King Stanley is getting married again!

The residents of Blood Rock City were busy in the blizzard. This was no longer known how many times His Majesty Stanley got married, but the residents of Blood Rock City didn't feel strange at all. They didn't even care where the previous little queen Harriet went. They only knew that they would soon have a new little queen.

On a street in Blood Rock City, a tavern called "Wowing Thunder" is bustling at this moment. In this cold season, even the strong Gris people hate going out. In this weather, sitting in a tavern with a fireplace, placing a glass of ale and a fragrant grilled pork chop, sitting there bragging to friends is the best choice.

With a creaking sound, the wooden door of the tavern was pushed open, and the biting cold wind wrapped in dense snowflakes blew into the tavern. The strong men sitting near the door shivered subconsciously. After seeing the guests clearly, they said dissatisfied: "Rowell, your movements are too big, and you have all the heat in the tavern have been driven away!"

The visitor was Rowell who had robbed the Principality of Sila before and returned early with the little girl he had kidnapped.

After seeing the man, Rowell subconsciously raised his chest and raised his head, and said proudly: "Captain Mullen, please don't call me Rowell, you want to call me Baron Rowell Irving, do you understand?"

"Battle! A lucky guy!"

Mullen, the captain of this regional security team, used to teach Rowell a lesson, but now... Mullen has to lower his head and honestly call "Baron Irving".

The reason is that the little girl whom Rowell plundered was indeed attracted by Stanley. The new queen Stanley is about to marry in the past few days was offered by Rowell. He was rewarded with the baron as he wished and received the surname "Irving" rewarded by His Majesty Stanley. Yes, Rowell is now a noble baron with a surname!

A young man who had a good relationship with Rowell before laughed: "Since Rowell has been promoted, why don't you invite us all to have a drink?"

Rowell looked at the man with a little unhappy look, and then said proudly: "No problem, I treat you today, everyone can drink it! But I don't care about the money I find for the girl!"

A burst of laughter and cheers suddenly sounded in the tavern. The city was closed by a blizzard, and Gris was in short supply. It was because a lot of supplies were transported back from the Principal of Sila recently, which gave them a chance to have a good time. The price of wine was naturally astonishingly high. Rowell was willing to treat him and immediately won him a lot of cheers.

Rowell was very proud. He said that he was not going back to his hometown without returning home in a brocade dress. He was now full of confidence and planned to do something big, so of course he had to recruit a group of trusted men. This street he grew up in was his best choice. He was familiar with the people here, and it was easier to recruit some people.

The war is coming...

Rowell sat on the chair with a glass of thunder beer, and his consciousness couldn't help but feel dazed. When he recalled the process of being received by His Majesty Stanley, he felt a little dreamy.

Although His Majesty Stanley accepted the little girl he offered, he was in a bad mood and had a terrible face. On several occasions, Rowell felt that he could almost get out of the throne. Fortunately, he was lucky enough to become a baron in the end.

"If you want to gain more glory, go and recruit some people. The war to make us Gris conquer the world will soon come."

When he thought of His Majesty Stanley's words, Rowell forgot his fear of him, and felt a surge in his heart, wishing he could immediately live and die for His Majesty Stanley and obtain the supreme glory.

"Hey! Rowell!"

Mullen came over and patted Rowell on the shoulder: "I heard that the plundering team was wiped out this time. Why are you back alive? Can you reveal some news?"

Rowell looked at Mullen with some dissatisfaction: "Call me Baron Irving!"

"Okay OK, Mr. Baron Irving."

Malen looked at this guy who had lost his luck with envy. He worked hard for so many years but failed to become a nobleman. However, this guy was inexplicably ahead of him. It was so annoying.

"To be honest, I don't know what happened, and this is not the news you should ask for, right?"

Malen laughed and said, "Don't be so ruthless. This is the news that only you know. We are almost curious to die."

"Okay OK, okay, I'll just reluctantly satisfy your curiosity."

Rowell looked around, then lowered his voice and said, "After I found the little queen in Lakeside Town - oh, the little girl His Majesty Stanley is about to marry, I returned with the team carrying supplies in advance. I heard that since the blizzard disaster this year is more serious than in previous years, the main force decided to continue to go deep into the Principality of Sila to increase the scope of plunder. When I returned to the border of Gris, the people returning from behind told me that they had surrounded Sila."

