Collingworth Castle, Lord's House.

"Get out of here!"

There was a thunderous roar in the room, and two guards and a maid hurried out.

The maid's face was full of grievance, she reached out to wipe the tears from her cheeks, and accidentally bumped into a young nobleman who was walking by.

"Master Desel, I'm sorry!" the maid was so frightened that she quickly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and the two guards also quickly bowed their heads and stood aside, for fear of being harmed by the pond fish.

However, the young nobleman had no intention of bothering them, waved his hand impatiently, and went straight into the study.

In the study, Viscount Mellor, the lord of Collingworth, was walking around with an irritated look on his face, a delicate Terran bone china cup torn apart on the carpet.

Seeing the young nobleman come in, Viscount Maile exhaled: "Desel, you close the door, I have something to tell you." ”

Desel carefully closed the door of the study, he frowned slightly, and asked, "Father, what's wrong?"

As the eldest son of the Collingworth family and the first in line to the line of succession to the Collingworth Lord, Desel rarely saw his father so restless.

"Sit down and talk!" Viscount Melle sighed and handed Desel a small scroll in his hand.

Desel took it and took a look, and his expression suddenly changed: "The Temple of Tomund sent Master Bronn Eagle to build a tower for the city of Sal? Is that Leon rich? Or does the temple support him so much?"

"Hmph, the temple won't do a loss-making business!" Viscount Melle snorted coldly: "It seems that the rumor is true, our neighbor has made a fortune!"

"We shouldn't have been soft in the first place!" said Desel hatefully, "Father, if we continue like this, we will have no hope of getting Salling!"

The Collingworth family has always had ambitions for the territory on the southwestern frontier of the kingdom.

However, it is not very difficult for Viscount Melle to become the Earl of Merle, and if he can't be promoted to earl, it is impossible to annex Thrall.

Over the years, the Collingworth family and the garrison of Rock Fortress have fought fiercely, and Viscount Melle has tried his best to win over the officers of the two warbands, and has continuously sent his family children to serve in the army, hoping that one day he will be able to get his wish.

However, Leon was born out of nowhere and was awarded the title of Sal, which completely disrupted Viscount Merle's plan at once, and even more than ten years of hard work were in vain.

Seeing that a piece of fat under his nose was taken away, how could Viscount Melle be willing to swallow this breath and use frequent means against Sal.

But whether it is overt or covert, Salling has not only not been blocked and trapped, but has become more and more prosperous.

The support of the Temple of Tormond, the entry of the mercenary union, and the trade blockade have attracted the dissatisfaction of many chambers of commerce, and Collingworth has given a lot, but has received very little.

"Yes, we can't let him go on like this any longer!" Viscount Melle's wolf eyes flashed with a fierce look: "I have received news that Leon has left Saarland. ”

"He's probably going to Tormond City, and he's only accompanied by two ordinary guards, not even the Terran magician. ”

"I don't know what he's going to do in Tomond, but it's a great opportunity for us!"

Desel was shocked: "What do you mean..."

"This baron of ours is still very young, and he has no wife and no heirs...", Viscount Melle said in a deep voice, "If the Sal Territory loses its successor, it will be reclaimed to the kingdom, then our chance has come!"

This is definitely the best way to draw a salary from the bottom of the kettle, Desel's eyes lit up, but then he hesitated: "But my father, Leon is now a nobleman, and he has the support of the temple, once the matter is revealed..."

"And even if Leon is killed, Salling may be cheaper than others, and the current Salling can't be compared with before, so we won't be the only ones staring at it!"

Assassinating a noble lord is a felony second only to rebellion! The Collingworth family took a huge risk to deal with Leon, and in the end the fruits of victory fell into the hands of someone else, which is truly a big joke.

So Desel's concerns are quite justified.

A smile appeared on Viscount Melle's face: "Yes, I'm glad you can take this into account..."

After a slight pause, the viscount continued: "But do you really think that I must want to deal with Leon? I can tell you now that the people who don't like to see Leon exist are those at the top of the kingdom and those at the top of the temple!"

"I can guarantee that as long as we kill Leon in secret, someone will definitely take the initiative to cover up this matter, and it will not be easy to find a scapegoat? ”

"How so, hasn't the temple always supported him?" Desel was taken aback, a little incredulous.

Viscount Melle stretched out his hand and patted his son's shoulder, and said with a smile: "So, you still have a lot to learn, as the future heir of the family, you must remember that the interests of the family are above all else!"

