Harvest Manor is one of the oldest aristocratic estates in the Kingdom of Gambis, and it has been around for more than two hundred years to date.

The manor covers an area of more than 700 acres, which is composed of walls, animal pens, wells, pools, houses, warehouses, barracks, cultivated land, and fruit forests. Unlike other aristocratic estates, Harvest Manor has no beautiful gardens and elaborate houses, but instead has wide open spaces filled with crops, vegetables, and fruit trees.

Except for the walls built of solid limestone, most of the houses in the manor are made of bricks, the shape is simple and atmospheric, without any superfluous decoration, but the space is used to the extreme, only the mottled green moss on the brick walls bear witness to the history of this noble manor.

This farm-style aristocratic manor house is in the style of the Chebman family, frugal and practical.

In the evening, a simple and sturdy carriage slowly drove into the harvest manor without any obstacles. Because the guards in the manor all know that this is the car of the family's grand knight, Lord Dewit.

DeWet, armed with a Mithril sword, stepped out of the carriage and was immediately greeted by an attendant who bowed to him.

"Take me to Lord Earl, I have something important to report. DeWett nodded to the squire and commanded.

DeWett was then led by his attendants into the depths of the manor.

At the back of the main building of the manor, there is a small green space, although the cold water season has not passed, it is still green grass, and the lawn on the ground is a rare evergreen grass, this grass is evergreen all year round, although it does not bloom, but it has a fresh breath, which is refreshing.

In this meadow, DeWett met his lord, Lord Timok Chebman.

"Deweit, if you're not in a hurry, wait a minute, let me finish my dinner. "Earl Chebman was sitting at a table, enjoying his supper, when he saw DeWett approaching, and said in a loud voice.

He had to finish his dinner while the sun was still set, so that he could save a candle, a habit he had inherited from the old earl.

De Wett didn't speak, but raised his left hand and motioned for his lord to enjoy dinner at will, as the grand knight of the Chebman family, he certainly knew the habits of the count.

Soon, one of the attendants brought a chair for DeWet, and after DeWett sat down, he took a deep breath and inhaled the unique freshness of the evergreen grass into his lungs, a pleasant smell that even the Silver Knight was intoxicated by.

It is said that there are only two places in the Kingdom of Gambis, one is the harvest estate of the Chebman family, and the other is the garden of the royal family of Gambis.

The evergreen grass of Harvest Manor is a small piece of grass dug from the royal garden by Earl Chebman when he was a child, and it has been cultivated for decades.

As for why only such a small lawn was cultivated, it was because the old earl did not think that there was any need to plant this kind of grass on the precious land, which should be used to grow crops, and a small piece of evergreen lawn was enough to show the aristocratic heritage of the Chebman family.

Chebman was so engrossed in his dinner that he had to speed up, and although he was the lord of Deweit, it was rude to talk to a great knight of the Silver Order in the dark.

The Earl of Chebman looked to be in his thirties, with a gloomy temperament, a thin face, long narrow eyes, and a mustache on thin lips. He wore a black earl's civilian dress, and although it looked smooth and meticulous, it was styled in the style of a few decades ago, and there were some slight signs of wear on the cuffs of the garment.

The dress, combined with Chebman's looks, made him look mean and old-fashioned.

The Earl, sitting upright at the table, with a knife and fork in hand, was tending to his supper, a roasted golden leg of lamb. His demeanor was elegant, his movements were calm, and he was completely in line with the dining etiquette of the nobles, and even the most discerning court nobles could not find fault with it.

But the speed at which the Earl ate was terrifying, and he saw that between the knives and forks flying, pieces of mutton of the same size were cut off from the leg of mutton by him, and then put into his mouth, and the swift movements carried a wonderful rhythm, which gave people a pleasing feeling.

Soon, the whole roast leg of lamb was eaten clean by Chebman, and only the smooth and clean leg bones remained, and even the hungriest goblins could not find a trace of meat on them.

The knife in Chebman's right hand struck lightly into the middle of the leg bone, and a blue-green breath flashed, and the hard leg bone immediately split in two, revealing the snow-white marrow in the bone cavity.