"Have you surrounded Syrah?"

Mullen glared: "With the strength of our Gris army, isn't that city easy to capture? Why is it annihilated?"

"I think so too. After I came back and heard about this, I specifically asked my friend in the army. My friend is one of the top senior executives in our military. The news he said is very reliable. I just told you, don't tell others."

After Rowell said that, he looked at Mullen. After Mullen stayed for a while, he suddenly came to his senses and immediately looked like he admired Rowell very much: "I didn't expect that Rowell... Baron Irving, you actually have someone in the top military leadership!"

Rowell enjoyed Mullen's attitude and gaze very much, and said proudly: "Of course!"

"Then what?"

"Then, I learned a piece of news... Just as we plundered Lakeside Town and the main force went deep into the Principality of Sila, the old bastard Palmer had already sent a letter of help in advance."

"Ask for help? To whom?"

After saying that, Mullen was stunned and took a breath of air conditioning: "Irrus Empire!?"

"you do not say!"

Rowell nodded: "The Irrus Empire is different this time than before. Sorant and we have always had a tacit understanding, but who knew that Tang En did not care about the previous unspoken rules after he came to power, so he sent troops directly this time!"

"But even that way, we have the advantage and it is impossible to lose to the reinforcements of the Irrus Empire!"

Mullen still couldn't figure it out.

"I'm also very surprised, until my friend revealed something to me..."

Rowell's voice became even lower, and his mysterious appearance aroused Mullen's curiosity. He hurriedly leaned over and Rowell whispered: "That's because the Irrus Empire sent magicians to the battle! There were also a large number of steel golems!"

"magic--!"

Mullen covered his mouth, looked around nervously, and then asked in a low voice: "This is impossible! How could the City of Silver allow magicians to join the war!"

"Now who doesn't know that the Silver City is no longer neutral, they may have turned to the Irrus Empire long ago."

Rowell sneered: "It seems that as powerful as Master Gene, he is inevitably tempted by power and wealth."

“That means…”

Mallen took a breath of air conditioning: "We are going to be an enemy of the City of Silver!?"

"I'm afraid not."

Rowell looked mysterious: "Even if the City of Silver has actually turned to the Irruce Empire, on the surface, Gene will definitely maintain that neutral attitude. The reputation he has cultivated over the years is probably not easily broken. He still needs to use this attitude to gain benefits."

"That is, the City of Silver may send magicians to help the Irrus Empire, but will not participate in the war in full."

"Yes, if that's the case, we don't have to be afraid."

Rowell said proudly: "Master Aldridge has helped us secretly cultivate a large number of wild mages over the years. If it weren't for His Majesty's plan - ahem, if they had other tasks and all of these wild mages participated in the war, the reinforcements of the Irruth Empire would have been wiped out."

"Damn it! If you have the chance, I really want to kill all the despicable Irrus people!"

"Don't worry, you will have a chance..."

Rowell's eyes rolled, and he laughed and patted Mullen on the shoulder, asking, "How is it, Captain Mullen, are you interested in following me?"

"What do you mean?"

"Your Majesty promised me the baron, but there was no fief. Are you not surprised?"

"Why?"

"Because, I need to attack and occupy my fiefdom myself."

Rowell smiled and said, "The place I captured belongs to me, and I can have one hundred private soldiers and lead five hundred regular soldiers. Do you understand?"

Mullen's breathing suddenly became rapid: "...you want to recruit me?"

"Tell you a secret. Your Majesty has decided that a revenge war against the Irrus Empire will begin soon, but now I have just been promoted to baron and there is no one under my command, so you have this opportunity. If I have enough time, this benefit will not be your turn."

Rowell said lightly: "When I conquer a piece of land, how can I be stingy with my confidant men? At that time, one person will be rewarded with at least one manor, ten Irrus slaves, and one hundred livestock!"

When Mullen heard this, he no longer hesitated and knelt down on one knee, lowered his head to the guy he had bullied, and offered his loyalty: "Maren is willing to fight for Baron Rowell Irving!"

"Get up, since you are my first subordinate, I will give you my last name. From now on, your name will be Marlen Irving."

Rowell was extremely proud and his first subordinate just started so easily. At this level, before the war began, he might be able to gather a hundred private soldiers.
Chapter completed!