"This time the task will be left to you, our family's power in Tormond City is all under your control, as long as you can achieve your goal, it doesn't matter how much money you spend. ”

"But make sure that Leon can't leave Tormond alive!"

Desel clenched his fists hard: "Please rest assured, I will do my best!"

......... The summer is scorching, and the sun is like fire.

This is the best season of the year in the Hulun prairie, the blue sky is like washing the long grass, and the wind blows the grass and shows the cattle and sheep.

The scent of grass and earth is a delightful mixture of air.

Three wildebeest horses galloped across the grassland, and the sound of horses' hooves was heard far, far away.

The towering city-state in the distance finally came into view of Leon.

Long time no see, Tomond!

This was the second time Léon had come to the city of Tormond, and although it had been almost half a year since the first arrival, the past was vividly vivid in his mind.

At that time, Leon was just an unknown tribal warrior who arrived in the city with a desire for greater power, and his fate changed dramatically.

And now, he is not only a second-level soul armor warrior, but also a noble lord, whether it is his status or strength realm, he is not the same as in the past.

This time when he came to Tormond City, Leon was quite low-key, with only two retinues with him.

He personally came to the capital of the southwestern province, and there were many things.

First of all, it is necessary to express gratitude to the Temple of Tormond, and although Archbishop Farnes has left, the support from the Temple is not over, and he must respond positively and enthusiastically.

By the way, I also brought Master Bron's application paperwork with me, which is related to whether the Sanctuary Teleportation Array can be successfully built.

The second thing is also related to the Sanctuary Teleportation Array, Leon wants to find out the news of the Purple Spirit Crystal through the underground black market in Tormond City, although he doesn't have that much money, but there are always more ways than difficulties.

And if it can't be found, Leon is also prepared for a second hand.

The last thing has to do with the two entourages around him, Ironhide and Subaru.

Subaru was a tiger warrior in his thirties, with a burly figure and a grim expression, and several scars on his dark face were shocking, giving people the impression of being vicious and hideous.

He was originally a native of the Wuthering Forest, and like the beasts who later joined the Hammer tribe, the tribe of Subaru fell in the battle with the goblins.

Relatives and friends died in battle, forced to flee in all directions, struggling on the brink of life and death - almost a copy of the fate of most of the wandering beasts of Wuthering Forest.

In the Thunderbeast Camp, there are very few Tiger Warriors like Subaru, and although he is not the strongest, he is definitely the most diligent and hardworking, and he is also the most courageous and desperate in battle.

Therefore, after the establishment of the Subaru Thunder Beast Battle Camp, he was the first brute warrior to reach the sixth-level condensation realm.

And the hippopotamus warrior Ironhide of the Uger tribe broke through and was promoted not long ago.

Leon brought the two of them to Tormond City, naturally for the soul casting ceremony of the temple of the Summer Harvest Festival.

The god-given aura is a secret that Leon has always been keeping secret, and of course he has the ability to help Subaru and Ironhide complete the final breakthrough, but in the foreseeable future, more and more level 6 barbarian warriors will emerge from the thunder beast battle camp.

If these warriors succeeded in promoting to samurai without going through the temple's soul-casting ceremony, it would inevitably arouse the suspicion of those who wanted to do so, and once Leon's secret was revealed, the consequences and troubles that might arise were really unpredictable.

Pifu is not guilty of his crimes, Leon's god-given halo is one of the "Bi", in the case of his strength is not strong enough, his status is not high enough, low-key life is the last word, the less trouble, the better.

And more importantly, Leon is not able to accumulate enough faith divine power for a long time and quickly, so it is necessary to let the warriors who meet the requirements go to participate in the soul casting ceremony first.

He is very confident in the warriors under his command, and it is definitely not a problem to pass the trial, and the final test can only depend on the meaning of the beast god.

Leon believed that he would have no problem finding a way to fight through the temple and rank Subaru and Ironhide higher in the order.

Along the wide road, the trio made their way to the west gate of the city of Tomond.

Half a year has not been seen, the largest city in the southwest province seems to have not changed, people come and go lively, mercenaries, merchants, farmers, nobles... It is as if it is an urban painting that is unfolding.

At the gates of the city, heavily armed guards were checking passers-by.

When it was Leon's turn, Leon showed his badge to the guards, and the guards immediately got out of the way.

This is a privilege only for the aristocracy.

(To be continued)