The boat slowly sailed towards the shore. Marquis García's eyes were deep as he could already see the figure of the cavalry on the shore.
Although Marquis García's complexion was still as calm as before, Colin could still see the other party's clenched fists.
In order to ease the current awkward atmosphere, Colin took the initiative to talk about the changes that had happened in the Northern Frontier in the past six months.
Marquis García listened silently without any reaction.
It wasn't until Colin had finished speaking that he commented faintly.
"You did a good job!"
Colin couldn't help but stick out his chest, as if he was a student who had been praised by his teacher.
But then, Marquis García's next sentence made him fall from the clouds:
"Her Majesty is pregnant with your child, right?"
Colin immediately stiffened. He felt as if he had been caught red-handed by his father-in-law.
For a moment, he didn't know whether to tell a lie or to admit it honestly.
Fortunately, Queen Aisha whispered: "Your Excellency Marquis, I am pregnant with the child of the Miller family."
Marquis García understood the meaning of the queen's words. This child would not become Colin's heir, and she would never threaten Vera's position.
Therefore, Marquis García once again looked at the other side of the shore and no longer spoke.
Colin heaved a sigh of relief.
However, he also reacted. In the culture of this world, the existence of aristocratic lovers was very tolerant. Most of the aristocrats had lovers and illegitimate children.
Of course, the premise was that she would not threaten the position of the main wife.
Otherwise, Marquis García would not let Queen Aisha go so easily.
Colin turned his head and quietly gave Queen Aisha a thumbs up.
Queen Aisha responded with a charming smile.
Seeing that Marquis García did not have any desire to talk, and his whole body was exuding an isolated and indifferent aura, Colin did not dare to disturb him too much. He went to Queen Aisha's side and whispered:
"Have you already decided on the candidate for the city lord of Alfalfa City?"
"Yes." Queen Aisha nodded. She understood that Colin remembered what the Earl Of Avon had said before he left. She then explained, "He shouldn't be a descendant of the House of St. Theon."
"Oh? Why are you so sure? "
Queen Aisha nodded and said a name that Colin was familiar with, "Ron Lute."
"Someone from the Lu Te family?" Colin remembered that the half-elf Queen Consort before Aisha was from the Lute Family, and the Duke Of Lute was the commander of the Silvermoon Guard.
However, under the instigation of Sith Savoy, this person started a coup d 'état. Of course, it was mercilessly extinguished in the end.
As a result, the Lute Family was stripped of their title and land by Queen Aisha, and they were banished from Silvermoon City.
"Yes." Queen Aisha explained, "This Ron is the nephew of the Duke Of Lute. He is a third-rank knight and has some talent. He has gathered a group of people from the Lute Family around him.
Therefore, I gave him this opportunity. I promised that as long as he could secure the position of the city lord of Alfalfa City, I would confer this place to the Lute Family and give them a corresponding title. "
Colin nodded and agreed with Queen Aisha's decision.
First of all, since this Ron had a name and a surname, and his background could be investigated, then he couldn't be a descendant of the House of St. Theon.
Moreover, as a former top family of the half-elves, Ron's ability, connections, and prestige were all guaranteed. It was better than having a fugitive as the city lord.
"Tell him to pay attention to whether there are any suspicious people."
"I know."
After Colin gave a simple explanation, he didn't say anything else.
At present, he didn't have the time to play hide and seek with the descendant of the House of St. Theon in Alfalfa City. He didn't even have the time to care about the ownership of this city.
His top priority was to return to the Northern Frontier as soon as possible and take Vera to Imperial Dragon City to meet Emperor Reinhardt. He wanted to completely finalize the succession of the Dukes Of The North.
After that, he would be able to free up his hands and solve these messy problems.
However, he really didn't pay attention to the descendant of the House of St. Theon. After all, even Mr. Luo was dead. What could the House of St. Theon do?
Moreover, Colin also suspected that the descendant of the House of St. Theon didn't exist at all. Could it be that the Earl Of Avon deliberately scattered a smoke bomb?
While his thoughts were running wild, the boat slowly approached the shore.
