Chapter 679 Frey

early morning.

In the training ground of the castle.

Fang Yuan swung the giant sword like a door panel, and made a few standard sword moves, which stunned the subordinates and apprentices.

After exercising his body a little, he raised his long sword forward and maintained this posture, entering a state of meditation.

This mage's technique for recovering mental power is also very useful for Fang Yuan, so he took the essence directly.

‘With the contribution of a world, the progress of battle qi can be said to be continuous, and it doesn’t take long to advance to the quasi-legendary or even legendary realm... and the cultivation of the natural disaster knight is a little more difficult! '

After all, it is a legendary profession, and advancement is not so easy.

‘The first stage of the aura of natural disasters is to gain self and allies, and the second stage is to curse the enemy... In this regard, several special materials and environments are needed! '

Fang Yuan thought of Glendon's nickname back then - Hand of Death!

This name is not called for nothing.

Because the aura of natural disasters has reached the second stage, it has the ability to absorb undead and negative emotions, and strengthen the curse!

Even, at a higher level, it will also inspire a terrifying legendary skill - Finger of Death!

Regardless of any defense, as long as the judgment passes, it will be killed directly! It can be called life or death, and the most important thing is... some violated the authority of Hess, the god of death!

‘This is a bit troublesome, but it is impossible for me not to advance as a Scourge 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 respectful, even the Church of Death doesn't have much say! '

"My lord! The baron invites you to the living room for breakfast!"

After an unknown amount of time, a maid's voice sounded respectful.

"Okay, I'm going!"

Fang Yuan put down the epee he was holding horizontally, took the towel and wiped his face, and left slowly with awe-inspiring eyes.

The breakfast prepared by the baron was very rich. The staple food was white bread, as well as baked and fragrant blueberry cakes. The drinks included vegetable soup and hot milk. Various salt shakers and pepper powder were placed on the table for free use.

As the baron's close knight, Fang Yuan and Gray had breakfast with the baron and his family.

The baroness is a typical aristocratic lady, she gave birth to two sons and a daughter for the baron.

Among them, the eldest son Matus, twenty years old this year, is the heir of the baron. He is very similar to the baron, even in his clothes and demeanor. It can be seen that he is working hard to learn from his father, and there is a slight twitch between his brows. arrogant.

The second son, Timo, is only seventeen years old. He looks weaker and looks like a scholar.

As the second son of a nobleman, he was born without the right to inherit, so he can only work hard to train and study, and in the future he will become a knight squire or a steward of other nobles, looking for a way out by himself.

Finally, there was their daughter Tanya, a beautiful young girl, but for some reason, she seemed particularly shy and lowered her head whenever she saw Fang Yuan.

According to the baron's habit, no conversation was allowed during breakfast. After eating in silence, Fang Yuan and the other knights were invited to the baron's study for a secret discussion.

At this time, in the study, Master Heim was also there, and handed a letter with office wax to the baron.

Baron Shawshank read it in silence, nodded immediately, and handed the letter to the next knight: "The target has been decided, it is Sir Frey!"

"Sir Frey?"

Fang Yuan frowned.

"Luen, you are a newly promoted nobleman. You may not be very clear about this. This Frey obtained the canonization by relying on crooked ways. He is famous for being unconventional. His territory is one of the best commercial territories in this area, and... the area is also very large. Big, can recruit hundreds of guards at will, as well as mercenaries!"

Sir Gray next to him immediately added.

"Where's his prince?"

Fang Yuan asked with some doubts.

"Nominally he is Baron Hightower, but that old fool can't suppress him at all... There are even rumors that he was forced to fight for the title of Frey."

Baron Shawshank replied with an ugly face.

"That is to say...although he is only a jazz in name, this Frey already possesses the power of half a baron!"

Fang Yuan nodded, but felt some subtle feelings in his heart.

To be honest, if I didn't have an extra inheritance document for no reason, I might have followed the same path as this Frey.

And if you take such risks, you will encounter the unanimous hostility of all the nobles. Now, you will taste the bad results.

Of course... In fact, the risk of Fang Yuan inheriting the knighthood of Jorah is not much less than the other party, or even greater!

"According to the office's information, Sir Frey has been providing convenience to hostile forces outside the country, and has affairs with several sects of evil gods! He may even have secretly placed Baron Hightower under house arrest!"

Baron Shawshank said impassionedly: "As a nobleman, we will absolutely not allow this scum to continue to break the rules! Therefore... we must declare war!"

