The next evening, a large group of guests came to the manor of Maple Leaf Village in Keane territory.
There was a city and four villages in Keane territory, and each village had a manor. The manor was the property of the lord. If there was a knighthood in the village, it would be the mansion of the knight.
Maple Leaf Village had not yet been knighthood, and it was the property of Baron Keane. This manor belonged to Krieg Keane, who had not yet inherited the title. After his brothers passed away and he inherited the title, he moved to the city of Keane, and the manor was left empty.
Usually, there were not many people living in it, only a few farmers helped to watch the door and occasionally clean it. A few days ago, the baron sent a large group of people to tidy up the manor inside and out. The old doors and windows were replaced with new ones, the furniture was polished until it was bright, and even the floor was spotless. Even the flowers and trees in the manor were asked to be planted by mages who specialized in Nature magic, and they were adjusted to the flowering season.
For a time, the manor, which had been gradually abandoned, was immediately revitalized. Even the most picky person had to admit that it was completely worthy of the engagement ceremony of a baroness.
"Krieg? Keane is indeed a capable man! " Duruk stood on a small hill near the manor, looked at the beautiful manor, and said to his subordinates, "Look, in the blink of an eye, this manor has been cleaned up. This kind of efficiency, no matter where it is! "
"Yes, he is really amazing!"
"Unfortunately, he is dying." Duruk sighed with some regret, "If he could live for another eight or ten years, I would not dare to have any ideas about his sister, let alone try to annex his family. Even a wild wolf would dare to roar at a dying dragon. Although the folk proverb is vulgar, it is very reasonable! "
"Young master, you are too modest! You are not necessarily worse than him! "
"Haha, don't praise me like that, I know myself." Duruk laughed, "Of course I am also a capable man, but compared to him, I am far behind! Alas, if I had his ability, I would definitely be the heir to the Ritchie Family. Why would I do something like this which will definitely be talked about behind my back in the future? "
This time, his subordinates really didn't know how to respond.
After Duruk finished laughing, his gaze fell on a group of people who were quarreling with the guards at the entrance of the manor and wanted to barge in.
"These guys really lack self-awareness. Since Connor and I are here, there's nothing for them to do. What are they trying to do by making such a ruckus and scrambling to be the first? "
"Maybe they think they still have a chance." One of his subordinates said, "Isn't there a saying? Everyone who is about to die thinks that they can still be saved by a priest."
Duruk laughed and patted him on the shoulder. "You're right! Humans are all like this. Even if there's no hope at all, they will still want to struggle and fight for it. If not for the fact that everyone has this mentality, the profits that we merchants earn would definitely be greatly reduced. "
"Let's take this as an example. With these idiots leading the charge, I can watch the show from the back with peace of mind. In any case, no matter what benefits there are, we can't miss out on a share. "
At this time, on the road not far from the manor, Connor was feeding his mount.
His mount was a Lesser Dragon. Its stature was taller than a standing horse, its face was ferocious, its claws and fangs were full of murderous intent. This creature was completely different from the Swift Dragon that Leon had ridden in the past. It was not a "mount" in the general sense, but a kind of fierce beast, even close to the level of a magical beast. Being able to tame it and use it as a mount was proof of Connor's strength.
At this moment, the food he was feeding his mount was a living goat. The vicious beast, which did not have a head or a chew, bit the goat and held it down with one claw. With a swing of its head, it tore the goat into two halves, drenching it in blood.
"Good boy! You're really enjoying eating! " Connor's face was full of smiles. He patted his mount's shoulder and said with a smile, "Unfortunately, this is not my territory, so it's not convenient to get some snacks. Don't worry, when I annex this territory, I'll give you snacks every day!"
His subordinates had long been used to this kind of scene. None of them were surprised and did not show the slightest bit of emotion.
After a while, the Lesser Dragon had almost eaten the entire goat, leaving only bits and pieces of fur, hooves, and horns. It was disdainful of these and kicked them away. It raised its head and roared, indicating for its master to set off.
