novelzi Chapter 341 - 291 We Are Stronger, Brothers
Chapter 341 - 291 We Are Stronger, Brothers
Chapter 341: Chapter 291 We Are Stronger, BrothersThe Mountain Demon Castle remained as eerily quiet as ever, the only sound being the friction from the patrolling soldiers’ armor, making the entire castle seem as if it had fallen into silence.
The development of any Newbie Village could not capture Lind’s excessive attention, as he needed to focus more on advancing his "main storyline."
They had already resolved the biggest trouble at the moment, negotiating a "peace talk" with the New Nobility, although everyone was well aware that tearing up the peace treaty was only a thought away.
As long as peace existed, he could take this opportunity to move towards Goliath, using the peace as a good excuse.
The appearance of the Black Catfish Prince was like an alarm bell being rung, with the other party definitely being an enemy and not a friend, unless the Black Catfish Prince, like himself, had also experienced a soul transmigration.
No, it seems that soul transmigration isn’t anything special. Baron Ronan, the Flame Tumor, was also "soul transmigrated" by a cunning visitor from the Abyss and even became a womb, attempting to gestate and give birth to a new body.
Lind was also very curious whether the other party was just like himself, or whether they had turned into something else, just barely maintaining a human form.
The best way to deal with it was to avoid contact with the other party.
Avoiding them worked very well; he felt the other party was eager to meet him, just as he was to meet them.
Lind was very eager to push the front forward and quickly take back Goliath.
Taking back Goliath wouldn’t bring much wealth, although he was aware of the treasures in many noble families in the Royal City, those treasures now probably only had a collector’s value.
What was truly important was the unique geographical advantage of Goliath.
Having control over Goliath meant he truly held the key to a crucial transportation hub.
To the northwest, one could reach Star Dragon City and Raven City.
To the west was Mountain Demon Castle.
To the east lay the territory of the Black Catfish Prince.
In the northeast was the Great Frozen Land.
Heading south led directly to the territory of the Griffin Duke.
From bits of information inadvertently provided by the Undead, it seemed the Griffin Duke also retained his sanity, and he apparently had some method to keep himself as a normal human being.
He believed that the Griffin Duke would not refuse to continue his loyalty to Lania.
The more land reclaimed, the more population resources and even more "unlockable" enemy territories would be available.
Whether as a Lord or as the chief of the Newbie Village, Lind had to rapidly "open new maps."
Beyond that, there were many other matters waiting for his attention, such as returning to the underground ranch in Star Dragon City for the new batch of Blood Lambs, checking on the wizards’ re
The Black Catfish Prince, ’Pillar of Fire’ Reed, even ’The Surgeon’, and the Red Nun who claims to be from the Blood Clan.
The only ones who could truly be considered "righteous" were the City Lord of Raven City.
"My lord?" "My lord!" The two looked at Lind.
"You’ve come at the right time," Lind said, "I was just about to march on Goliath, it’s time for us to take back Goliath."
The pair exchanged a glance, perplexed by Lind’s change of topic.
Although taking back the Royal City is something every Soldier hopes for, as that Golden City represents a belief, there’s still the so-called New Nobility lurking with covetous eyes.
"Send a message to Raven City, our armies are about to set out for Goliath, to reclaim our Royal City. Borrow their road, and yes, remember to invite Prince Hedwin, he is also of Hedwin."
Lind paused before adding, "If they honor the treaty, they should be grateful for some new allies, but if they break the treaty, they will reap a war."
The New Nobility, who continually harbor evildoers and entrust them with important tasks, are not clean, no matter what they plan to do or whatever their intentions may be.
Pretend to pass by, give them a flaw to exploit.
If they are honest, then quietly watch as we take down Goliath, controlling the strategic passageway.
After that, the whole of Raven City will fall completely into Lind’s sphere of influence, whether to slowly erode it or to besiege without attacking, will entirely depend on Lind’s own pleasure.
If they are dishonest and seek to play tricks, then turn the guns around and fight!
Having raised so many Great Knights, they are not just for show.
Marcus and Reed took their leave after receiving the order.
"He’s very angry," Marcus hesitated before speaking.
Ever since knowing Lind, Marcus could only see the radiance of Lind, whether before the apocalypse or after, Lind’s achievements could be called monumental.
"Are you worried that the lord might make a wrong decision out of anger?" Reed asked.
"I’m not doubting the lord; his decisions are always right, always... but it’s hard not to care," Marcus recalled the conversation they just had.
He stopped, turned back, and glanced at the grand hall of Mountain Demon Castle, where a crimson-scaled tail swept down from a golden-colored gate.
Flame Tumor Alex lay on top of the castle, where there used to be a small garden. The Mountain Goblin Duke once decorated it as his wife’s favorite garden, filled with daisies.
Later, Lord Baya cleared out the garden, placing various objects of enjoyment, including three stone statues of himself.
And now, it was the lair of a Flying Dragon.
"Reed, do you think the Black Catfish Prince and Reed—no, I mean that bastard—joining the traitors could actually enrage the lord enough to send troops to attack directly? I’m thinking, perhaps we said the wrong thing, and angered the lord," Marcus speculated.
"The lord just wants us to know that he is angry, and then make those New Nobles feel his wrath while we’re on our way to send a message to Raven City," Reed clearly understood Lind better.
"What do you mean?" Marcus felt he kind of understood, but not quite.
"Force them to make a move, remind them this is their last chance to struggle."
Reed patted Marcus on the shoulder, the clashing sound of gauntlets and shoulder armor echoing loudly.
"Don’t forget, we’re stronger, brother."