-*Knock* *Knock*

-*Creak* Oh, it's you, young lord. What brings you here?

-I'd like to examine the bodies. Maybe I can find out something. Can I enter?

-Of course, of course. Come in. -The priest let me into the temple. -However, be careful. I haven't purified them yet, they can rise as obyrs. Should I stay with you for protection?

-No need, I can handle them even if everyone rises.

-Okay, but I'll be there, if anything happens, call me.

-Of course.

...

The priest led me to a room with corpses. They were still warm. I hope I managed it, the brain is dying quickly. Less than 10 minutes have passed since their death.

Because of the crowd, I had to postpone their absorption

I went to the nearest corpse, pierced its eye with my fingers, then tore off my fingers. Having done this with all the corpses, I just had to wait until the information absorption was over.

Although many memories were damaged, I got the overall picture. Count Muller and Baron Willy? I should tell Andre that. It will take half a day by carriage, and when I return, the village may already be attacked.

I have 9 militia members and one good fighter. The Mueller family has more than 40 fighters. The baron, not including those killed, has 17 fighters left.

The servants do not know how important it was for their master. I have to prepare for the worst. I don't have enough biomaterial right now to instantly create a squad. I need to get replenishment from the nest, but for now, I can try something.

I turned and left the room, and my cells, after absorbing the brain, replaced the eyes of the corpses

…

PoV Willy

The next day, news came from the village. The boy together with the servant killed 5 fighters? Of course, they were not well protected, but there were more of them. Should we send more people, or should we leave the village alone? But this will not please the count.

- *Knock* *Knock * My lord, Count Muller has come to visit you.

-What? Bring him here.

A minute later, the Count came into the room. I stood up and greeted him.

- Hello, Count. Did something happen?

-We need to change the plan, otherwise, there is a rather big chance that we will be discovered. However, you will still have to do more work

-I'm listening.

-You need to go under the guise of a bastard with a couple of servants to different gangs of brigands. And then persuading them with promises of wealth to attack the village. It is desirable to destroy the village completely.

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-But what should I do when they realize that there is no wealth here?

-What are you talking about? There is wealth here. Andre's Bastard, tell them that Andre dotes on the bastard, if you capture him alive, you will receive a huge ransom. They are too stupid to think far ahead. If they believe that you have connections with the nobility and you can arrange a good deal for them, then they should not touch you. But just in case, always keep a squad with you for control.

I thought about the plan and frowned

-It may take a long time. I'm afraid they will hand over the harvest to the Liu Altin family during this time.

-I will hand over my Level 2 warrior. He will help you with operations. You decide how to act. For me, only the result is important.

A second-level warrior? It seems that the count is seriously determined to destroy the village.

- Your plan is well thought out, but there is one problem

- What is it?

-I haven't had time to write a letter yet, but in short, this boy, along with a servant, killed 5 fighters of my family.

- Hmm. It seems that this servant is a warrior, and the child knows how to fight.

- Maybe it's that level 3 warrior?

-No. He guards his master's estate. The servant should be a maximum of 2 levels. Amazingly, he has free level 2 warriors, I thought that he sent everyone to help a relative. I will also send a level 1 warrior. -The Count said with a sickly face. - We can't let the plan fail.

As far as I understand, Count Muller is on bad terms with Count Andre. He cannot allow his family's influence to continue to grow. If I can help him, he will owe me.

-Don't worry, Count. Everything will be done in the best possible way. I will attack as only they harvest the crop.

…

PoV Frank

Yesterday young lord decided to postpone the training until tomorrow. But we have already been provided with a house(former residents were forced to live elsewhere for a while). Sleeping in a house of almost 10 people is... inconvenient.

In the morning, everyone already knew about how the young lord killed 5 robbers. Because of this, in the morning a group of young people came to enroll in the militia.

They let us in first. Me and 4 others were given quilted armor. It can be seen that it was washed in a hurry to provide it to us by the morning. The others looked at us with undisguised envy.

We were given either axes or spears as weapons. When we were already fully dressed and were full of happiness, the head came up to us. We all bowed to him in respect.

- I see you liked everything? -We all nodded-Good. I need you to follow me. It is very important. Left your weapons there, no one won't touch them.

We all nodded. He took us to his office and said

-Come in one at a time. Frank will be the first.

I obediently went into the office with the young lord. An ordinary office. The manager opened the chest of drawers and pulled out a piece of meat. After handing it to me he said

-Eat

-Eat what?

-Eat it. Come on.

-But, the meat is raw

-Don't worry, just eat it.

Deciding not to think too much, I eat a piece of meat. It was small. If the meat is not fried, it will taste terrible, and you can also get infected. But he won't infect his soldiers with diseases, will he? After I finished, he said

-Now sit down and close your eyes.

I obediently began to do what he said.

-Now what should I do?

-Can you feel something? A Connection?

When he said this, I began to feel a weak connection, mentally touching it, I felt as if my soul had connected with a higher being. Maybe it's a God?

-Good. Now you feel it too. Never tell the uninitiated about this. -Despite the fact he said it without emotion, I felt that if I dared to tell someone this, my fate would be unenviable.

-Anything else?

-That's all. Tell the next one to come in.

I left the office. The other militias immediately surrounded me

- Frank, what happened there? Can you tell me?

-I was forbidden to tell. You'll find out when you come in yourself. Who wants to enter?

- Let me do it. - Said one of the militia and went into the office.

- Frank, can you tell me in a whisper? I swear we'll keep our mouths shut, the manager will never know. -One of the militia whispered to me.

In response, I turned towards the office and said

- Believe it or not, but for some reason, I'm sure if I tell him what happened, he will find out about it.

-Alright, if you don't want to tell me, I suppose I can only wait - The others have finally left me alone

At the same time, I felt a new connection appeared. It seems that the militia has also become like me. I wonder what it is? A connection with God? Maybe this young lord is his apostle?

I was very impatient to talk about it with them tonight