Knight Lord: Start with Daily Intelligence.

Chapter 288 The Powerful Swamp Lord and the Outlier among the Morr Knights
After getting up early in the morning, Su Li walked out of the tent, holding his waist. He now truly felt what it meant to go from frugality to luxury, but from luxury to frugality.

Accustomed to the comfortable and soft high-end beds in Bauhinia Manor, he now slept on the hard ground covered with only a thin layer of felt. He felt uncomfortable all over.

Moreover, without the company of a beautiful woman, he could not sleep tightly against her. Without the soft embrace of a soft and fragrant woman, he only felt empty and cold, and his excited blood had nowhere to go.

He already felt a little regretful that he hadn't gone with Little Green Tea to watch the moonlight last night and spend some time with her in the flower fields. At least in the flower fields, if he had been more assertive, he would still have had a chance to take Little Green Tea's soft body.

But once everyone had gathered, he quickly composed himself, and even if he felt frustrated, he wouldn't show it. Little Green Tea would definitely tease him further tonight, and this would be the perfect time for him to take down this elf.

At that time, he will be able to feel for himself whether the body structure of elves is different from that of humans.

After a quick breakfast prepared by the halflings, everyone brought their mounts over and prepared to assemble and set off. Su Li walked up to Fastrik and checked on his beloved mount with concern: "How is your mount? Is it okay? Will it be delayed in flying?"

Fastrick reached out his hand with some heartache and touched the chest of his mount. Although he was a playboy, his little white horse was more important than all the women he had ever experienced combined.

So, he used his thick, long fingers with extra caution as he slowly brushed across the bloodstain on the pony's chest. He replied, "Bishop Fandral has already treated it with herbs. I also used a bottle of Shalya's Hand potion to temporarily heal the wound. As long as there's no intense fighting, just catching up and flying shouldn't be a problem."

"That's good." Su Li waved to everyone: "Let's set off immediately and reach Marley Castle as soon as possible."

Following his order, the guards members jumped onto their mounts, leaped from the edge of the cliff, and soared into the air.

After passing the Tasir Plateau and the Twisted Forest, a few more hours of flight will take you to the Barony of Litanel. This baron's ambitions are even greater than Baron Grant of the Blue Mirror Territory.

This was because his territory was exceptionally vast, with mossy swamps covering vast tracts, making his domain almost as vast as that of an earl. This marshy land was a barren wasteland within the border prince's domain, comparable to the thousand-mile-long Yunmeng Marsh in Hubei before its development. Although surrounded by plains, the area he occupied was a vast, impassable tidal flat.

No one knew how this lord had come to occupy such a badland, but it was clear that this badland, which was difficult for other lords to adapt to, was like a fish in water to him! It provided him with a wealth of resources and wealth, and he formed a unique swamp army.

Thanks to his pioneering work, the reputation of Swamp Lord Litanel spread throughout the Border Princes. Relying on this swampy region, he launched attacks everywhere, controlling numerous resource points and transportation hubs, such as the Green Moss Swamp, the Blackwater Whirlpool, the Dragonbone Shallows, the Dusk Mountains, and the Pale Caverns.

The core of his rule, Mudcrown Castle, was built in the middle of the swamp, connecting all the areas he ruled through pale caves and nearly a hundred hidden plank roads.

Now he is trying to tame the high-level God-chosen red dragon Drake.

If Drake surrendered to him, it would mean that the entire Dusk Mountains would be his as well. With the peaks to the north and the rapids to the south, controlling the key roads, he would surely secure the title of Earl.

By then, he will have taken control of this border province in the northern border prince's territory.

If this border province has three cities, his Green Moss Swamp is undoubtedly the main city, and Blue Mirror Territory and Black Forest Territory are two small cities.

In the eyes of others, the probability of this earl unifying the border provinces is undoubtedly the greatest.

After taking over the entire border province, he will be able to expand further into the northern border princely territory.

If he could conquer the entire Northern Border Princely Territory, he would become a Duke! He could further unify the entire Border Princely Territory and become the Grand Border Prince. With the vast armies of the entire Border Princely Territory, he could gain recognition from the Empire as a secular Elector and secure the most sacred electoral vote.

