Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 441 Goodbye, Flina

"Actually, it's not difficult."

Harland's eyes, burning with eerie blue flames, turned to Kalis, his skeletal jaw opening and closing slightly, producing a sickening grinding sound, mixed with a hoarse voice:
“Dear Her Majesty Kalis, we never deliberately hid it. It was just that when everyone’s attention was focused on that legendary lord and the battlefield of the expeditionary force, and with a little bit of concealment magic, the shadow that quietly grew beneath the throne of Gonda was naturally unnoticed.”

"Besides you, who else in the royal palace has been transformed into a death knight and become an undead? Can you tell me?" Pope Kalis of the Holy Light Church gripped her staff, her beautiful eyes looking up at Harland, and asked calmly.

"You'll find out soon, because you'll soon be one of us."

He raised his hand, covered by an iron glove, and waved it lightly.
Behind the throne, countless twisted, decaying figures rushed out from the various passageways of the hall.

Some of them wore soldiers' armor, while others wore court servants' attire. The only thing they had in common was that their empty eye sockets burned with eerie green phosphorescent flames, creating an unsettling stillness.

The aura of death, like a tangible wave, instantly crashed against the living people in the center of the hall.

The candle flames were completely extinguished by the cold wind, and the firelight in the fireplace was reduced to a faint, flickering orange-red, as if it could be swallowed up by the boundless darkness at any moment.

……

The matter of dealing with the frost giants was not delayed for too long, because the lord also wanted to find out as soon as possible whether the strange weather in the wilderness was related to these little bastards.

The long years of heavy snow have ruined the crops in the wilderness, causing the natives to cry out in despair.

Regardless, as the Lord of the Wilderness, Li Wei has to resolve this matter.

After breakfast, Li Wei waved goodbye to the girls who were wiping away tears, and then rode alone on Sersni to the defense line of Laru Town. The barbarians had already gone there, but he was only going because he had the dragon riders and needed to deal with the things that had accumulated in High Cliff Fortress before going there.

As for Sophia, when she learned that the other party was not only a frost giant, but also a thousand of them, she shook her head like a rattle-drum, refusing to go no matter what.

The lord did not insist, because it was obvious that Sersne and she did not get along, and there was a risk of trouble in the harem.

"What, are you scared too?" the lord suddenly asked from atop the dragon's back.

Given his current cultivation level, ordinary people would find it almost impossible to hide their thoughts from him. Although he couldn't see through the Black Dragon Queen's true thoughts, he could still sense a different kind of emotion.

"Me, afraid of a bunch of weak reptiles?" The Black Dragon Queen sneered as soon as she opened her mouth.

"That's great." The lord clapped his hands with a broad smile. "Then you can handle all these crawlers."

"Anyway, you are the great Emerald of Youdu, the powerful Black Dragon Queen. Anyone in front of you is as weak as an insect. You can take them down with a single breath of your dragon."

So the stubborn Serena stopped talking and chose silence as the best policy.

Although frost giants are not as strong as thunder giants, they are still among the giants and are top-tier magical creatures. They are born with the talent to use frost magic, and as they grow older, they will eventually reach the epic realm even without doing anything.

Perhaps a dozen or so wouldn't be a threat to this legendary black dragon, but once the number increases to hundreds or thousands, it becomes a force to be reckoned with.

Sersne is the kind of person who is stubbornest in every way, so the lord always enjoys arguing with her and watching her get frustrated and helpless.

……

Countless snowflakes, like goose feathers, drifted down from the sky toward the boundless hills. The area was a vast expanse of white, desolate and lifeless, with hardly a trace of vitality. Yet, a towering ice wall, hundreds of feet high, stretched between two continuous low mountains.

In front of them lay a desolate snowscape, while behind them, wisps of smoke rose from chimneys, creating a lively and bustling scene, with countless people moving about among the tents.

A black sword, tearing through the sky, pierced through the relentless blizzard, swiftly passing over the pale hills and reaching the towering ice wall.

"Wow, this ice wall isn't bad." The handsome young man was somewhat surprised.

The young man was none other than Li Wei. What took the barbarians several days to travel was only a few ounces or hours for the dragon.

