I'm not a lord

Chapter 1 I'm Not a Bandit

The cold weather in the north remained severe in early March, and the dense pine forests on both sides of the road were still covered with snow.

The newly appointed Baron Roman led a team of ten people, trudging along the frozen dirt road in the biting cold wind.

"This damn long winter!"

Roman sat astride his horse, looking at the unchanging white snow-capped landscape on both sides of the road and cursing angrily.

He was the second son of the Hanfeng family and the second in line to the earldom.

As long as his damned brother died, he could legitimately inherit the family territory and become a respected earl.

But just as he was plotting and preparing, his distant cousin suddenly encountered a hunting accident and died without an heir.

So the current Earl of Frostwind, who was also his father, kicked him directly to the northernmost part of the Northern Kingdom to inherit this barony that had lost its owner.

Now it is only half a day's journey to the territory.

The thought of having to watch giant bears baring their fangs in the north of the border for the rest of his life made Roman feel more depressed and irritable.

The two knights who were accompanying him didn't know how to comfort the Baron, so they could only sigh along with him.

Little did they know that in the dense snow-white forest in front of their left, a fine steel crossbow and a pair of hawk-like sharp eyes were already staring at them.

Lynn was a horse bandit.

He is also a wanted bandit leader.

He was sent to another world by a truck. When he opened his eyes, he was faced with a gambling father, a sickly mother, a young sister, and a broken home.

Some people are born in Rome, while others are born as mules and horses.

Lin En's father was a low-level mercenary, and his father's father was also a low-level mercenary. They all made a living by selling heads and working hard.

In the Middle Ages, when people attached great importance to their background, even if Lin En tried his best, he might find it difficult to escape the fate of a mule or horse in his lifetime.

He didn't want to follow in his father's footsteps and continue to be a mercenary, nor did he want to leave his fate in the hands of others.

Lynn had insights that were ahead of his time.

More importantly, he has a cheat.

Therefore, he chose to become a bandit, specifically robbing wealthy nobles, monasteries and merchants.

Never rob the poor.

After two years, his team grew bigger and bigger and became more and more famous.

Not only was he put on the wanted list, but he was also repeatedly besieged by nobles from all over the country.

As business growth was approaching a bottleneck, in order to break the old trade barriers and open up new markets, Lynn decisively fled to the least developed Duchy of the Swamp in the Northern Kingdom.

This place is located at the northernmost tip of the Northern Kingdom. Not only is it covered with swamps, but it also has a cold climate and a sparsely populated area.

Just as he got familiar with the routes in the north, he received good news.

The second son of the Hanfeng family is going north to take over a barony, and he is accompanied by only a few guards, about ten people.

What else can you say?
Just do it and it’s done!
Lin En was not afraid of any trick. In his eyes, the new baron was almost naked.

【Roman·Cold Wind★】

[Commander E] [Strength: E+] [Constitution: E+] [Intelligence: E] [Internal Affairs: E-] [Charm: E-]

[Loyalty: 0 (Cannot be taken as a follower)]

[Feature: Cowardly - All attributes reduced on the battlefield]

Such a useless thing is worthy of being a baron?

In his previous life, Lin En played a game called "Lord".

The game content is complex, involving a variety of gameplay such as follower development, territory management, diplomatic wars, and family inheritance.

When he is transported by truck to a medieval-like alternate world, the game is reincarnated along with him.

Through the game's follower development system, Lynn can freely view anyone's attribute values, characteristics, and loyalty to him.

Since he has no territory, most of the game's functions are not yet available to him.

But just casually viewing the attributes and loyalty function can help Lynn become a horse bandit who roams the north.

At this time, he quickly glanced at the two knights beside Baron Laku, but only saw two bare dark blue panels.

This means that these two knights don’t even have a single star, and are objects that the panel doesn’t even bother to read.

As for the remaining seven mounted attendants, there is no need to mention them. They are naturally just minions who make up the numbers.

Lynn held his breath patiently, gripped the crossbow tightly in his hand, and waited quietly for the prey to fall into the trap that had been set long ago.

Baron Roman continued to ride on his horse and complain, completely unaware that he was being targeted.

"Damn old thing, it's fine if you just kicked me out of the house, but you're so stingy that you didn't even give me a single gold coin!"

"What are you talking about? You are a lord now, you should use your territory to support yourself."

"Doesn't that old man know that traveling also costs money?"

"If we had money to rent a hotel, we wouldn't have to brave this damn snow."

puff!
A cold light flashed, and with a whistling sound, it pierced straight into Roman's chest, completely interrupting his chatter.

"Enemy attack, prepare."

The two knights beside Roman were somewhat experienced. When blood splattered, their right hands had already touched the hilt of the sword.

