Intelligence 10, Charm 12, Reputation 50, Profession Maid Level 6, Loyalty 100.
Uh, this was the most important attribute among the attributes, Loyalty!
His cheat system was not like in some novels, where it could give him missions to increase his experience or something, but just to show the loyalty of his subordinates, he wanted to sing praises of the powerful person who had transmigrated him again.
This "Loyalty" was really too important for him now!
With the help of the system, he quickly checked all his subordinates. The loyalty of the vast majority of them was quite high, generally above 80. It could be seen that Crick Keane should be a good lord. In particular, what made him feel at ease was that Baron Keane's housekeeper, Layton, and his subordinate guard captain, James, who was also the head of the territorial knights, had loyalty of 100!
His personal maid, housekeeper, and guard captain were all die-hard loyal. It was really good! He needed to give them 32 likes!
And among his subordinates, the one with the least loyalty was the chef.
Zero.
Hey! Zero loyalty … That's too bad! Could it be that you were the one who poisoned Crick Keane to death? It must have been you!
In addition, there were a few servants whose loyalty was very bad. Two, three, five … To be precise, except for Amelie, the loyalty of his family's servants was generally very bad. None of them reached ten.
When "Crick" saw the loyalty of these people, he almost cursed out loud.
F * ck! This family had been infiltrated too much! This was simply like the joke that was circulating on the Internet, "Military secret meeting: Among us, there is a Kuomintang!"
As for the other subordinates, their situation was not much better.
After carefully screening all his subordinates, "Crick" made up his mind.
This territory needed a major cleansing!
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