Goodman, Duke of Esson, is a typical nobleman who can do nothing but enjoyment. Three sons, the eldest son has elemental talent, and the young man left home to Hornheim, and never returned to the family fiefdom except for the letters once a few months. The second son is the most politically wise. In order to eliminate the doubts of his father, he only brought a hundred private soldiers to Waolet as an adult. The third son was an illegitimate child with a maid, and was in the underworld. In order to make a name for himself, he became the first test of Link, who had just traveled to Edgar.

At the instigation of others, the duke only brought five thousand cavalry and went into battle lightly. He wanted to teach an unfilial son who wanted to fly if he was hard. Just so happened that Link also wanted to take this opportunity to make Vaulet truly independent.

Because of his hurry to travel, the Duke did not know the changes in the situation that happened in the day and night after leaving from the nearest town. When he arrived at Vaulet, he found that the forefront satellite city of Hornheim had changed a lot, which was very different from what he remembered. The lush forest seemed to have moved a lot, revealing a clear outline of the city, and the city that was once protected by the barrier built a towering wall.

The entire cut rock surprised the Duke. This volume and weight are not easily transported by humans, not to mention that there are forests on the outside. How can we transport these stones in without cutting down trees?

In order to regain his city, the dwarves had returned to the ground two months ago. Even if Vaulet had a population of 30,000, Sevis would never have completed such a large project in just two months. What's more, the information sent back a few days ago did not mention this. Who has the ability to complete the construction in such a period of time? Hornheim? Didn't it mean that he had already evacuated?

The Duke asked the accompanying staff mage to contact the spies hiding in the city, and from the messenger stone, the answer that made Goodman uneasy - the son of nature, just flew to Vaulet this morning.

Goodman was a little worried that he wouldn't go into the business, even though his staff repeatedly assured that the son of nature would never be able to take action without regard for the precepts, he still couldn't rest assured.

There are various rumors about this son of nature who is not only gender and from another world. In order to learn the exact rather than rumors, Goodman spared no expense to ask about the spider web.

The first appearance was in Befast four months ago. It is said that thanks to him, the remaining soldiers were supported by the Dawn Sect in the fierce siege of Grantham. Then he arrived at Vaulet and secretly assisted Bree to replace Lorelei as the new magic god, breaking Hornheim's usual neutral position. Later, he supported a man of unknown origin to ascend to the position of Duke of Krenberg. Not only did Princess Franni and the nobles hold a meeting in the Mirror Hall of the Mirrors to be resolved in a few words, but it also turned it into a perfect appearance, confirming the legitimate reputation of Duke of Krenberg. By the way, Franni lost the support of the royal family's greatest backer, Hornheim. In less than half a year, the situation in the United Kingdom that had been stalemate for forty years was broken. This alone cannot be underestimated.

Goodman did not attend the Mirror Hall meeting chaired by Franny. Although he was one of the six princes, Esson's territory was less than a quarter of Krenberg's, and it had no substantial impact on whether to go or not. Because Vaulet gained real independence from Hornheim and reached an alliance with the dwarf clan, Goodman felt that he could not raise his head in front of other nobles, and Sevis did not take his father seriously at all. At the suggestion of his staff, he decided to take back Vaulet's management rights to show that he was still Esson's lord.

Goodman's understanding of war, like most nobles, was still at the level of horse-riding charge and hand-to-hand combat. The elemental tide caused the number of mages to be sharply reduced, and its power gradually became worse than before. Even the magic warriors almost disappeared, and after the invasion of the undead, except for Hornheim, there were few mages outside. Even if there were, they were mostly low-level elementals. The spells they mastered could not instantly change the situation in large-scale battles. After the initial shock and worry, Goodman naturally believed that as long as the son of nature did not intervene, the pitiful defenders and established mercenaries would not be able to fight against the five thousand elite cavalry he led.

Just as the Duke was imagining, the aide mage who followed him looked down at the land beneath his feet, and even shot a ball of light to illuminate it.

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The soft white light illuminated the night and also made the cavalry behind him exclaim.

Goodman's thoughts were pulled back, and the ground was like a plowed land, drawing deep ravines. If you go a little further, you can sink their entire team. Although it is not deep enough to break your neck, it is enough to trap the horses.

The trap was also dug too shallowly. Goodman mocked his son for going back and forth as he lived, and wanted to stop me with these little tricks?

However, the aide mage got off the horse with a solemn look on his face and touched the edge of the pit like a knife, axe and chisel with his hands.

Goodman couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"The strong wind element, this is not a trap, it is caused by some kind of spell."

After the mage said this, Goodman also put away his contempt. No matter how arrogant he was, he would not underestimate the son of nature. After all, his achievements were placed there. It can be said that he would destroy the ambitious Princess Frannie without moving. No matter how weak the royal family declined, no one of the princes would be willing to be the first to stand out, and they were afraid that they would be taken advantage of by other lords as soon as they sent their troops.

