The only people who followed Torento into the villa were Lord Jonathan of Sonderburg and two other shepherds.

Li Ziyu knew that someone was coming, and it seemed that they were coming for her, so she called the housekeeper and asked him to arrange the living room.

After last night, the housekeeper did not resist Li Ziyu's instructions at all, but felt that this was very normal.

Even their master Toronto was so respectful to Li Ziyu, so naturally those of them who survived because of protection should be even more respectful.

The young housekeeper led the four of them into the living room.

Entering the living room, a few people immediately saw the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the scenery outside with his hands behind his back.

Hearing the footsteps, Li Ziyu turned around and looked at the four people with a calm expression.

Torento took two steps forward and said loudly, "Master, I'm back."

Li Ziyu smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Well, who are these?"

Torento quickly introduced, "This is Jonathan, the Lord of Sundburg City."

The middle-aged Jonathan looked at the young Li Ziyu and did not salute, but just nodded as a greeting.

It was hard for him to believe that such a young man could be the owner of the holy corpse.

Torento pointed to the other two people and introduced, "These two are the shepherds of Sundburg, this is Beta, and this is Omer."

Beta and Omer both looked to be in their thirties, similar to Torento.

Beta has a mustache, a civilized staff, a top hat on his head, and a typical aristocratic dress. If Torento hadn't introduced him, it would be difficult to associate him with a position like Mu Shou.

Umar had a beard on his chin, which was carefully trimmed, his hair was tied into a ponytail, he wore tight-fitting clothes, and had a one-handed sword at his waist.

Compared to Mu Shou, Omar's dress is more like that of a swordsman.

After introducing the three city lords, Torento introduced Li Ziyu.

Li Ziyu nodded to the three of them, stretched out his hand to indicate, asking the other party to sit down, and he naturally sat on the main seat. This move made Jonathan frown secretly.

After sitting down, Li Ziyu looked up at Torento and asked him with his eyes, "What do you mean? What are the city lord and the other two pastors doing here?"

Torento caught the look and immediately said, "Master, the city lord and the two pastors want to come and see you."

Am I a giant panda? You want to see me? Li Ziyu complained in his heart, but said in a very calm tone, "I wonder what City Lord Jonathan wants to see me for?"

Jonathan showed a smile that did not raise any hostility, and laughed heartily and said, "I heard from the pastor of Toronto that there is a hero here who saved the city of Sonderburg. Naturally, I, the city lord, want to come and see him.

, I didn’t expect this hero to be so young.”

Li Ziyu looked at Jonathan calmly and said, "Lord Jonathan, I don't like indifferent politeness, so just skip these. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Well, this young man is somewhat ignorant.

Jonathan was unhappy, but his face didn't show it at all.

He still had that smile on his face and asked, "Okay, let me tell you straight. I want to know what is going on with those...skeletons. Some people say they are holy corpses. Why don't you explain, Mr. Li, what's going on with those...skeletons?"

Corpses are a big deal, and it would be bad to misunderstand."

Li Ziyu scratched his head, chuckled, and said nonchalantly, "What a coincidence, those are really the holy corpses you call them, but I prefer to call them undead. The full name of your temple is the Temple of the Dead.

, which is exactly what they created.”

Jonathan couldn't keep his smile, his face turned cold, and he said in a serious tone, "Mr. Li, do you know what you are talking about? If you talk nonsense and cause panic in Sundberg, I have the right to arrest you.

Get up."

"Tsk." Li Ziyu clicked his tongue and said calmly, "Since you don't believe what I said, what are you doing here? You want to use your power to force me to admit that the undead have nothing to do with the holy corpse. I just don't know.

Where do you get outsiders to help?”

It's not that Li Ziyu looks down on Jonathan, it's just that his status as a city lord is not enough.

Li Ziyu is the owner of the moving castle. Even among time travellers, he is a powerful being. An aboriginal city lord yelling in front of him is a bit like dancing a sword in front of Guan Gong.

Especially when the force in your own hands is much stronger than that of your opponent, it becomes even more ridiculous.

The other party doesn't even have the ability to lift the table, so there's nothing to worry about.

Without waiting for Jonathan to speak, Li Ziyu continued, "Jonathan City Lord, I am very busy and have no time to fight over your little power. I also advise you not to try to anger me. The consequences of angering me are not something you can bear. Well

, that’s not right to say, it’s something that the whole of Sonderborg cannot bear.”

After the summoning channel was strengthened, Li Ziyu was able to summon more undead. Sonderburg was really nothing in his eyes. It was a small city and he could destroy it with his current power.

An angry look flashed across Jonathan's face, but he quickly covered it up. He suddenly realized that he really seemed to be no match for them. After the attack of the vampire monster last night, which caused serious losses to the soldiers, the opponent also held the so-called holy corpse in his hand.

, in terms of combat effectiveness, he does not have an advantage.
Chapter completed!