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Chapter 925

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Before dawn, a slightly childish shout sounded from a balcony of Unicorn Castle. The servants who got up early knew that it was the young Viscount Ante practicing his swordsmanship again. This little Sir was no less diligent in practicing his swordsmanship than the commander of the Unicorn Legion, Baron. At first, Baron only came to the castle to teach Little Sir swordsmanship every three or five days. Later, he simply practiced swordsmanship with Ante in the castle every morning.

The servants in the castle had a good impression of this little Sir, who still had a hint of youth on his face. Most of the time, Ante was more like a shy big boy. Only when he brandished his sword did he gradually reveal a bit of heroic spirit. He was like a piece of jade that needed to be constantly carved. Only by practicing swordsmanship could he remove the stone clothing and gradually reveal his sharpness.

The two swords met and collided in the air. A long sword on the left drew a small half circle and twisted with its strength, sending the other sword flying. Ante smiled bitterly and shook his wrist. He trotted a few steps to pick up the sword and said to Baron, "Again."

Half an hour later, the youth was finally exhausted and his clothes were wet with sweat. The butler kindly brought hot drinks and cloaks so that the young master wouldn't catch a cold. Guild Leader Baron's upper body was bare, and his muscles bulged, causing Ante to be envious. He drank a cup of hot milk and looked at Baron and sighed, "When will I have a figure like Commander Baron?"

Baron laughed and said, "What's so good about being as rude as us martial artists? Besides, combat strength is not determined by muscles. Lord Ante, Origin Energy is the only criterion for determining combat strength. "

Ante's expression darkened.

Baron wished he could slap himself in the face. He apologized, "My lord, you're still young. You still have a chance to ignite the fire seed."

"But the chances are slim, aren't they?" Ante held his chin and smiled bitterly, "When my father was still here, he said that my potential was not good. If I can't ignite the fire seed before I reach adulthood, I won't be able to obtain Origin Energy in my life. Commander Baron, I'm not young anymore. I'm afraid I don't have a chance, right? "

Baron was a rough man, and he didn't know how to comfort him for a moment. He could only stand there in a daze.

Ante added, "Lord Allen, he's very young. How old do you think he was? "

Baron pondered for a moment and said, "Sir Allen is indeed a young expert. If it doesn't make sense, he should have already obtained Origin Energy around the age of ten, right?"

"I really can't compare to him."

The steward said softly from behind, "My Lord, governing a territory isn't just about military force. Baron Hungry Wolf is an example. Sir Duruf is the best in martial arts, but look at how barren his territory was before Lord Allen took it over. "

Ante nodded and said, "I heard that the Hungry Wolf Territory has improved in the past six months."

"Yes, my lord. The Hungry Wolf Territory was now vigorously developing agriculture, and Lord Allen had exempted them from taxes for three years, as well as other policies to benefit the people, causing the territory to develop rapidly. Now, everyone is saying that it can no longer be called the Hungry Wolf Territory, but the Fat Sheep Territory. "The butler chuckled.

Baron laughed out loud.

Ante couldn't laugh. He said softly, "Baron Oz, I heard he's about the same age as me?"

"Two years younger than you."

"Is that so? Then do you think he intends to avenge his father? "

The balcony was already cold, and this sentence made the temperature drop by two points. The butler sighed, "I don't think so. Baron Oz is not old, and Sir Duruf is not a good father." I think the little baron might have little or no intention of avenging his father. Coupled with the fact that the people in the territory are living a more stable life than before because of Lord Allen, I'm afraid even if Sir Oz had the heart, they wouldn't do it. "

"What about us?" Ante raised his head and looked at the butler and Baron. "If I want to fight against Allen, will everyone support me?"

The butler and Baron looked at each other.

Ante narrowed his eyes and said, "Even you guys have fallen to Ellen? Go to the murderer who killed my father! Oz is young, he doesn't understand. But I'm different. My father, your Sir Daniel, died at the hands of Lord Allen. Could it be that this hatred can be hidden in my heart for the rest of my life? "

Baron's chest rose and fell as he wanted to say something. Suddenly, the butler cast a stern gaze. The Guild Leader hesitated for a moment before lowering his head.

The atmosphere froze.

The butler smiled bitterly and said, "If Lord Ante was just a child of an ordinary family, then I could understand if he wanted revenge." But my lord, you are now the master of this territory. Every decision you make concerns the life and death of every citizen in the territory. You are the master, so there is naturally no objection to any decision you make. I just want to remind you that. If you want revenge, you have to be cautious and cautious. "

"After all, we are too close to Sir Allen, so close that if we find out that we have any malicious intentions. In just one day and night, they will be able to reach the city. "

Ante smashed the cup.

