Pioneer Lord: Starting From Daily Intelligence-Chapter 520 - 10: Never Bully a Poor Youth!

Archibald let out a cold snort, laughing angrily: "A mere Apprentice Knight dares to threaten me. Truly ignorant of the vastness of the heavens and the earth."

"Roar~" He then bellowed, the mighty sound waves making Philis collapse painfully to the ground, her longsword clanging down beside her.

It turns out that when the disparity in strength is so vast, even seeking death becomes a luxury.

After Philis fell, she clutched her abdomen in pain as the violent shock made a stream of blood flow from between her legs.

Archibald’s hardened boots stepped through the pool of blood, standing before Philis, his imposing heavy armor blocking her entire view. He then slightly lowered his head, looking down at the shaken Su Li and Philis as if seeing two defeated dogs: "Taking you is merely an announcement. You! Have never had any chance to resist from the start!"

Su Li, struggling to support himself, leaned back against the chair, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his eyes fixed on Archibald: "By the blood of Bauhinia, in the name of the Sun Goddess, when the blood light stains the southern night of the Empire, I will surely cut off your head to adorn my sword sheath!"

Archibald twisted his mouth into a smile: "A mere Border Pioneer Knight, not even noble, dares to boast shamelessly. Without this woman, you wouldn’t even qualify to see me."

"However... since you’ve said so, why not take the risk and kill you? Would the Empire and Violet truly oppose a Duke just for a mere Pioneer Knight?"

Rong’en Priest roared on the side: "Archibald, aren’t you being too arrogant and domineering! Bullying the weak? You, a duke, opening a killing spree on a Border Development Territory, don’t blame us Fiery Sun Church for pursuing and slaughtering you. I don’t believe you dare to wipe out our entire territory! As long as one of us survives, your crimes will surely be announced to the world!"

"Even the desecrator Airdrid only dared to use the Green Dragon to threaten the territory; do you dare to defy all under heaven!"

Hearing Rong’en’s roar, Archibald finally paused. The desecrator Duke Airdrid is controlling another heir to the throne.

Even with his usual brazen recklessness, he wouldn’t dare to directly destroy a Pioneer Territory. The importance of the Border Prince’s Territory is now too high, drawing the Empire’s full attention.

If any noble of the Empire could, without reason, recklessly massacre the Pioneer Lord of the Border Prince’s Territory, how could the Empire implement future policies? How could it guarantee other Pioneer Knights will come to operate without fear?

Especially now, the Hesse Territory is quite extraordinary; under Su Li’s command, they’ve achieved a series of glorious victories, gaining them fame, even in the Empire’s Capital, with nobles occasionally discussing their achievements, and the Empire’s true elites and strong praising them highly.

Su Li is almost universally recognized as poised to become the Divine Chosen of the Sun Goddess Violet.

At this time, killing this rising star, Archibald would not only face the wrath of the Empire’s elite but also his reputation and influence would be affected. Those backing him would reconsider their collaboration.

And this is a price he absolutely cannot bear. It’s known that the Sulande Province wasn’t driven off the Greenskinned invasion by his strength alone. Instead, it was several Electors forming a coalition, entering Avalon Palace, that expelled those dirty Greenskinned.

Throughout history, it’s easy to invite gods but hard to send them away, and these Electors, having dipped into the Sulande Province, will insist on reaping significant benefits before relenting. Every Elector hopes to support a proxy to help them extract benefits from the Sulande Province.

This is why the political struggles in the Sulande Province have lost all boundaries, with many matters no longer being within these Sulande Dukes’ own decisions.

One wrong step could lead to total defeat, allowing other dukes and Electors to claim final victory.

Particularly now, Philis stared at him with desperate resolve: "If you dare harm the Lord, I won’t let you succeed even if it means death. You can monitor me for a moment, but not for a lifetime. If I commit suicide on the road, both you and your ambitions will be completely destroyed, letting other dukes seize final victory in the political struggle!"