Throne of the North.

Chapter 422: Eight Knights, Long-term Concerns and Internal Troubles

Strong bodies collided on the arena, long swords rubbed out sparks, and armor was covered with scars. This fight was watched closely by the entire Lingdu City, and even several nobles showed up. It brought huge benefits to Ryan.

Every consumption is impulsive, and in what kind of environment will impulsive consumption occur? That is at this moment. Looking at those knights fighting with passion, many people can't help but participate and become a part of this event. In this way, at least in a short period of time, they will be the focus of attention when walking in the streets.

Witnessed by Ryan, the final eight knights emerged. However, at this time, the Northern Brave Guild told everyone that the battle would not continue.

"After three consecutive days of fighting, more than a hundred people have been injured in this arena. They should have been injured on the battlefield, but they fell here instead."

"We cannot guarantee that the last eight powerful knights will survive. If any of them dies in the arena, it will be a loss to Zero Crossing City and the nobles."

Ryan didn't want the nobles to lose a knight they had trained for many years because of such a death. The winner would be happy, but the loser would pay a heavy price.

"The Northland Heroes Guild was originally established to explore the vast Northland. That place covered in ice and snow has countless treasures. Everyone who returns alive is a human hero."

"They shouldn't be the enemy of mankind. The enemy of the hero can only be the evil orcs and the dragons!"

"So, among the last eight knights, who is the most powerful?"

"That is - the knight who can kill the most orcs!"

The bard's roar made the entire Lingdu City boil. The battle between the knights was indeed exciting, but it was limited to this moment and this place.

Now, all the people in all the territories of Beifeng Province, including those in Lingdu City, need to go out of the city for their daily lives.

They were all attacked by orcs.

Their hatred for the orcs made them accept the decision of the Northern Brave Guild, because the bard also mentioned in his next words that the knights could not return to their territory.

"Eight knights will go to the eight directions of Lingdu City. Go to any place and kill orcs alone. Come back here half a month later. The knight who kills all the orcs will get the Northern Warhorse!"

The bard looked at the eight knights.

"You are knights. The moment you became knights, you took an oath. I now ask you to swear once again to your knightly dignity. You will defeat the orcs alone and save humans and the water."

"You will become heroes to many people. The most powerful one will be awarded a warhorse, but the remaining seven knights are still heroes worthy of praise. The Northern Brave Guild will reward you with gold coins based on the number of orcs you have killed."

"What are our rules?!"

The bard turned around and suddenly roared loudly.

"One orc, one gold coin!"

"This is the first rule of the Northern Brave Guild. It overrides all other rules. If a brave man kills an orc, he will get a gold coin!"

No one can be an exception, and no one can fail to follow the rules of the brave.

The bard looked at Ryan and his wife on the platform. Ryan nodded, and the next moment, people from the Northern Brave Guild brought out ten large wooden boxes.

Wow~! !
Golden coins were scattered all over the ground, and tens of thousands of gold coins were piled up in a disorderly manner on the arena that had not yet been cleaned of blood stains. Not only did the people of Lingdu City breathe rapidly, but even the nobles invited by Ryan had red eyes.

Who can resist the temptation of gold coins? Not even dragons.

The bard bent down and grabbed a handful of gold coins. He was also trembling, but as a bard, he was even more passionate about poetry and stories from distant places. This was their belief.

"These gold coins will eventually belong to you. Defeat the evil orcs and come back alive to take the gold coins that belong to you."

Eight bards also came out. They would follow the knights and write the stories of the eight knights with their own eyes and record their experiences.

Following the guidance, the eight knights rode on their war horses and rushed out of Lingdu City. They were extremely excited. This was not only a chance to get their own war horses, but also a chance to make a name for themselves and have the chance to become more powerful knights.

The knights were not peasants, slaves or commoners. They knew very well what opportunities this conflict provided them. They understood.

So they got excited.

"Out of eight people, at least four can come back alive, right?"

Ryan believed in human greed and the fighting power of orcs. These eight knights were not strong, and only two of them were bronze.

"Now, we just have to wait for half a month."

Ryan said with a smile. He had seen that many people in the crowd reacted to what the bard had just said, which was the only rule of the Northern Brave Guild.

Orcs equal gold.

Sure enough, that afternoon, someone rushed out of Lingdu City and came back with a bloody orc's head.

"Even if they weren't orcs killed in the North, can they still be exchanged?"