"You guys go down first. I want to be alone." The boy said.

The butler and the Guild Leader quietly left, leaving only two young maids to take care of Ante. Entering the corridor of the castle, Baron suddenly said, "Why did you stop me?"

The butler raised his head and whispered, "Otherwise, let you encourage the lord to take revenge? Baron, think about it. It was Lord Daniel who took the initiative to provoke that war. After that, he was killed by Sir Allen. Lord Ante wanted revenge, but his position was simply untenable. Don't you know the rules of the game between these big shots in the empire? It was fine to take the initiative to start a war, or to kill a lord. As long as there was a reasonable excuse afterwards, the empire would not make too much of a fuss in this regard. After all, the territory is not owned by the empire. It's just a change of owner. "

"But I took the initiative to ask for a battle, but I lost. Moreover, they did not annex your territory, and even allied with you regardless of past enmity. During this period, they even helped you resist the infiltration of other lords' forces several times. Under such a premise, how many people do you think our Lord Ante will be able to raise the flag of revenge? I can tell you clearly, very few. At that time, the citizens would even see Lord Ante as a selfish lord who wanted to use force against a friendly and powerful neighbor for his own personal vendetta. If it were you, what would you choose? "

Baron was speechless.

The butler answered for him, "You'll probably run to that neighbor instead of Lord Ante's flag. Then tell me, should I stop you or not. Otherwise, Lord Ante might be forced to fall into the infamy of being a traitor because of your impulse. At that time, there won't even be a small shelter left! "

A dry cough sounded from behind them.

The two of them hurriedly turned around. It turned out to be Ante. He looked at the butler and looked at Baron. He sighed and smiled bitterly, "This is the last time I mention revenge. I will never mention it again. Unless I can be stronger than Allen, I will only drag everyone down. "

The butler knelt down and said, "Please punish me, my lord."

"Why? You're not wrong. It's just that I was wrong. " Ante waved his hand and told the butler to get up, "I'll have to rely on you to remind me more in the future, and Guild Leader Baron. Although you didn't say what was on your mind, I saw what you looked like just now. I'm glad Father left behind such a loyal subordinate like you. "

Baron's blood surged as he knelt down and shouted, "Baron is just a rough man, but as long as Lord says a word, Baron is willing to die for Lord even if it's a mountain of knives and a sea of flames!"

Ante exhaled, shook his head and smiled, "What are you dying for? I want everyone to live well."

At this moment, a guard trotted over, whispered a few words in the butler's ear, and retreated. The butler raised his head and said, "I just received news that Lord Allen has returned. Besides, he's in Trisen Town right now. He wants to see you? My lord, if you don't want to go, I can replace you … "

"No, I'll go." Ante shook his head.

A moment later, a carriage left Unicorn Castle. Ante changed into casual clothes and brought the butler and Baron with him. In order not to be too ostentatious, the three of them dressed as ordinary people. The butler didn't need to change his clothes, while Baron took off his armor, put on a suit of strength, and brought his usual longsword, just like an ordinary adventurer. The carriage stopped outside Trisen Town, and the three of them walked into the town.

That day, the old butler died tragically in the Elk Bar in this small town. After that, Ante scraped the town three feet, but he couldn't find the murderer. In the end, he could only let it go. This time, the place where Allen met was still the bar. After the tragedy, the owner of the bar did not want to take it out. Now that the bar had a new owner, it had been renovated and expanded, and business was not bad.

When the three of them arrived at the Elk Bar, the bar had just opened, but there were pitifully few guests. Apart from a drunkard who had stayed up all night last night, there were only two men sitting at the bar. One of the black-haired men was chatting casually with a beautiful young female bartender. As they walked in, another hooded man turned around and smiled brightly when he saw Ante.

In a quiet private room, Ante looked at the man who had disappeared for half a year. He was still the same, but there were some slight changes. For example, his eyes had become deeper. The heavy saber he used to use had also been replaced by a seemingly ordinary long saber. However, the long saber was casually placed on the table, but Ante didn't dare to approach it easily.

It was purely an intuition.

Allen smiled and put Gojoseon beside him. "You haven't lit the fire yet, but you feel the threat of Gojoseon. Looks like you're the kind of person who's born with a keen intuition, Ante. Use it well. Even if you can't use it in battle, you'll have a powerful advantage over others when it comes to dealing with people. "

Ante finally sat down, but he subconsciously stayed away from Gojoseon. He looked at the familiar and unfamiliar man in front of him and said, "What can I do for Lord Allen?"

"I just wanted to see you and see if you're still thinking about revenge." Allen smiled and said, "I heard from Edward that you and Lance worked together once. Fortunately, you stopped at the edge of the cliff and didn't make a mistake to the end. "

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