In the early morning of the next day, more than 300 cavalrymen gathered outside the castle of Viscount Fergus.
Their uniform formation and their aura that had been baptized on the battlefield made them look majestic.
At the forefront of these more than 300 cavalrymen were 16 men in combat uniforms, including middle-aged and young people.
These are the two barons, six lords and their heirs in the territory. Lord Linde did not appear here because he was responsible for guarding the castle.
Viscount Fergus rode towards the group of people on his red horse, which was as fast as a blood beast. Behind him, Gray, Bernal, and Ellis were all wearing battle attire and following on horses.
This territorial battle was an opportunity for actual combat, so Viscount Fergus brought all three Grays, except Caroline, with him.
Although women can also practice blood magic, they rarely follow them into battle. Once women follow them into battle, they must be talented people.
Viscount Fergus obviously did not think that Caroline was such a talented person, and he had no intention of cultivating Caroline's battlefield experience.
"I have met the Viscount!"
Seeing the arrival of Viscount Fergus and his entourage, the 16 men in battle uniforms at the forefront of the more than 300 cavalry all dismounted from their horses, held the reins in their left hand, put their right hand across their chests, and bowed to salute Viscount Fergus. road.
"Well, good, let's go!"
Viscount Fergus looked at these 16 people, especially the young faces among the 16 people. Seeing that these people were full of fighting spirit and showed no signs of anxiety about going to the battlefield, he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
16 people got on their horses and the entire team moved in unison.
The dust rolled back like earth-colored yellow smoke, and the horses galloped like an unstoppable torrent toward the east of the territory, where the Viscounty of Oliver was located.
Gray was riding on the black war horse he had ridden before, which had now become a special horse, temporarily of course.
According to his agreement with Viscount Fergus, if his strength reaches the average blood warrior within two years, Viscount Fergus will give him a red-blooded horse with a speed comparable to that of a blood beast, and by then, this horse will It's time to retire.
And his current cultivation speed, because the transformation has not disappeared, is still progressing very fast. Up to now, he can hold on to the first posture for the third time for eight minutes. In a few days, he should be able to complete the third posture. Complete the first pose completely.
At this rate, Gray estimates that in another three months, his strength will be improved to a mid-level blood warrior.
Now he is quite hesitant to tell Viscount Fergus about this after his strength has been upgraded to a mid-level blood warrior. After all, this speed of improvement is really terrifying, far exceeding what the original owner of the body has shown before. talent.
Although he wanted to impress Viscount Fergus by showing his talent, would it be too much to show it all
At the same time, he was also thinking about this transformation of his body in the past few days.
The transformation occurs because of the blood of the blood beast. The transformation must be related to the blood of the blood beast. My strength is quickly approaching that of the wind wolf that provides the blood of the blood beast. I will not have characteristics similar to those of absorbing creatures, and then use this creature as a model. The ability to reshape the body, right
To put it simply, by swallowing the blood of a certain creature, the body can grow into the same strength as that creature in a very short period of time.
Of course, this is just Gray's own speculation. Whether this is the case needs to be confirmed by subsequent practice. At the same time, he also wants to know what will happen if he takes the blood of other blood beasts except Wind Wolf
"Master Bernal, Master Gray, Master Ellis."
A young man wearing a brown battle uniform approached Gray and the others on horseback. The man had light brown hair, a medium build, and a somewhat handsome face. He was Ian Ricardo of the Baron Ricardo family.
Riding on their horses, Gray and the other three nodded to each other, while the other party continued to approach on horseback and came to Gray's side before speaking.
"Master Gray, I'm really sorry for what happened yesterday. I didn't expect that the hunt I organized would be used by people from the Oliver family to assassinate you, Master Gray."
Ian said with an apology on his face.
"Brother Ian, you don't have to blame yourself. Even without the hunting you organized, the Fergus family would have found other opportunities to assassinate me."
Gray shook his head.
