Although it seemed like there was nothing happened, the patrol team was more alert than usual.
Baron Dylan was sitting in his living room, he looked annoyed.
It was noon, the heat from the Nahrin desert mixed with his anxiety. He couldnât hide his urge to kill. He had a brutal temper, but he knew how to control it.
In front of him, stood the two vassal knights that Baron Dylan trusted the most.
The two of them had just returned from the desert.
At the same time, they had brought all the corpses back with carts. The corpses were now placed on an open space outside of the official residence. They announced to the public that these corpses were the soldiers who died in the battle with powerful demonized creatures.
The countermeasure to fool the people made Baron Dylan ease a little. He looked at them and said, âI know I can trust two of you. â
âLord Dylan, weâve known each other for a long time. â
The two of them lowered their heads and answered humbly.
Baron Dylanâs eyes looked more gratified. He looked at these two comrades who had been with him since they were still peasants. He sighed deeply, his tone became furious. âI believe that youâre right. The other vassal knights are all trashed. They came to my place to scrounge for free meals. They even tried to fool me to grant them my villages. Theyâre all bastards who just used me as a stepping stone! â
The vassal knight didnât know the whole story, but he could roughly get some ideas.
The other four vassal knights who died in the battle, they have been bragging about Baron Dylan not granted them villages to rule.
âLord, please donât say that. â
One of the vassal knights tried to dissuade, and he made a gesture pointing outside of the room. These words could not be spread out.
However, Baron Dylan slammed the table heavily. âThose four trashes went to kill Baron Kant, my dearest nephew. Donât tell me I donât know what their motive is? Isnât it because they want to please that old thing, Viscount Wade? â
âLord, donât say these words. â The other vassal knight also tried to dissuade him.
Baron Dylan panted in anger.
After he calmed himself, he gritted his teeth and said, âThose damn bastards, thatâs how they were.â
The two vassal knights kept comforting Baron Dylan. Two of them looked at each other helplessly and smiled bitterly.
In fact, they understood.
Princess Sofiaâs forces and men had always been suppressed, even though they had less power and were once civilian warriors.
However, the nobles of the Dukedom of Leo were still afraid of them, and even suppressed them secretly. The nobles would not allow them to possess any power, or even the best fief and vassal knights.
When they could backstab others, they would not show mercy. It was normal to see conflict and discord among themselves.
No wonder that Baron Dylan was so mad.
It had been ten years since he came to the Stone Pass. He had long been ostracized by the northern countyâs noble families.
âLord, whatâs confusing is we found the members of the Demonâs Fang Bandit Gang.â
The vassal knight frown and said, âThese guys appeared near the Mountain Range of Leo and the east of Mountain of Execution. Although their lair is in the northern county, we all know that they will not come to Stone Pass. â
âWhy, because we are too poor? â Baron Dylan snorted and mocked himself.
The vassal knight also shook his head helplessly and said, âBut it is strange that they appeared in Nahrin Desert. â
However, Baron Dylan wasnât bothered by that.
He lowered his head slightly and spoke with a hoarse voice, âThe Demonâs Fang Bandit Gang was formed by Viscount Wade. It seems that this damn old man couldnât hold back anymore. He wants to get his hands on my Stone Pass. â
This bandit gang that was active in the northern county, their targets would be the federal territory of the southern county and the Countessâ territory of the eastern county.
There were lots of fortunes over there, unlike the northern county which was poor and barren.
If it was not for the noble families of the northern county as their backer, this bandit gang will be annihilated many times. In fact, Baron Dylan knew that some of the cavalries in this bandit gang were actually served under the nobles of the northern county as well.
After letting out a deep breath, Baron Dylan closed his eyes and said, âBe cautious during the patrols. It seems that people are beginning to infiltrate.â
âYes.â The two vassal knights lowered their heads and replied.
The Stone Pass was his territory. Baron Dylan would never tolerate anyone interfering in his territory.
Especially the table salt trade brought by Kant.
Baron Dylan clenched his fists. As long as he could wait and endure the frustration, a large number of silver coins will be in his hands. Then he could gather a large armored troop, even the Viscount Wayne of the northern county couldnât do anything with him.
This world was all about strength!
âŠ..
Meanwhile.
In a wooden houseâs basement in the slums.
The five hooded men placed the body of the beauty in the white dress on the ground.
The candlelight flickered.
The dim light illuminated the beautiful face of the beauty.
Big eyes, small red lips, exquisite nose, fair white face, and light green long hair.
With her curvaceous and beautiful figure, she was indeed a rare beauty in northern county.
But there was a crossbow arrow stuck between her eyebrows.
It seemed to be shot at close range, directly piercing through her brow bone and deep into her brain.
The leader of the spies limped over.
He quietly looked at the dead beauty and said in a regular tone, âHave you clean up that place? â
He was talking about the desert battlefield. The five hood spies immediately nodded and one of them replied, âThey will only know that it was done by the Devilâs Fang Bandit Gang. We didnât leave any traces.â
âYes, very good. â The leader of the spies nodded.
He limped back to his chair and said with regret, âIt seems that Miss Jacqueline didnât trick Baron Kant. Itâs really a waste of years of training. â
The five hood spies didnât dare to reply and stood upright.
âStay low for the time being. Quietly wait for the order. â
The leader of the spies waved his hand and said calmly, âIf we failed, so be it. Itâs not a big deal. â
âYes.â The five spies heard the leaderâs speech and nodded. They turned around and quickly left the basement.
However, when the room quieted down, the spy leader scowled his face in anger.
He looked at the corpse on the ground and felt the rage pumped through his veins.
Jacqueline was a masterpiece that he had nurtured for more than ten years. He put in countless efforts to this woman, all for the sake of catching a big fish. But now, she became a corpse, a useless piece of trash.
âBaron Kant. â
The leader of the spies narrowed his eyes and laughed gloomily. âHow much more did Princess Sofia leave for you? â
He had a wrong idea, just like Baron Dylan.
How could a mere Kant, a baron who had been exiled to the deep of the Nahrin Desert, have such a strong guard cavalry? He was definitely helped by his elders, or even by the hidden forces of the Silver Platter Kingdom.
He slowly stood up and limped towards the room next to him.
He opened the cabinet and took out the crystal ball. The crystal ball lit up, it continued to report the truth to its master.
But the truth it told was deviated.
No one knew about the âtransportedâ, and no one knew about the âcheatâ either. Similarly, no one knew what âMount and Bladeâ was!
A series of misunderstandings had unintentionally formed.