The return of the mayor set off a wave throughout the city.
Many nobles were reassured. In the days since the Delpon Knights left, many things had happened in the city that left them at a loss.
In particular, the Golden Sons' dominance, their "love" for the civilians, made all the nobles feel uncomfortable.
So they urgently needed a leader to stabilize the morale of the army and unite them.
Although John Junior was the future mayor, his current prestige and personal charisma were far inferior to John Senior's.
From the high Magic Tower, Roland watched the cavalry regiment return to the castle domineeringly and also watched the nobles greeting John Senior on the street in the distance with smiles.
He turned back to his desk and sat down. Vivian hadn't left yet.
Roland asked, "What kind of person is John Senior, the mayor?"
Vivian was happy to chat with Roland for a while. She sat down and told him everything she knew about John Senior.
John Senior was now about forty-seven years old and a professional Lancer. Because he was a professional, although he was nearly fifty years old, he looked just over thirty.
He was strong-willed and rarely backed down when he was in conflict with others.
In addition, because of his profession, John Senior was a cavalry supremacist.
In his opinion, knights were the strongest type of soldier, so he tried his best to cultivate cavalry. However, he was different from the other lords who preferred heavy cavalry. He chose the path of light cavalry. In addition to being equipped with a lance, he was also equipped with a one-handed sword, a crossbow, and some arrows as secondary weapons.
As for infantry and archers, in his view, they were more useful for defending a city and finishing touches during a siege.
As for how the cavalry would attack a city … Using the mobility of light cavalry, when the enemy advanced, they retreated, and when the enemy retreated, they harassed them, strategically surrounding the city and cutting off water and food supplies. In less than three months, any city would fall without being attacked.
This was John Senior's method of war.
Because he was one step ahead in the concept of war, he had never failed in foreign conquests, so he was quite famous in Hollevin.
And in Delpon, his will would be carried out quite well.
Hmm … sounds like a troublesome man.
Roland felt that after this John Senior returned, the four players who were still in Delpon might have some trouble.
In fact, Roland's intuition was correct.
After the triumphant banquet, it was already late at night.
But the castle was still brightly lit.
This time, John Senior still won the foreign war and brought back a lot of spoils of war, which meant that Delpon was rich again.
In the bedroom on the second floor, John Sr. sat on a chair in loose pajamas. John Junior bore an eighty percent resemblance to him, but John Senior was more mature.
John Junior, on the other hand, sat across from him, looking a little uncomfortable.
"I've heard the specifics." Old John took a sip of fruit wine and smiled: "You did very well. Against four undying Professionists, you managed to hold back your anger and didn't act rashly, very good"
John Junior was a little worried that his father would blame him for not being tough enough, but he didn't expect to be praised, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.
"So, how much do you know about the personalities of the four Golden Ones?"
"Betta has already left Delpon, so let's not talk about it for now. Roland is a spellcaster, a very typical spellcaster. He studies magic all day long, rarely seen out, and his personality tends to be kind-hearted. " After a pause, John Junior also took a sip of wine to moisten his mouth, then continued: "As for Hawk and Link, these two are quite barbaric and impulsive. I suspect that they are also of relatively low status among the Golden Sons, and when they were invited by me last time, the two of them clearly followed Roland's lead."
John Senior nodded.
John Junior continued: "As for Jett, the Priest of Life, he's about the same as Roland, staying in the Church of Life every day to pray and occasionally going to alms with the priests of the Church of Life. He's also a predictable person of action. It's just that the four of them are unusually united and difficult to break down one by one. "
John Senior held his glass, looked up at the ceiling, thought for a moment, and asked again, "Have you ever seen a female Golden Son?"
"Not at the moment," John Senior said slowly.
John Senior said slowly, "I'm wondering, if we have sex with a female Golden Son, will the offspring we give birth to be immortal as well?"
John Junior's expression froze, then turned to admiration. His father's perspective of consideration was indeed different from that of young people like him, and it was quite tricky.
The nobles valued bloodline inheritance very much and liked to optimize the family bloodline, so elves, foxmen, and succubi were all their favorites.
"If there are male Golden Sons, there must be female Golden Sons. Take a cavalry squad tomorrow, go to other cities, and find a way to get one or two female Golden Sons back, by any means necessary. "
John Junior was a little embarrassed. "They're undying, and it's troublesome to capture them."
"Then trick them, or smash them in the face with gold coins. Women are different from men, they're emotional and like shiny things, and as long as you put in some effort, you can always trick one or two."
John Junior stood up and expressed his thanks.
After his son left the bedroom, John Senior stood up, opened the desk drawer, and took out a piece of parchment he had just received.
The last time it was written: "After testing, the news that eating Golden Son meat can extend life is a rumor."
John Senior sighed softly. "Sure enough, eternal life isn't so easy, is it?"
Although John Senior had been out fighting before, he had heard a lot about the Golden Sons in the army.
He had also sent people to keep an eye out.
He had also thought about what kind of impact the arrival of the Golden Sons would have on the world.
But for now, it didn't seem to have much impact.
This was the reason why the Golden Sons hadn't fully infiltrated the world, and when they stayed longer and had more connections with the world and became stronger, they would be a force that was exaggerated enough to destroy a country.
So before that happened, they had to be separated.
Gender differentiation could be implemented as the first step.
According to intelligence, most of those female Golden Sons were quite interested in the life of the nobles and wanted to blend in.
And male Golden Sons were generally quite interested in female elves, beautiful female orcs, succubi, and other races.
They could act from this aspect.
Old John thought for a moment, took out a blank piece of parchment, and wrote down his thoughts. Then he shook the bell and said to the butler who came in, "Send this scroll to the capital and hand it over to His Majesty. It's of the highest priority."
The butler picked up the parchment and left the room, then went to the workshop on the first floor, carefully rolled up the parchment, stuffed it into a cylinder, and carefully sealed it with black paint.
Finally, the cylinder reached the hands of a family messenger.
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