Of course, it is hard to say whether he has the ability and ambition to do so. Su Li must develop according to this plan and program, otherwise he will never be able to save Phyllis and Avril, as well as the child he has never met.

So he acted extremely quickly. After helping Sylvanas obtain the "Song of the Beast Speaker", he decisively led his guards into the Dusk Mountains.

The Dusk Mountains are named for their frequent volcanic activity, leaving them shrouded in smoke and ash year-round. During eruptions, lava pours down like a golden river, illuminating the entire mountain range, creating a scene of eternal dusk. At the foot of the mountains lie numerous hot springs and sulfur lakes, filling the air with a faint scent of sulfur.

The rocks of the mountains take on deep red and orange hues, a result of the oxidation of iron in the volcanic rocks. Numerous crevices and caves lie within the mountains, hiding ancient magical energies and dangerous creatures.

The red dragon Drake is the ruler of the Dusk Mountains. His lair lies deep within the crater of a massive volcano. It is filled with treasures and the spoils of conquered races. Drake's breath is thick with the scent of fire and sulfur, and his every roar can trigger a small volcanic eruption.

The powerful breath of the red dragon changed the terrain at the foot of the mountain, forming a unique lava plain. Although these areas are barren, they attract many magical creatures that can withstand high temperatures.

On the other hand, there are also rich mineral resources near Drake's lair, such as gold, diamonds and sulfur, but these resources are almost impossible to be mined by ordinary humans because they are heavily guarded by Drake's servants and magic traps.

In the villages near the Dusk Mountains, Drake is revered as a half-god, half-beast, feared and revered, and villagers offer annual tributes to him in exchange for his protection.

But just recently, this powerful dragon was provoked by a human knight and became enraged. Its angry roar enveloped the entire Dusk Mountains like thunder, and even the monsters and villages at the foot of the mountain were trembling in fear at the deafening roar.

As Su Li and his guards flew into the Dusk Mountains, they saw Drake's huge body. As a red dragon, its blood-red figure almost obscured the distant mountains and sky.

It is breathtakingly huge, more than 40 meters from head to tail, almost equivalent to a heavy hill, and its wingspan is more than 50 meters. When its wings are spread, an entire volcano is obscured by it. The huge shadow covers the entire mountain, and the sunlight is completely blocked.

Seeing it, Su Li finally understood why green dragons were called slender and not good at close combat! And why red dragons were described as the most violent and largest dragon among all dragons.

Its ferocious head was as massive as a small fortress, its eyes gleaming crimson like two balls of burning flame. Its wide nostrils exhaled a thick, stench-like scent of sulfur. Its fangs, half a meter long and sharp as knives, were poised to rip apart anything that stood in its way.

It was now furiously attacking the humans on the ground, clad in black plate armor. Its 20-meter-long tail, thicker than the trunk of a sacred wisteria tree, was tipped with a row of sharp barbs. Every swing of its tail could whip up a gust of wind, clearing an area!
As its tail smashed down, a mountain peak over 40 meters high collapsed, and the peak over 20 meters high exploded under the sweep of the dragon's tail, sending a large amount of rocks flying in all directions. Even though Su Li and the guards were over a thousand meters apart, small pieces of rubble still shot past his face.

One halfling was unable to dodge and was hit on the head, causing a large amount of blood to spurt out.

Su Li took a deep breath, turned to Hildurde and asked, "Back then...did Alyria feel such a strong sense of oppression?"

This powerful feeling of oppression is simply suffocating. It is hard to imagine what kind of terrifying combat power can destroy an entire mountain with just a sweep of its tail? Compared to the green dragon, the red dragon is indeed better at hand-to-hand combat, and parts of its body are comparable to rare weapons.

Hildur immediately shook his head and said, "Ailiriya is a green dragon, relatively slender, and more focused on magical abilities. We haven't experienced such a high-intensity battle before the final battle."

Under the red dragon's powerful might, Sylvanas' body trembled a little. She asked, "My Lord, should we still go to the dragon's nest and steal its treasures?"

