Fantasy Lord: Beginning with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 149 - 120: Kingdom War

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Chapter 149: Chapter 120: Kingdom War

Morris was shocked, and Thor was shocked too, but no matter how shocked they were, the two of them quickly stepped forward.

"Father!"

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Morris and Thor both saluted Count Engel.

"You’re back!"

"Indeed, I’ve heard!"

"No wonder you are the fledgling eagle of Dressrosa; it seems you’ve already spread your wings and flown high!"

Count Engel nodded and then spoke with a voice full of emotion.

"I must thank Father for your support!"

"Without Father’s support, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to stand firm now."

Thor spoke softly, with a hint of gratitude.

Though Count Engel only supported him twice, those two instances were crucial. The first time, with over thirty Official Knights and a hundred Apprentice Knights, gave him a foundation to stand firm in the Northern Province.

The second time, with five civil servants skilled in various affairs and over a hundred craftsmen of all kinds, solved the various problems his territory faced during construction, enabling his land to become self-sufficient.

He was full of gratitude towards his father.

Even though he knew that if it hadn’t been for his performance upon leaving and Reine’s appearance, Count Engel would most likely have coldly expelled him based on family rules.

Yet, fair is fair; he had received great support, and Thor understood this clearly.

"Hahaha!"

"Come, we’ve already prepared dinner; let’s eat first and talk later!"

Count Engel laughed and nodded.

Then he led Thor into the castle.

Along the way, the two little ones tried to approach several times but did not dare.

They entered the castle.

They stepped into the familiar dining room.

At this moment, he surprisingly had the qualification to sit in the first seat to the right of Count Engel.

As for the first seat on the left, it remained empty.

That was the place of his mother, Renise Vieira.

Three years ago, his mother Renise Vieira had already passed away, and this seat had remained empty ever since.

After taking his seat.

A sumptuous dinner was served.

The father and son conversed.

The others listened attentively.

But as they listened, eyes widened in disbelief.

Morris’s eyes were filled with shock.

Instinctively wanting to speak, but after looking at Count Engel, he couldn’t help but close his mouth.

Though he didn’t speak, his stirred heart couldn’t be calmed.

He knew Thor had gone to the Northern Province, but he had no idea Thor had become a Baron. Thor had not worn a Noble Order before, and he hadn’t expected this; after all, his younger brother Thor had only been in the Northern Province for less than two years.

But now, being told he had become a Baron left him utterly incredulous.

Those little ones gazed at Thor with sparkling eyes, filled with admiration.

Much like how the predecessor once admired Morris.

Perhaps at that moment, several aspired to pioneer the Northern Lands.

Of course, Thor paid no mind to them, and his demeanor remained earnest.

Though a Transmigrator, Count Engel, as an old noble, had a more profound understanding of this world and the entire nobility system.

Such narration was also a form of seeking counsel from his father.

Thor naturally knew what to do.

So, he recounted everything he encountered and prepared for when he arrived in the Northern Province.

"Oh, you’ve done well. Spreading the Fierce Eagle Breathing Technique upon entering the territory stabilized the Knights’ hearts, but freeing the slaves was too rash. Fortunately, your territory’s rapid development quickly suppressed these issues; otherwise, your land would have promptly faced numerous problems."

"Additionally, forming alliances is wise. Those people are your competitors now, but once you strengthen quickly, they will become your most important assets. By uniting more forces, you can solve more adversaries and gain greater benefits, which is something you need to learn."

"And about the clearing tasks, you were too hasty. The turmoil in the Northern Province is very dangerous; entering so rashly was lucky not to face significant danger; otherwise, it could have posed serious problems. Next time, be careful. Be bold when necessary, but also exercise caution."

"As for your second brother, you’re giving too much; only giving eight percent would be sufficient. That way, you can include more Pioneer Lords."

Count Engel spoke slowly, pointing out each shortcoming in his son while also praising his son’s intelligence and wisdom.

It didn’t make anyone feel much pressure.

And listening to Count Engel’s words, even though the other didn’t fully understand his abilities, Thor still felt greatly benefitted.

For example, freeing the slaves.

Even if he only freed a few.

But it was indeed a bit hasty.

As Count Engel said, if it weren’t for the rapid development of his territory, with many issues yet to explode, they would have already been covered.

It wouldn’t take long for his territory to face many problems.

These things, while not considered before, naturally became clear upon reflection.

So, his expression grew increasingly serious.

Of course, at that moment, Count Engel’s heart was also filled with shock.

If it were previously just because his son had gained the title of Baron in less than two years, now he was even more amazed by his son’s various capabilities and what seemed like almost miraculous luck, perhaps even the blessing of the Goddess of Life.