"Spencer, you are really sure that the son of nature will not take action?" What you see in front of you was different from your expectations, and Goodman was somewhat unsure.

"The previous human's son of nature was disqualified because he helped humans fight against orcs. It should be the same here. No matter what it is Hornheim or Esson, it is all the territories of humans, and it is not the turn of the son of nature to intervene." The mage nodded confidently.

Goodman breathed a sigh of relief, took the scroll handed over by the mage and unfolded it. The parchment-injured rune flashed, indicating that the spell had been activated. The Duke took a deep breath and shouted, "Sevis, you unfilial son, get out for me!"

The loud voice spread in all directions under the influence of sound amplification. As soon as Link and others climbed the city wall, they heard this sentence just in time.

Link looked sideways at the person named, "The Duke actually led his troops to the battle himself."

Sevis felt a hot face and wanted to find a hole to crawl into it.

After nightfall, Vaulet was still brightly lit and the night market was prosperous. When the Duke roared, the entire market area became boiling again. Sevis felt very embarrassed.

This old man usually needs to fight against the dead and cannot hide in the mansion. When he shouldn't have come out, he ran faster than anyone else. I just don't know what he was thinking. I am his own son at least, how could he put down the wrong person at this time?!

"City Lord, don't you go out to meet me?" Link asked in a faint tone.

The corners of Serves' mouth twitched, not knowing how to answer.

"I should be able to deal with it." Looking up at me, and with the faint light on the opposite side, Link found that the Duke's soldiers were all light cavalry, and their mounts were also ordinary horses.

Serves, who vaguely felt something was wrong, had no time to say anything. Link, who suddenly transformed, grabbed him and took off.

"Wait...wait a moment~ This is too dangerous, and it is hard to guarantee that there will be a mistake..." Sevis, who has acrophobia, was so scared that his limbs became weak and he was weak in his words.

A huge wind falcon suddenly appeared on the bare rock. The mage raised his staff and cast a protective barrier on himself and the duke. The cavalry behind them were not treated like this.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Falcon flew over his head.

Feng Falcon was beyond Goodman's perception. He had lived to this age and had never seen such a huge Feng Falcon, and his throat suddenly became dry. "Didn't you say he couldn't and couldn't take action?!"

The mage did not answer, but stared at Link who had recovered from his human form above his head and grabbed Sevis landing.

The father and son met without being happy, but just stared at each other.

"This is Duke of Esson. What do you want to do when you bring so many cavalry to Vaulet?"

Goodman's gaze moved to the person beside his son. He was thinner than Sevis in both height and physique, but exuded a momentum that could not be ignored. What made him even more annoying was that the man looked directly at him without any respect.

"It goes without saying that the autonomy given by Hornheim was taken back." Goodman replied muffled. The original awe of gods also dissipated because of the attitude of the Son of Nature. Zhu never interfered in human internal affairs, and this time it would be no exception. This rule that lasted for thousands of years made him brave.

Link chuckled twice, making Serves, who was standing beside him sweat. He was obviously calm, why did he feel a little chill?

Then, Sevis knew why he felt this way.

"City Lord, who is the blessing that Hornheim gave up his management of Vaulet?"

Sevis looked at his father without a squinting help, "Honeheim would never have agreed to Vaulet to restore autonomy without the help of Lord Link."

Link nodded, "It is Sevis who signed an alliance agreement with me, and he is the only one I promised to be the Lord of Vaulet. Why should the Duke, who has never contributed to the confrontation with Hornheim, say that this is your territory?"

"Valot was Esson's territory!" Goodman replied unhappily.

"Is the inheritance right of the nobles..." Link did not deny it, but then he raised his left hand and summoned a heavy book out of thin air. The cover of the hardcover was painted with the ring of Edgar, and the shiny fluorescent light, which made you know it was a magic item at a glance.

Without touching it with his hands, the pages opened on their own. As the sound of flipping, Goodman glanced at the mage of a staff member, but saw that he stared at the magic props summoned by the Son of Nature and refused to move it away. Goodman tickled, the damn mage could not even move his eyes when he saw the novelty.

"Ah~ I found it." Link raised his index finger, and the page stopped immediately. He stretched out his hand and the words formed by the light beam were refracted into the air, swaying slightly like ripples of water.

"In the Golden Age, here, along with Befast, are the territory of the Glow Elves. To be precise, this is an area under the jurisdiction of the Pillars of Earth."

Goodman almost fell down and fell off his horse.

The Golden Age? It was at least 1,500 years ago. I wanted to convince me with such an excuse that I was so far away and had no evidence?

But Link didn't even look at the duke, staring at the mage coldly, "You aide should know that the son of nature has the oldest inheritance in the world and remembers all the history from the birth of the world."