"Declaration of war!"

Knight Gego was the first to step forward, showing his support for the monarch with practical actions.

"Not bad! Declare war!"

This matter has been roughly finalized before, and Fang Yuan and other knights have no objection at all.

"very good!"

Seeing this, Baron Shawshank had a smile on his face: "Freyland is very rich, so you don't have to worry about the distribution of the spoils, but we still need to discuss a charter in advance!"

Fang Yuan watched coldly, and found that the biggest difference between these western lords and the eastern ones was that they never shy away from interests.

Even if the eating looks as ugly as a robber, they were neatly distributed before the battle.

Among them, Baron Shawshank naturally took the lead, and several knights were not empty-handed, and everyone had a share.

Especially Fang Yuan, although he only sent troops together in name, he was actually accompanying them, and he actually got a fief!

According to Baron Shawshank, this fief was obtained by Sir Frey. The key point is an enclave, some distance from Frey's collar, but very close to the former Jorah Knight's territory. It looks like a thousand acres.

In the later stage of any enfeoffment system, there will be examples of such territorial dispersion.

In particular, Sir Frey didn't have many roots and contacts, so naturally he couldn't exchange land with other nobles to concentrate his strength.

Hearing this, the eyes of the other knights turned red.

For them, 1,000 acres is simply another small knight's collar. Even if it increases by 100 acres, it is a very good thing.

However, knowing that this Rune is a high-level professional and is valued by the public office, even if they are jealous, they can only restrain themselves.

Seeing this, Baron Shawshank smiled secretly, and quickly made many promises, including dividing up Sir Frey's territory and wealth, etc., and finally managed to appease the knights.

However, from Fang Yuan's point of view, the eyes of those knights were as red as rabbits.

"Master Baron!"

Seeing this, he took a step forward: "Although I have just taken over the territory, dozens of people are still available. Leave it to me at Wind Howl Manor!"

Wind Howl Manor is the site that he is about to obtain.

It is equivalent to a small half of a knight's collar, and a manor was built by Sir Frey.

"Can!"

For this request, Baron Shawshank readily agreed, after all, this is the performance of the other party actively approaching!

But for a certain purpose, he still said: "Let Gray Knight assist you, he will bring fifty more people, enough to crush all resistance! After you take down Wuthering Heights, sweep away Frey's other peripheral forces, Finally meet us at Freyland!"

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"Finally... is it coming?"

When Baron Shawshank and others plotted against Sir Frey, the Sir also sighed on Frey's collar.

Sir Frey was in his thirties, but he was bald early, his hair on both sides was completely white, and there were even deep wrinkles on his face. Because of his throat injury in his early years, he injured his vocal cords, making his voice as ugly as a night owl.

At this time, he was sitting on the main seat of the castle, holding the secret letter from the raven in his hand, and couldn't help but sneer.

As an ordinary jazz, being able to build his own castle is definitely something to be proud of.

Knight Frey named his castle "Fort Hope", which also contains the ambition of the future.

Not even a commoner of the lower class, but a model of rising from the serfs. In the first half of his life, Sir Frey was admired and worshiped by many lower class people, and he was regarded as the goal of his life.

But in his goal, becoming a noble is just the beginning!

He still needs more things to fill his ambitions and desires!

But at this moment, this ambition seems to be in danger of collapsing.

"The Grand Duke is finally going to do it!"

For a small nobleman who is not even a baron, the anger of those in power in the principality is of course very terrifying!

But Sir Frey was certainly not alone!

"Everyone! Are you all ready?"

He looked at the people below, and gave a strange smile like a night owl: "Every piece of land here, every grain of millet, has the brand of our Frey family. Since Shawshank is going to take everything from us, we must do it well." Prepare to pay the price!"

"certainly!"

A neat voice came: "Your will is our mission!"

"Okay, let's go down and arrange according to the previous plan!"

Sir Frey coughed and waved.

Suddenly, scattered footsteps sounded in the hall, and it fell into silence.

"Just relying on adventurers and mercenaries, as well as the army you have assembled, is 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 form an alliance with you! Grand Duke Stan foolishly launched a plan across the country, and his power will be greatly restrained. As long as we win Baron Shawshank, we will have enough room!"

Sir Frey spoke heavily.

Because the way he started his family was too against the rules, he was rejected by the mainstream society, and he had no choice but to take a slant!