Pioneer Lord: A Leisurely Imperial Life

Chapter 326 Unrest in the Eastern Territory (Seeking votes at the end of the month)

Autumn July 1th.

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Four days later.

The news of Huang Shiling spread.

For ordinary people, it is not uncommon for two territories in the Eastern Territory to wage war over water resources.

Strangely enough, the Lord of Red Sand killed the Lord of Yellowstone!

Moreover, during negotiations, Baron Yellowstone actually sent someone to ambush them, only to be chopped into mincemeat instead.

This is different.

Aren't nobles supposed to be high above others and have the privilege of being exempt from death?

If you lose the war, can you just pay a ransom and go home safe and sound to continue being a lord?

Now he's been hacked to death in front of his own city gate?

How fresh!

Huangshi Territory is home to many adventurers, and they brought this story back to the tavern. After a few drinks, they started bragging about it.

And then the story began to change.

Some say it was an epic war involving thousands of people, with arrows blotting out the sky and magic turning night into day.

Some say that the army of Chisha Territory surged in like a tide, but was stopped by the hundreds-of-meters-high city walls of Huangshi Territory.

The war lasted for months, and the corpses piled up higher than the city walls, even blocking the Nansha River and forming a new dam.

You do not believe?

Hi!

That's what I saw with my own eyes. How dare you question me? Then let's have a go!

After the tavern was in chaos several times, no one questioned it anymore. Actually, whether you believe it or not is not important; what matters is that the story is exciting!

An adventurer's sense of smell is sharper than a bald person's.

With the death of the lord of Huangshi Territory, order collapsed, and it is estimated that no new lord will take over in the short term.

Without a lord, there are no rules; without rules, it means whoever has the biggest fist calls the shots. Adventurers can't stay in a place like this.

What they need is a garrison with a lord to keep order and rules to follow. The wilderness is dangerous enough. If the garrison is also chaotic, then why should I stay?

Do you really think I enjoy the life of risking my life?

Thus, Chisha Territory became their most natural choice.

The new lord has just won a war and dared to kill even nobles. His strength and skill are evident. This kind of territory offers a much stronger sense of security than other places.

Within two days, more than a dozen groups of people arrived outside Red Sand Fortress, including lone hunters, small teams of three to five, and several merchants carrying large and small bags.

Some of them were just passing through to resupply, while others simply rented houses here and started to stay permanently.

When people come, business comes.

When business comes, the territory comes alive.

The people of Red Sand Territory were happiest when Baron Yellowstone died.

They had their water cut off by Huangshi for three years, and more than two hundred people died of thirst. Now the new lord has not only taken back the water, but also chopped the bully who cut off the water into mincemeat.

happy!

The breath I'd been holding in for three years was finally released.

The moment the news reached them, more than a dozen young men rushed to the gates of Red Sand Castle, clamoring to enlist and serve their lord.

Anthony led them to the training ground, gave each of them a wooden sword, and told them to practice under the scorching sun for a few days.

Those who could endure hardship stayed, and those who couldn't were fired. In the end, ten were kept, and the rest disappeared the next day.

Anthony incorporated them into the reserves, issued them standard leather armor and iron swords, and had them patrol with the city's garrison.

The moment these young men put on their military uniforms, their backs straightened considerably, they walked with a confident stride, and their chins were held high.

However, things are not so simple within aristocratic circles.

In the incident where the heir of the Skyhawk was killed, more than a dozen nobles or family heirs were involved, some dying and others being injured. The nobles of the Eastern Territory have always remembered this debt.

Previously, they wanted to follow the example of the North and launch a purge of the Papacy's forces in the East, but Starry Sky stopped them.

The royal family's reason was "lack of conclusive evidence," advising them not to act rashly.

Now the evidence is here!

The Papacy is buying land and even has the audacity to collude with the elves to secretly cultivate ancient war trees in the Eastern Territory. What are they planning to do?

If you can still tolerate this, then cut off your balls and go to a tavern to sing your way to the top!

