People in this chapter: (Sercius Thor), (Hatheron), (Dylan Norma).

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Chapter 025: (Game of Thrones)

The sky began to dimly glow, looking like a twisted, damp pale blue canvas.

Smoke rises from the rooftops of Tosdel Town, giving the sky a layer of pearl color.

After Sertius had breakfast, he watched Hatheron train the strong Bryan men in the square. With a little training, these dark-skinned, tall Bryan men were able to become qualified soldiers.

"Master," Hatheron said confidently in front of the freelancers. "It won't be long before you'll have a strong garrison. ”

Sercius shook his head. "This is not enough, even the strongest and most brave soldiers are no match for an enemy dozens of times their own. ”

The Freelancers could not deny that his loyal servant, Hatheron, was able to train him a disciplined army that would be large enough to withstand any of the Nord lords' armies when the Nords to the north attacked.

"Then let that dead fat man buy more from the slave traders...... The Bryan people are back. Hatheron suggested. The Nords almost uttered the word slave, and Sercius forbade anyone to treat any of these Bryan slaves as a soldier.

"Early to-morrow morning," Sercius told his servant. "Mr. Manid would lead a caravan to the port of Paraven to buy the Bryan from the slave traders. ”

"What else is there to worry about, master?" asked Hatheron. "Is it because of the messenger last night?"

Sercius said, "Busy with your going, don't ask around." ”

"Yes, master. The Nords responded respectfully.

On the continent of Calradia, the Nords are recognized as the strongest race of all countries, followed by the Vigians who live in the snowy plains, then the Kugit of the eastern steppes and the Salanders of the southern desert, and the worst are the Rhodoks and Swadiaans, who are of paramount physique.

But even the strongest Nords are inferior to these Bryan men in terms of height and strength. Hatheron is a good example of this, he is not as big as any of the Bryan people in the square.

The Bryans, who were a slave race on the Western Continent, were called black slaves by the orcs, the rulers there. These hard-working, able-bodied Brians performed the hardest and most tiring manual work under the rule of the murderous orcs, and were even sold as slaves throughout the world.

The Bryan people were generally transported by slave traders to the northernmost Sultanate of Salander, and few slave ships were found in the kingdom of Swadia or in the ports of other countries. Mainly because slavery has long since been abolished.

The Brian were trafficked to the Salander region by slave traders and then organized into mercenaries by the Sultans. And the Mamluks, known as the 'Blade of Allah' on the continent of Calradia, are mostly Brians.

The original meaning of 'Mamluk' was 'slave'. In the desert, the best of those slaves, the heavy cavalry of the most skilled slave scimitars, were on par with the invincible Swadian knights.

Although Sertius would not be punished or reprimanded by King Haraus for buying these slaves, some other nobles would mock or despise him behind his back. Some lords who are in dire need of soldiers to defend their territory will choose to follow suit.

The king's laws, to be more precise, were made for merchants and peasants, and most of the time did not govern the behavior of nobles and knights. And Sercius, as a knight canonized by King Haraus himself, can naturally break this rule.

War is approaching, and his small territory is in dire need of soldiers to defend the town for him. For him, the Bryan people are the best choice, as long as they promise to give them back their freedom when they have done enough military deeds, they will do whatever it takes to fight for you.

"Brian," Viscount Norma chuckled as he appeared beside the freelancer. "I didn't expect Your Excellency to have already planned for a rainy day. ”

"Mistress Norma laughed," Sercius turned and shrugged with a smile. "In this troubled era, if a lord doesn't have enough strength to back him up, I'm afraid that sooner or later he will become the fruit of others. ”

Your Excellency is right, but not entirely. Viscount Norma reminded the other party. "A lord's strength is always weak, and he is still vulnerable in front of the five major families, and if he wants not to be eaten by others, he must be attached to a powerful force. ”

"But if this lord is on the wrong side," Sercius emphasized. "The result will also be devoured by others. ”

There are countless examples of this, the Romans family and the Ottion family were forcibly deprived of their titles and family territories on trumped-up charges by King Haraus after they ascended the throne because they strongly opposed the accession of Count Haraus to the throne.

For all this hard-won everything, the freelancers don't want to repeat the mistakes of these two families. What's more, his knighthood and this territory were given to him by this king, and if he chose to join the camp against the king, he would probably be shamed and ridiculed by many nobles.

"Lord Sercius," Viscount Norma said suddenly. "I've heard that your relationship with Duke Michod is somewhat unpleasant, presumably because you released the captured Nord soldiers at Fort Rebolet. ”

This brief conversation made the Queen's messenger realize that the other party had not yet made up his mind. But Viscount Norma was not willing to leave like this, any lord with a fief was the object of their hard work, and only by strengthening the strength of the existing side could they weaken the enemy.

Sercius was taken aback at first, then said with a smile, "Lord Norma's news is really well-informed. ”

"I don't mean anything else by that. Viscount Norma said. "I just want to remind you that Count Michod, as King Harlaus's most loyal supporter, is in danger of being disloyal to the king if he thinks that anyone is acting suspiciously and is likely to be disloyal to the king. ”

"Thank you for the reminder, I'll take that to heart. "He hadn't slept all night last night, and now he looks a little tired. He was haunted by the lingering nightmare, and he was also haunted by the events of last night.