It's safe to assume that this ice wall was hastily constructed by the Frost Giants, but the fact that they were able to build such a thick wall in such a short time is truly astonishing, even to the Lord.

As Li Wei flew over the city wall, a completely different scene unfolded before his eyes beyond the ice wall—the clamor of the living, shut out by the wind and snow.

Countless simple yet sturdy tents, like mushrooms after the rain, clustered densely in the relatively sheltered mountain hollow behind the ice wall.

Above the camp, countless wisps of smoke rose straight up, stubbornly resisting the falling snowflakes. The aroma of food mingled with the smell of burning wood, spreading throughout this frigid land, creating a vibrant scene full of life that contrasted sharply with the desolation outside the walls.

The banner of House Martell, King of the North, with its eagle-handled sword, fluttered in the cold wind.

The lord's arrival naturally caused a stir. Countless northern soldiers craned their necks to look at the sky, like long-necked geese, their eyes filled with fervor. The news that the Knights of Deberon would come to their aid had already spread to everyone's ears, so there was no panic, only excitement and exhilaration.

Sersne gracefully adjusted the angle of her wings, and her massive body descended slowly with heavy wind pressure.

The dragon's wings flapped, creating a violent gust of air that violently ripped up the thick snow and mud from the ground, causing nearby tents to flutter and flags to wave wildly.

She landed precisely in the center of the camp in a large open space that had been specially reserved for the legions.

"My lord, you've finally arrived." Centaur jogged over from the camp.

After discussing with the North where to set up a defensive line to intercept the frost giants, it was assigned to guard the Laru defense line with the Northern soldiers before the Lord returned.

This centaur chieftain is more eager to become stronger than one might imagine. Even when the lord is away, he will go alone into the depths of the wilderness to hunt monsters and hone his skills. Among all the hero units, his leveling speed is on par with that of the Zergling.

However, it should be noted that the Zamanzi went to the Persian Gulf with the lord to participate in the battlefield. The experience gained from each battle was enormous. Therefore, it is even more commendable that the Zamanzi's leveling speed has not fallen behind.

It had been a long time since I'd seen this centaur chieftain. He had become much more robust, but he didn't seem as sharp and aggressive as before. Instead, he had become more peaceful and seemed easier to get along with.

But this behavior doesn't mean the other party has become a sheep; rather, it's like calm water, but once the waves come, it's a storm powerful enough to tear everything apart. "How's the situation now?" Li Wei asked casually.

Sersne has transformed into a human and is now by his side.

"Right now, only we and the soldiers from the North are stationed here. The others from the other provinces haven't arrived yet, but the frost giants should be here by tomorrow," Gus said, picking up on the important points.

Li Wei nodded as he took out a wooden box, even larger than himself, from his system inventory and handed it to Gus: "Here, this is for you."

Gus was flattered and solemnly accepted the box. He then broke the copper lock and opened it. A rare smile appeared on his usually stern face: "My lord, this is the finest treasure for an archer."

A giant bow with a bowstring made of dragon sinew and a bow body made of organ copper lay quietly on the velvet cloth in the box.

Although Gus didn't know the origin of the bow, as a top archer, he could sense its extraordinary nature.

"This bow is called the Zheqin Divine Bow. Legend has it that it was forged in Ironforge by a top dwarven blacksmith for a nobleman of the orcish empire. It can gather wind elemental magic to enhance the power of the bow and arrow, and it can also allow your lightning element to gather without any hindrance." The lord recited the origin and function of the bow and arrow verbatim: "And this nobleman of the orcish empire was a centaur warrior."

Gus was taken aback, then picked up the bow and gently stroked the bow. No wonder it felt as if the bow and arrow were tailor-made for it, giving it a strange sense of familiarity.

It's important to know that most of the natives of the wilderness were originally commoners or nobles of the Orc Empire, and the centaurs, as a powerful race, were naturally military nobles within the Orc Empire.

However, with the disintegration and decline of the Orc Empire, the Centaur race naturally faded into obscurity, their former glory gone. How could they possibly preserve such magical equipment that could almost be passed down as a treasure?

Under the power of time, after countless changes of ownership, it eventually ended up in the collection room of a nobleman in the Persian Gulf Empire. It was only when the lord conquered Fog City and swept up the spoils of war that it saw the light of day again, instead of continuing to gather dust in the dark and gloomy collection room.

