The day after God's Birthday, it happened to be Wren's birthday.

Under the management of his mother Malinda, Wren had a wonderful birthday. Malinda is a fast learner, she is a well-learned teacher herself, and with the help of her butler Mariel, she gradually takes on the appearance of the mistress of a noble family.

In the days that followed, guests visited the new Earl of Glamorgan, and were warmly welcomed by the hostess.

The family also slowly adapted to the life of the aristocracy.

Wren did not tell his family the inside story of the knighthood, but only said that he was appointed by the duke to go to Modu one step ahead of schedule to check the territory.

The family will definitely know the truth in the future, but for now, Wren just wants them to enjoy their lives.

Three days after the New Year, people start their work for the new year.

The festive atmosphere is also gradually leaving.

Wren said goodbye to his family and went to Vigo Manor alone.

When he arrived at the manor, Viola was already waiting. The two of them were going to leave Lonshand today, Viola to receive her own Winterthunder Count, and Wren would stop by with her and stay in Winterland for a few days before heading to Mordu.

In front of the manor, a car and a dozen horse-drawn carriages were parked.

Abigail, the housekeeper, commanded a large number of servants to load things onto the cart, and the busy scene was orderly.

Wren saw many unfamiliar faces among the servants, twenty or thirty of them, all of whom were newly hired by Viola.

As a real countess, and as an Imperial Councilor, this is the pomp and circumstance it deserves.

They are also counts, and Wren is too shabby to be alone.

"Wren. ”

Viola's voice came from the car, and he sat in the back seat, next to her. Today, Viola wore the dress that symbolized the Count, and the well-fitting and atmospheric dress made her look a little majestic, but her beautiful face was incomprehensible.

"Your Excellency, you have a lot of money. Wren quipped.

Viola glanced at him, then took his hand and sighed, "I'd rather leave it all behind and go with you to Mordu." ”

Wren was a little moved, but knew it was impossible.

Maybe Viola thought the same thing in her heart when she spoke, but she was just impulsive, and she was carried away by feelings.

The title and territory of Earl Winterthunder are too important to her.

Viola has worked hard for it all these years, how can she give up, whether it is to improve her personal strength or spread the belief of the long-haired lady, it is inseparable from the management of Winterbolt City.

Wren can foresee that Viola will definitely shift the focus of the record company to Winterbolt City.

Relying on the taxes of this territory, as well as the profits of the company, will not only bring her huge power and rank among the top ranks of the empire, but will also be the capital for her to advance to the legend and even to a higher rank.

In Ehrenus, wealth can be converted into strength if talent is sufficient, and even soul wizards are short of money.

In the words of the earth in the previous life, it is krypton gold that can become stronger!

If it weren't for the fact that he could absorb the soul charge, it would be faster and more efficient than kryptonite, and Wren would also want to take this path, make good money, and use the money ability to fight.

Returning to Viola's choice, Wren will not let her give up her title and territory for her own sake.

It's too selfish to do that.

Wren didn't answer, but comforted: "You don't have to worry, the duke asked me to go to Modu for a reason, she knows that I have a body of steel, and I am not so easy to be killed, even if I am a legendary transcendent, my defense may not be as good as mine." ”

Viola nodded slightly.

She was really shocked when she knew that it was Wren who had bloodbathed Berkeburg that day.

According to the investigation of the Secret Fire Guard, the murderer is very likely to be a legendary great swordsman, and the result is wrong, but it is enough to reflect the strength of Wren, which can make people mistake him for a legend.

The two talked for a few minutes, and Viola's luggage was finally packed.

More than a dozen cars and horse-drawn carriages drove out of the manor, attracting the curious eyes of many people on the road.

All the way north.

Not far from Longshande, there was a rumbling sound from behind, and a group of silver-armored knights on tall horses caught up.

The convoy stopped and waited.

The knights got closer and closer, and the ground shook more and more violently, and an astonishing momentum rushed towards them, as if thousands of troops were charging.

Even knowing that it was not an enemy frightened the servants in the carriage.

Soon, before approaching the convoy, the group of knights quickly divided into three teams, one team slowed down and stayed behind, one team moved forward to the front of the convoy to open the way, and one team ran parallel to the car, forming a protective formation.

Wren observed the knights.

Their horses were not ordinary horses, they were taller and stronger, their muscles were knotted, their fur was shiny silver, and their abdomen and neck were covered with scales the size of copper coins, which looked majestic, but their heavy bodies did not affect their speed at all, and they ran like the wind, fast and steady.

This is a silver-scaled horse with a little dragon blood, which can be classified as a kind of dragonborn.

The horseback rider is even more brilliant.

Each of them is an extraordinary, and their profession is a uniform Iron Guard, most of whom are second- or third-class. Dressed in heavy silver armor and armed with spears, shields, and two-handed swords, they skillfully controlled their mounts and ran wildly through the roads.

"The Silver Knight, it's really worth the name. Wren couldn't help but admire.

In this world of extraordinary power, the army of ordinary people can basically only be used for patrolling the house, and they are vulnerable to the transcendent.

The truly powerful armies are made up of transcendental beings.

But the scarcity of the transcendents limits the size of the army, and a legion of two or three thousand people is enough to sweep through many weaker human kingdoms.

The Silver Knights of the Duke of Silver Star are famous in the Empire.

This was one of the things she relied on to rule Longshand, and the total number of people was just over three thousand, and the cost of raising so many transcendents required hundreds of thousands of gold guilders every year.

At this moment, a silver-scaled horse stopped beside the car and jumped a silver-clad knight.

He pulled back his visor, revealing a middle-aged man's face, his face was calm, his eyes were sharp, and he said loudly: "Earl Winterting, Earl Glamorgan, I am the captain of this trip, Bardmon, do the two counts have anything to order?"

"Not yet," Viola replied, "hard work Sir Bardmund." ”

Wren also nodded.

He observed it with his soul, this Sir Bardmund is a fifth-level iron guard, his strength and defense are very good, and the silver armor on his body is also enchanted equipment, and his strength is quite strong.

"The duty lies. ”

Badmund put on his helmet, mounted on the back of the silver-scaled horse, and waved his hand to get the convoy back on the road.

This time he led three teams of Silver Knights, each with a team of twenty people. Two of the teams will stay in Winterstorm City to help Viola take over the territory and maintain order before anything goes wrong.

After that, Bardmund will take a team of Silver Knights and follow Wren to Mordu.

At that time, the Secret Fire Guard promised by the Duke of Silver Star will arrive in Winterthunder City and join Wren and set off together.