Throne of the North.

Chapter 24 Viscount Miles

"The Black Goat Man is cruel and evil."

"But at the same time, they are a symbol of wisdom to many brainless orc tribes. Goats symbolize wisdom, and black goats are indeed not short of it."

"It's troublesome."

"The Empire is not afraid of the orcs moving south in large numbers. Every year, the orcs in the north will invade the warm south because of the cold winter. The Empire is the first line of defense for mankind."

"But if the orcs invade intelligently, the nobles of the empire will also suffer heavy losses."

"I don't know if the Northern Wind Province can be stopped."

"This should be the first time that a group of black goat people have appeared in the Northern Wind Province."

In the darkness, Ryan could already imagine the fear on the faces of the nobles in the North Wind Province when they heard the news of the appearance of the Black Goat Man.

"Brand, get ready. We are heading to Lingdu City tomorrow."

After Ryan finished speaking, he went straight back to the Baron Castle.

The next morning, when Ryan got up, Brand had already started training new knight squires.

That's right, because of the appearance of the black goat man, Ryan felt a sense of urgency in his heart. Although there was not enough food, he still chose to bless fifty people again, bringing the army of the Frozen Land Lord to about ninety people.

If there are more, it will be difficult to sustain the food supply.

"I will bring back some blacksmiths this time. There is no point in leaving those thousands of kilograms of fine iron lying around. If we make them into armor and knight swords, Brand and his men's combat effectiveness will increase tenfold."

"We also need to purchase some food. The population in the territory is increasing, and we need to at least survive this winter."

"The Frozen Territory Lord left you the new fifty soldiers. If you really encounter a massive attack and plunder by orcs, abandon everything outside and defend Rhino Horn Mountain. If you can't even defend this place, then find a way to escape."

Beard meticulously arranged Ryan's dress etiquette for a baron. Listening to Ryan's voice, the old man couldn't help but shed tears.

"Master Ryan, don't worry. I will defend your territory even if I die."

"If we really can't hold on, I will die together with the orcs. Send someone to send the Viscountess to the North Wind Province."

"what?"

Ryan looked at Beard, wondering what medicine the old guy had taken.

"I'll leave this place to you. In the entire territory, you're the only one I can trust."

Ryan walked out of the Baron's Castle and took a look at this world of ice and snow. With the carnival that came to an abrupt end yesterday, the people in the territory once again entered into a passionate development. They wanted to become the next Bain.

As for Ryan, he took the bighorn deer and ten ox carts and headed for the North Wind Province again.

Thirty soldiers, Brand, and twenty or so slaves went into battle lightly equipped.

As he traveled through mountains and forests, thinking about the news of the orcs heading south, Ryan couldn't help but think about it.

"Perhaps it is a good thing not to build the road for the time being. This way, even if orcs appear in the frozen land, they will only appear in a small scale."

Thinking about his own frozen land territory, it is relatively easy to defend but difficult to attack. The large bowl-like surroundings are natural insurance. If all else fails, there is also a Rhino Horn Mountain, which can be regarded as a place where one man can hold his own. If Brand is stronger and builds a low wall on the hillside of Rhino Horn Mountain, those orcs will not seem so scary.

Moreover, for so many years, the orcs have attacked the warm south every year, and there is no sign of the empire declining. Perhaps his worries are unnecessary.

After spending a day passing through the mountains and forests and arriving at the frozen swamp, the road gradually became flat and the team's speed increased a lot.

Passing by Baron Hatton's territory, Ryan greeted the baron, and then couldn't help wondering what choice the baron would make after the orcs went south. He didn't tell Hatton about the Black Goat Man, their relationship was not that good, and Ryan was planning to sell it for a good price.

"Lian, my friend, is that bearskin rug really not negotiable?"

Hutton couldn't help but ask again. He took a fancy to the bearskin blanket in Ryan's hand. The bearskin had no cracks at all and no variegated colors. Even if it was placed in the empire, it would be sold at a shocking price.

Hatton wanted to get in on the act because having such a rare collection would give him face in the baron's circle.

Recently, Hutton has come to his senses and started to mingle with the aristocratic circles, which is why he is so eager.

"Mr. Hatton, I plan to go to Lingdu City to sell it to those chambers of commerce. What price can you afford?"

After hearing Ryan's words, Hutton became discouraged. He knew that he could not pay more than the Chamber of Commerce.

"Next time you have something good, you must sell it to me first."

"Definitely next time."

The team continued to head towards Lingdu City. At sunset on the second day, Ryan saw the only city in Lingdu County. The walls, which were two or three stories high, allowed the city to remain safe and sound from many attacks by orcs.

As for the exquisite collections in the convoy, they are of course the property of Viscount Wittman. The value of the things from other dimensions plus the collection of a viscount is definitely very high.

Now that the news of the orcs heading south has not been exposed, no one has any reason to lower his price.

Of course, when Ryan arrived in Lingdu City, the first thing he had to do was not to be a businessman, but to visit Viscount Miles.

This is the rule among nobles, and by visiting this viscount, the value of one's goods can be increased to a higher level.

However, Ryan did not expect that Viscount Miles would be more arrogant than he expected.

At noon the next day, Ryan finally waited for Viscount Miles's butler to arrive in a manor that he had borrowed from a baron in the city. He told him that the Viscount would meet him, the Frozen Baron, at noon.

"Give my regards to Lord Barnes."

Ryan handed a valuable quill pen and its box to the steward of the manor and continued.

"I will definitely convey Baron Ryan's wishes to my master."

There are only tens of thousands of people in Lingdu City, and Viscount Miles's own territory and mansion occupies nearly one-fifth of the population.

The remaining nine-tenths were where many noble properties and chambers of commerce were located. In other words, those tens of thousands of people actually just lived on the land that was like this city.

After passing through a tall iron manor gate, walking along a stone road of more than 100 meters, entering the ancient and historic portal, and going around and around through three or five small doors, Ryan finally met the white-haired Viscount Miles and the seven heirs of the Miles family in front of a huge dining table.

"Are you Ryan Clayton?"

The elderly Viscount Miles asked, looking at Ryan's young face.

Ryan's warm smile made the women present feel good about him. He slowly performed a standard aristocratic etiquette, then lowered his fist that was clenched on his chest.

"Ryan has met Viscount Miles. I have heard before that the Miles family is descended from the ancient Falcon Warrior. After seeing it today, I finally understand that the Miles family is indeed an ancient noble family that existed three hundred years ago."

"Hahahaha, the Clayton family is also not to be underestimated. They are the descendants of the dragon slayer. Come, Ryan, sit next to me."

It was obvious that the friendly flattery between nobles when they met each other really pleased Viscount Miles.

(End of this chapter)