early morning.
In the castle's martial arts training ground.
Fang Yuan waved the giant sword that was like a door panel and performed several standard swordsmanship movements, which stunned the followers and apprentices.
After a little exercise to relax his body, he raised his sword forward and maintained this posture, entering a state of meditation.
This mage's technique for restoring mental power is also very useful to Fang Yuan, so he directly takes its essence.
"With a world's contribution, the progress of fighting spirit can be said to be endless. It won't take long to advance to the quasi-legendary or even legendary realm... but the training of the natural disaster knight is a little more difficult!"
After all, it is a legendary profession, and it is not that easy to advance.
"The first stage of the natural disaster halo is to buff yourself and your allies, and the second stage is to curse the enemy... In this regard, several special materials and environments are needed!"
Fang Yuan thought of Grandon's original nickname - Hand of Death!
This name is not called for nothing.
Because the natural disaster halo has reached the second stage, it has the ability to absorb undead souls and negative emotions, and strengthen the curse!
Even at a higher stage, the terrifying legendary skill-the finger of death will be inspired!
Ignoring any defense, as long as the judgment passes, it will be killed directly! It can be called life and death, and the most important thing is... some have violated the authority of Hess, the god of death!
"This is a bit troublesome, but it's impossible for me not to advance as a natural disaster knight. After all, I need to cover up!"
Fang Yuan thought silently in his mind: "The only good news is... the principality's attitude towards religion is still relatively distant. Even the Church of Death does not have much say!"
"My Lord! The Baron invites you to have breakfast in the living room!"
I don't know how long it took, but the voice of a maid came, with a respectful tone.
"Okay, I'll go right away!"
Fang Yuan put down the epee he held horizontally, took the towel and wiped his face, then slowly left with awe-inspiring eyes.
The breakfast prepared by the Baron was very rich. The staple food was white bread and baked fragrant blueberry pie. The drinks included vegetable soup and hot milk. Various salt shakers and peppers were placed on the table for free.
As a knight close to the Baron, Fang Yuan, together with Gray, had breakfast with the Baron and his family.
The Baroness was a typical aristocratic lady. She gave birth to two sons and a daughter for the Baron.
Among them, the eldest son Matus, who is twenty years old this year, is the heir to the Baron. He is very similar to the Baron. Even his clothes and demeanor are the same. It can be seen that he is working hard to learn from his father, and there is a slight frown between his eyebrows. Arrogant.
The second son, Teemo, is only seventeen years old. He looks relatively frail and has the temperament of a scholar.
As the second son of a nobleman, he was born without the right to inherit, so he could only work hard and study. In the future, he would become a knight's retinue or a steward of other nobles, and find his own way out.
Finally, there was their daughter Tanya, a beautiful girl who seemed to be particularly shy for some reason. She lowered her head when she saw Fang Yuan.
According to the Baron's habit, no conversation was allowed during breakfast. After eating in silence, Fang Yuan and several other knights were invited to the Baron's study for a secret discussion.
At this time, in the study, Master Heim was also there, handing a letter with official paint to the baron.
Baron Shawshank read it in silence, then nodded and handed the letter to the next knight: "The target has been decided, it's Sir Frey!"
"Sir Frey?"
Fang Yuan frowned.
"Run, you are a newly minted noble. You may not be aware of this. Frey was originally canonized through evil means and is famous for being unconventional. His territory is one of the best commercial territories in this area, and... it is also very large. , can recruit hundreds of guards and mercenaries at will!"
Sir Gray next to him immediately added.
"Where is his lord?"
Fang Yuan asked with some confusion.
"He is nominally Baron Hightower, but that old fool can't suppress him at all... There are even rumors that he was forced to fight for Frey's title."
Baron Shawshank replied with an ugly expression.
"That is to say... Although he is only a knight in name, this Frey already has the power of half a baron!"
Fang Yuan nodded, but felt some subtle feelings in his heart.
To be honest, if he hadn't gotten an inheritance document inexplicably, he might have followed a similar path to Frey.
And for taking risks like this, they encountered unanimous hostility from all the nobles. Now, they are about to taste the consequences.
Of course... In fact, the risk for Fang Yuan to inherit the knighthood of Jorah is no less than that of his opponent, or even greater!
"According to the office's intelligence, Sir Frey has been providing conveniences to hostile forces outside the country, and has been involved with several evil god sects! He may have even secretly placed Baron Hightower under house arrest!"
Baron Shawshank said impassionedly: "As nobles, we will never allow this scum to continue to break the rules! Therefore... war must be declared!"
