Outside the car, the neighing of the war horse woke Victor up. He opened his eyes and tried to sit up, but found a soft and silky body in his arms tightly next to him. When he looked down, he saw that Lilia was with her.

Nestling in his arms like a little white sheep.

Looking at the long eyelashes and raised lips of the girl in his arms, Victor couldn't help but smile.

On the third day after Nelson's return, Victor officially announced to everyone that Lilia would be his personal maid, and a special celebration banquet was held that night.

The banquet was a success. All members of the hill camp sent their blessings to Lilia, especially the War Bear mercenaries. It can be said that they are all uncles and uncles who watched Lilia grow up. Lilia can have such a destination.

, they felt sincerely happy.

That night, there were more than a dozen young guards who were very drunk. Although Lilia was a high-ranking and famous woman, this could not stop the young men from admiring her. Now, the most delicate girl in the camp

The beautiful flowers have fallen into the arms of the lord, and they can only use the sweet purple cane wine to relieve their depression.

Nelson was also drunk at the dinner. It wasn't that he couldn't bear to part with his sister. Nelson didn't have such delicate emotions. What really moved Nelson was that Victor insisted on hosting this event for Lilia.

During the celebration banquet, no noble would hold a banquet for his or her personal maid. This is not in line with the etiquette of the nobility. After all, this is a world where knights are based on blood.

Victor would not be bound by aristocratic etiquette. He wanted to hold a banquet for Lilia, so he did so. There was no other reason. If he had to find a reason, it would be that Victor wanted to give everyone

I declare that this girl as delicate as a flower belongs to me now, so don’t worry about her anymore.

Perhaps because she couldn't feel the arms holding her, Lilia pouted her red mouth in her sleep, squeezed in, and then wrapped around Victor's body like an octopus, making Victor

I find it both funny and heart-warming.

In Victor's view, Nicole and him are like a pair of tight redwoods, with their branches and leaves connected and their hearts connected. But even if one of them is broken, the other can grow into a towering tree because they both have the strength and strength to do so.

belief.

But Lilia is different. She is like a vine attached to a big tree. The height she can reach depends entirely on the growth of the big tree. If one day, the big tree really falls, then she will also wither.

Thinking of Nicole and Lilia, another beautiful and charming figure appeared in Victor's mind, which was the target he wanted to visit this time: Countess Sylvia.

Speaking of which, Sylvia is Victor's first woman after his birth, but Victor feels that Sylvia is like a beautiful lake. Walking by the lake, you will find the scenery here charming.

The beauty is breathtaking, and at the same time you will also feel that the lake is unfathomable and scary.

Sylvia deliberately provoked a conflict between him and Baron Villepin, forcibly dividing 50% of the purple cane wine, and only sold Nelson one month's worth of grain, which did not surprise Victor.

What really puzzles Victor is why Sylvia invested in him from the beginning?

Sylvia not only gave him 40,000 gold soles, half sold and half sent a batch of armaments to him, but also sent knights to help him stabilize the situation. This is what Victor is most confused about now. At the earliest, Victor

Most people thought that this was because the York family was eager to unify the territory and made a compromise with him. But now, he no longer has such naive ideas. At that time, he had no money, no one, and no power, and he was not qualified to compete with York.

The family negotiates terms.

Could it be that the countess gave him a red envelope because she tasted the taste of half-elf? Thinking of this, Victor's face turned dark.

In any case, Victor now needs the York family to support him for more than two years, so when he comes to Blackcastle Town, he wants to hand the noose into Sylvia's hands.

In fact, Victor has thought very clearly that there is no way for him to pursue a self-sufficient development path, because he has a fatal weakness: he has no family support!

Therefore, when the purple cane wine showed great potential, the York family cut off the possibility of Victor returning to the family, squeezed the purple cane wine share on the market, and put pressure on him through food. This was a normal reaction of a large nobleman. Victoria

Kedo believed that, let alone that he had no money now, even if he had money, the York family could prevent him from buying a grain of grain and prevent him from selling his purple cane wine. The York family was telling him that they would never do it again.

Let Victor develop freely, they want the purple cane wine!

But it doesn’t matter. The one tied to the rope may not be a puppy, but maybe a giant dragon. At that time, who will hold whom?

Just when Victor was thinking wildly, he found a pair of big watery eyes staring at him. Lilia had woken up at some point.

"Victor, what are you thinking about?" Lilia gently rubbed her tender face on Victor's chest. She especially liked the breath of Victor, which was natural and fresh, just like

Forest after rain.

"I'm thinking of Sylvia."

Feeling the girl's elastic skin, Victor said happily that since they had an intimate relationship, Lilia was particularly attached to him.

"Who is Sylvia? Is she as beautiful as sister Nicole?"

Lilia opened her big eyes and asked in a sweet voice, but the girl's slightly pouted red lips revealed her jealousy. It has nothing to do with high or low, being jealous is a woman's nature.

"Sylvia is the Countess of York and the person in charge of the York family. We are going to visit her this time." Victor hugged the girl in his arms and explained softly.

"Victor, are we really going to hand over all the purple cane wine management to the York family?" the girl asked reluctantly.

"Of course, we have no choice."

Victor nodded and said: "Lilia, do you know the strength of the York family? This family has been passed down for thousands of years and is known for its tenacity. Now, they are already the leading nobles in the human world."