In fact, the most unlucky person in this matter was probably Ian Ricardo. He spent all his energy organizing a hunting party with good intentions, but ended up in an unexpected disaster, such as an assassination.
Not to mention that he didn't get any benefits, but instead made the nobles feel a little wary of him. After all, the assassination happened in the hunting party he organized, so he had a certain responsibility anyway.
"Thank you, Master Gray, for your understanding."
Ian breathed a sigh of relief.
If it were before yesterday, he probably wouldn't have treated Gray so carefully.
But from the fact that the Viscount learned that the mastermind behind Gray's assassination was the Oliver family and brazenly launched a territorial war against the Oliver family, he had already seen that Viscount Fergus's regard for Gray was likely to depend on Bernal. Above all, the rumor that Viscount Fergus wants Gray to inherit the title is probably true.
"It's okay. In fact, apart from the bad things like the assassination, I had a lot of fun yesterday."
Gray smiled. This was the truth. This was the first time in his past life and this life that he had enjoyed the thrill of hunting. He inexplicably liked this event without wildlife protection laws.
"Well, you had a lot of fun. Unfortunately, I was called over by my father as soon as I arrived at Shipolin yesterday, so I didn't have a chance to hunt at all."
Next to him, Bernal joked.
"Then let Brother Ian organize it again!"
Because of what happened yesterday, Gray's impression of Bernal has changed a lot. Seeing Bernal joking, he couldn't help but smile.
"Okay, no problem. I'll organize it again this time when I go back."
Ian also smiled.
"I agree with organizing it again, but we must not attract any more assassins..."
Bernal said resentfully. After saying this, the three of them couldn't help but laugh.
Three hours later, the team had left the Viscounty of Fergus and entered the Viscounty of Oliver.
The Viscounty of Fergus is not that small, covering an area of 3,000 square kilometers, and the roads are still rugged, but it was still traversed within three hours.
This world not only has extraordinary creatures like blood beasts, but the endurance and running speed of ordinary horses are also much stronger than in previous lives.
Traveling a thousand miles in a day is no longer a legend, but a reality. For example, the red-blooded horse that Viscount Fergus sat on can achieve or even exceed it.
Da da da!
Entering the territory of Viscount Oliver, the team occasionally passed by some fields and occasionally passed by some villages.
The cavalry team of more than 300 people passed by with murderous intent and menacingly, raising dust all over the place.
The civilians working in the fields were so frightened that they threw away their hoes and ran away. In the villages they passed by, every household hid in a simple wooden house and secretly looked at Gray's team through the gaps in the wooden planks.
There was fear, curiosity, surprise, doubt, and worry in his eyes.
For the lower-class civilians, any actions of the nobles who rule them may affect them. Just like now, if they are nobles with a bad character, they may have killed these civilians in the territory of the Oliver family.
Fortunately, Viscount Fergus did not. Although he was dissatisfied with the Oliver family's assassination of Gray, Viscount Fergus obviously had no intention of venting his anger on the civilians of Viscount Oliver. The cavalry team went straight across the fields and villages towards the central area of Viscount Oliver. .
However, half an hour later, the team was forced to stop because another team appeared in front of them.
This is also a cavalry team, probably slightly larger than Gray's cavalry team, there should be more than 400 people.
In front of the cavalry team, more than a dozen men in battle uniforms rode on tall horses, looking murderously at the cavalry team where Gray and his companions were.
The leader was wearing a brown metal battle suit, with an ordinary face and two brown beards. He was not tall, but he looked quite capable.
The horse he sat on was a pure black horse. Compared with the black horse Gray was riding, it was longer and taller at the shoulders.
The body length is about 2.2 meters, and the shoulder height is about 1.6 meters. It looks extremely tall. There is no doubt that this is a good horse, but I don’t know if it is a horse that can be compared to Viscount Fergus’s red-blooded horse. A good horse for a horse.
(End of chapter)