Knight Lund's eagle-eyed eyes were fixed on the castle three miles away.

Beside him stood an elf, who was now on a hillside, and according to unreliable sources, an elven slave was imprisoned in the castle three miles away.

It has been more than half a month since they came to this territory, and the country they are in now is not the Kingdom of Kolo or the Kingdom of Kurt.

The Commonwealth of Mercantile Morer is a very peculiar country, after the death of each generation of kings, the next king is selected by the noble council, as long as the nobles with a long family history are likely to get the scepter and wear the crown.

Of course, although this is advertised, in fact, everyone knows that only those who come from large noble families can become kings.

It was also the nature of the merchants, and even though many nobles were more hypocritical than they were, in reality, the nobles did not like to make promises that could never be fulfilled.

However, even so, the country is far more peculiar than the other countries on the continent of Slo Mendes, because their royal family is 'rotating', and although the previous king had the power to recommend a candidate for the king before his death, their candidates were generally their sons or nephews, and in any case had direct relatives with them.

The people of the noble council are not stupid, and they will definitely not let the people of their family be re-elected.

Even if the man recommended by the king did have good talents, the nobles liked to put a 'fool' in that position in the midst of mutual suspicion.

As a result, the country originated from a fundamental erosion that radiated from the royal capital to every part of the country.

Merchants are still merchants even after they become nobles, this is their nature, and this is the common nature of the aristocracy of the whole country.

As a result, the country also has the third highest number of elven slaves, after the Ogordon Empire and the Kurkut Empire.

The elves have lived in the Duchy of Sorrow all winter, and during these days, they are not simply enjoying that new life.

They had already guessed the possibility of acting together with humans, so they learned the 'lingua franca of humanity' early.

"How much longer?" asked Knight Lund without looking back.

He was already a little impatient, although he was not an elf, and if he were to assist the elves in attacking the castles of the human nobles, he might be called a 'human spy'.

But, he doesn't care!

It was enough for him to complete his mission, and he didn't have the slightest psychological burden to attack the castles of other nobles, and from the moment the mage nobles of the Grim Wind Leader didn't regard them as humans, they didn't think they could be considered humans.

If the 'humans' themselves have pushed them away, why do they have to put their faces on them?

Just for the identity of a human being? Is that noble?

This kind of mentality is prevalent among the knights of the Duchy of Sorrow, because they are literate and have had a lot of contact with the nobles, who have long been tired of their attitude towards them, so why should they cling to the identity of a 'human'!

However, even if those nobles regarded them as human beings, it did not prevent him from continuing to do so, because he was a soldier, and as long as the orders from above did not touch the bottom line, then he only had to obey the orders!

“...... Three days!" After a moment of thought, the elf standing beside the Lund Knight replied in a stiff lingua franca.

Knight Lund frowned, because they still needed to wait for the others to take place, so they couldn't act right away, and they needed to continue to wait.

Knight Lund frowned, he didn't see the elves behind him flickering in their eyes.

“...... Is that really possible?"

The elf behind him suddenly asked, and Knight Lund turned his head in surprise and looked at the elf.

The elf's face was complicated, his brows were worried, and he didn't wait for Knight Lund's answer, paused, and said: "You are not obliged to help us do this-even if your principality wants to form an alliance with our elves, but if there are only two of us, can we capture a nobleman's castle? This is sending us to death!"

After listening to what the elf said, Knight Lund suddenly smiled.

He sneered and asked rhetorically, "The maid master had already made a detailed plan at the beginning! You lived in Wende City for a winter, do you think she is a reckless person?"

Without thinking, the elf shook his head, "No! I admire her, she is a human with supreme intelligence and noble character!"

"Are you underestimating me, then?" asked Knight Lund again.

"Nope. The elf shook his head again.

"Isn't that what it is?" Knight Lund sneered, "Maybe it's because you first came into contact with human society when you came into contact with our principality, so you misjudged the strength of the human race, in fact, if our negotiations break down later, when you want to attack, you will find that that family can't even take three extraordinary powerhouses." A truly powerful family will have a truly strong person to deal with!"

"You know, just on this continent, there are far more than forty-three families with elven slaves, even if we move quickly, how many can we save at most? more than fifty? or more than sixty?"

"Although the head maid didn't say anything, according to my guess, our Grand Duke would have set off from the territory by now!"

Knight Lund grinned suddenly, "In three days, we will be in the world's attention—with a thunderbolt, so that everyone knows what power we have." ”

The elf's brow furrowed, and after listening to the knight's words, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it......

After pondering for a moment, the elf's heart suddenly jumped, and his mouth suddenly became dry.

"But that's ...... Aren't you the enemy of the world?" the elf asked in shock.

Knight Lund glanced at him and asked with a strange expression, "You came out with me, passing through many countries and cities along the way, what do you think of those places compared to our principality and Wende City?"

Knight Lund seemed to deliberately divert the topic, but thinking that there might be some connection, the elf thought for a moment and replied, "Your principality and Wende City are incomparable to other places!"

"Then why do you think our Duchy and Winde City have been able to surpass the rest of the city in just three years?" Knight Lund then asked.

The elf thought for a moment and guessed with some uncertainty, "Because of Serena's head maid and the Church of Wealth...... Is it?"

"Wrong because the 'system' ......"

Knight Lund said faintly: "Have you not noticed that the countries and cities we pass through are different from our principality? Because of the problem of the 'political system', our principality has long been the enemy of the whole world, but the nobles have not yet attacked. ”

"The power of the nobility is concentrated in the hands of a single government, and this system threatens the existence of the nobility just by appearing, not to mention the fact that our principality is still developing so fast, and the wealth of the commoners is beyond the reach of the commoners of other countries. This shows that nobility is not necessary, and even that without nobility, people may be better off...... You say, what's the difference between us and the enemy of the whole world?"

Before the elves could recover from the shock, Knight Lund sneered: "No! Since we have already been the enemy of the whole world, it is better to 'strike first' and take them by surprise." As long as we beat some of them and let them see the consequences and the power we have, they will not dare to provoke us!"

With a mournful wind in his eyes, the Lund Knight turned his head to look at the castle and licked his somewhat dry lips.

"It's only three days, and we can afford to wait......"