"I know so clearly, you must know who the secret hand is!"

Finally taking his gaze back, Kyris looked amusefully at Gianna, who pretended to be indifferent but obviously glanced at him from time to time.

"Humph!"

With a tsundere snort, the girl mage picked up the crystal cup in her hand and glanced at the crystal bottle beside Kyrryth.

With a grin, the middle-level mage respectfully poured a glass of amber for Her Royal Highness the princess of Kul Tiras, only to smell it slightly and realize that the bottle was not wine, but something similar to fruit juice, but to think about it, the other party was just a twelve-year-old girl, and she would not be interested in wine, even if it was close to fruit.

Looking at the drink in her cup with satisfaction, Gianna squinted her eyes and took a sip, smashing her mouth again, and trembling her eyebrows again, until she saw that the middle-level mage began to raise her eyebrows coldly, and then said slowly.

"Now there are only a few small lords who leak out of their claws on the surface, and they are all small characters with only one or two small manor fiefdoms. And because the main members of the town are homeless, these little paws have not benefited much so far. ”

Hearing this, the middle-level mage frowned and said nothing. Exiles generally refer to commoners who have lost their private land and have been abandoned by their lords. There are many reasons for the emergence of such people, but in general, the fall and extinction of each noble group will produce a large number of displaced people, and most of these people who are not accepted by the new lord can only be displaced, uprooted from their homes, and moved from place to place.

In the real world, this constant flow of displaced people can easily cause serious social problems, and eventually form a horrific refugee wave or even a peasant uprising.

But in Azeroth, in fact, even in a prosperous country like Lordaeron, there are still many barren and undeveloped areas, either because they are located in mountainous areas, and the jungles are dense and difficult to develop, such as the deep forests of silver pines, or because there are all kinds of terrifying non-human beast races, such as Zumashal, or because of special reasons, the nobles of the kingdom have scruples about not developing, such as oak forests, and it is because of the existence of these inhabited and barren areas that most of the displaced people have a chance to live.

At the same time, even if they were able to survive in these barren places, the harsh living environment made them still have to live a precarious life, which also led to the fact that most of the displaced people had an extraordinary hatred for the aristocracy.

In particular, the initial development of many harsh areas of the kingdom was carried out by these abandoned sons of the human kingdom, but in the end, it was often the upper class of the kingdom that picked the fruits, and after paying a heavy price, these displaced people could only obediently exist under the command of these nobles who came to pick the fruits.

And the current Kyris seems to have become the kind of fruit-picking aristocrat mentioned above. Especially now that he is weak, in some respects, even worse than those few little lords who have already thought about it, if he wants to gain a foothold in this oak town, it seems that in addition to dealing with the side of Stratholme, the town itself is a big problem.

Thinking about it, Kerryth looked like he moved, and then asked.

"I've heard that there's already been development in the oak grove near the gate to the east wall of Stratholme, do you know who?"

"So you know!" Glancing at Kyris in surprise, Gianna took a sip of the fruit and continued.

"It's Baron Rivendell!"

"Rivendell?" was also surprised by Gianna's information, and Kyrreth not only repeated, but in his memory, Baron Rivendell, the future Knight of the Apocalypse, was not born as a great nobleman of Stratholme?

"I heard from a man in Lordaeron that it was a minor nobleman from Stratholme who developed that piece!"

"In the eyes of the nobles of the royal capital, the other nobles are all small nobles in the countryside, besides, as a close minister of His Majesty, it is not an exaggeration for Count Kennari to call a baron a minor noble!" a chuckle hung into the corner of her eyes, and Gianna looked at Kelreth and said.

"The little nobles in the country..."

The mid-level mage touched his chin and muttered to himself, and it didn't take long for the car to slow down significantly.

"It's here!"

Stepping out of the car, the carriage was still on the aisle, with dense woods on both sides, and there was no edge in sight, except for oak forests with huge umbrellas on one side, and dense pine forests on the other.

There is also an extra path on the oak forest to carry the national highway, the path is only about one horse-drawn carriage one-way, and there are a lot of wild grasses growing sparsely, which seems a little deserted.

However, the oak trees on both sides of the path were much more sparse than the others, just standing at the intersection, the mid-level mage could vaguely see the outline of a town wall when he looked over, and at this moment when Kelrith was looking, there were several figures looking at him from the depths of the path, faintly, and disappeared when he looked over.

"Are you going to Stratholme, or are you going with me?" asked Kyrrys, turning to Gianna as she walked out, and grabbing Kir as she tried to run into the woods.

"Since we're all here, let's go and have a look!" glaring at Kiel, the Shadow Artist hid behind Kyrryth, Gianna said with a smile, but the mid-level mage always felt that there was bad intentions in her laughter.

"Let's go, then!" said Kyrryth as he grabbed Kiel back to the carriage and said to Gianna who had come up with him.

"Your Highness, I don't know what you want to do! But if you don't go to Stratholme for a long time, your brother will definitely find out!"

Sensing the carriage moving, Kelreth said to the young mage who was staring at Kiel.

"You'd better settle your own situation first!"

Rolling her eyes at Kyrryth, Gianna moved her eyes, stopped the carriage, turned her head to look out the window, and said.

Also looking out the window was Kelris, who sensed a rough protective rampart made of large sections of logs across the path, with logs scattered around on both sides, and several figures emerged from the oak trees around the carriage, gradually surrounding the carriage.

"That's fine!"

The corners of his mouth were cold, the middle-level mage took out his staff, his body gradually floated into the air, and slowly floated out of the carriage, and finally stopped on the roof of the carriage.

As soon as the field of vision widened, Kelreth saw the situation clearly, and behind the rough wooden barrier on the path, there were three men in ordinary linen clothes, looking at Kelrith floating in the air with a frightened expression, and among the three, only one barely adult male was holding an iron sword, and the other two half-sized men who were at most fifteen or sixteen years old were each holding a crude wooden spear.

On both sides of the carriage, the five figures that came out of the oak forest were all dressed in the same way, but they were all adults, although they also had a spear each, but they all pressed the iron spearhead, which was a little more advanced than the weapons of the two boys, and there was even a middle-aged man with a big beard who was wearing a decent leather armor, although the production was quite rough and it was entirely possible that it was a good look, but it was also a bit defensive.

"You... Is it the town's militia?" Seeing this group of "militants" who were a little more than the peasants, Kyrreth instantly lost his desire to draw people.

"You hyena nobles, you dare to come and get the attention of our Oak Town!

However, there will always be some people in this world who will consciously jump out to pump pig's feet as miscellaneous fish in accordance with the will of heaven, so in line with the role of Kelrith's wishes, the middle-level mage immediately happily gave this product a human immobilization technique, and the other party instantly turned into a humanoid sculpture, and the second half of the words naturally did not come out.

"George!"

It was one of the two boys behind the ramparts who spoke, and after being stopped by Kelreth, he also shocked the other townsfolk surrounding the carriage for a while. But there were exceptions, the only middle-aged bearded man in leather armor screamed wildly when he saw the boy who was as stiff as a sculpture, and rushed towards Kelrith with red eyes.

Wordlessly, touching his chin, Kyris held out a finger and pointed at the middle-aged bearded man who was about to touch the carriage.

"Baaa

A half-man-tall goat appears next to the carriage.