He played with this small object that was said to be produced from Fengyue Free Collar, and smiled at the servant beside him:

"There are many things that Fengyue Free-Lottery that are still very interesting. Just like this telescope, I heard that it can be sold for 30 gold pounds in Mannia, even in our north, it will cost at least 20 gold pounds. However, in Fengyue Free-Lottery, it is said that it is less than 5 gold pounds. I heard that this was designed by the elves, and it is native to the Elf Forest. The elves probably made a lot of money by selling these things."

"Hehe, Lord Duke, when we break through the Fengyue Freedom Leadership, we will have as much as we want! The pounds they earn naturally belong to us!"

The servant said flatteringly.

When the other nobles around him heard this, they laughed, their eyes full of greed.

No one suspects that this jihadist is impossible to defeat the Church of Life.

Although the Church of Life has shown strong power, it is just a church that has not long been rising.

Even though they successfully eliminated the invading demons, and even if they left various legends on the Continent of Seges, in the eyes of the nobles of the empire, it was just that the nobles of the empire had not exerted their efforts.

As nobles who often deal with the Eternal Church, they knew very well how powerful the Eternal Church’s true foundation was.

"Let's win first. We should move faster in this war, so don't let the Berencia family take up all the best places."

Joseph said lightly.

In the words, it seemed that Fengyue’s free collar had become the object in his pocket.

"What the Duke said is! What the Duke said is!"

"Haha, Lord Duke is a genius knight who has been released once a hundred years. He will inevitably sweep away the evil pagans!"

"After this battle, the Rosen family will inevitably become the largest family in the empire!"

The little nobles started to flatter.

Listening to their flattery, Joseph enjoyed it very much.

However, after seeing the mercenaries participating in the battle in the distant team, they seemed to have thought of something, and another ray of haze rose in his expression.

"Speaking of this... is my stupid brother still in the south?"

He suddenly asked.

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The little nobles looked at each other, and finally a tall and thin middle-aged man stood up and said in a deep voice:

"Duke Duke, Frank...Frank seems to be the leader of the Southern Territory now."

"Is that the Alliance of Trailers who believe in the Church of Life?"

Joseph narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yes, Lord Duke."

The middle-aged man replied.

Joseph glanced at him and sighed:

"Roland, it's not easy for you. I heard that your son ran away with that guy..."

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly became a little stiff.

"Sir, I have driven that rebellious son out of the house."

He said, tugging at the same time.

Looking at his nervous look, Joseph laughed:

"Haha, don't be nervous, Roland. Don't worry, you are you, he is him, I will naturally not blame you. It's just a pity that Frank will only get involved with the lowly poor people, implicating your stupid son..."

After saying that, he narrowed his eyes again:

"But, just a group of mobs. I have already greeted Uncle Corens. When I break through the Southern Territory, he will send someone to escort my stupid brother back, including your son."

"Equal all beings? Hey, it's just a lie from the Church of Life. It's time for Frank to let him know who the real master of this continent is."

As he said that, a trace of disdain flashed across Joseph's expression.

He raised his telescope again and looked in the south.

At the end of sight, the castle of the northern heavy city of Augs, under the Maple Moon Free Leadership, was already vaguely visible.

"Where did the Wagners' army go?"

Looking at the faintly tall walls of Augs, Joseph asked.

The Wagner family was one of the great nobles in the north of the empire and was regarded as a vassal of the Rosen family.

His family is famous for its expertise in creating various siege tools. As early as the beginning of the empire's establishment, it was in charge of the manufacturing of siege weapons that the empire conquered in all directions.

This time, most of the main siege equipment of the Northern Legion were provided by the Wagner family, mainly some magic crystal cannons, trenchers and siege cars.

Among them, the magic crystal cannon was transported directly, while the catapult and siege cars were equipped with core parts and directly chopped trees on the battlefield.

"Dude, they just left the central city of Airo, a day ago, and in three days they should be able to get here."

The middle-aged man replied respectfully.

Joseph nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and ordered:

"The whole army moved towards the city of Augs, stationed ten kilometers outside the city, collected wood on site, and formed siege weapons after the Wagner family gathered!"

"In seven days, I will officially attack the city! Within ten days, I will hold a celebration dinner in Augs City!"

...

At the same time, in the middle of the Western Territory, a dilapidated town was storming, transporting carriages of all sizes and a total of more than 5,000 people, the Wagner family army was stationed and resting.

In the largest hotel in the town, Viscount Wagner sat in the best room and had just finished lunch.

He wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, and the hotel owner immediately handed over a cup of lemonade to rinse his mouth in a flattering manner:

"Sir, drink water, you drink water."

After glanced at the hotel owner who nodded and bowed, Viscount Wagner did not respond.

He glanced at the guard beside him, and the guard immediately came forward, took the lemonade from the hotel owner's hand, and then respectfully handed it to him.

Viscount Wagner nodded slightly, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his expression.

He took the water and rinsed it gently for a few times, as if he was quite enjoying it.

Then, the hotel owner took out the perfume-sprayed wipes and handed them to the guards with both hands, while asking curiously:

"Sir, are you going to participate in the jihad in the South?"

Viscount Wagner glanced at him without answering.

He took the wipes from his guard and gently wiped his hands.

However, the knight beside him replied to him:

"Of course, it is our responsibility to expel pagans and protect the people as devout eternal believers!"

The knight's expression was proud and proud.

After hearing this, the hotel owner instantly became extremely respectful.

"Sir, I am also a devout believer. I wish you a great success in the war! The True God's Crown will bless you!"

He said flatteringly.

After saying that, he tilted his head again, looked out the window, and his eyes stopped on the long baggage truck on the street, with curious eyes:

"Sir, what are these carriages? I have never seen anyone bringing so many carriages on the expedition..."

Viscount Wagner frowned slightly.

Noting the expression of his viscount, the guard snorted coldly and scolded:

"Don't ask if you shouldn't. This is a military secret, not something you civilians can ask about."

Looking at the solemn appearance of the noble guards, the hotel owner pale and apologized with sweat:

"Sorry... Sorry... Lord Knight, I'm talking too much, I'm talking too much."

After a while of rest, Viscount Wagner and his guard left the hotel.

The troops stationed in the town moved again and headed towards the south.

"Sir, I wish you a good journey!"

In front of the hotel, the boss looked at the direction of the army's departure and waved enthusiastically.

It was not until the shadow of the army could no longer be seen that the smile on his face gradually faded away.

Back in the hotel, the boss lady came over:

"Dear, are those noble pigs gone?"

"Hmph, I'm leaving, but I'm finally leaving!"

The hotel owner sneered.

After saying that, he glanced at his wife again:

“How much did they give?”
To be continued...