Throne of the North.

Chapter 99 Planning (Subscription Request)

For the traditional trash talk session, Viscount Dragun was there in person, but Viscount Miles could only sit in the carriage now.

"Miles, what? Are you dead?"

"I thought you would die this winter, but I didn't expect you to die now. It seems like you won't be able to see the God's Grace Festival this year!"

Next to the carriage, Rag Miles shouted in place of Viscount Miles:
"Dragon, my father sends his regards to you. He told me to tell you that you will die young like your father. My father lived thirty years longer than your father. I'm not comparing my age with you, a brat."

Dragun's face darkened. The main reason why he was able to inherit the title at such a young age was because his father died early, and Viscount Miles was indeed a figure from his previous era.

"Who the hell are you to talk to me?"

"Even if Miles is old and no longer able to do anything, what about Christian? Is he guarding the Zero Crossing Castle that belongs to me for Viscount Ben?"

Rag looked at Dragun smugly.

"Brother, of course you have to take care of the Miles family's territory. Also, Viscount Dragon, you are a noble, you should respect the orders of the empire. The Miles family is the county governor of Lingdu City appointed by the empire, not you, Dragon."

“Even if you go to the south of the empire, to the prosperous west coast, you can only say that you are Viscount Dragun, not the governor of Lingdu County!”

"Humph!"

Dragun snorted coldly. He really had no say in this regard, but who in the south of the empire knew the situation in the North Wind Province?
What he wants are actual benefits, rights and land.

"I will take the wealth that is mine."

Dragun said finally.

"You will live forever in your fortress."

Raghu's voice was loud and clear.

……

"Kill!"

The armies collided and fought on the muddy ground. Unlike those battlefields where slave soldiers were the main force, most of the soldiers in this battle were trained regular troops. They wore armor and thrust sharp spears into the enemy's bodies. The smell of blood made their blood boil and they rushed towards more enemies frantically.

Knights rode their war horses across the battlefield. In such a war, their power was absolute. Their iron hooves trampled on flesh and blood, and their sharp swords could tear apart the soldiers' not-so-hard leather armor.

"Victory belongs to Dragun!"

Baron Enzo was roaring. He was the only fifth-class noble who personally participated in this war. The strength of the Silver Knights frightened many soldiers, but fear could not stop him from coming.

But in the end, someone stopped Baron Enzo from killing. It was two Silver Knights joining forces. Seeing this, Baron Enzo had no choice but to retreat.

The war lasted for an hour. When the horn sounded, the armies of both sides began to retreat, leaving only the motionless corpses on the battlefield.

It is impossible to decide the outcome of a war involving tens of thousands of people in one go, not to mention that this war also concerns the future of Lingdu County.

"Tomorrow, we need to kill their knights."

In the evening, Castor found Viscount Miles and said with a fierce look in his eyes.

He looked at Viscount Miles, who was lying on the bed and unable to get up, frowning, and then looked at Rag, who was standing next to him.

"My Lord Viscount, what is your condition?"

On the bed, Viscount Miles' weak voice was heard.

"Castor, don't worry, I won't die before this war is over."

"As for wanting to kill the knights around Dragun, it's not a simple matter. What are you going to do?" Listening to Viscount Miles's unclear voice, Castor was already thinking about whether to communicate with Christian next, but he still answered:

"My Lord Viscount, I plan to give our soldiers a rage potion."

Hearing the name of the rage potion, Viscount Miles' breathing became noticeably rapid. He struggled to sit up from the bed and looked at Castor.

"The price of that thing is too high. We simply cannot afford it, unless you bring a priest from the Holy See with you."

There are definitely no priests. The relationship between the Empire and the Holy See means that it is difficult for the power of the Holy See to appear in any corner of the Empire.

"Lord Viscount."

Castor looked at Viscount Miles seriously and said:

"You should know that we must win. The Miles family cannot lose Lingdu County and Lingdu City. Both my father and your family must see this war end by us."

Viscount Miles fell silent. He had too much on his shoulders. Indeed, this war, which concerned the ownership of Lingdu County, must not fail.

Otherwise, they will lose everything.

"The Fury Potion can only double the knight's strength for half an hour. Once the time is up, he will be left with irreversible injuries. We must end the war within half an hour."

"We can't give the other side any chance of finding out. Besides, I only have one request."

Viscount Miles looked at Castor.

"Dragun must die, and Ellis Dragun must die too."

Ellis Dragun is the eldest son of Viscount Dragun and the future heir to the Viscountship.

"You know, the assassins we sent out are already preparing to carry out the assassination. The chances of Ellis surviving are slim."

"No, he must die!"

Viscount Miles stared at Castor, who fell silent and then nodded.

"I'll send someone to notify the assassin immediately, but Lord Viscount, we can assassinate Ellis, but it is impossible to kill Dragun. Even if our soldiers catch him, we can't kill him. He is a noble, a viscount."

"Nobles cannot die in a war like this."

Castor looked at Viscount Miles in front of him very seriously. He felt that the Viscount was a little too crazy. No Viscount noble had died in the empire for many years.

"It is true that nobles cannot die in a war like this, but that is you."

Viscount Miles's cloudy eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"I am about to die. Before I die, Dragun must not be allowed to live. Otherwise, even if they lose this war, Earl Weiss will not be able to get the full support of Lingdu County."

"You can't kill him, but I can."

"Who can bother with a dead man like me? For the sake of the Miles family and the Earl's plan, I will kill Dragun even if I am despised."

Viscount Miles looked at Castor with murderous intent in his eyes.

After a long time, Castor sighed.

"Since you have decided, let's do it."

(End of this chapter)