Su Li decisively waved his hand. "Given Drake's ferocity and violent energy, if we really stole his dragon nest, he would chase us all the way from the Green Moss Swamp to Maleburg, and then from Maleburg back to Hessen Territory."

As a red dragon, it possessed immense energy. To provoke it was to provoke a battle-crazed monster that never tires.

Originally, Su Li was planning to come and take a look. If the Red Dragon was in a bad condition, he would take advantage of the situation to rob it.

But now it seemed the Red Dragon wasn't in poor condition, it was in fantastic shape! Su Li felt that in his current state, he could still fight energetically for days and nights. This made Su Li hesitate about whether to send Hirud to fight the Red Dragon to the death.

Of course, on the ground, Morr's Chosen, Dermest, was equally eager to fight. He rode a black warhorse, shield in his left hand, spear in his right, dodging and evading. Even the red dragon's fury, shattering the ground, failed to kill him. Not even the residual lava and fire breath could restrict his movements.

Seeing Su Li's group of air cavalry flapping their wings and forming an array, appearing in the sky, he took the opportunity to dodge and shouted loudly: "It is just as the great Lord Mor said in the dream. After I persist for three days and three nights, powerful reinforcements and dragon-slayers will descend from the sky with golden light to help me complete the great cause of slaying the dragon!"

"Slay the dragon?"

"Slay the dragon?"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise. Drake, breathing out a breath as hot as sulfur, roared, "Dragon slayer?"

Obviously, he was very wary of what Dermster said. Mor did have the ability to tell his followers what would happen in the future through dreams.

More importantly, such a team of golden flying cavalry, flapping their huge wings and appearing in the sky in an orderly manner, is indeed very oppressive.

As each of them, blades in hand, gazed down like divine generals, they truly possessed the bearing of a powerful being and terrifying murderous intent. It cautiously raised its head, its massive body, over forty meters long, gazing skyward, and asked, "Dragon Torturer, who are you? Why haven't I heard of your name?"

Dragon abuser?
Su Li couldn't help but mutter, such a domineering name, could it be referring to himself?

He would indeed often whip and ravage the dragon, even tying up Alyria, blindfolding her, and brutally conquering and whipping her! He even used all kinds of sexual torture props to ravage her, making her tremble, moan, cry, and beg for mercy.

But these are matters of cultivation that should not be told to outsiders.

Can this live up to such a powerful name? And why is it so widely circulated?

While Su Li was muttering, Hildurd had already finished his prayer, and a brilliant golden light had descended from the sky. The huge beam of light illuminated the entire gloomy battlefield, like a divine punishment from heaven, splitting the dark sky.

Then, this God-chosen knight transformed into a divine general and suddenly descended from the sky. The rare weapon [Alaric Beast Slayer] in his hand suddenly burst into flames, and the blazing sword light was more than 40 meters long. The divine light made it difficult for everyone to open their eyes to look directly.

Powerful reinforcements descending from the sky, shrouded in dazzling golden light? This was exactly what the prophecy had predicted! This made Red Dragon Drake's body tense even more.

At that moment, Hildurd swung his 40-meter-long, shimmering golden sword fiercely. A dazzling golden blade of light, like a divine punishment, slashed towards the nearby mountain. A deafening roar instantly resonated between heaven and earth! The moment the golden sword made contact with the mountain, an unparalleled force erupted. The towering peak shattered, and massive chunks of rock were hurled high into the sky like shattered debris. Countless fragments of rock traced golden trails in the air, and the entire mountain was cut diagonally, emitting a dazzling burst of light.

Half the mountain rumbled down from the neatly cut surface, dust and debris lifted by the blast into the sky, blocking out the sun and forming a massive golden dust storm. Amidst this earth-shattering, trembling might, Hilde remained as tall as a mountain. Her forty-meter-long golden sword shone as brightly as ever, the sacred runes on its blade gleaming with a frightening light.