"Yes..." the mage murmured almost murmured to himself.

"Hey! Spencer, you..." Goodman realized something was wrong as soon as he said halfway through his words. A faint fluctuation emanated from his staff.

Does this guy want to cast a spell?

The mage's staff shot out a slash of ice crystals, shooting directly at Serves beside Link.

Seeing this, Sevis flashed and hid behind Link. Unexpectedly, the ice crystal seemed to have eyes, and bypassed Link and continued to attack Sevis.

With a "bang", the ice crystal hit the invisible barrier and broke into gravel-like shreds and fell to the ground.

Link's eyes were fixed on the soon melting debris, and the smile at the corner of his mouth closed.

"City Lord. You don't seem to have told your father what I hate the most, right?"

Sevis poked his head out from behind Link, looked at the black water stains on the ground along his gaze, and looked at Duke Esson with a striking expression, "Father, will your aide be..."

"I am not a necromancer, my body is still flesh and blood." The mage took off his hood. Although his face was not young, he still had a living aura.

"But I smelled the dead spirit of the dead on you." Link raised his entire right arm. The book rolled up again, and the light emitted was not soft light, but dazzling beams. It split into countless roots. He dragged the long afterimage to fly towards the cavalry behind the Duke.

Everything was too fast, from the spell cast to the effect, there was only a few seconds, and there was no time to react. Goodman opened his mouth and the order was still in his throat. The light bullet poured down from the sky, and the dull sound of hitting the object made his back cool.

The horse was neighing in a frightened manner, the sound of the hooves, mixed with surprise and screams, and it was particularly clear in the quiet night.

Goodman was stiff all over. He didn't dare to look back, for fear of seeing the remains of dead bodies on the ground, but he had to look back and confirm the life and death of the five thousand spirit cavalry he brought.

No one was injured or killed, and even the horses were safe and sound. However, dozens of holes were added on the ground, and wisps of white smoke were emitted. The cavalry's faces were full of shocked expressions, and they were obviously stunned by this sudden scene and had no time to react.

"Amazed? At my attack?" Link's plain voice rang.

Goodman turned around and looked at the monster who looked younger than his son but had a terrifying power.

He has not come into contact with many mages, most of which are elemental players. Occasionally, he has seen several magistrates in Xindu, and he has no chance to witness the power of range magic with his own eyes. For Goodman, spells are limited to rumors. And the son of nature is even more legendary.

After misjudging the strength and situation of the opponent, Goodman had a gloomy face and no longer expected his staff to have any good suggestions.

Although Goodman was timid, he was not stupid. He could even be sure that this was a trap. Spencer was an undercover agent sent by other nobles or undead. Whether he died at the hands of the son of nature or successfully seized Vaulet, he would not be the one who benefited in the end.

"Hahaha..." Spencer laughed, "You actually interfered with human internal affairs so easily!"

"You seem to be too happy too early, idiot." Link rarely cursed so bluntly. He raised his hand again, and everything in the forest lighted up again. The magic barrage was ready, and it would be activated again with just one order.

"What? You can still use divine power?!" Spencer's face changed.

Why? The Son of Nature is so blatantly interfering in human internal affairs, but the pillar has not revoked his qualification?

"So you are an idiot, and you don't know the information clearly, so you act randomly. This morning, I set up a temple in Vaulet, and I also received some believers' orders to create a sect to recruit believers as a pillar. I took action entirely to protect the temple and believers, so how could I interfere with human internal affairs?" Link was glad that the Duke's man was a fool, and he was a little disappointed. He thought that even if the Lord's messenger was not Shuanghan himself, he should be a capable subordinate, and wanted to take the opportunity to find some information. He was still resentful of the dream just now and always had a bad premonition.

Temple?

Spencer and Goodman both looked very strange, and the temple was built in the morning? So, is this huge rock-studded city wall also the masterpiece of the Son of Nature?

"The first time is just a warning, and the second time, I will aim. The Son of Nature is the rule and the guardian of the world, but this does not mean that I cannot kill anyone, Duke Esson, do you understand what I mean?"

Goodman nodded, then shook his head. He was dizzy at the moment and didn't know what to say.

When the troops set off, they were all full of confidence, so why did it turn out like this?

If Sevis wants to inherit the title, he dare not disobey him and will hand over Vaulet obediently, but... who will tell him why the situation has reversed so much? It has become a farce!

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. As the apostle of the pillar, I ask you, who are colluding with the undead, to hand over the autonomy of Vaulet to show punishment."

Goodman almost doubted whether he had hallucinations?

But the breath emitted from the son of nature reminded him that this was not an illusion.

The horses neighed even harder, and they threw off the riders with superb riding skills, and some even had people hanging on their backs, so they ran away.

Is this the legendary pressure?

Sevis, who was hiding behind Link, was also weak and unable to move, but he was happy.
Chapter completed!