Patroller at the Beginning, I Am a Good Person in the Northland

My name is Axel, the "little devil" from Blackstone Town. Half noble blood, half barbarian blood. They all call me a bastard and I usually respond with an axe. Until the royal family issued an order to give me a fictitious patrol officer. My father only left me with a broken armor, and my cousins ​​laughed that I would not survive the winter. I grinned, showing my white teeth. Later—— My horses are used to eating the green rice grown by Old Wang's family in East Village. I will protect that land and kill anyone who collects taxes. My camp was short of food, but the lord next door "generously" funded it at the cost of his son's head. The chief of the wasteland wants to ally with me? Okay, let me see if you are qualified to be my dog ​​first. In this cold north, I only believe in three things: the ax in my hand, the horse on my hip, and... The rules for killing. Evil Protagonist+Lord Farming