"In theory, it shouldn't be possible, because there are orc slaves in the human world, but it's different now. The orcs in the Northern Province originally came from the North."

"So - we can change it!"

The bard handed a gold coin to the man in tattered armor and a rotten dagger, and advised:
"If you want to go out hunting again, I hope you can change your equipment. It's not easy to kill orcs with them, right?"

"If you don't treat the wound on your body, it will be infected. I think it will cost at least ten silver coins to treat it. In fact, you only earned less than ten silver coins for one gold coin, because you still need time, and it is difficult for you to work during this time."

The man hesitated. The bard was right. During this hunt, he ambushed a boar man, but the ambush almost killed him.

"But good weapons and equipment are expensive."

"The internal trading market of the Northern Brave Guild can offer a 95% discount to registered adventurers. Of course, the premise of all this is that you still plan to hunt in this way. If you plan to stop, you don't need to do this. Ten silver coins are enough for your family to live a good life for a while, right?"

The man gritted his teeth, ran out, and soon came back with dozens of silver coins.

"I want to buy a good dagger!"

Weapons can be passed down from generation to generation, and the man also discovered during this outing that orcs are not that scary.

The price of a gold coin gave him a taste of the sweetness.

"I don't charge money here. You have to go inside. But don't worry, Master Brock is the chief blacksmith of the Frozen Territory. All weapons and armor must be reviewed by him. The inferior ones have been sent back to the furnace long ago and are not qualified to appear outside at all."

Hearing the bard mention Master Brock, the man felt relieved. Brock has now become a brand. Because of the Chamber of Commerce, everyone in Lingdu City knows that this master has forged a legendary longsword, which can become a national treasure of a kingdom.

There is definitely no fake in the things he has reviewed.

……

Ryan also has his own mansion in Lingdu City. With the end of the fight on the arena, Ryan also invited several nobles who came to Lingdu City to hold a small-scale party.

"Mr. Hatton, you actually let Lian En go."

Ryan smiled and said to Hatton, among the eight knights, one of them was actually Lian.

"That brat!"

Hatton was furious as he spoke, but at the same time he held his head high, very proud.

"If he insists on participating, this kid will become increasingly difficult to manage as he grows up."

"Hahaha, Baron Hatton, so many people envy you for having such a son."

Viscount Miles came over. Any noble who came to Lingdu City could not avoid Viscount Miles who lived in the city.

"Mr. Viscount looks good recently. Is this winter not so scary?"

"Winter is still scary, but I bought a fire fox fleece from the Southern Kingdom from the Imperial Chamber of Commerce, so I don't have to be afraid of winter anymore."

Viscount Christian Miles said so.

Ryan turned his head and saw the red fluff deliberately exposed under the other person's clothes. "This is a good thing. It seems that you have recovered from the compensation to the nobles."

The Miles family had been very poor for a while before, and the most fundamental reason was that old Viscount Miles killed Viscount Dragun.

The Miles family had to pay a huge price to appease the anger of the nobles.

"I didn't lie to you, Christian. The Viscount Miles family will get better and better in your hands."

"Of course, Baron Ryan, I always remember our friendship."

Viscount Miles smiled and said that after eating steamed buns for several years and now starting to eat meat, he finally felt more energetic.

The prosperity of Lingdu City foreshadows the prosperity of the Miles family, and it seems that Lingdu City will continue to prosper, at least for a long time.

The Miles family will rise to a higher position in his time.

"Although I have money, I cannot give up my interests. There are some things that cannot be bought with money."

Ryan said this, his voice was calm, but it made the nobles quiet down.

"You should not give up on the land and the income from the mines. Although there is an endless supply of iron ore in the North Wind Province, His Majesty the Emperor will soon order the requisition of the iron ore in the North Wind Province and purchase the iron ore here at a very low price to rebuild the West Sea Fleet."

“We all suffer losses.”

"Is there such a thing?"

Several nobles looked at Ryan in shock, and Baron Kendra was somewhat unwilling.

"Your Majesty cannot take away our iron ore easily."

"Of course he will pay you, but the problem is that it's just the iron ore. The manpower and material resources required for this will all need to be borne by us."

"Does it take so much iron ore to rebuild the West Sea Fleet?"

"Of course. And I'm afraid it's not just the West Sea Fleet. Our Emperor Elect will definitely take his own share of it."

"The war between the Church and the Empire ended because of the orcs, but that doesn't mean the nobles will forget that war. This is a wake-up call."

