The Knight of Light plants the sun in the eternal night.

"A four-ton meteorite!"

Leo's good news was the four-ton meteorite, and as expected, the Baron's breathing quickened after he said it.

"Leo, is this true?"

"Of course," Leo said. "I also chipped off five hundred catties of meteorite iron, intending to have your craftsmen, Father, forge two sets of Darklight equipment for my knight squad. As for the remaining seven thousand five hundred catties, Father, you can decide what to do with them."

"Five hundred pounds? You pried five hundred pounds off?" The baron felt a pain akin to cutting off his own flesh. "Where did you get the knights who needed armor?!"

"It will happen, Father."

"Alright, alright, you're the one who found the meteorite." The baron gritted his teeth and agreed to Leo's request for the 500 pounds of meteorite. "I'll have craftsmen forge equipment for you, but I need to bring back the remaining 7,500 pounds immediately."

"I've already spoken to Butler Dirk; you can send knights directly to transport it," Leo said casually.

Seeing that Leo was so easy to talk to, the Baron was very satisfied: "Very good, the Holy Light favors our Glowing Mushroom family. Sending you to Swamp Manor is an incredibly lucky choice. You've brought us so many surprises this past month."

He said excitedly, "Tell me, what reward do you want?"

"A mythical beast?"

"...Change your request." The baron wanted to roll his eyes. "Your older brother is still waiting in line for a phantom beast."

"A little insect?"

"No, the family's novice pastors are all in line."

"Then what reward can you give me, Father?" Leo shrugged.

The baron was also a bit conflicted. If it were any other lord or knight, they would just give them some merit after confiscating the meteorite iron and be done with it.

But Leo is, after all, his son.

We cannot treat them unfairly.

He thought for a moment and said, "Aren't you planning to reclaim wasteland? I'll give you a group of serfs, food, and rations, as well as a batch of livestock, including oxen and fine warhorses. Oh, and how about I allocate Harrison and other knights to you?"

Harrison and his colleagues had previously been in charge of reclaiming the swamp estate, and upon their return, they had not yet been assigned suitable work.

The Baron simply sent them to Leo.

Knights are nothing special. The Glowing Mushroom Clan has no shortage of knights. As long as their territory is populous, they can always produce a steady stream of knights.

"Can."

Leo, on the other hand, accepted all offers.

He needs to expand his territory, which inevitably means competing with shadowy monsters for land. Only with more knights can he protect his manor.

"Then it's settled. Remember to have Franken come over later to discuss the details with my affairs officer."

"Yes, Father."

The Baron was very busy, so after setting the overall tone, he left the details to his subordinates to refine.

Leo left the study and learned that Madam Cecilia had returned from her walk, so he went to keep her company for a while.

Within this family, perhaps everyone is calculating their own interests.

But a grandmother's love is perhaps the love with the fewest vested interests involved. Leo, whose soul transmigrated to this world, also wanted an anchor of kinship to give himself a greater sense of belonging to this world, and his grandmother was the most suitable anchor.

……

Early the next morning.

Leo was called over by his older brother Neander to prepare for a hunt for monsters.

The two great knights, Pluto and Rhodes, followed behind him to protect his safety. Harrison and the others had not yet arrived to report.

Seeing this, Neander frowned: "What's going on with Rhodes? How did he become your bodyguard?"

"My father's arrangement is probably to prevent me from having another accident," Leo replied dismissively.

Neant was clearly displeased: "You've already awakened your Holy Light Battle Aura, what other accidents could possibly happen? Father is really something, sending out all the family's Grand Knights, won't the Knights' strength decline?"

As the saying goes, "A son who sells his father's land doesn't feel any pain in his heart."

With Neanderthal, it was the other way around. He was heartbroken to sell his child's field, having already considered everything of the Glowing Mushroom Clan as his own wealth.

Moreover, his words implied that he did not take Leo's safety seriously.

This made Leo a little unhappy.

Regardless, they are blood relatives and brothers, so it's unreasonable for the older brother to be so indifferent to the younger brother.

But Leo quickly regained his composure.

Approaching Neander's mount, he spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Brother, I don't think Father believes that my attack by the Shadow Beast was just an accident; it's more likely a conspiracy."

"A conspiracy?" Neander raised an eyebrow. "Who have you offended?"

"I've always been honest and upright, so who could I possibly offend? At most, I might offend some serfs or freemen, but they don't have the power to harm me," Leo guided the conversation. "So, after thinking it over, the only person I could be targeted is..."

Neander couldn't help but press, "What is it?"

"That means I'm second in line to the throne."

"What do you mean?"

Upon hearing the issue of succession, Neander immediately became agitated. Seeing the surrounding knights approaching, he waved them away and then glared at Leo: "Who's targeting your status as second in line to the throne? You don't necessarily think it's me, do you?"

Leo squinted.

He suddenly realized from Neant's tone that his older brother, who was essentially a stranger to him, might have been wary of him all along.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have brought up the issue of inheritance and subconsciously tried to defend themselves.

Clearly, he had thought about this issue and cared about it a lot, which is why he subconsciously felt that Leo was doubting him.

Leo smiled, suppressing his inner turmoil, and said, "How could that be, brother? We're brothers, why would you target me? I think the one most sensitive to my status as the second in line to the throne is Mrs. Sandra."

"Lady Sandra?" Neant breathed a sigh of relief, then sneered, "What right does a lord's daughter have to covet the heir's position? Even if Lipton is a genius, he can't shake my position!"

Neant was full of confidence: "Leo, you must know that although Mother is gone, we are still Count Evening Primrose's grandsons! Besides the blood of the Glowing Mushroom family, we also have the blood of the Evening Primrose family flowing in our veins!"

"I understand." Leo acknowledged this; the bloodline of the three siblings was indeed very noble.

But he also knew that no matter how noble the bloodline, death would end it all: "But have you thought about it, brother? If I weren't blessed by the Holy Light, I might have died directly in the attack of the Shadow Beasts."

Neant raised an eyebrow, seemingly still holding a hint of anticipation.

Leo continued, "And if I die, your only heirs will be Lipton and me. If one day something happens to you... who do you think, besides Lipton, could inherit our father's title?"

That's how it is.

Neant's expression immediately changed: "No, Lady Sandra wouldn't dare. I've been having Lisa keep an eye on her... In short, it's unlikely she did it. Although Father put her in charge of the territory's affairs, everyone there is one of my people!"

Leo has no evidence.

So I'll stop here: "In short, brother, you should be careful. If I have another accident next time... you must take it seriously, otherwise, everything in the family will fall into the hands of Mrs. Sandra and Lipton."