Before Marquis García got off the boat, he saw the Black Cavalry kneeling on the shore.
Knight Roger yelled at the top of his voice.
"The Black Cavalry welcomes the return of Lord Marquis!"
"The Black Cavalry welcomes the return of Lord Marquis!"
…
The voices of the nearly ten thousand Black Cavalry soldiers resounded through the Nu River, and a somber atmosphere began to slowly gather.
Colin silently looked at the scene in front of him with deep eyes.
He had no doubt that as long as Marquis García gave the order, the Black Cavalry would immediately cross the river to avenge him.
They didn't even care if the Northern Frontier could support another war at this time, and they didn't care if the ten thousand Black Cavalry soldiers could sweep the Eastern Region.
Where one person pointed, the whole army would follow!
This was the prestige of Marquis García in the Black Cavalry.
Even if Colin had already led this army to several great victories, even if Knight Roger had already led the Black Cavalry soldiers to swear allegiance to Colin under the command of Marquis García, he still couldn't erase the imprint that Marquis García had firmly engraved in the souls of this army.
At this time, Colin couldn't help but worry that the Black Cavalry would leave him.
Marquis García's deep eyes slowly swept across the Black Cavalry soldiers on the shore. Everywhere he looked, every Black Cavalry soldier couldn't help but straighten their chests, accepting the inspection of the person they believed in.
Perhaps it was because they saw Marquis García's white hair and the walking stick in his hand, but the breathing of the Black Cavalry soldiers gradually became heavier, and their eyes seemed to have flames dancing.
The northern wind whimpered, and under the reflection of the setting sun, the River of Wrath looked like blood surging.
But just as this momentum rose to its peak, Marquis García suddenly opened his mouth.
"I don't have the qualifications to be your commander."
Knight Roger was just about to speak, but he was forced to retreat by Marquis García's cold gaze.
"I trusted the wrong person, which led to the crushing defeat in Shadow Canyon.
I was unwilling to accept the fact that I couldn't abide by the promise to live and die with the Black Cavalry.
I was also unable to see through the enemy's conspiracy, which led to the Northern Frontier falling into chaos and suffering!
I don't ask for your forgiveness, but I also don't have the face to lead you. "
Marquis García raised his finger and pointed at Colin, saying in a clear voice, "You need a new commander!"
Colin's heart was in turmoil. He turned his head and saw Marquis García's deep gaze.
In this gaze, there was guilt, relief, and ardent expectation.
Colin understood that Marquis García was officially handing over the Black Cavalry to him.
Although this was the scene he yearned for day and night, when it came to it, Colin was still moved. At the same time, he was also shocked by this heavy responsibility.
Marquis García smiled slightly, and his tone was full of encouragement, "From now on, the Black Cavalry will become history. Viscount Angley, give this army that belongs to you a new name. "
Colin's mind turned quickly, knowing that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he missed this opportunity, he didn't know when he would be able to truly subdue the strongest army in the Northern Frontier.
"Let's call it the Blood Cavalry." Colin said in a clear voice, "Originated from the Black Cavalry, reborn in blood, and will grow in the blood of the enemy!"
Marquis García whispered the name of the Blood Cavalry several times, with a satisfied smile on his face. Then, he slowly stepped back a few steps, highlighting Colin's position.
Colin also took the responsibility and said in a clear voice, "Blood Cavalry, listen to my order!"
Bang!
Knight Roger's left hand heavily hit the armor on his chest, and his eyes moved from Marquis García to Colin.
Then, a series of knocks resounded through the sky, converging into a unified voice.
The former Black Cavalry soldiers finally really accepted the change of their identity.
Colin's heart was surging, and he ordered, "Escort Marquis García back to the Northern Frontier!"
"Yes, Blood Cavalry!"
Colin stood on the bow of the ship with his head held high, accepting the cheers of the Blood Cavalry soldiers, and his heart was surging with incomparable heroism.
Behind him, Marquis García stared at Colin's tall and straight heroic figure. In a trance, he seemed to see himself 20 years ago.
The two men, one in front and one behind, one in high spirits, the other in bleak.
It seemed to mark the end of an old era and the beginning of a new era.
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