Lord Evolution: Starting With SS-rank Skills

None of them dared to speak out of place at this moment.

Rowan observed their expressions as he rode closer towards them with a scheming smile on his face.

After reaching a good distance, he halted and signaled for the men behind him to halt as well.

This simple gesture made the people of Glenwood aware of the authority he had. They all swallowed nervously as they imagined their fate.

"I know you all are shocked to see a super young and handsome man like me addressing you after conquering your army," Rowan began, praising himself right from the beginning.

"But do not be afraid, you all are safe," Rowan said, his words causing loud sighs of relief that quickly disappeared when he added, "For now."

Rowan did not stop and kept on speaking, invoking fear in the hearts of everyone.

"Your safety today will depend on the response of your lord. If he gives me what I asked for, you all will live, and if he doesn't, you will die right after I kill him," he declared in a cold tone.

Fagin's heart skipped a beat after hearing the cold threats to his people.

He was already beyond disgraced at this point—despite his military power and years of experience, he had lost to a young lad who wasn't even twenty yet.

Fagin's only hope at this point was giving the staff of authority to Rowan.

As long as Rowan didn't reveal what he was asking for, Fagin might be able to hide the fact that he no longer had it and continue ruling over his people.

Nevertheless, this little hope was shattered.

The Glenwood people were still reacting to Rowan's last words, whispering among themselves, expressing their fears and confusion, when Rowan silenced them with a simple hand gesture.

"Do you all want me to reveal what I want?" Rowan asked in a playful voice.

Fagin's eyes widened after hearing his statement.

"No, please!" he pleaded immediately.

If Rowan revealed it, not only his position but his life would be threatened.

Rowan heard Fagin's scared protest and gave him a sharp glare, causing him to shiver. "Did I give you permission to speak?"

Fagin shook his head and immediately tried to plead more. "B-But please..."

Nevertheless, he wasn't able to complete his statement when Bryce gave him a heartfelt slap on the face and told him to shut the hell up.

Fagin could only give up and stare at the ground, embarrassed.

Rowan returned his attention to the people, who still refused to answer his question. He demanded in a threatening voice, "Do you want me to reveal it, Yes or yes?"

This time, they all looked among themselves, confused, 'What sort of question ends with Yes or Yes?'

But they had no choice. They immediately responded with a thundering "Yes."

Rowan smiled in response and told them what he wanted.

As expected, they all gasped.

"If your lord tries to act tough and refuses my request, you will all die alongside him," Rowan added with a smile following their reactions.

Fagin was already shivering at this moment—his future and legacy shattered before his eyes.

There was no hope left.

'Once I give him the staff of authority, I'll escape from the village!' he made up his mind.

On the other hand, Rowan continued to speak to the people.

After he finished speaking, he requested his conquest status.

[ You are 50% away from conquering Glenwood... good luck ]

'Haha, I just need the staff of authority to finalize everything,' Rowan thought.

Rowan gave orders to his soldiers. He told the captains to accompany him to retrieve the staff of authority while the others stayed behind to watch over Glenwood's soldiers, preventing any sort of protest.

After giving the order, he pulled the reins and rode toward the crowd, who began making way fearfully. As Rowan rode past them, he observed their depressed emotions, and a smile crept on his face.

He was really satisfied with their emotions at this moment—this would serve as payback for the sadness, depression, and hard work his people had endured just to feed them.

The captains walked gallantly behind him, and even they were satisfied with the scared eyes fixed on them. Bryce didn't miss the opportunity to snort at the men staring at him.

Ren also came with them, as he was the one dragging Fagin along. He walked behind Rowan so they could communicate.

"How do you feel now, Fatty Virgin?" Rowan asked mockingly.

Fagin heard the mispronunciation of his name but didn't even dare to refute it.

He couldn't even answer the question Rowan asked.

"Are you deaf?" Rowan glared at him intensely. "The next time I repeat a question, I'll burst your balloon of a belly and watch your insides pour out."

"I'm sorry... I was thinking of my answer," Fagin immediately apologized.

"I feel really bad," he answered the question.

"You feel bad? What are you trying to insinuate here? That I'm wicked?" Rowan furrowed his brows.

"No... no, that's not what I meant... I feel good!"

Rowan laughed, seeing the fat man struggling to speak.

His reactions were amusing, but Rowan couldn't wait to see what his reaction would be when it was time for him to die.

As they passed through the crowd, the people behind him began to whisper among themselves.

"This is not good at all! Our village would be riddled with bad luck and shame after this loss." One of them whispered.

"The lord... is he really going to surrender?" Another woman muttered, her voice barely audible.

"I never thought I'd see him like this, He looks so scared like a little baby!" Another replied.

At the back of the crowd, a group of men whispered among themselves, "We need to help Lord Fagin!"

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