Even the stars can't stop it!

I, the Grand Duke of Skyhawk, said this!

After receiving the detailed report from Viscount Red Rock and Richard, the Grand Duke of Skyhawk immediately issued a notice.

Summon all lords across the realm and prepare to slaughter the forces of light and all elves!

The atmosphere in the entire Eastern Territory was like a large pot on a fire, the water boiling and the lid hissing.

The situation was even worse than Richard had anticipated; they were going to take action without even investigating.

In addition, Kevin, who was holed up in the capital, sent an urgent message.

Princes Ares, Athena, and Eros, along with their respective guards, set out for the eastern border, their intentions unclear.

Three Saint-level experts!

Richard responded that the more high-ranking officials from the Empire who came, the better, as that would make the Eastern Territory truly safer.

However, to be fair, this matter involves the Elven race, which will indeed give Xingchen a headache. Although the Golden Forest cannot be considered an ally, they can be described as having a friendly relationship.

If the Eastern Territory were to disregard tribal origins and actually hunt down all visiting elves active within its borders, things would get really messy.

Not only have we fallen out with the Golden Forest, but what about the Wolves of the North?

Therefore, Richard estimated that even if there were any major events in the Eastern Territory, they would most likely not affect the entire Elven race.

Because the North needs to be stabilized, the plan for a war that could destroy the entire nation still needs Frostfollicle and Wolf to do the preliminary preparations.

Earl of the Vast Sea also replied.

The letter was written with an overly enthusiastic tone, starting with a lavish praise of Richard.

He said he possesses both strength and wisdom, is the next shining star, and truly deserves to be the friend I've chosen, blah blah blah.

Then he thanked him for the intelligence he provided, saying that the information was invaluable and of great significance to the investigation of the Holy War Alliance.

Finally, and this is the important part.

Along with the letter came several cartloads of gifts, two bottles of Venus wine, and over twenty pieces of rare magical jewelry and mineral ornaments.

Decorations.

There are brooches made of brown eyestone, candlesticks inlaid with fire sand, and wine glasses carved from a single piece of flame crystal.

Each piece is exquisitely crafted and would be enough to make the host family shine for an entire night at a noble banquet in the North.

There is also a long sword.

There is a line of small characters engraved on the spine of the sword near the hilt.

—Theodore Hanhai.

This is the name of Earl Hanhai, and this sword is the one he wore when he became the heir.

This longsword is quite ordinary, but its significance far outweighs the combined value of all those cartloads of gifts.

Displaying this sword in public is tantamount to telling everyone that Richard's relationship with the Han Hai family is extraordinary.

Richard could understand why he was happy.

Because when he had the Imperial Guards report to the Grand Duke of Tianying, he specifically stated that the source of the intelligence was Earl of Hanhai.

"When Earl of Hanhai was investigating the anomalies within the Demon Spirit Empire, he discovered that the death of the Sky Eagle heir was the work of the Holy War Alliance. He also learned that this organization was making unusual moves in the Eastern Territory. So he notified Viscount Qifeng, who then followed the clues to Huangshi Territory."

The benefits of this rhetoric are obvious.

The Grand Duke of Aquila needed an outlet for his rage, and the Papacy was the first, followed by the Holy War Alliance.

Those who provide crucial intelligence will naturally become objects of gratitude for the Grand Duke of Skyhawk.

Although Earl Hanhai is a noble of the Demon Spirits, this matter involves the safety of the Eastern Realm of Starry Sky, so the Starry Sky Royal Family has no choice but to send a formal letter of thanks to the Demon Spirits Royal Family.

Richard himself, on the other hand, successfully extricated himself from the eye of the storm.

He needed neither the gratitude of the Grand Duke of Skyhawk nor the reward from the royal family.

All he wanted was to peacefully repair the Red Sand Trade Route, deliver the goods to the Vast Ocean Territory, and earn back the gold coins he earned from Qifeng.

As for how many people the Grand Duke of Skyhawk wants to kill and how much land he wants to plow, that's their business.