With this strike, she greatly shocked the Red Dragon's mind, and then she shouted, "The one before you is the supreme master of the mountains and forests of the Black Forest foothills, the slayer of the four God-chosen monsters, the imprisoner of the Emperor Dragon's offspring, the famous general favored by the Goddess of the Fiery Sun, and the master of the Black Forest Territory, Su Li, the Redbud Flower!"

Drake was truly shocked. The captor of the Emperor Dragon's offspring? Truly terrifying! He was actually able to imprison such a giant dragon. Was he really going to slay it today?
He cautiously shrank back, staring at Hildreth, and roared, "Such a small battlefield can't accommodate the number of people you just read out! We have no grudges against each other, and we should stay out of each other's way. Take those people you mentioned and leave."

Demster was stunned for a moment. He knew that the red dragon was always stupid, but he didn't expect it to be so stupid that it actually thought of Su Li's series of names as the names of a group of people.

He acted decisively, forcibly activating his Divine General state and roared, "You foolish dragon! You can't just keep your distance when we humans are so many! Mor has foreseen your death today. Prepare to be led to the realm of the dead by Mor."

Drake roared angrily and took off decisively. "Even if I die, I will return to the embrace of the Dragon God. You humans believe in Morr, and you can't control me! I will live today!"

After saying that, it suddenly spewed out a blazing dragon breath. Dozens of meters of dragon flames covered the battlefield. The burning flames shot up into the sky, covering the sky.

Just when everyone thought a battle was about to break out, Drake's excited voice rang out from behind the black smoke: "Didn't that damn thing you believe in tell you that you'll never be able to catch up with the Red Dragon's speed?"

As it suddenly flapped its dragon wings, its huge body shot out in the air and flew hundreds of meters in an instant. Along with its joyful cry of escaping death, the huge figure disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

As the others stood stunned, surprised that this was completely different from Mor's prediction, Dermster shouted, "Hurry! If this stupid dragon figures out we're bluffing and trying to scare it, and then attacks us again, we'll be in big trouble."

Without any hesitation, Hildreth decisively lifted his God General status, jumped directly onto the griffin, flew to Su Li's side, and said calmly: "Lord, let's go! Let's get out of here first."

The others reacted immediately and looked at the black figure on the horse that was running away below. This guy didn't get any dream or Mor's prophecy at all!

It was entirely because he recognized the flag of the Bauhinia Family and the identity of the War Saint, Hilde, as the Chosen One, and deliberately made up a prophecy to scare the stupid red dragon.

Red dragons generally don't have very good brains. Although Drake is considered to be one of the smarter ones, when he saw that the first half of the prophecy had been fulfilled, especially the golden light and the appearance of powerful reinforcements, he instinctively thought that the second half of the prophecy would eventually become a reality.

But the reality is, given Hilde's meticulous nature, after hearing the prophecy made by Durmster, she made a decisive and wise decision to appear according to the prophecy. Otherwise, how could she have deliberately activated the God General state directly? Once activated, this ability is very difficult to reactivate.

As expected, this scene that seemed like a prophecy coming true scared Drake. Without thinking too much, his stupid brain chose to break through by relying on speed to avoid death.

Otherwise, it would be extremely difficult to defeat such a high-level God-chosen dragon, especially a red dragon known for its combat prowess.

This was clearly a victory of wisdom and tactics, perfectly in line with the characteristics of the Sun Goddess's followers.

But it just doesn't match the legendary knight image of More at all. Dermst, who ran away in a flash, looks a bit funny and unreliable no matter how you look at it, right?

Is every Morr Knight in a state of mental insanity? Su Li couldn't help but think of the Morr Knight in the territory who had engaged in a sacred debate with Sister Dawn. Who in their right mind would consider their bizarre question—is the rebirth of crops in the fields a form of resurrection?
Su Li patted the Death Claw's neck and asked it to follow Demster who was running away.

In just a moment, Dermster, who was almost out of sight, was caught up by the group again.

This guy was startled when he heard the violent sound of flying things breaking through the air from behind him. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was Su Li and his group. However, he still had no intention of stopping. He only stopped after running for more than three hours and the Swan Knights could no longer hold on.