"There will be a new round of arms race on the Norris continent, and the value of iron ore will rise again."

"So... we lost more."

Hearing this, several nobles couldn't help but feel a toothache.

"This is too much, Baron Ryan. Perhaps we should reject the emperor's low price offer."

Before Ryan could say anything, Baron Hutton began to shake his head.

His political sense remains as sharp as ever.

"It's impossible. The nobles of the Northern Wind Province are now fighting for land and want their descendants to inherit it. This is very troublesome. It has been more than a month and no noble has succeeded."

"The nobles need to compromise with the emperor. Ultimately, the emperor's order may be needed to allow those bloodlines to truly inherit the land."

"So, this low-price proposal will definitely be passed."

"Damn it! That's the nobles' land, how can they occupy it so easily?"

"Those nobles are dead. Everyone in the family died in the war. They couldn't even send their children to the south."

"Those lands will be occupied by nobles. This is the bottom line. And most importantly, even if they are not occupied by nobles from Beifeng Province, the emperor will use them to trade with those wandering nobles and the descendants of the great nobles in exchange for their support."

"The land cannot be left to waste. If anyone is to blame, the only thing to blame is the nobles themselves. They allowed the entire family to be wiped out in the war."

In fact, this matter cannot be entirely blamed on the nobles themselves.

The nobles of the North Wind Province wanted to send their children to the south for refuge. There was a very important and key factor, which was that they had a certain confidence in the south.

In the past year or two, the nobles of the North Wind Province have been keen on marrying with the nobles of the South in order to extend their own web to the South, and it would be best if they could gain something from it.

That is the way out, and this is a step that many local nobles in the North Wind Province have not taken.

After one or two years, they still haven't completely finished weaving the spider web.

Another important reason is that all the nobles who were wiped out in this war were actually nobles from this land. They did not come to the Borean Province from the south.

The territories of the nobles heading north would never be so close to the orcs. Even Baron Hutton's territory was strictly speaking chosen because it was far enough away from the Xiangshan Plain. This was the worst choice for the nobles heading north after the war ended more than 30 years ago.

The most obvious ones are the nobles such as Yinchuan County and Viscount Hogg. They are not nobles who have been rooted in the land of the North Wind Province for hundreds of years, but they occupy the land that can grow the most food.

This was what war brought, so naturally, those lands that were too close to the North, close to the orcs, were the loser's choice.

They failed thirty years ago, choosing the orcs as the first invasion that would invade their land. This failure continued thirty years later, and they completely lost everything.

"The Northern Wind Province will not decide on the ownership of the land so quickly. It may take several years or even decades to complete the planning of those lands, but we need to be prepared."

"It's not just us. All the nobles in the Northern Wind Province are one of us."

Ryan said as if his true intention was revealed.

"The Emperor's orders are not the most important. Meyers will rule the Northern Wind Province for the next thirty years. They will squeeze every last drop of wealth from us."

"I don't want the war I worked so hard to win and the North Wind Province I protected to be torn apart because of Meyers."

Ryan's eyes were cold and his voice was chilly. Viscount Miles next to him wrapped his clothes tightly. He had obviously bought the best warm clothes, but at this moment he felt particularly cold.

After spending more than half a month on five million gold coins, how could Ryan be immersed in the joy of wealth all the time?

Meyers gave generously, which should not be the case unless they could gain more, more wealth than five million.

Although the help that Meyers provided to the Borean Province in the war with the Silvermoon Court, especially the appearance of the legendary demon hunter Rosalind, was huge, but now that the war is over, Ryan instinctively feels that they have become enemies of Meyers.

When the war started, they were their closest allies, but when the war ended, the pursuit of interests made the two sides enemies.

However, the orcs are still wreaking havoc, and Meyers has not taken any action, so nothing is shown.

If a frog cannot react in time when being boiled in warm water, it will surely die.

Ryan needs to be alert like this.

Among these, the most important is the division of those lands.

If the dust settles in the end and Meyers is not involved, it means that their purpose is far more than that.

That would be even more terrifying.

Ryan did not express this speculation aloud, because just a few words were enough to make the nobles uneasy.

"What would Meyers do?"

When it comes to wealth, Viscount Miles becomes extremely nervous.

"I don't know, let's wait and see."

Ryan finally said that after a short exchange he had determined that these nobles would not stand against him in future major events, and then he laughed.

"Why don't we make a bet first to see if Lian En can get that warhorse, haha."

(End of this chapter)