This is a red demon prince five or six meters tall. It has huge wings and a giant battle axe in hand. It has countless skulls hanging on it, making desperate roars.

"Father, Father!!!" The Fallen Primrome of Ascension seemed unable to speak coherently. It was just calling her father over and over again. Even though it was on the verge of defeat under the siege of Emperor and Zhuang Sen, it had several shocking wounds and even lost a hand.

It is still persevering, it is still persevering in despair.

However, facing the attack of Emperor and Zhuang Sen, it finally could not escape the defeat. The tall figure was penetrated by the Emperor's giant sword and Zhuang Sen's giant sword one after another. The depraved primordial body of ascension fell to the ground. Its shell of material dispelling gradually disappeared, and the soul and energy were about to return to sub-space.

"Hurry up! The 'hun' Chaos has already noticed that I am back!" The emperor stretched out his hand, and the endless great power formed a giant storm sweeping across the subspace. The soul of the demon primordial body and the 'hun' Chaos energy body that made it were forced out of the subspace by the Lord of Humanity.

The stars shivered.

Only the most powerful lord of humanity can accomplish such a miracle.

"What should I do next? Father?" Zhuang Sen suffered some minor injuries, but this was not a big deal for the Primarch. He could fully recover in just one or two days.

"Now, it's time to send this guy over there to purify, Leon, take your people, let's go!"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

…………

In April, Helen Hilde, the capital of the Principal of Winford.

The Holy Grail Knight Ryan led the victorious knights into the city. They were proud and happy because they brought back a cart of trophy and a cart of robbers' heads.

In seven days, all five robber strongholds were removed.

Although it is impossible to completely clear the bandits, Duke Winford must have no need to worry about this for a while.

And in these days, Winford's knights have witnessed with their own eyes what cruelty is.

All the robbers' fortresses were Ryan who rushed directly to the fortress alone. Any robber's long-range weapons were invalid for the Holy Grail Knight. Then Ryan used his griffin warhammer to directly break the "door" or even break the wall, making the defense's advantage invisible, and the dismounted knights followed and rushed in.

Whether it is wood, stone or even iron "door", Ryan will illuminate it.

Too violent.

Simple, rough, direct, and effective, so relying on this tactic that is not tactical, the knights won one after another, and the robbers had no capital to fight the dismounted knights at all. Once the knights were close, they would be devastating.

On the way to the city, many "singing" poets are already telling Ryan's series of brilliant feats, fighting the Doomsday Bulls one-on-one, winning the championship duel, revealing the dark side of the aesthetic club, killing the terror-abuse champion, and killing two green-skinned warlords in the Battle of Collerson, and one flying dragon on both feet.

But this does not include his latest story of eliminating bandits. Obviously, because this incident just happened, the poets and operaists have not written new poems and scripts.

The fresh ‘flowers’ and applause kept dedicating to the knights who returned from triumphantly, which made many young knights a little flutter. Fortunately, they fully realized that if it were not for Ryan’s existence, victory would not have been so easy, so they would not have lost their composure.

But their smug looks really superficial.

So on the way back to the castle, Sulia, who was walking side by side with Ryan, sighed: "It's so easy. Lord Ryan, you have encouraged their pride and made them not know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. Not every war will there be a powerful Holy Grail Knight like Lord Ryan who can easily destroy those stone walls and wooden ‘doors’ directly so that they can win the opportunity to fight in close combat, so that they feel that the war is too simple."

Ryan always felt that the duke's daughter was a little dissatisfied with the recklessness and bloody nature of the young rangers in Brittany, so he smiled and said, "This is too easy for me. Miss Sulia, my duty is to eliminate these bandits and remove their strongholds, not to train these rangers."

The 'female' knight's eyes flashed. She was about to follow the trend to continue the topic, but Ryan had already continued his topic: "Speaking of it... Yuli seems that he is not married yet? He is twenty-six years old, right? No one introduces it?"

"Brother... there are many people who introduced him, but he was not satisfied, and he was not in a hurry." Sulia could only respond: "Because your brother and Mr. Ryan are in similar condition, I believe your Mr. Ryan can understand it."