Chebman leaned his mouth closer, and with a slight suck of a few centimeters, the marrow immediately flowed into his mouth as if it had come to life.

When he had done all this, Chebman drank the water from the cup contentedly, and the waiter immediately stepped forward and removed the cutlery and the sheep bones from the table, which he had to grind into powder and feed the hunting dogs of the manor, according to the rules of the Chebmans.

"The adult's control of the fighting spirit is meticulous, I'm afraid that I will soon be able to step into the peak realm, right?" DeWett couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the natural freehand shown by Chebman knocking the sheep bone with the fighting spirit.

"Is it so easy to promote to the Golden Rank?I have stepped into the Silver Peak for ten years, and I have not been able to sense the existence of the Elemental Sea until now, it seems that it is impossible to advance to the Peak Realm by just honing the Fighting Qi, the most important thing is to see the affinity of the bloodline talent to the elements, just like His Highness Roland. Count Chebman shook his head and smiled bitterly.

De Wett was speechless for a moment, he knew that his lord was a veteran silver knight of the kingdom, and he had already polished his fighting spirit to a mellow and pure level, but unfortunately it was still far from the golden realm, and Her Royal Highness Roland, the eldest princess of the kingdom, was successfully promoted to the golden knight at the age of twenty-three, this talent was simply terrifying and terrifying.

"Deweit, you came to see me today, didn't you come to discuss the way of knighthood with me?" Chebman smiled at Deweit, as a fiefdom earl, he didn't care much about whether he could be promoted to the Golden Knight, he was more eager for his family to grow stronger and better, and this was his responsibility as a lord.

"Well, I just came back today with a cart of Mithril Ore, and this time the ore is of a higher quality than the previous two times, and this cart alone is enough to refine a pound of Mithril. DeWett gathered his mind and said to the Count.

"Oh, that's good news!" Chebman smiled heartily at hearing DeWet's report.

"Even better news, our miners are finding that there is less and less silver ore in that mine, and more and more Mithril mines. DeWett paused for a moment and continued: "This shows that the vein is not a silver ore associated with the silver mine at all, but a silver mine associated with the Mithril mine!"

"Hah

"My lord, the last time I had someone report to you, I'm afraid the plan for controlling that territory will have to be changed. When Count Chebman had calmed down, DeWett said softly.

Some time ago, after learning of Victor's weakness and incompetence, DeWett ordered a plan to be delivered to Count Chebman about controlling Victor's territory. But before Count Chebman's reply, a major event occurred in Victor's territory, which forced DeWett to revise his original plan, so he took the opportunity to escort the Mithril Mine back this time to discuss this issue with Count Chebman in person.

"My lord, my original plan was to encourage those freedmen to unite against the lesser lords, and after the knights of the House of York left his territory, I would control the freedmen to move to the vicinity of the small lords' hill camps, establish camps and strongholds, limit the scope of the lesser lords' activities to that area, and finally let our people enter that territory as freedmen and actually control it. ”

After seeing Count Chebman signaling to him, De Wett continued: "Unexpectedly, just four days ago, the captain of the guard under the little baron and his soldiers broke through three free camps in two days, killing more than 100 free people. Now the other freedmen in that territory have been frightened and no longer dare to disobey the orders of the little lord, and some of the freedmen have even killed the original leader and have taken refuge in the hill camp. ”

"Oh, I didn't expect the little baron to have such a talent!What about their own battle damage?" asked Chebman, raising an eyebrow in surprise.

"According to our eyeliner report, the Little Lord's escort team only had more than a dozen casualties. ”

"Why are there so many casualties? Didn't you say that there were no knights under the little baron?Could it be that Sophia quietly sent a family knight to her little husband?" "Although the opponent is a weak outcast, in two days, more than 100 enemies were killed, and more than 10 of his own were killed and wounded, so that the crushing record can only be achieved by knights.

Chebman was really shocked, the reason why he was able to swagger and steal Victor's Mithril mine was to bully Victor Now he is an outcast of the family, with no strength and no backer.

But if Marquis Sophia re-admits Victor, the situation will be different, although Sophia's military strength is far inferior to the Chebman family, but she has a lot of money, a wide range of connections, and a strong latent power, which should not be underestimated.