"Declare war!"
Knight Geguo was the first to step forward, showing his support for the lord with practical actions.
"That's right! Declare war!"
This matter has been roughly finalized before, and Fang Yuan and other knights did not have the slightest objection.
"very good!"
Seeing this, Baron Shawshank had a smile on his face: "The Frey Territory is very wealthy, so you don't have to worry about the distribution of the spoils, but we still have to discuss a charter in advance!"
Fang Yuan watched with cold eyes and found that the biggest difference between these Western lords and the Eastern ones was that they never avoided the issue of interests.
Even though he looked as ugly as a robber, he made arrangements neatly before the war.
Among them, Baron Shawshank naturally occupies the majority, and several knights are also empty-handed, everyone has a share.
Especially Fang Yuan, although they were only sending troops together in name, they were actually accompanying him and actually got a fiefdom!
According to Baron Shawshank, this fiefdom was acquired by Sir Frey. The key point is that it is an enclave. It is some distance from Frey's territory, but very close to the original Jorah Knight's territory. It has about a thousand acres.
In the later stages of any feudal system, there will be such examples of territorial dispersion.
In particular, Sir Frey did not have much foundation or connections, so he was naturally unable to exchange land with other nobles to concentrate his strength.
Hearing this, the other knights' eyes turned red.
For them, one thousand acres is simply another small knightly territory. Even if it is increased by one hundred acres, that would be a very good thing.
However, knowing that Lu En was a high-level professional and was valued by the office, even if they were jealous, they could only suppress it.
Seeing this, Baron Shawshank smiled secretly and quickly made many promises, including dividing Sir Frey's territory and wealth, etc., and finally managed to appease the knights.
However, in Fang Yuan's opinion, the eyes of those knights were as red as rabbits.
"Lord Baron!"
Seeing this, he took a step forward: "Although I have just taken over the territory, I can still spare dozens of manpower. Leave it to me at Whistling Manor!"
Whistling Manor was the land he was scheduled to acquire.
Equivalent to a small half of the knight's territory, a manor was built by Sir Frey.
"Can!"
Baron Shawshank readily agreed to this request. After all, this was a sign of the other party's active approach!
But for some purpose, he still said: "Let Knight Gray assist you. He will bring fifty more people, which will be enough to crush all resistance! After you capture Wuthering Heights, then sweep away Frey's other peripheral forces, Finally meet us at Freyland!"
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"Finally... is it coming?"
Just when Baron Shawshank and others were plotting against Sir Frey, the Sir Frey also sighed.
Sir Frey is in his thirties, but he is bald early on. His hair on both sides is completely white, and there are even deep wrinkles on his face. Due to an injury to his throat in his early years, his vocal cords were damaged, making his voice as unpleasant as a night owl.
At this time, he was sitting on the main seat of the castle, holding the secret message from the raven in his hand, and couldn't help but sneer.
As an ordinary knight, being able to build your own castle is definitely something to be proud of.
Knight Frey named his castle "Fort Hope", which also contains his future ambitions.
As not a lower-class commoner, but a model who rose from the ranks of serfs, Sir Frey had already been envied and worshiped by many lower-class people in the first half of his life, and regarded as a lifelong goal.
But in his goal, becoming a noble is just the beginning!
He still needs more things to fill his ambition and desire!
But at this moment, this ambition is in danger of collapse.
"The Grand Duke is finally taking action!"
For a small nobleman who is not even a baron, the anger of those in power in the principality is certainly very terrifying!
But Sir Frey is certainly not alone!
"Everyone! Are you ready?"
He looked at the people below and let out a weird smile like a night owl: "Every piece of land and every grain here has the imprint of our Frey family. Since Shawshank is going to take everything from us, we must do a good job." Be prepared to pay the price!”
"certainly!"
A neat voice came: "Your will is our mission!"
"Okay, let's go down and arrange it according to the previous plan!"
Ser Frey coughed and waved.
Suddenly, the sound of scattered footsteps sounded in the hall, and it fell into silence.
"The adventurers, mercenaries, and the army you have trained alone are not enough to deal with the baron's siege!"
At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, and a figure wrapped in a black robe slowly walked out of the shadows.
"Yes... that's why I chose to ally with you! Archduke Stan foolishly launched a plan across the country, and his power will be greatly restricted. As long as we defeat Baron Shawshank, we will have enough leeway!"
Sir Frey said seriously.
Because the way he started his career was too contrary to the rules, he was ostracized by mainstream society and had no choice but to take an eccentric approach!