The gates of Lindong City opened and closed, the sound of horses' hooves broke the silence of the early morning, and a convoy slowly rolled into the bluestone paved passage, the mood of this team was extremely low, and the armor on the soldiers seemed to have been burned by the fire, and the holes and a little blood stained looked extremely shabby and embarrassed.

The old butler did not want to recall the tragedy that happened late that night, but that scene could not be erased in his mind, Baron Ziluo was killed like this, and the remaining soldiers could not muster the courage to resist at all, and could only watch as the treasure that belonged to them was robbed.

Baron Ziluo had no heir, and when all the treasures were plundered, the other party only left enough food for himself, and then left without looking back.

The old butler, who had been so devastated, wanted to lead the team back to the Kongdu Territory, and wanted to rely on the houses and fields left by Baron Ziluo to survive this winter, but then he left his eyes in the Kongdu Territory to report that Rand had taken control of all the property and fields left by the nobles by force.

This move completely cut off the old butler's thoughts, and he had to lead the team to join Ron, hoping that Ron, seeing the little friendship between Baron Ziluo and the Capet family, could take in these poor homeless people.

In the biting cold wind, the old butler had a trace of regret, if it wasn't for the baron's stinginess of his property and his insistence on leaving the empty realm, then the subsequent series of tragedies would not have happened?

But these thoughts are irrelevant, and the dead cannot hear the words of the living.

......

Through the narrow bright high windows, the morning sun has not yet risen, and the cold, snow and ice envelop the city, and Lindong City is covered with a layer of snow.

Seventeen years have passed since the establishment of this military town, and Yazov's favorite thing is the city's winter, quiet and delicate, completely hiding the noisy and sharp atmosphere of swords and war, and in terms of personality, he is still quite romantic.

And the ruler of the city, Ron Capet, was now comfortably leaning against the fireplace, delicately wiping his beloved sword with deerskin, and coating the blade with expensive grease to prevent rust from weathering.

A man is most attractive when he is doing something very seriously.

And this was the state of Ron at this time, his blonde hair glowed brightly in the light of the fire, and the light and dark effect of the constantly beating flames made him look mysterious.

Yazov had been standing by the window for a long time, but when he looked at the team of the Ziluo family who had been standing in the cold wind for longer, he still chose to remain silent and continued to wait for Ron to finish his business.

Ron doesn't like people to bother him when he's serious about something.

Even if what he's doing is just a little thing that doesn't make sense.

Ron finally finished his job when Yazov looked out the window for the third time, waving lightly in the air twice, feeling the agility of his wrist and the sharp sound of breaking through the air, and a happy smile on his face.

"Wadia steel sword, known as the sharpest weapon, thousands of pounds of crude iron continue to temper and polish to get dozens of grams of material to make the blade, the blade and the spine forging process is divided into two types, used to make up for the sharpness of the easy to bend. Ron flicked his fingertips on the sword, "Local refining method, this is a skill passed down from the alchemy workshop of Gray City, but unfortunately after my father conquered Gray City, there are fewer and fewer craftsmen who know this craft." ”

Yazov raised an eyebrow, as a knight who had been fighting with Ron for many years, he knew very well how tragic the Duke of Winton's battle against the Grey City was, and he could understand the bloody suppression of the Duke of Winton's breach, and any residents or craftsmen who might be a threat were killed, and it was in that incident that the craftsmanship of the Vadia steel sword was lost.

Most of the remaining Wadia steel swords were purchased at high prices by the nobles who loved collecting, and they were not used as weapons of war, but as a decoration, and over time, the Wadia steel sword became a status symbol.

"The cost of making this weapon is high, and even if it can be made in large quantities, it is far less cost-effective than a spear and tomahawk. Yazov shrugged his shoulders and said, he had followed Ron for many years, he knew Ron's temper very well, and he did not have the restraint of his subordinates to his superiors when he spoke.

"This sword was still a trophy from his father, and he put it in his warehouse as if it were a treasure, and no one was allowed to approach it. Ron remembered what happened when he was a child and laughed, "Even if it's me, it's hard to touch it." ”

"But the Duke gave it to you anyway, I think ......" Yazov pondered his words and said, "This is in a sense, inheritance?"

Inheritance, the word has many meanings, and in the superficial sense, Yazov is just talking about a sword, but everyone understands what Yazov really means in his words.

Title, military power, or power.

"I don't know what my father thinks, but I know exactly what I want. Ron slightly flirtatiously inserted the Vadya steel sword into the scabbard and shook it at Yazov, "Do you like it?"

"I don't understand what you mean. "Yazov is a little flustered.

Ron simply threw the extremely precious sword to Yazov and said with a grin, "I gave it to you." ”

Yazov opened his mouth, subconsciously wanting to refuse, and he thought Ron was joking with him.

"Replace your broken sword!" Ron said in an accentuated tone, "I've made up for it a dozen times, in case it breaks off on the battlefield one day, ...... It seems to be a bit of a curse on you. ”

"Of course not!" said Yazov categorically, "It was given to you by the Duke, perhaps with some expectation and recognition, and you just gave it to someone else, and the Duke will think that you don't value him at all!"

"This will be against you, please take it back!"

"Alright, alright!" Ron had already closed his eyes, his feet on the table, his fingers unconsciously tapping on the armrest, "If my father changed his opinion of me because of this kind of thing, then he would not become the most powerful commander in the Ironflow Kingdom, my position comes from my strength, and it will not change because of my father's likes and dislikes." ”

"The title is just a false name, my father can change his mind at any time to choose the heir to the title, all I want is the military power, if he doesn't give it, then I will grab it myself. ”