These legends are naturally described in the documents next to the collection room. After all, collectibles need to have an impressive provenance to fetch a high price. Whether they are true or false is none of your concern.

This giant bow was three blades high. As soon as Li Wei saw it, he knew that only Gus was qualified to use it, so he brought it back with him.

Gus was about to say something when the lord waved his hand, interrupting him.

He couldn't stand seeing a fine, upright man being so fussy and indecisive.

Just then, the sound of rapid hoofbeats shattered the silence of the snow-covered ground.

A knight clad in a heavy bearskin and wearing a helmet with an eagle mask galloped up and reined in his horse a few dozen paces away from Livy.

The warhorse puffed out thick white smoke as the knight dismounted swiftly, kneeling on one knee. His voice trembled slightly with excitement: "Your Excellency Levi, Duke Frena is currently unavailable due to her busy schedule, so she requests that you come to the main tent for a meeting."

Li Wei nodded.

The central command tent was constructed using several layers of thick animal hides and canvas. When Li Wei lifted the heavy curtain and stepped inside, a wave of heat rushed towards him, carrying with it a fragrant aroma that diluted the other unpleasant smells.

The ground was covered with a red carpet. Fortunately, the lord's cultivation had reached a state of perfection, and he had used a practical divine spell to clean the mud off his shoes beforehand; otherwise, each step would have left a black mark.

There were about ten people inside. Flina sat in the main seat. This duke of the North was now wearing a silver armor with carved eagles and a woman's longsword. She looked heroic and valiant, but her eyebrows were almost furrowed into a copper lock.

Although it had been a long time since we last met, time had not left any marks on her face. Instead, she looked like a ripe peach, becoming even more alluring.

Li Wei even saw some familiar faces among them, including not only the Northern nobles who had traveled south with him, but also a Panta Pandaren who looked like an honest man.

Panda looked up at the Lord of High Cliff Fort, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, and wanted to greet him. But then, as if he had thought of something, he lowered his head and pretended to look at the documents on the table in front of him. In reality, he was also half-illiterate and didn't recognize some of the words.

The lord did not rush to greet the panda warrior.

His feelings for Panda were truly complicated, much like Cao Cao meeting Guan Yu.

The other party has black and white fur, just like the national treasure from his previous life, and also has the same panda eyes. When you love someone because of them, and meet an old friend in a foreign land, the lord will naturally be very fond of them.

However, nothing in this world is perfect. Unfortunately, the other party is a very stubborn and loyal subject, and Frina is also a fairly decent boss. This makes it almost impossible for the lord to poach her from the other side, just as difficult as letting Sophia, that little hussy, challenge Sersne directly.

"Good day, Lady Frena." Li Wei gave an impeccable aristocratic bow.

Frena was not married and had no husband; calling her "Madam" was simply a respectful term for an adult woman.

"Look, our dragon knight has arrived." A slight smile finally appeared on Frena's face, and her red lips murmured softly.

Seeing another stunningly beautiful ice queen beside Li Wei, Freya naturally felt a bit resentful.

Ever since the lord of High Cliff Fortress refused to marry her, she had assumed he was a good man who was faithful to one person.

She really had no choice but to let go when she encountered this kind of person.

But unexpectedly, more and more beautiful women appeared around him afterward.

Drow elf beauties, saintesses, mermaid princesses, Princess Ashir of Debe, Sophia... and now there's another ice queen by my side.

This proves that Livy was no different from other men; he still loved beautiful women.

So now she's starting to doubt herself. Is it because she's not pretty enough, or is there some flaw in her that makes the Lord of High Cliff Fort choose to turn away even when a beautiful woman is offered to him?

“Li Wei, your arrival is a relief to us,” Flina said. “If you hadn’t come, I really don’t know how we could have held off these frost giants with just our numbers.”

“I remember you notified His Majesty Harland a long time ago, didn’t you? He still hasn’t sent reinforcements. Even if he doesn’t send soldiers, shouldn’t he at least send some court mages?” Li Wei didn’t know what his father-in-law was doing. “If these frost giants break through the North and head south, Gonda will be the first to suffer.”

(End of this chapter)