But they never expected that someone would ambush and attack them on this secluded path!
Even more deadly, their mail armor was placed in the wagons at the back of the team! Who would wear armor while traveling in the middle of winter?
Before the two knights could finish their shouts, a dozen horse bandits took off their white camouflage, put on chain mail, wore steel helmets, and rushed out from the dense woods on both sides of the road with long swords in their hands.

"kill!"

Lin En put down the crossbow, took off his disguise, drew the long sword at his waist and rushed into the battle.

With one side planning ahead and the other unplanned, and one side with armor against another without, the battle was naturally one-sided and unremarkable.

In a short while, no one in the team of ten was left standing.

"Brother, I've searched everywhere. I found five suits of mail armor, ten swords, twelve horses, two chariots, and very little money. But there's still one person alive. Do you want to kill him?"

Lin En stood beside the carriage, listening to the second brother's report on his gains, and felt that robbing the nobles was the fastest way to make money.

A set of well-made and undamaged mail armor can be easily sold for ten gold coins or more in the North. A longsword is slightly inferior, but it can be sold for at least three or four gold coins.

Compared to these metal products, horses are much more valuable. A high-quality warhorse that can carry a knight in charge costs at least fifty or sixty gold coins.

As for the only survivor, it was Roman who fell first.

"Everything is yours, and I'll pay a large ransom. I only ask that you spare my life, please!"

The crossbow bolt missed slightly and only pierced the lower part of his left shoulder blade.

After being shot by an arrow, he fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, not daring to make a sound until he was dragged out from under the bodies of the two knights by the horse bandits.

After a brief interrogation, he confessed everything like beans spilling out of a bamboo tube.

He even confessed his secret affair with a fourteen-year-old maid.

Now he has become a cowardly lizard who can only beg for mercy, without any noble manners.

Should we say that it is worthy of the inherent [cowardly] characteristic?

After all, he has one-star attributes, but when faced with an attack, he doesn't even have the courage to draw his sword.

This insect turned out to be the Earl's biological son?

Isn’t a piece of raw barbecued pork better than this?
No wonder I was kicked here like garbage in the north of the northern border.

"Ransom? According to you, your father has abandoned you. How can you pay the ransom?"

The second horse bandit, who was tall and thin, was standing next to Lin En, playing with a sharp dagger in his hand. His narrow eyes behind the mask were slightly narrowed, as if a cold light was flashing.

There is naturally a hierarchy among Lin En's gang of horse bandits. He is the boss, and there are five brothers below him.

The second brother is tough, bloodthirsty and murderous by nature. He is the kind of person who will stab others if he disagrees with them.

It just complements the taciturn and introverted Lin En.

Roman was so frightened by the cold light reflected from the dagger that he completely forgot about the wound that was still bleeding and begged for mercy desperately:

"Rich, rich! I'm going to be a baron, and I'll have money when I'm in office! I'll have money when I'm in office!"

"for how long?"

"One year."

"We have to wait for you for a whole year?"

"Half a half year! If we're lucky, even a month will do!"

The second brother didn't comment on Roman's answer, but just put away the dagger and took a step back.

"All your people have been killed. How are you going to explain?" It was Lin En's turn to appear.

As the eldest brother, he naturally looked at the problem differently from his younger brothers, and he directly asked how to deal with the aftermath.

"They are all my private soldiers. No one in the territory has seen them, and no one will pursue them!" Although Roman wanted revenge, he was more of a grandson than his grandson at the moment. He just wanted to save his life.

"Oh?" Lynn took off his metal visor.

"Don't pick it off, don't pick it off! I know the rules. I can't survive if I see your face!" Roman quickly lowered his head and covered his eyes. "Let me go, I'll take the title of Baron and give you all the money I earn!"

"Looked up."

"No no no no!"

"What? Don't you want to see clearly who killed you?" Lin En drew the sword from his waist again.

"Huh?" Roman's mind was confused for a moment, but when he opened his eyes and saw the gleaming sword, he suddenly regained consciousness and said in fear:
"All my property already belongs to you, and I've even promised to pay you all the wealth in my territory as tribute. Killing me won't do you any good!"

Lin En just shook his head slightly: "Stupid, if I kill you, I will become a baron and all the money will be mine."

Hearing this, not only Roman was stunned, but also the other bandits around the carriage were stunned.

"How could you, a bandit?"

Before Roman could finish his words, Lynn asked, "Why, I can't be a baron?"

"No, I'm not."

Roman was already incoherent, he had thought of all the possibilities.

But he never imagined that this ruthless bandit leader would want to impersonate a baron.

Can a horse bandit be the baron?
"Can you see it clearly?" Lin En didn't want to explain too much to the dying man, and his sword was already unsheathed.

"I"

Roman was about to argue when the sword flashed and a frightened head flew high into the air.

Until his death, what he hated most was not the bandits who killed him, but his father the earl who did not give him money.

(End of this chapter)