Fantasy Lord: Beginning with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 120 - 105: Great Knight, Farewell Emerson—Who Are You??_2

Chapter 120: Chapter 105: Great Knight, Farewell Emerson—Who Are You??_2

He first needs to deliver these supplies to the Habbs Commerce Association, and then he can proceed to the slave market to purchase slaves.

As for Thor, he began to procure some supplies with a few Official Knights.

A day quickly reached the evening.

The needed supplies were gradually procured.

Thor found himself with some free time and began to wander around Loren City.

Compared to the previous visits, Loren City was undoubtedly far more flourishing now.

Beneath the evening glow, the streets were crowded with people everywhere.

Among them were even quite a few Noble Lords.

The Pioneer Lords were all over the place, accompanied by their troops.

But under the twilight, there was hardly any expression of joy on these peoples’ faces, most carried a heavy look.

Thor walked along, observing.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the street.

A few others were walking as well.

Among them was Kolon Emerson from the Emerson Family.

The turmoil of the Northern Province.

The Minotaur was about to attack.

It shocked Kolon Emerson, and he immediately abandoned his territory and fled.

However, the Goddess of Life did not favor him.

While fleeing, he directly encountered a Tier Two Dogman Tribe, and his Knight Order suffered heavy losses, with one Great Knight even dying in battle.

In the end, only twenty to thirty Official Knights, along with the Great Knight Manel, managed to escape with him.

In their disarray.

They ended up losing their way in the forest.

It was only three days ago that they appeared in Loren City.

Upon arriving in Loren City, he couldn’t wait to find out the situation of his own territory.

If the Minotaurs hadn’t attacked, he was planning to return.

After all, abandoning the territory would require quite the ransom gold.

However, soon a piece of even worse news came through, declaring his territory as forsaken, and a new Lord had occupied his land.

And it happened to be a descendant of the Dressrosa Family, whom he detested.

This instantly filled him with fury.

He wanted to fight back.

He hadn’t even sought trouble with that descendant of Dressrosa, yet the latter had taken his land.

But soon, reality forced him to consider another matter, which was that if he didn’t pay the ransom gold shortly, his temporary nobility status was about to be revoked.

This made him panic.

He quickly had Manel write a letter to his father and mother.

To request assistance.

But the outcome wasn’t favorable either.

"Young Master Kolon, Lord Count has replied, saying that was the last support he would give, and if you cannot become a Baron, he won’t provide any more."

Manel hesitated as he spoke, his expression somewhat tense.

"Bastard!"

"Manel, didn’t you write a letter to my mother?"

"You know, losing the territory means if we can’t pay the ransom, we’ll lose the Pioneer Lord status, even the temporary nobility status won’t belong to me."

Kolon Emerson’s eyes immediately turned, glaring fiercely at the middle-aged man beside him.

Manel opened his mouth, at a loss for words for a moment.

He had indeed written the letter, but the issue was that last time, as the Pioneer Lord, the Countess had already given all her savings to Kolon.

It had only been half a year, how could there still be gold coins?

"Manel!~"

Kolon couldn’t help but speak.

"Young Master Kolon, Madam said to wait a little longer."

Manel responded softly after hearing Kolon’s words.

"Wait?"

"Manel, are you joking with me?"

"Today, Loren City has already revoked my temporary nobility status, within a month, if I don’t provide the ransom gold, I’ll lose it permanently."

Kolon exploded, unable to hold back his words.

"Young Master Kolon, but Madam had already given you all the gold coins earlier, there’s no more left."

Manel spoke with a bitter smile.

He naturally knew the character of his own young master.

The support needed for pioneering the territory, not to say all backed by the Countess, at least two-thirds were supported by the Countess.

Even though the Countess was of noble birth, her resources were also limited.

How could they possibly provide more?

"Impossible!"

"Impossible, there must be more!"

"Manel, I’ll write the letter myself."

Kolon got anxious, his expression showing signs of panic.

Manel shook his head, saying nothing more.

Inwardly, he sighed, feeling his future bleak, having followed such a fool.

Crucially, he had no way to escape.

This rendered him even more desperate.

Sighing, his gaze involuntarily shifted.

And in the shift, a silhouette far away came into view.

"Who is that?"

Manel was startled, instinctively speaking out.

"Manel, what are you doing?"

Anxious, Kolon suddenly heard a voice and immediately saw Manel’s indifferent look, which instantly made him angry.

"Young Master Kolon, that looks like that Thor Dressrosa!"

Turning his head and seeing Kolon’s furious look, Manel was startled and quickly responded.

"Thor Dressrosa?"

"What Thor?"

Kolon couldn’t help but ask.

"Young Master Kolon, that’s the descendant of Dressrosa who occupied your territory!"

Manel was somewhat speechless, but he quickly spoke up.

"It’s him!"

Kolon finally reacted, his eyes blazing, hastily looking over.

Soon, he also saw Thor and his companions walking ahead.

"Damn Dressrosa!!"

"He dared to occupy my territory, let’s go!"

Kolon spoke, and his figure couldn’t hold back and started walking over.

"Young Master Kolon, this is Loren City, we’ve already lost our nobility status, we can’t make a move here."

Manel quickly spoke up.

But Kolon was already ignoring him, striding towards Thor’s location.

"Young Master Kolon!"

"Young Master Kolon!"

Manel’s urgent voice sounded.

But it couldn’t stop him at all.

He could only grit his teeth and follow.

And seemingly sensing something in the distance.

Thor instinctively turned his head.

And saw Kolon and his group charging over.

Seeing somewhat unfamiliar faces, Thor felt puzzled, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, but his steps stopped.

And just as he paused for a moment.

Kolon and his group already arrived.

"What can I do for you all?"

Thor raised his eyebrows with curiosity.

He didn’t remember knowing these people, and these people were clearly hostile, coming directly towards him.

This made him curious.

"Thor Dressrosa, you thief!"

"Give back my territory!"

Kolon spoke in a furious voice, his eyes almost devouring Thor.

Previously in the auction, he was extremely annoyed, losing several thousand gold coins for nothing, he wanted to teach this guy a lesson but hadn’t acted before this person claimed his territory, old and new grudges surged, making him even angrier.

"Oh, and you are?"

Thor raised an eyebrow, instantly realizing what was going on.

This group of people before him was likely one among the fleeing Lords from the Maine River Valley.

He hadn’t expected these fleeing Lords to find him this quickly and still have the face to confront him.

This amused him somewhat.

And made him speechless.