When Kevin Sr. said that the contents of the wooden box were stars in the sky, everyone thought he was old and confused, even crazy, but everyone except Bruce showed a thoughtful expression.

"Old bald, are you crazy? If the Inquisitor found out, you would be tied to a pillar and burned. White said worriedly to Kevin Sr.

"Lord Baron." But at this time, Kevin Sr. did not flinch because of this, his eyes were fixed on Bruce, like a child who longed to be recognized.

"I see, but tell me first, how did you get it?" Bruce put the stone back into the wooden box, and he closed the lid of the wooden box, which, as expected, should contain a meteorite with iron in it.

"It was about ten years ago, when I was on a business trip, I saw a star fall from the sky and then fall to the ground." Kevin Sr. said to Bruce and the others.

"The stars fall to the ground, and the Lord God is above." Anne couldn't help but pray, the stars in the sacred scriptures represent the servants of the gods, they serve the Lord God in heaven for eternity, unless they fall because of their crimes, but the only one who has fallen from heaven is the demon king who is called the morning star.

"Disaster isn't going to happen, is it?" Aishana said scaredly.

"Do you remember where you landed?" Bruce hurriedly asked Kevin Sr.

"Of course, no matter how young I am, I'll remember it." Old Kevin said excitedly, finally a nobleman believed his words, and did not say that he was crazy.

Bruce's heart is actually very excited, meteorite iron is generally the best quality iron ore, the process of falling from the universe to the ground, because of the smelting of the atmosphere, so that there are very few impurities, and his territory is currently the most lacking in iron ore.

"But it's in the middle of a mountainous area." Kevin Sr. said to Bruce.

"There is a lack of a court merchant in my domain, how can you take this position from now on, but only after you have brought back that piece of star from the mountains and sent it to me." Bruce stepped forward and said to Kevin Sr.

"Do you want to send the stars?" Kevin Sr. asked in surprise, he had expected Bruce to take this star fragment as some kind of holy relic, but he didn't expect Bruce's appetite to be even greater.

"How?"

"But that star is almost the size of a hill." Kevin Sr. said embarrassedly.

"Then send people to dig a little bit." Bruce commanded Kevin Sr.

"However, it is the domain of Countess Randall." Old Kevin was a little embarrassed, although after the starfall incident, Countess Randall immediately sealed the mountain that smelled of sulfur because of the explosion, but it was the Countess's territory after all, not a place where Bruce could do whatever he wanted.

"Countess Randall?" Bruce touched his chin, this countess's strength was the first among the duke's vassals, not to mention that he also helped Bruce when he was quelling the rebellion.

However, Bruce finally decided that in order to defend his territory, and to defend his subjects, he had to get the mountainous area of Countess Randall.

Despite the discovery of new iron ore, Bruce also faces a series of troubles, and it is at this time that the White Knight and Woolf arrive in the homeland of the warriors of the North, a barren peninsula that also contains a wealth of products, such as the furs used by the nobles to make large coats, the amber often used by craftsmen to decorate rings, and the finest honey.

"It's a lively port." The white knight jumped from the boat onto the dock, and the plank made a bang from Peng.

"Yes, a lot of supplies from the entire peninsula will be transported south through here." Woolf turned and gestured to the bay behind him, and he said to the White Knight.

"Hey." Just as the two were talking, a loud cry suddenly came, the sound seemed to be summer thunder, and the white knight felt that his heart and lungs were trembling.

"All of them." When the White Knight looked over, he saw a bald man half a tower high, his golden beard on his chin was braided into three strands hanging down his chest, and he strode towards Woolf with a fierce look.

"Whew." Woolf looked at the other man, his gaze sharpened, and his fists clenched.

"Wow~~." The bald man rushed in front of Woolf, and the two men were almost close to each other like bullfights, their eyes full of angry rage.

"Woolf." The White Knight's heart sank, and he immediately put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, where he hid a sharp short sword.

"You bastard." The bald man cursed roughly, and at the same time punched Woolf in the cheek, knocking him back a few steps.

"Woolf." The white knight quickly pulled out the short sword at his waist, and immediately put the tip of the sword on the waist of the bald man, which is the part of the human kidney, as long as the white knight pierces the sword, no matter how strong the warrior is, he will instantly fall to the ground and lose resistance.

"Huh?" The bald man seemed a little surprised, and he turned his head to look at the white knight.

"Don't move, it's my friend." Woolf wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, and he reached out to stop the White Knight.

However, the bald man turned around and grabbed the white knight's arm for a moment when the white knight was stunned, and he only used a little force to make the white knight feel that his sword arm was almost broken, so he had to let go of the hand holding the hilt, and the short sword scandium fell to the ground with a thud.

"Hahaha, you bastard, you dare to come back after you owe me a sum of money." The bald man looked at Woolf, and suddenly burst into laughter, he let go of the hand that grabbed the white knight, stepped forward and hugged Woolf fiercely, and Woolf also hugged each other at the same time, and then the white knight saw that these were clearly two long-lost friends, but the way northerners got together was different.

"I'll pay you back that money, this is my friend uh, his name is Koko, this is my friend who grew up together, Algilen." Woolf introduced the White Knight and his friends.

"Koko, what's this name? Southerners? Algillen looked at the White Knight with disdain, then picked up a barrel of ale from the docks, and beckoned Woolf and the White Knight to their home.

"Don't worry, northerners have always spoken so straightforwardly." Woolf explained to the White Knight as she walked towards Alguillen's house.

"It's okay, I understand." The White Knight shrugged his shoulders, here he was a stranger.