Connor laughed heartily and jumped onto the Lesser Dragon's back. With a single order, the long group of people set off, leaving behind only a mess on the ground.
After a while, Lafleur brought two elite scouts to the place where the Lesser Dragon had just eaten the goat.
One of the scouts noticed the remains of the goat and the bloodstains on the ground. He hurriedly jumped off his horse and used his finger to touch a bit of the bloodstain that was relatively far away from the remains of the goat. After smelling it and licking it, his grave expression relaxed a bit.
"It's not human blood," he said. "I'm not sure what kind of blood it is, but it's not human blood. It's probably … all that unlucky goat's. "
"It's good that it's not human blood." Lafleur also let out a sigh of relief. "That damned bastard wolf! He killed someone before, and he actually fed the heart and liver to his Lesser Dragon — he's simply insane! "
"I've heard a rumor that his mount especially likes to eat the hearts and livers of living people. He also often kills people to take their hearts and livers to feed it, and he even calls it 'snacks' …" the other scout said.
Lafleur's expression turned a bit ugly, and he shouted angrily, "Don't spread rumors! Did you see it with your own eyes? Did you hear it with your own ears? Even if it's true, don't talk nonsense. I just had a meal! "
The two scouts both laughed. The scout who had previously checked the bloodstains took out the folding shovel invented by Crick, shoveled the scattered flesh and blood to the side of the road, and covered it with some soil. Only then did he put away the shovel and return to his horse.
"Boss, do we continue to chase?" he asked.
Lafleur looked at the sky and nodded. "Continue to chase, but remember to keep a distance. We're not going to fight with that bastard. "
His subordinates nodded, and the group continued to move forward along the road.
At this time, the gate of the manor was already in a mess. At least a dozen groups of suitors had arrived one after another. Including the subordinates, the total number was probably more than a hundred. They were clamoring to go in, and even though a few guards tried to stop them, it was of no use.
If it weren't for the fact that they still had scruples about angering Crick. If it weren't for Keane's words, the guards would have been forcibly pushed away by now and they would have broken into the manor.
Then, Connor came.
Looking at the messy scene here, he couldn't help but laugh contemptuously. After laughing, he didn't negotiate with the guards, nor did he greet the other suitors, but directly patted the head of his mount and said, "Let's go!"
The colossal Lesser Dragon immediately strode into the manor. It completely ignored the people on the road, and ignored the guards who tried to stop it, and went straight into the manor.
Because it was too crowded here, it directly trampled over the crowd to get in. At least three or four people were trampled by it, and fell to the ground, crying in pain.
The companions of those people were shocked and wanted to curse, but they didn't dare to, so they hurriedly dragged their companions to the side of the road. Meanwhile, the other suitors were also intimidated by Connor's unreasonable and ferocious aura. They obediently moved out of the way, allowing his subordinates to follow closely behind as they swaggered into the manor.
In this way, the guards' efforts were in vain. After Connor and his party went in, the other suitors also swarmed up, broke in directly, and went straight to the manor hall.
On the distant hill, Duruk nodded and said to his subordinates, "Well, let's go and join in the fun."
So everyone got on their horses and marched toward the manor.
"By the way, Young Master, when the time comes … how do we negotiate with Connor?" asked a capable subordinate.
Duruk smiled slightly, and his face, which was as fat as a pig, showed a strong murderous intent.
"Negotiate? What's there to negotiate with that wolf? When the time comes, you listen to my secret signal and directly shoot him with poisoned crossbows, and this matter will be over. "
"Ah?! He's the prince of the Duchy of Griffon! "
"What are you afraid of? There are so many people there. Isn't it easy to find some scapegoats? " Duruk was dismissive. "Just take this opportunity to knock the Keane family on the head, so that they can recognize the situation."
"This territory, known as the Thunderbolt Pearl, is already ours from now on!"
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