Chebman thought about it for a moment, and thought it was unlikely.

According to the report of the family members who are resident in the royal capital, the Marquis Sophia is passionately courting Lord Andrew, the golden knight of the United Kingdom of Borui.

Although the Marquis Sophia is rich and powerful, her subordinates are not strong enough, so she urgently needs to enlist a powerful golden knight as her backer, only in this way can her business empire be further developed.

It is also rumored that her actions were supported by Queen Catherine, and it is clear that Her Majesty also hopes to win over a powerful Golden Knight to her princely party through the beautiful Marquisess.

Therefore, Sophia will exile her little male pet to the Western Pioneer Territory in disguise, before she achieves her goal, it is impossible for her to re-admit the little baron, and once she achieves her goal, I am afraid it will be the moment when her little husband is killed.

"Did the House of York secretly send a knight disguised as the captain of his bodyguard?" Chebman asked DeWet.

This is very likely, as a camp hostile to the Princes, the Yorks have every reason to use Victor's identity to make some articles.

"Neither. The captain of the Minor Lord's guard was a rare fierce warrior named Nelson. He used to be a mercenary, but he was recruited by the minor lords," DeWett explained to Chebman.

"Oh, I didn't expect the little baron to be so lucky that he could recruit a fierce warrior. Chebman breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it was not the House of York and the Marquis of Sophia who were secretly supporting Victor.

"Well, this Nelson isn't unknown, and adults may have heard of him as the Bear of the Northlands. ”

"The Bear of the Northland of the Kingdom of Dordor? Chebman said in surprise, and shook his head regretfully.

Generally speaking, no amount of ordinary people can kill a knight, just as no amount of sheep can kill a lion. But the ferocious humans are not ordinary people, such as the fierce barbarians in the Turrell Mountains, and the adult barbarians are enough to face the knights of the bronze rank. But ordinary ferocious humans rarely have the combat power of knights, and the bears of the Northland are a few of them.

Five years ago, during a military conflict between the Kingdom of Dordor and the Sassians, a mercenary of the Kingdom of Dordor was confronted by a raid team led by a Sassan knight, and a fierce battle broke out between the two, but surprisingly, the raid team, including the Sassan knight, was completely wiped out. After that battle, the mercenary of the knight who killed him head-on was given the nickname of the Bear of the Northland.

"Yes, it's the bear of the Northlands where the Tartus family has offered a bounty of 5,000 gold soles. DeWett nodded and said.

The Tartus family is a powerful military aristocracy in the Sassan Empire, and the death of a family knight was not a big deal for them, but the family knight was killed head-on by a lowly mercenary, and this mercenary actually stepped on the reputation of the Tartus family to obtain a title, which made them feel humiliated, so they offered a reward of 5,000 gold soles for the head of the Northland bear, and declared that any family that took in the Northland bear would become a hostile family of the Tartus family.

Of course, the nobles of the Kingdom of Duoduo would not kill Nelson who fought against the Sassans for a mere 5,000 gold soles, but they would not offend the powerful Tartus family for the sake of a fierce warrior. After all, in the national war, the captured family knights can be ransomed, and if you offend the Sasan nobles, I'm afraid that this rule will not be good.

As the war between the Dordor and the Sassans gradually eased, many of the mercenary groups that participated in the war were absorbed by the Lord of Dord, while the famous war bear mercenaries were ignored, Nelson was disheartened and had to leave the Kingdom of Dordor with the war bear group, and his name was gradually forgotten.

Chebman didn't care about the intimidation of the Tartus family, but he was sorry that this fierce warrior worthy of a knight was recruited by Victor.

"My lord, I thought that the little lord was weak, but I didn't expect him to have a fierce warrior whose strength is comparable to that of a knight as the captain of the guard, so in order for that plan to be successfully implemented, I plan to personally take action to get rid of that Nelson!" DeWett said lightly, it seemed that getting rid of a fierce warrior was like a palm in his hand, not worth mentioning.

"Hehe, Deweit, I've seen that plan of yours, but I don't intend to agree to it!"