Viscount Norma continued: "Recently, the Kujit in the east have gathered a heavy army in the area of Halma and Lana, and the leader of the steppe wolves, Saiga Khan, intends to take advantage of the king's army to conquer Rhodok in the south, and wants to lead his wolf cubs to gnaw a piece of fat in the Dehrim region. ”

"I already heard this a few days ago," the freelancer said with a wry smile. "I only hope that the Virginians of the Northeast Snow Plains will be able to fight with the Kugit for that castle, so that the Steppewolf King will have to mobilize a heavy army to confront the Virginians. ”

"The Virgians will not really fight the Kuts because of a small city, let alone a small border city, which cannot change the plan of the Saiga Khan. Viscount Norma said. "I'm afraid it won't be long before Your Excellency receives a requisition order from Duke Michod. ”

Sercius also thought about this possibility. He guessed that Duke Michod would make it clear in his requisition order that he would gather the soldiers in his territory and prepare all kinds of materials to be transported to the front. If he disobeys, he can justifiably condemn himself in the name of the king.

If he followed the orders of the requisition, then if the Nord bandits in the north took advantage of the fire to loot, then I am afraid that [Tosdel Town] would bear the brunt of the raids of the Nords, and at that time he led his soldiers to fight the Kugit in the east.

"Lord Norma, I have to commend you for your means. Sercius said bluntly. "You have said so much to me just to tell me that even if I were on the side of King Haraus, the hand of the king, Duke Michod, would still regard me as a potential enemy. ”

"Maybe it's because he sees your hidden ambitions and desires for power," Viscount Norma said with a joking tone. "Michaud fears that in the near future, you will take his place as the master of the Dehrim region. ”

"Adults are really joking," Sercius laughed at the end. "I am just a foreigner from the huge island of Dabaran, and I am content to be canonized as a knight by His Majesty and rewarded with a piece of territory. ”

"Maybe it will be true in the near future?" said Viscount Norma, continuing tentatively. "It is not impossible to get everything with your mind and ability, but you just lack an opportunity and a strong backing. ”

"I have no illusion of being the master of the entire Dehrim region," Sercius responded. "I'm just thinking about how to hold on to this territory, how to survive in this troubled world. ”

"Are you really going to settle for the status quo?" questioned the Queen's messenger. "Are you really willing to spend the rest of your life guarding this border town? ”

"Master Norma has already answered for me, and it seems that you won't believe what I say. Sercius smiled impatiently.

Master Norma suddenly asked, "In the territory of the Svadia Kingdom, there are not thousands of knight lords like you, I'm afraid there are hundreds, right?"

Sertius didn't understand what the other party meant, he hesitated for a moment, and then responded: "I don't know about this, I'm afraid even our king can't be sure how many knight lords there are in his country." ”

A baron has between twenty and fifty knights under his command, but very few of these knights can own fiefdoms. Mainly due to the limited size of the baron's domain, there was not enough land to divide among his loyal knights, most of whom received a certain amount of salary.

But a count lord is different, his territory is about ten times the size of a baron lord, and his territory is enough to support thousands of knights. As the five nobles of the Swadia Kingdom, their lands may support an army of knights with a size of more than 5,000 people.

Many of the most accomplished knights in the three major knighthoods would receive a piece of land from their feudal lord as a reward, so much so that even the court statisticians could not count how many knight lords with fiefs there were in the kingdom of Svadia.

"I'll tell you the exact number right now, there are 375 people in total. Viscount Norma replied with a serious face. "I don't think any of them will be satisfied with the status quo, not even our king, and human ambitions and desires will never be satisfied. ”

"My lord, I really admire your great powers and your eloquence. Sercius said with some surprise. "Presumably there is no inside information in Svadia that you don't know, right?"

"Whatever you want, I can tell you. Viscount Norma replied confidently. The grooms, cooks, servants, and even the ** of the soldiers and nobles in the noble castles all over the Swadia Kingdom may have been his cronies.

"In that case, please tell me about the Harungus family," Sercius said bluntly. "I wonder which side Duke Ed will be on in this Game of Thrones?" in his eyes, the most important question so far.

Viscount Norma clearly understood what the other party was worried about. "Your Excellency don't have to worry about the Harungos family in the Southern Province and the Knights of Sanction," he assured. "Duke Ed will never be able to hinder Princess Isona's restoration in any way. ”

The assurances of the other party made Sercius disagree. Duke Ed Harungus is also a supporter of the Kingdom of Swadia, and although the Proud Black Eagle does not support the Blood Lion, he wants the Kingdom of Swadia to remain intact at all times.

"But if Duke Ed is on the king's side," Sercius pointed out in a sharp tone. "Then this battle for power, Your Majesty the Queen and Prince Craggs will not be able to win at all. ”

"If you're worried about the Harungos, all I can tell you is that you're in control. ”

"I remember in a famous book, there was a passage: 'In Game of Thrones, if you don't win, there is only a dead end, there is no middle ground.'" Sercius asked sharply again. "Will the arrogant Black Eagle be stupid and choose to die?"

"He had no choice but to go down the road to death. Viscount Norma's tone was firm.

Sercius frowned and thought for a moment, then he threw out a question: "Is he sick? and very sick?"

"You're smart enough to make you guess so quickly. ”

"What about you?" Sercius asked with sudden curiosity. "What do you want in this game?"

"You'll know!" said Viscount Norma, chuckling. "At the end of the sentence, I also quote an aphorism from a famous book: Participate in Game of Thrones, and the end is either win or die. There is no other option. ”

"Then I'll have to be the winner!" Sercius responded.

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