Ryan is really understandable about this, because he and Julius are both passive powerhouses and will not age before reaching a hundred years old. Therefore, it is not a big problem to get married later. If you don’t meet someone who is satisfied, you can wait for a while.

For example, his godfather Ivan got married when he was almost fifty years old.

In the pavilion of Duke Winford Castle in Helen Hilde, François was also talking to a half-white-bearded man. This man was about fifty years old and dressed in a very delicate manner. He was wearing an earl's satin dress and leaning on the side of the pavilion with a gentleman's cane.

He is in the name of Ryan, Marquis Connery Ascott.

The two of them sat together, but the Grand Duke seemed younger.

"It's so strong, seven days, five robber dens." The Marquis's face was still feeling sad, and his hoarse voice was full of helplessness and admiration: "And my knights fought several times but failed. Instead, I had to hold funerals again and again for some unlucky guys."

"The 'woman's champion only brought dozens of young men to deal with these robbers." François raised his head, his deep eyes full of wisdom: "I plan to let him train the 'haired' boys in the Principality."

"Do you want to hire him to become the instructor of the Ranger Knight?" Marquis Connery's eyes lit up. This marquis was just a kingdom knight, with only the 'eri' first-class strength, and his military skills were not his strength. Because of this, he led the army to defeat more and win less when he led the war.

"And don't you think he's excellent? He's only twenty-five years old." François looked at Ryan's calm look and suddenly smiled: "At this age, the young knights are not full of passionate fantasies all day long, or are addicted to the luxurious enjoyment of life, are I right?"

"You always look at the problem so profound, François." Connery looked at Ryan with a cane. "Do you think he will agree?"

"Yes, he is not full of strength now and needs to form his own team and staff. At this time, he will not refuse my help. When he really rises, it is too late for us to lend a helping hand." The Grand Duke kept slapping the marble stone table with his magic ring: "And, I have a premonition that the Knights Kingdom is about to usher in a huge change. Connery, don't you think that the founding of Brittany has begun to decline after hundreds of years?"

"You are always a little overly worried, my Duke, but... maybe you are right." Marquis Connery also leaned on the ground with his cane: "Today's famine tide came earlier in previous years. It's only April, and many serfs have appeared at the borders of the Principality to request intake, which is the largest number of serfs in the Principality of Paragon and the Principality of Berleon."

"Theodoric has been fighting with his knights with the invaders from Estalia for more than two years. The Principality of Berleon has been exhausted in the war... There are still three barons and many castles that have fallen into rivals. If I don't expect it, the war will last for a long time." The Grand Duke of Winford has been observing the surrounding situation. He has a very clear understanding of the current situation: "As for Casfann? That's what he deserves! Most of the barren territory in Paran is mountains, and the income is entirely based on several divided barren lands and tariffs, but he insists on maintaining the entire Tianma Knights' system. He is simply crazy."

"The high tax rates and corvee service have almost crushed the serfs. Not only that, even many knight families have begun to be unable to purchase a full set of knight equipment for young children." Marquis Connery also replied: "Maybe we will face this problem one day."

"The kingdom needs to be changed, but there are many difficulties. Vampires lurk in our kingdom. The knights must not put down their raids. From Beleon in the south to Lyonse in the north, the serfs' uprisings are becoming more and more frequent. We need to carefully find solutions to the problem...especially when we have bad relationships with our neighbors." François frowned, and the great duke looked at the beautiful and rich Helen Hilde and fell into deep thought.

Duke Winford had a bad relationship with his neighbors. The tax rate he set for his principality was 7 taxes, which was far lower than the 9 taxes of the surrounding dukes. Therefore, the surrounding dukes had many conflicts with the Grand Duke Winford, and only the Duke Bastogne in the north had a good relationship with Duke Winford.

Ryan was unaware of what others were discussing about himself, and the Holy Grail Knight entered the castle and met Marquis Connery Ascot under the introduction of the Duke: "Hello, my Marquis."

"Hello, the champion of the 'women's's men's, Ryan Maccardo." Connery was also enthusiastic.

After meeting with the Grand Duke and the Marquis, the Knight of the Holy Grail offered his farewell: "My Duke, please allow me to return to my territory."