"The Earl of York's family has five silver-level knights, no less than twenty bronze-level knights, hundreds of trainee knights, 3,000 elite soldiers, more than 20,000 vassals, no less than 40,000 citizens, and countless others

The free people depended on the York family for their livelihood.”

"This is only the strength of the York family. They also have many vassal families, including one earl, two viscounts, and five barons."

"Once the York family launches a war, they can mobilize more than 5,000 troops. Such a family is a true military noble! Do you think we can refuse?"

Victor's eyes flashed. Such a huge creature did not scare him, but made him inexplicably excited.

"The York family is so powerful, why do they have to leave their hometown and go to the Centaur Hills?" Lilia curled her lips and asked angrily. No matter how powerful the other party is, being bullied always makes her very uncomfortable.

"This is the style of the York family. They try to avoid powerful opponents and preserve their own strength. If they are pushed into a hurry, they will fight to the end." Victor explained.

"In fact, most thousand-year-old nobles have their own family style, such as the unity of the Eskeri family and the frugality of the Chebman family. It is these traits that condense the strength of the family and allow them to be passed down."

"Sir, you know so much!" Lilith said happily, her bright eyes full of admiration.

Victor could only smile bitterly. This knowledge was all gossip he chatted with people when he was in the royal capital, but it was not nice to say at the time. The York family was ridiculed as country bumpkin boars, the Eskelly family was stubborn, and the Chebman family was stingy.

...In fact, these taunts are all sour.

"Lilia, in the final analysis, our strength is still too weak. In the future, we need to learn to compromise. Only by developing quietly and gathering strength can we control our own destiny."

Victor smiled again and said: "Get up quickly, I have already heard the barking of the terrier. Old Ham must have caught a prey. It looks like there will be a good breakfast today."

"Yes." Lilia agreed, but hugged Victor tighter.

After some more tenderness, Victor and Lilia dressed up and left the carriage.

Outside the carriage, a dozen guards were surrounding the campfire, eagerly watching Old Ham roasting a short-tailed deer. Victor smelled an alluring aroma from a distance, and he couldn't help but say: "Okay.

fragrant!"

"Good morning, my lord!"

"Good morning, madam!"

Seeing the Lord and Lady Lilia getting off the carriage, the guards saluted Victor and Lilia one after another. But Lilia stared at them with a blushing face. She always felt that these uncles were looking at her with teasing eyes.

"Old Ham, your barbecue skills are the best I have ever seen!"

Victor saw a plump short-tailed deer skewered on the shelf, roasted to a golden brown without any burnt spots, and he was sincerely impressed.

"Sir, when you are grazing on the grassland, you will bake a lot, and you will naturally become proficient."

Old Ham removed a deer hind leg and handed it to Victor respectfully. Then, he skillfully cut off a deer spine and handed it to Lilia. This was Lilia's favorite part.

"Thank you, Uncle Ham." Lilia happily took her breakfast.

"Why do you remember hunting so early in the morning?"

Victor saw another bonfire roasting a yellow sheep and couldn't help but ask.

"It's not because the big guy is so good at eating that I took Xia Ke hunting early in the morning." A guard said with a smile.

"That's right, Renault is really good at eating. Like Nelson, they are both useless, but this Shaker is indeed a good hunter. These prey are all killed with one arrow." Another guard said with a smile.

Renault's strength has won the recognition of the guards. Although his origin is unknown, everyone has been convinced that Renault is a solid player and there is no need to be careful.

Victor smiled slightly. Renault and Xak should be practicing secret forms and hunting to supplement their physical needs.

Shake, who drove Victor's carriage, was a monkey militiaman. He joined the camp as a mountaineer and was brought in by Victor to be a coachman.

On this trip, Victor did not take Nelson with him. After all, the territory still needed people to guard it.

In the end, Victor selected a dozen guards, plus Renault, Shake, and Old Ham, and took two carriages and ten horses to the Black Castle.

Victor brought Old Ham because his terriers are very sensitive. Only by taking these hounds away from the territory can Jack be given more space to carry out Victor's plan to drive away the mountain people.

Victor took a bite of the roasted short-tailed deer, and his mouth was full of fragrance. He asked Ham: "Old Ham, you prairie people make a living by herding, do you also have knights?"

"Yes, our knights are all called warriors. Later, when I joined the War Bear Mercenary Group, I realized that warriors are knights." Old Ham replied.

"Then do you have a castle?" Victor suddenly became interested in the life of grassland herdsmen.

"Sir, there are no stones or trees on the grassland, so we have no castle." Old Ham shook his head.

"Then how do you defend against monsters and wild beasts? Or are there no such things on the grassland?" Victor asked with a frown.

"Sir, there are a lot of monsters and wolves on the grassland. In order to resist these monsters, we raise hounds and goshawks to avoid them from a distance. If we really can't escape, then there is only one battle." Old Ham.

He said hoarsely, obviously this was not a pleasant memory.

"In most cases, we can't defeat those gnoll tribes. Fortunately, the Church of Glory has built 12 cities on the grassland, allowing us to take refuge there."

"I see. No wonder you prairie people are all devout believers." Victor nodded and said.

The physique of jackals is not comparable to that of humans. Once their number reaches several hundred, knights cannot stop their attack, and it is basically impossible for herdsmen to survive on the grassland without the protection of cities. However, this also shows that the Church of Glory
To be continued...