The large man in plate armor lifted his visor, revealing a large bald head. He then dismounted and looked around Deathclaw with envy. He said to Su Li, "Griffins are still superior. They can catch up with me and... Ouch! Stop kicking! Stop kicking! I was wrong! My darling, you are the most majestic and powerful mount in the world. No griffin or dragon can compare to you!"

Su Li and all the knights stared in amazement at the knight who was being chased and kicked by the hind hooves of his warhorse. Even Hildurde couldn't help but widen his eyes and look at the scene in disbelief.

Just then, before Durmster had finished praising the griffin, his jet-black warhorse suddenly neighed angrily. Its glossy mane stood up like steel needles, and its bowl-sized hooves plowed the ground, leaving four white scars. Before anyone could react, the majestic steed suddenly leaped up, its hind hooves carrying a powerful gust of wind, charging straight for its master's shiny bald head.

Amidst Durmster's screams, the warhorse's hind hooves unexpectedly struck the raven-shaped helmet with pinpoint accuracy. This "double-wind piercing" kick sent Durmster stumbling back, leaving two shallow, horseshoe-shaped dents in his gold-rimmed plate armor.

The two-meter-tall man was like a rabbit being chased by hounds, running around in circles. But the warhorse refused to give in, its iron hooves pounding against its master's buttocks. Each kick was accompanied by a trembling sound of metal clashing, like the sound of iron beating an anvil in a blacksmith's shop.

The funniest thing was that whenever Durmster tried to climb onto the horse's back, the spirited mount would suddenly rear up, its front hooves pawing the air like an enraged bull. The poor bald knight, barely touching the saddle, was thrown to the ground, tumbling and scrambling to avoid the barrage of kicks that followed. His shiny forehead was covered in straw, his cape torn to shreds by the horse's hooves, leaving him looking like a scarecrow ravaged by a storm.

"Goddess!" The Swan Knights bit their lips, their faces flushed red. The longsword in Hildur's hand trembled, the sunlight reflected from the blade trembling on the ground. Even the Death Claws retracted their claws, a human smile dancing in their golden eyes.

The entire canyon resounded with the sound of metal clashing, the clatter of horses’ hooves, and the knights’ distorted pleas for mercy: “Gentle! Gently! This is the glorious plate armor passed down from our ancestors!”

When the warhorse finally turned its head proudly, two streams of white steam emanating from its nostrils, Durmster's armor was already covered with dents. With his face covered in horseshoe marks, he smiled flatteringly as he combed his mount's mane, as if he were serving an angry queen.

The horse suddenly raised its tail and slapped its owner in the face, causing the onlookers to lose control of their laughter. The laughter startled countless birds in the forest.

Su Li wiped the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes, his gilded armor jingling with his trembling shoulders. "I now believe that it is indeed much more temperamental than the griffin. Lord Dermster, you have truly shown me a Knight More who is completely different from my impression of him."

Demster wiped the dust from his nose, picked the grass from his beard, and asked, "Sir Suli, what do you think the Mor Knights are like? All of them with stern faces and ashen complexions, like ravens bringing death? Oh, by the gods, you are stereotyping us."

"In fact, we knights of Morr are more hopeful than most knights in the world, just as our most famous crow song, "Hope's Lament", says: We mourn for those warriors,
Whether his talent comes from stealing or hard work.

They are full of hope and pursue their dreams one after another.

Little did he know that he was born in darkness. "

“If we are not optimistic and full of hope, we will be crushed by the darkness and death we encounter every day and night!”

Su Li raised his eyebrows. Perhaps this was the key to his becoming Mor's Chosen One. "So you really didn't receive Mor's prophecy at all?"

"Nonsense! If I had really known how dangerous it was, I wouldn't have bothered with this dragon. This stupid Drake is just like my mount, a stubborn, obstinate donkey!"

What? His mount is a donkey?
Everyone looked at his tall and majestic mount in surprise. They never expected that under the sturdy horse curtain, there was actually a donkey.

Yet, the donkey raised its head, looking smug. Sure enough, in this world, being "stupid" wasn't a derogatory term. Calling the red dragon a fool like it was a compliment, and it didn't even kick Dermster again.

(End of this chapter)