After two days of bumpy ride, Julian finally returned to the Kenpon Valley Territory.

His fief is in the northeast corner of the Kenpon Valley, and is a village located at the foot of the mountain called Stenden Village.

"Casbert, I think we can make a day in my territory and then go to Tonysburg to bring Simon's reply to Lord Lange." Julian looked at the familiar shape of the ridge in the distance, and knew that he had now returned to his territory.

"Of course it's okay, my sir, that's great." Casbet rubbed his dark circles and looked a little tired. Last night, he opened his eyes wide by the campfire and waited for half a night in order to have a good sleep for his companions who were camping in the forest.

This time, Julian walked at the front of the team. He led his men on the muddy main road like a proud king, patrolling the shrubs and trees on both sides of the road with a sense of accomplishment.

This forest belongs to him, and all the properties in the forest, including every grass and every tree, belong to him.

On the first day he became a lord, he and his leaders announced a statute - apart from the hunters who worked for him and the woodcutter who worked for him, he prohibited anyone from entering the forest.

The locals complained about this, but when faced with the armed soldiers who came with the new lord, they had to silently hide their dissatisfaction in their hearts.

There were eighty villagers in the entire village of Stenden, who could provide twenty-one recruits for the lord during the war. Like other places, these recruits were just a group of farmers who had never received any training with pitchforks.

There are no taverns, no mills and bakeries in this village, only cultivated fields, half-floor cottages of villagers, and a stone church that is too small to be smaller.

When the Duke of Cologne enthroned the baron to Lange, he said that this was a rich territory. The Duke was right. Compared with several nearby territories, at least the hierarchies could fill their stomachs. Some people could even do some small business, which could indeed be called rich.

But compared with Simon's territory, this place is really a desolate and barren land.

Julian thought about it and suddenly found that in the woods on the left side of the road, behind a dense shrub, a stranger who hid his entire face under a gray hood was peeping at them from a distance.

After realizing that he had been discovered, the man turned around and disappeared from Julian's vision.

"Who is that? Damn!" Julian had a bad premonition that his hunter and woodcutter would not dress himself up like an outlaw.

Sure enough, when Julian, who was anxious and anxious, returned to his village quickly, he found that the villagers who gathered one after another looked obviously worse than his when he left, it seemed that they had been suffering from hunger for a while.

"My lord, you're finally back," the village chief was a wrinkled elder, his hands on crutches and his faint voice trembled, "While you left, a group of robbers armed to their teeth looted us. They claimed to be raising food for the school officer Hellard..."

"You cowards," Casbet interrupted the village chief rudely, "Will you not take up your weapons and drive them away?"

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The village chief was silent, and the leaders looked at Casbet with angry eyes. Everyone knew what it meant to take up weapons to resist. If they really did, what Julian saw now was a deserted village with blood flowing in rivers, full of corpses gnawed by crows.

Julian's heart was filled with anger. These damn robbers and their leader Hellard were some of the remaining private soldiers in the former Earl of Loon's army. These people were not serious. After losing the protection of the nobles, they began to rob passers-by, kill people and rob, and even rob the entire village.

They have excellent equipment, and most of them are veterans equipped with iron helmets and leather armor. This is the capital they have repeatedly harmed one side but were able to escape.

You should know that in most knight leaders and fiefs, except for the lord, his servants and several subordinates who were well equipped, the rest were weak farmers, and they could not resist such invasion.

Every time they succeed, they would retreat directly into the forest. When the baron led his troops to clear them, even if they searched through every inch of soil in the territory, they could not find any trace of them.

Before Julian set out for Simon's territory, he only heard that a group of fierce robbers had hurt Baron Higgburg in the next territory. Unexpectedly, so soon, the person who suffered was himself.

However, Julian was a calm man and he quickly calmed down his anger.

As the person that Count Lange trusted the most, he has been secretly serving as Lange's spy chief. He thought, since this group of elite robbers have been doing things in this area, as a sharp sword, what reason can they not become a double-edged sword?

Perhaps, he could send someone to contact the school official Hellard and let him and his elite robbers ambush him on the way Simon came to attend the wedding banquet.

If they really succeed, their top ranks will definitely be promoted to baron by Earl Lange, who was given to Simon's territory.

At the same time, no one would accuse Count Lange of allegedly murdering his brother, because at least on the surface, Hellard attacked Lange and his vassals' territories, whose relationship was enemies, and Simon's experience was more like an accident, in a reasonable manner.

Julian's gloomy face raised a sneer. He looked around and found his men and villagers watching him, waiting for him to make an idea.

"This group of damn scumbags dared to attack Stenden Village. He did not take the authority of me and my monarch seriously at all," Julian spoke, and raised his voice so that everyone could hear it clearly. "Now, he is not only my enemy, but also my monarch Lord Lange. I swear, I will chase them, even to the ends of the earth. We will never stop!"

The villagers burst into warm cheers. Although Julian, the lord, was a selfish and domineering person, at least he promised to seek justice for the villagers.

Unfortunately, what they didn't know was that this was just a superficial trick. Not only did Julian not chase and kill the robbers, but would also cooperate with them. What a ridiculous thing.

In Julian's opinion, all this was just a stepping stone for him to climb to the Baron's throne, and even if some villagers were killed, he would not care much.

After sending away the satisfied villagers, Julian asked his subordinates to strengthen the defense of the village, and then took his attendant Casbet on a horse to go to the lord's villa on the mountain.

"Casbet, I need you to contact Hellard, no matter what method is used." Julian said expressionlessly.
Chapter completed!