"Don't stay for a while? I've arranged a banquet for you, and Connery will also participate." François seemed to really want to keep Ryan at the banquet: "At the banquet, you may be able to meet many new friends."

"Sorry, I will definitely participate next time, mainly because Gene has something to deal with." Ryan politely rejected the Duke's invitation, saying that he still has something to do.

The Baron had just arrived at his territory and had a lot of things to be busy with. Ryan's request was not too much, and the Holy Grail Knight did have his own independent 'sexuality'. François said it was not good to force him to keep it: "Then don't rush to leave, let's sit down and have a drink."

This face has to be given, so Ryan had to change his armor and return to the baron dress. He owned the space ring, and the process was very fast.

A few minutes later, several people sat back to the pavilion. The duke asked about Ryan's territory: "Do you encounter any difficulties in the construction of the territory? Do you need my help?"

"My Duke, I need a housekeeper. Can I introduce any good candidates to me?" Ryan thought for a moment, and suddenly he felt that this was a good opportunity to seek people.

What he knew was that there were indeed many outstanding noble children within the Principality of Winford who had nothing to do, and his territory was short of manpower. Gasparton was an excellent tax officer, but Ryan was not able to burden him anymore. Taking this opportunity, Ryan wanted to see if there were any talents available here at the Duke.

"Butler? My Baron, what level of steward do you need?" François immediately began to think about the right person in his court: "Do you need a butler who can manage your castle well? Or do you need a butler who can help you in your daily life?"

The ‘female’ knight also placed her bright eyes on Ryan.

"Of course I hope there is a steward who has comprehensive capabilities and shares various affairs for me." Ryan immediately gave the answer. It is easy to want a steward who can manage a castle well, and he needs better talents.

"There are countless people who are willing to serve the champion of the 'female's' and the Holy Grail Knights, but since you ask for it like this, then maybe Carsonberg is suitable for you... Help me call Carsonberg over!" François said with a slight look on his face.

After a while, a tall and thin young man with a big bald head came over. He looked less than thirty years old and dressed properly, but Ryan noticed that his clothes were a little old.

"My Duke, are you looking for me?"

"Ryan, Katzenberg is one of the best candidates for courtiers I have seen in recent years. He comes from an excellent family of knights and is also an excellent knight. But in addition, Katzenberg's excellence is that he has completed all courtier courses at Winford College. He can serve as your capable helper to help you handle everything, big and small, in your territory, as long as you need it." Duke Winford introduced Katzenberg's past in detail, and then said with a smile: "It's a pity that I can't provide him with a chance to show his strength."

The young man Ma understood something, his eyes emitted light and continued to stand in the state of "servant".

It is his own glory to be able to serve Ryan, the God-Chapter champion, the Holy Grail Knight, who is the only one who can serve Ryan, the Lake Fairy Girl.

With a thin face, reflective bald head, and bright eyes, Ryan thought he was a 'smart' person at first sight. Considering that the Grand Duke Winford, who is a Holy Grail Knight, would not deceive him, Ryan was quite satisfied with this candidate, but he still joked: "My Duke, please give me an option? Isn't that good?"

"I have other candidates, but I think Carsonberg can definitely meet your needs, so that's it." Duke Winford thought for a while and then said: "You can try to let Carsonberg do it for a while first to watch the effect later. If you feel dissatisfied, I can recommend someone else to you."

"It sounds like a solution, but his salary..." Ryan seemed to accept the opinion, but he still seemed a little hesitant.

"Hahaha, what a 'smart' champion!" The Duke suddenly laughed and pointed at Ryan: "I'm starting to understand why you are excellent now. Other young people can't even think of you at your age. They find that they have been deceived by those 'traitors' merchants and they can't do anything except come to me to complain."

"Okay! Let's do it. I'll get his salary in the past two years. How about it?"

"This is the best result, thank you very much, my Duke." Ryan got the result he wanted. He curled his mouth, his handsome face was full of cunning, and the duke sitting opposite him also smiled meaningfully at the young man, wise and complimented in his eyes.

The Marquis of Ascot and the daughters of the Duke present will smile.

Old fox and little fox.
Chapter completed!